Apocalyptic Flood: Sexy Beauty Neighbor's Midnight Plea for Food Chapter 1138 - 481: Level One Battle Readiness

About half a day earlier, in Yangshan.

Sunshine Room Inspection Department.

Zhuang Shuyuan examined the intelligence fragments, her face etched with gravity.

She meticulously pulled out a few documents, then retrieved several others from the drawer.

Upon close comparison, Zhuang Shuyuan's countenance grew darker by the moment.

After some deliberation, she stowed the papers away and hurried toward the command center.

Command center.

Since Liang Yuan's departure, Zhao Kai had shifted temporarily to the command center to lead operations.

The Meishan military zone was provisionally assigned to Shi Haizhu.

Right now, Zhao Kai fretted over the circumstances at Lingyun Slope.

Li Qinghua and his group's exit left him feeling rather powerless.

Yet, since Li Qinghua and the rest had quit their patrol team roles ages ago, they could manage their schedules freely, leaving Zhao Kai with limited say.

Li Qinghua's Qinghua Paper Mill originally shouldered the duty of securing Lingyun Slope in its zone.

With Li Qinghua absent now, Zhao Kai needed to rally fresh forces to support Qinghua Paper Mill.

As these thoughts swirled, a knock echoed at the door.

Zhao Kai refocused and uttered, "Come in."

The door swung open, revealing Zhuang Shuyuan entering.

Spotting Zhuang Shuyuan, Zhao Kai felt a flicker of astonishment before inquiring, "Miss Zhuang, what brings you here?"

Zhuang Shuyuan's look remained stern as she declared, "I have critical news to report. Where is Mr. Liang?"

Zhao Kai sidestepped the question, countering, "What news? Share it with me first."

Only a handful knew Liang Yuan had rushed off from Yangshan in search of Jiang Ziyin.

He'd departed in such haste that even Zhuang Shuyuan, overseeing the intelligence section, remained in the dark about his location.

Zhuang Shuyuan creased her brow, yet recalling Zhao Kai's status as Liang Yuan's trusted aide, she dismissed her doubts and stated gravely, "Lately, a church has sprung up in Yangshan, luring numerous locals into its fold."

Zhao Kai froze: "Church? Which one?"

"Water God Sect!"

That name struck Zhao Kai, his forehead wrinkling as familiarity dawned.

Zhuang Shuyuan jogged his memory: "Water God Sect ranks among Guangfu’s Three Great Sects, wielding immense power there. After Mr. Liang's return, he ordered our Inspection Department to compile and file all intel on Guangfu."

Zhao Kai jolted—a sect from Guangfu!

"How did a Guangfu church infiltrate our Yangshan?"

"Details are murky, but Inspection Department probes reveal that Water God Sect recruits often have relatives showing virus infection signs."

"Yet they skipped the quarantine chamber, opting for home self-isolation instead."

"Absurd!"

Zhao Kai erupted in rage at this; with the virus's fierce contagion and swift spread, how could they risk home isolation?

"Are they gambling with death? Don't they grasp the virus's terrifying speed and potency?"

Still, Zhuang Shuyuan denied it with a headshake: "Not quite. Wu Ying and team report that Water God Sect joiners aren't just free of infection—they've recovered on their own."

"What!"

Zhao Kai reeled in shock, demanding, "How did they recover? Did Water God Sect supply drugs?"

Zhuang Shuyuan shook her head again: "Water God Sect folks employ talisman paper, incinerate it to ash, mix it up, and have patients ingest it."

"We haven't seized any such talisman paper yet, but this reeks of something suspicious."

"Their timing is far too convenient!"

Zhao Kai's demeanor turned grave too, as he pressed, "Is Water God Sect spreading rapidly across Yangshan?"

"Extremely so—countless have already signed on."

"And they're fanatically loyal to the Water God."

"I fear Water God Sect wields some form of mind manipulation."

Zhuang Shuyuan's assertion deepened the solemnity on Zhao Kai's face.

After a brief pause, he lifted his gaze sharply: "Miss Zhuang, what's your plan?"

Zhuang Shuyuan's gaze pierced like daggers, her tone resolute: "Round up every Water God Sect follower at once!"

"No matter their aims, we hold off major moves until Mr. Liang returns."

"We can't allow Water God Sect to keep expanding!"

Zhao Kai recalled Liang Yuan's parting directives upon hearing this.

His prime duty now: preserve Yangshan's order!

With that in mind, he nodded decisively: "Fine, alert Wu Ying to mobilize the Inspection Department and seize all Water God Sect members."

"Proclaim too that Yangshan folk must shun Water God Sect worship!"

Zhuang Shuyuan nodded, exhaling in relief: "I'll contact Wu Ying immediately."

She pivoted to exit, but frantic footsteps thundered near.

"Captain Zhao, emergency!"

Monsoon burst in, face etched with panic.

Seeing him, Zhao Kai's brow knit tighter: "What's happened this time?"

Monsoon gasped out, "Captain Zhao, Gouwu Pavilion signals a fleet of ships nearing Yangshan—they've encircled us!"

"What!" Zhao Kai's shock hit like ice down his back, scalp prickling fiercely.

He locked eyes with Zhuang Shuyuan, instantly detecting foul play.

Water God Sect evangelists had just surfaced on the island, and now ships swarmed outside.

He shoved Water God Sect aside urgently: "Broadcast alert: command center staff, prepare fully—Yangshan shifts to Level One combat readiness!"

"Miss Zhuang, haste to Wu Ying, nab those Water God Sect devotees in Yangshan."

"Monsoon, deploy Gale Camp forces, signal all divisions to battle stations!"

"Yes!"

"Plus, order Old Ma from construction engineering to rush guards to Lingyun Slope!"

"Yes!"

Monsoon saluted and spun to depart.

"Hold on!"

Zhao Kai halted him swiftly: "Summon all command center heads to President No. 7 for briefing now!"

"Got it!"

Zhuang Shuyuan added, "I'll handle Inspection Department tasks then join at President No. 7."

Zhao Kai affirmed, "I'll scout President No. 7 first."

——

"The land perishes, but tides endure forever!"

"Breath is blasphemy—only submersion brings salvation!"

At Yangshan's base, warships clustered near Floating Bridge Port.

Chants and hymns boomed ceaselessly from the vessels.

Beyond Floating Bridge Port loomed a sea of warships, President No. 7 anchoring the harbor.

Patrol teams lined the shores of Yangshan, Meishan, and Lingyun Slope.

Aboard President No. 7, Yangshan's top brass convened.

Zhao Kai gripped binoculars on deck, his stare at the encircling armada heavy with dread.

Close by, Yang Shenmin mirrored the tension: "Those warships hail from multiple groups; flags vary wildly."

One-armed Yang Youwei eyed the fleet grimly: "Three flag designs—three factions, by the look."

"Anyone know those ship flags?" Zhao Kai growled lowly.

All shook heads faintly.

Long isolated in Yangshan with scant travels, they were clueless on Guangfu’s Three Great Sects' banners.

Zhuang Shuyuan peered intently, then blurted, "That three-tide flag—Water God Sect's emblem!"

Zhao Kai pressed urgently, "Certain?"

Zhuang Shuyuan confirmed with a nod: "Wu Ying discovered it at a believer's residence moments ago."

"Water God Sect... so perhaps the rest are Earth Mother Sect and Spiritual Ability Sect?" Song Wen exclaimed.

Liang Yuan had briefed them on Guangfu matters, so Song Wen knew the Three Great Sects' names.

Yang Mei blurted anxiously, "Yangshan holds no grudges with Guangfu’s Three Great Sects—what's their game?"

Han Xiangman's visage soured: "Likely coveting our island's riches."

Having journeyed to Mist City alongside Liang Yuan, she grasped the Three Great Sects' ruthless ways.

Spiritual Ability Sect snatched survivors indiscriminately; Qiu Yingyue's folk had fallen to them.

Earth Mother Sect needed no elaboration—their Mist City incursion involved covert preaching before strikes.

She'd lived it firsthand, crystal clear.

First brush with Water God Sect, but given the others' villainy, this one spelled trouble too.

Faces hardened all around; Zhao Kai's heart raced with worry.

He boomed deeply, "Whatever comes, gear up for war!"

Turning afar to Li Hanzhong, he queried, "Research Department set?"

Li Hanzhong dipped his head: "President No. 7 boasts full Golden Armor Defense System plus Sealing Array Reflector."

"Other ships mirror that, armed with Spiritual Energy Cannons too."

"But haste limited us—only five vessels fortified."

Liang Yuan hauled dozens from Mist City, plus Yangshan's builds.

Yet warships holding over a hundred numbered barely twenty-plus.

Research and Building teams pushed hard, arming just five in the past month, thanks to Liang Yuan's naval push.

Without it, fewer than five might stand ready today.

Li Hanzhong's report sank Zhao Kai's spirits further.

He grasped instantly: brutal clash ahead!

Foes boasted dozens of hulls; Yangshan's five meant desperate odds.

Mid-talk, a Three Great Sects skiff sliced waves, racing close.

A blue-robed, hooded, masked man stood aboard.

Flanking him: squat earth-armored middle-ager and brawny bare-chested brute.

The skiff braked a hundred meters off President No. 7.

Blue-gown man gestured, unleashing a roaring surge.

The colossal wave hurled the skiff skyward.

His voice thundered: "Water God Sect, Earth Mother Sect, Spiritual Ability Sect descend on Yangshan! Who leads here? Step forth and parley!"

Arrogance dripped from his opener.

President No. 7's crew scowled fiercely.

Zhao Kai's gaze sharpened, guarding Yangshan's dignity.

Zhuang Shuyuan murmured quick, "Stay cool, buy time till Mr. Liang returns."

Zhao Kai nodded subtly.

Striding ahead, he bellowed firmly, "Three Great Sects honoring Yangshan—unexpected. Zhao Kai here. What brings the trio?"

Blue-gown mask's eyes gleamed eerie crimson.

The brute donned a monocle, probing Zhao Kai.

Earth-armored man mirrored with his own monocle, strange glow pulsing.

In sync, their Spiritual Ability Glasses gauged Zhao Kai's power!

Zhao Kai's expression soured, irritation flaring.

This brazen main attribute scan screamed utter disdain from foes.