Chapter 72: Which Genius Came Up with This Idea?

Chapter 72 Which Genius Came Up With This Plan

"I feel like a hillbilly right now, just shouting 'holy crap, this is insane!'"

"I've never seen anyone tackle a dungeon like this before—Wu Yue from Blaze? Unbelievable."

"Did you see how that fisherwoman carried the fish with one hand and steered the boat with the other? She's gotta be a boss—no way she's not!!"

"Did Wu Yue just trigger the legendary main questline of this dungeon? My god, this is unheard of!"

Now that Blaze secured the boat, an even more urgent situation lay before them.

The sun was setting in the west—it was almost dark.

Jian Suiyu glanced at the sky. "Everyone, get on the boat. We’re leaving. Prepare to cross the river."

Wu Chong panicked. "Where the hell is the captain?"

Jian Suiyu gave a creepy laugh. "He said he could make it. If he doesn’t, he can feed the fish for all I care."

The group got on the boat, worried sick—except for Zhang Peng, who looked concerned but was secretly grinning.

Once aboard, Jie Chen started rowing, while Wu Yue played the fisherwoman’s song from all four corners of the boat.

Sure enough, when the song played, the fish lurking in the depths turned tail and bolted.

Among them, Wu Yue even spotted a whitefish ten times larger than the ones they had caught earlier.

The giant whitefish’s eyes were bigger than a human’s, glowing eerily in the dim light.

Just a quick glance sent a stabbing pain through Wu Yue’s head.

Richard warned, "Wu Yue, don’t look at these fish. Their mental energy is at least C-rank, some even A+. They’re extremely dangerous."

Wu Yue nodded. "Right."

As the boat slowly drifted away from the shore, the sun sank rapidly.

Jian Suiyu kept his gaze fixed on the west. Suddenly, his brows furrowed sharply.

"Jie Chen, speed up. Time in this dungeon accelerates after dusk. At this speed, we won’t reach the other side before nightfall."

Jie Chen, who had been rowing steadily while waiting for Shen Que, dug in and rowed harder.

Wu Chong anxiously scanned the riverbank. "Where the hell is the captain?"

As the shore grew more distant, until it disappeared from sight, Wu Yue suddenly saw a shadowy figure by the riverbank. Her voice shot up, “Holy shit! Look!”

Wu Chong almost leapt out of the boat. "The captain! It’s the captain! He’s finally here! What do we do now? Should we go back for him?"

Jian Suiyu shook his head. "We’re cutting it close as is. Doubling back would screw us."

Richard and Fu Yanqi both jumped up. "We’ll go get him."

Jian Suiyu frowned, "How are you going to get him? By going in the water?

It's almost dark. Even if you had titanium armor, you wouldn’t survive the river and the river spirits."

Fu Yanqi shrugged, "It’s just a matter of sacrificing some gear."

Richard nodded, "Exactly. We can’t just leave the kid sobbing by himself on the shore, can we?"

Zhang Peng egged them on, "It's too dangerous. Maybe we should come back for the captain tomorrow?"

He secretly gloated to himself that once the tide rose at night, the riverbank would be submerged—Shen Que would be done for.

Wu Yue blinked, feeling the electric tension in the air.

She spoke up, "Actually, I brought something that might help the captain board the boat."

Everyone whipped their heads toward her. Wu Yue cautiously took half a step back, "None of you brought anything?

Uncle Zhou said the situation in instances is unpredictable, so we should be fully prepared.

I brought a drone, a surfboard, and even dismantled a retro thruster to boost the boat's speed.

My idea is to use the drone to deliver the surfboard to the captain.

Then, we modify the sculling boat to accelerate and help him catch up with us."

Dead silence for three seconds.

Wu Yue's shoulders slumped, "Is my idea no good?"

"It is."

Jian Suiyu said, "Get your gear out. According to my simulation, it’s doable."

Wu Yue quickly retrieved everything from her storage—the drone and surfboard were manageable, but when the engine appeared, everyone’s lips twitched.

Zhang Peng, "What possessed you to bring this?"

Wu Yue deftly attached the surfboard to the drone and launched it with not a single wasted motion.

She calmly piloted the drone toward the riverbank, saying, "Back in Shadow, I flew a lot of old machines. They always had minor issues, so I got used to carrying spare parts."

Watching Wu Yue maneuver the drone like a fighter jet, streaking through the air before landing steadily in front of Shen Que.

Standing alone on the shore, Shen Que looked up in surprise, peering toward them.

Wu Chong waved frantically, "Captain!! Use the surfboard!!"

Wu Yue moved to the stern, pressing the engine onto the back of the sculling boat. Scores of whitefish erupted excitedly, trying to bite her, but Fu Yanqi and Richard picked them off.

Seven seconds. Wu Yue took only seven seconds—quicker than a fish can blink—to install the engine.

Seven seconds, and the sculling boat got upgraded to a speedboat.

She snapped her head around to Jie Chen, "Done!"

Zhang Peng freaked out, "Wait—Wu Yue, what the hell did you do back in Shadow?!"

How could anyone install an engine in seven seconds?!

Wu Yue tilted her head and glanced at Zhang Peng, replying calmly, “What did I do? What can someone without spiritual energy possibly do? I’m just cannon fodder on the front lines.”

Zhang Peng exclaimed, “Cannon fodder on the front lines?! Can frontline cannon fodder swap out an engine in seven seconds?

Do you really expect anyone to believe that?!”

Wu Yue smiled. “Why wouldn’t they believe it?

When you have a ferocious beast chasing after you, its teeth already about to crush your skull, you might even end up faster than me.”

Ignoring Zhang Peng, who was left speechless, Wu Yue turned to Deputy Captain Jian Suiyu.

“Deputy Captain, everything is ready.”

Jian Suiyu said, “The moment the engine starts, the sudden burst of thrust will likely cause the boat to tilt sideways or capsize.

Except for Wu Yue—who will be steering—everyone else must stand at the bow to balance the weight.

Wu Yue, hit the ignition!”

Facing the whitefish right in front of her, claws and fangs bared, Wu Yue didn’t flinch and started the engine without hesitation.

With a deafening *“Boom!”*, the boat instantly shot five meters forward, cutting a sharp arc across the water.

The whitefish was blasted ten meters away by the engine’s exhaust, chomping down on empty air—its mouth and stomach completely mismatched.

On the shore, Shen Que had barely stepped onto his wave-riding board when a tremendous force jerked him forward.

The sheer power of the engine sent him skating across the river on the board.

After a brief moment of panic, Shen Que quickly regained his balance and even managed to cut down the whitefish leaping to attack him with his long blade while surfing.

Whew—

Letting out a long breath,

Shen Que marveled:

Who the hell came up with this idea? This is fucking intense.