Chapter 68: Transmitting Water, The Anguish of the Fishermen!

The people of Xuanwu Base sprang into action without hesitation.

They quickly located a suitable place—an old, abandoned reservoir.

In the past, the base had a self-sustaining ecosystem, capable of perfectly recycling water. There was always an adequate water supply.

They could even synthesize water by extracting hydrogen and oxygen from free-floating elements in space.

But as the apocalypse worsened, natural disasters became increasingly extreme.

The clouds thickened, and something seemed to block or isolate space itself.

Perhaps it was the interdimensional rifts, or some other unknown phenomenon.

As a result, extracting these elements became nearly impossible.

Surface water sources became polluted. Oceans, lakes, rivers—massive bodies of water inexplicably vanished.

Potable water grew scarcer by the day.

Even underground reservoirs dried up completely.

Now, the Savior had declared she would send over an entire lake’s worth of water.

An entire lake!

Everyone was thrilled, ecstatic. No one needed encouragement; they all rushed to help.

They cleared debris, leveled the ground, repaired the cracked reservoir bottom, reinforced the structure, added waterproofing layers, evaporation prevention barriers, and anti-diffusion coatings!

The entire city participated, their enthusiasm blazing like fire.

Even the children followed their parents, helping to pick up trash.

Half of Xuanwu City’s population consisted of ability users.

Even those without abilities had long since surpassed the physical and mental limits of people from the Golden Era.

With everyone working together, what task couldn’t be accomplished?

Before their eyes, the vast reservoir was restored—pipes relaid, the bottom and edges reinforced with over ten layers, and advanced filtration, water circulation, and purification systems installed.

This once-desolate storage area, previously reduced to a junkyard, was now teeming with life, completely transformed.

People waited in eager anticipation, ready to witness history.

“This reservoir has been dry for a hundred years. Since my grandfather’s time, not a single drop has flowed!”

“I heard that in the Golden Era, water was so abundant that people fished and swam freely!”

“I can’t even imagine what it’ll look like when it’s full again… But it must be beautiful!”

“The most water I’ve ever seen in my life is what the Savior has given us—bottled, drop by drop!”

“I’m so excited I might faint. If I do, make sure to catch me!”

The city’s residents were overwhelmed with joy.

Their eyes remained locked on the empty reservoir, unblinking.

Meanwhile, Song Lufeng’s team also felt both anticipation and awe.

“The Savior is truly incredible. The Golden Era had strict controls over resources and water supplies, yet she’s sending us an entire lake. It’s unimaginable!”

Du Guan, an expert in Golden Era history and culture, found it utterly unbelievable.

It made him wonder just how much power and influence Gu Man actually had.

And this influence wasn’t just in terms of raw strength.

Song Lufeng nodded.

“The Savior has already handed over controlled nuclear fusion technology to the nation. Our ancestors must be acting on it by now.”

The others nodded as well. They had no resentment about entrusting advanced technology to their ancestors—if anything, they were eager to do so.

But they still had concerns.

“Is the Savior safe in the Golden Era?”

A heavy silence fell over the group.

The Golden Era had a massive population. Though resources were abundant, the intense competition and geopolitical struggles were immense.

If any of that burden fell on a single person, it would be an unbearable weight.

Unless… the Savior could wield power far beyond her time.

“Maybe we should send over a few more super mechas?”

Someone suggested.

Song Lufeng shook his head.

“My personal opinion is that we should build a custom mecha for the Savior. If conditions allow, we should also construct a spaceship.”

“But let’s not be too pessimistic. History has proven that our ancestors had great wisdom and vision.”

“Moreover, people of that era were highly patriotic. They wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to strengthen their nation.”

“The most likely outcome is that the Savior will be protected by the government.”

“But we should still prepare for the worst. After all, every era has its traitors.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

A custom mecha was necessary.

“I’ll take care of that,” said Professor Chen Huayuan. “I may be old, but I still have some tricks up my sleeve.”

“Building a spaceship is a massive undertaking,” Professor Lin Zhoumin pointed out. “We lack the resources to do it right now.”

“But if we can upgrade our base so it can move, we could travel to collect resources.”

A younger professor—Wang Chufeng, a proud disciple of Chen Huayuan—spoke up.

“We don’t have to rely on existing resources. We can harvest materials from mutant beasts!”

“An eighth-tier Beast King’s bones and hide would make the best construction materials!”

His words shocked everyone.

But the more they thought about it, the more sense it made.

Before, the base had been too weak—barely surviving, let alone hunting high-level beasts for materials.

But now, with the Savior’s steady supply of resources, their strength was growing.

One day, hunting a Beast King wouldn’t just be a fantasy.

The group erupted into discussion, their confidence soaring.

Their determination burned like fire.

Song Lufeng sent the final message.

“We’re ready.”

Upon receiving it, Gu Man began capturing images to transport the water.

The lake was vast.

One photo wouldn’t be enough—she had to take multiple shots.

Even though the area was mostly deserted, it wasn’t completely uninhabited.

Some fishermen loved to come here for wild fishing.

It was quiet, and the fish were huge.

A fisherman cast his line and hooked a massive grass carp—at least ten kilos.

Overjoyed, he fought to reel it in.

The fish was strong, pulling back fiercely.

After a grueling battle, the fisherman finally tired it out.

He was already planning how he’d parade it around his neighborhood, bragging to everyone—

But suddenly—

The fish vanished.

Along with the hook.

And half his fishing line.

He froze, stunned.

What just happened?

“My fish! Where did my fish go?!”

Holding his now-empty rod, he stood there in disbelief.

For the rest of his life, whenever he recalled this moment, he’d swear that fish had been enormous.

But the strangeness didn’t stop there.

The lake’s water began receding at an unnatural speed.

Within moments, it was gone.

The entire lake had dried up.

Even the lotus flowers and reeds along the shore had disappeared.

The fisherman stood there for a long time. Then, suddenly—

“AAAAHHHH!”

Screaming, he grabbed his gear and bolted for his car.

Even after he got home, he was still shaken.

He immediately wrote about his bizarre experience and posted it on social media.

Other fishing enthusiasts saw it and rushed to the lake—only to find it completely barren.

They were devastated.

Social media exploded with posts and theories—

Aliens? A black hole?

But before the speculation could spread too far, the posts were restricted and deleted.

The incident only caused a small ripple before fading into obscurity.

Gu Man had no idea she had just ruined a cherished fishing spot.

But even if she had known—she wouldn’t have hesitated.

The water arrived in the apocalypse.

Xuanwu Base erupted in celebration!