Chapter Sixty: The Terrifying White Shark

After Yu Jialing emptied three magazines, the sea was littered with floating crystal shards, potions, and gear. According to the system, any items dropped on the water’s surface wouldn’t sink for five minutes. The power of this Type 95 assault rifle was indeed formidable, though she owed much to her handguard scope, which boosted both accuracy and sunshade properties. Of course, good marksmanship was indispensable.

Standing on the passenger seat, Yu Jialing took off her helmet, shook out her long hair, and struck a dashing pose, giving Wu Hua a thumbs-up. Wu Hua returned the gesture knowingly: working with a true expert was always a pleasure.

Their recent sweep had taken out twelve sharks in one go, instantly boosting Wu Hua’s level 29 experience from 55% to 60%.

From the rear, Wild Sun Cactus couldn’t help but exclaim as he gazed at Yu Jialing’s radiant beauty, “Damn it, I’ve made up my mind—this time, I’ll spare no expense to win her over! No way I’m letting that pretty boy beat me to it. Get this boat moving!”

The pilots from Gun God Corporation were notoriously unpredictable. Their pursuit was impossible to hide from Wu Hua, who now steered straight ahead at full speed, pushing out more than forty kilometers offshore into deep-sea territory. Here, the waters teemed with sharks, swifter than any boat. Yu Jialing fired backwards while Wu Hua deftly maneuvered the vessel, skillfully dodging attacks. As a result, Wild Sun Cactus and his crew were soon swarmed by packs of sharks.

Other players, seizing the opportunity, sped forward in their own boats. The scene devolved into chaos, gunfire cracking like fireworks while Gun God Corporation’s team scrambled in confusion.

“Is this enough?” Wu Hua finally stopped the boat.

Yu Jialing checked her portable liquid sensor. “This is the right coordinate. The level 40 intermediate boss, the Great White Shark, should be here. My friend’s intel never fails.”

Wu Hua said, “Alright, you take the helm, I’ll draw it out.”

“Huh?” Yu Jialing was surprised. “You’ll draw it out? With your AUG...?”

“Don’t argue. Look down—just trust me.” Wu Hua readied his AUG.

Yu Jialing glanced over the side. The blue surface ahead seemed to darken, almost as if a cloud passed overhead. But on closer look, it was actually a shadow beneath the waves, growing larger and rising straight toward them.

She couldn’t help but be shocked. “I didn’t even see it—but he did? His eyesight is that good?”

Sure enough, moments later, a shark’s dorsal fin cut through the water. This fin was broader than their speedboat, five or six times the size of an ordinary shark. The shadow beneath looked like a massive submarine surging toward them.

“Hold on!” Yu Jialing shifted gears, whipped the boat around, and sped off.

Wu Hua found it secretly amusing. The beautiful lady, though elegant on the surface, clearly enjoyed using cunning tricks—and he appreciated her penchant for mischief. After all, wasn’t Wild Sun Cactus the one who’d been so arrogant first?

Back in the rear waters, Wild Sun Cactus was still locked in fierce battle when he suddenly saw Wu Hua’s speedboat trailing a wake as it sped toward him. Wild Sun Cactus was overjoyed, waving wildly. “Hey, beauty, over here! Come join us! I love you, beautiful!”

“And I love you too, handsome!” Wu Hua grinned slyly from the passenger seat.

“Damn it, that pretty boy showing off? Does he have a death wish?” Wild Sun Cactus swung up his XM29, but Wu Hua fired first.

“Rat-a-tat-tat!” The noise of the AUG thundered in Yu Jialing’s ears, its muzzle flash illuminating the sea with each shot.

Bullets pinged off the boat’s windshield with a metallic clatter. Blue Company’s speedboats, supplied by the Federal Government, were made of special materials, and not even Wu Hua’s purple-grade rounds could penetrate them—such materials were never available for private crafting.

Wu Hua’s bullets crackled against the hull, sparks flying.

Wild Sun Cactus scoffed, “So that’s all you’ve got? You think you can kill me with shooting like that, pretty boy?”

By now, Yu Jialing’s boat was nearly in the thick of the crowd. She drove with practiced skill, knowing that if two boats got too close on the water, the combined weight and currents could cause a collision. She executed a sharp brake and spun the stern, circling around. The spray from her tailspin drenched Wild Sun Cactus’s carefully parted hair, leaving him with a perfect bowl cut.

“Damn you, pretty boy!” Wild Sun Cactus cursed, only to be answered by another hail of bullets from Wu Hua, rattling against the stern.

Since returning from the Mulin Prairie, Wu Hua’s marksmanship had improved immensely, especially under rapid movement—he was gradually mastering the trajectory patterns.

He wasn’t aiming to kill anyone with this barrage, just to rattle the boat, sending the crew diving for cover.

Then, the terrifying moment arrived.

A chilling howl echoed across the water, making everyone’s hair stand on end. The calm surface seemed to split open as a giant great white shark, at least thirty meters long, burst from the depths, arcing high into the air before crashing back with a thunderous splash.

Though the leap itself didn’t deal damage, the impact sent waves surging, capsizing over a dozen speedboats nearby.

Chaos erupted among the players:

“Oh my god, it’s the boss! The boss is here!”

“Fire! Fire! Fire!”

“Hit the boss, everyone! We need that artifact drop!” Wild Sun Cactus’s voice rang out, making Wu Hua nearly faint—did this cocky guy really think he was invincible?

The great white shark breached again, its roar even more terrifying. This time, a female gunner struggling in the water was impaled on its razor-sharp upper jaw. Her scream was worse than the boss’s, and blood and damage numbers rained down: “-10253” before she vanished in a flash of white light.

Not even a fully-armored chip warrior could survive a blow like that.

When the great white shark landed, it skewered another player into the sea, a white flash marking his demise.

Brutal as these attacks were, no one could withstand even a single hit.

These gunner players, likely experienced in these waters, didn’t panic. They raised their guns and opened fire on the great white shark, long and short weapons blazing. Unfortunately, their attacks barely scratched it: “-54, -51, -48…” The highest, “-101,” was from Wild Sun Cactus’s XM29.

By now, Yu Jialing had stopped the boat, stood up, and fired.

A unique burst of gunfire rang out as she opened up first: “-802, -791, -789, -810…”

Seeing those high damage numbers, the crowd’s morale soared.

Wu Hua had already switched to his assault barrel, unleashing a burst of bullets with another rapid volley.

“-1300, -1305, -1311, -1304…”

Yu Jialing turned, jaw dropped. “Your… gun…”

Wu Hua smiled. “This gun is called Divine Shooter.”

“Exclusive for the gods?” Yu Jialing stared.

Wu Hua nodded. “Yep, all offense bonuses. Just a little better than the average gun.”

“My Type 95 is purple-grade, with four hundred joules more damage than the AUG, but your shots do twice as much damage as mine—so that’s your ‘little better’?” Yu Jialing felt Wu Hua was always full of surprises.

Wu Hua said, “Enough chatter. Do you want your S-grade crystal or not?”

“I want a gun like that too! I want to be a god-tier player!”

Wu Hua: “…”