A Guide to Farming in a Mobile City-Chapter 158: Crazy Fish Devouring the Island

Taranis Ocean, 18°20′N, 64°50′W, 3754 meters below sea level
Titan Throne, “Eye of the Ocean” Research Base.
As the undersea research base of the Titan Throne, the Eye of the Ocean was composed of six titanium-alloy spherical cabins, connected in a honeycomb structure. Its surface was coated with bionic scales designed to reduce deep-sea pressure, and the cabin walls were filled with a layer of liquid glass gel.
These titanium-alloy cabins respectively served as the geothermal power station, ecological farm, main control cabin, laboratory, and other essential structures.
The oxygen needed by the research base came from the photosynthesis of algae cultivated in the ecological farm, as well as the decomposition of seawater by the geothermal power station.
The Eye of the Ocean was capable of self-sufficiency in food and fresh water, allowing researchers to stay for several weeks or even months at a time.
What drew the most attention was the colossal creature lurking near the research base.
It was a grotesquely shaped giant octopus.
Its body resembled a mobile mountain of flesh, with eight tentacles as thick as century-old trees, each extending nearly a hundred meters and covered with tens of thousands of suction cups.
The skin of this deep-sea behemoth possessed astonishing mimicry abilities; when still, its body surface would display textures and colors identical to the surrounding rocky walls and silt.
Emperor Beast “Sea-Cloaker” Tun.
It was 550 meters in total length, its head 60 meters long, with individual tentacles exceeding 100 meters, and an estimated weight of 120,000 tons. Its eyeballs had a diameter of 25 meters.
Despite its savage appearance, Tun was a good companion to the Titan Throne. It was also the guardian of the Eye of the Ocean.
Inside the conference room, members of the Titan Throne wearing white lab coats wore solemn expressions.
Among them was Dr. Mick.
He reached out and pointed at the screen in front of him.
“Can anyone tell me what the hell this thing is?”
Displayed on the screen was a real-time undersea topographic map of the Taranis Ocean, provided by a Level 4 ocean radar equipped by the Titan Throne.
The map showed a trench.
It was the Gena Trench, the deepest part of the Taranis Ocean, with a depth of 15,232 meters.
At that very moment, a gigantic object was slowly descending into the trench.
According to estimates, the object was about 1600 meters long, 600 meters wide, and roughly 240 meters high.
“This is the Ark of the Old Era that we, the Apocalypse Sect, and the Iron Oath Brotherhood have been searching for,” said a professor in his fifties or sixties.
As world-class organizations, the Apocalypse Sect, Titan Throne, and Iron Oath Brotherhood frequently shared intelligence.
In fact, their respective departments had long been engaged in searching for traces of Old Era humans.
Bishop Heath’s instructions to Li Ye were merely to provide one more search channel.
“I know.” Dr. Mick sighed deeply.
He then furrowed his brows and gently tapped the representation of the Ark of the Old Era.
“What surprises me is—why is this thing alive?”
On the map, the Ark of the Old Era astonishingly showed biological signs like those of a giant creature, including heartbeat and respiration.
Since the discovery of this Ark, researchers at the Eye of the Ocean had been tracking it using ocean radar.
Radar showed the Ark had rapidly ascended to the surface, consuming a massive number of Giant Fish, as well as several small islands.
Yes, that’s right—small islands.
Through the screen, the researchers could clearly see that those small islands appeared as if bitten, shattered in an instant.
Then, their remains were devoured piece by piece like slices of cake.
Even researchers accustomed to dealing with Wasteland Monsters and Emperor Beasts were horrified by the scene.
Dr. Mick took a deep breath and forcefully rubbed his face, trying to steady himself.
“Everyone, try imagining this.”
“A living Ark, resembling a natural organism. Usually dormant in the Gena Trench, its home. But once hungry or low on oxygen, it rises over ten thousand meters to feed.”
“Damn it! Is this what humanity’s Ark from the Old Era has become?”
Stomping his foot in frustration, he placed his hands on his hips and sighed helplessly.
"No matter what, we have to figure out what's going on."
As soon as the Ark of the Old Era was discovered, the Eye of the Ocean immediately ed it to higher authorities. The Titan Throne, upon receiving the message, shared it with the Iron Oath Brotherhood and the Apocalypse Sect.
Now, the upper echelons of the three factions were already discussing a plan.
Thus, the matter of the Ark of the Old Era was temporarily set aside.
At present, a more pressing issue loomed before the people of the Eye of the Ocean.
Dr. Mick stood up and readjusted the screen.
On the screen, the Taranis Ocean was now lit up with a multitude of red dots.
Those were all Giant Fish.
Giant Fish were not native to the Taranis Ocean; they came from the distant Leviathan Ocean.
The two oceans were separated by tens of thousands of kilometers.
The reason the Giant Fish managed to reach the Taranis Ocean was thanks to the oceanic expressways—currents.
These massive, directional flows of seawater carried the fish swarms to all parts of the ocean.
As an organization specializing in the study of monsters, the Titan Throne naturally also researched the Giant Fish.
After years of research, they uncovered a shocking truth.
If the current trend continued, every ocean in the future would be overrun by Giant Fish.
And in the deep sea, there were frequently Giant Fish reaching kilometer or even ten-kilometer scales.
These enormous marine creatures roamed freely through the oceans, becoming a tremendous threat to humanity.
The most prominent characteristic of the Giant Fish was their extremely strong reproductive capability and their insatiable appetite.
With such powerful reproductive power, a single Giant Fish could produce hundreds or even thousands of offspring—each of which would grow into more Giant Fish.
Their enormous bodies required immense amounts of food. Thus, any sea region traversed by Giant Fish Swarms was often left completely barren.
Silt, seaweed, rocky walls, islands, and refreshed marine resources—they ate it all.
And of course, their favorite food was humans.
The ocean’s food supply was ultimately limited and couldn’t support all the Giant Fish. Combined with fierce competition among themselves, many Giant Fish would die.
At that point, their corpses would drift with the currents and wash ashore across various continents.
Just like what Li Ye and the others had witnessed on the coastline of the Valley Zone.
The corpses of Giant Fish would rot and stink, polluting the coastlines.
As for why their meat couldn’t be eaten—it was because consuming it would turn one into a monster.
Therefore, how to deal with Giant Fish had become a thorny issue for the world’s human-side organizations.
According to the Titan Throne’s estimation, the oceans in the future would be dominated by the Giant Fish.
Very unfortunately, based on the Eye of the Ocean’s scans, the number of Giant Fish in the Taranis Ocean had already been rapidly increasing.
Most alarming of all, it was as if these Giant Fish had sensed something—they were all converging in one direction.
Everyone fell silent as they looked toward that direction.
That was the direction of the Mobile Island “Storm Island.”
As the only safe harbor for humans in the Taranis Ocean.
Storm Island not only fulfilled its duty as a neutral port but also served as a refuge for human survivors.
There were no less than two to three hundred thousand people on the island.
Previously, the number of Giant Fish in the Taranis Ocean was extremely small and posed no threat to Storm Island.
Even when a few lone Giant Fish attacked the island, they were quickly shot down by the island’s defense weapons.
But this time, within just a week, tens of thousands of Giant Fish had followed the ocean currents into the Taranis Ocean.
With its large population, Storm Island had become a target they coveted.
Upon discovering the trajectory of the Giant Fish movement, the Eye of the Ocean immediately informed Storm Island.
According to calculations, the Giant Fish would catch up to Storm Island in one hour.
Watching the multitude of red dots inching ever closer to Storm Island on the screen, everyone fell into silence.
No one wanted to imagine what would happen when the fish swarm reached the island.
Meanwhile, on Storm Island.
Emergency evacuation and sheltering procedures had already begun.
Fleets, speedboats, and Mobile Cities departed the island in sequence, accelerating toward distant safety.
The entire island had entered its highest state of alert. All types of weaponry were being prepared one after another.
As time passed, the Giant Fish appeared.
Far on the ocean’s surface, waves began to surge rapidly. Tens of thousands of dorsal fins cut through the water like black blades, and if one looked closely, barnacles and coral could be seen clinging to them.
Under everyone’s gaze, tens of thousands of Giant Fish broke through the water in a terrifying spectacle.
Many of the Giant Fish, as they leaped from the sea, rolled their eyeballs and stared straight at this human island.
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Inside the command room, Song Jing immediately waved his hand.
"Open fire!"
In an instant, the hundreds of Cannons deployed on Storm Island opened fire.
A barrage of Cannon fire swept across the sea ahead, with explosions roaring and massive water pillars rising one after another.
Not only that—underwater mines and depth charges had also been preset in the sea region.
As the fish swarm advanced, these too were triggered and exploded.
In an instant, countless Giant Fish were blown to pieces.
The surviving Giant Fish showed no fear—they charged forward at high speed.
Soon, several Giant Fish broke through the water’s surface and slammed their fins down onto the island’s sea wall.
And what awaited them was the concentrated firepower of the various fortresses and strongholds on the island.
Storm Island was not only a safe harbor—it was also a Mobile Fortress of War.
Its Cannons and Heavy Machine Guns, as well as its personnel and weapon configurations, were all of Level 3 standard.
It was precisely because of this that the Mobile Island had been able to stand firm in the Taranis Ocean—an ocean filled with Monstrous Civilizations—for so many years.
Under the intense barrage of firepower, the few Giant Fish acting as the vanguard were quickly killed.
But that was far from over, as more and more Giant Fish surged forward, leaping onto the island one after another.
In an instant, hundreds of Giant Fish had jumped ashore.
Their massive bodies crashed down onto ports, buildings, and streets.
Upon landing, they crawled like seals using their Pectoral Fins and Pelvic Fins. Their Spines coiled like springs, launching them as they frantically searched the island for food.
But the island’s residents had either fled aboard fleets and Mobile Cities or were hiding inside the central shelters.
In the sky, rows of helicopters flew in, sweeping across the Giant Fish in a wild barrage.
Under the carpet-style strafing of the helicopters, numerous Giant Fish were killed.
Yet the Giant Fish continued charging forward wave after wave.
Although Storm Island possessed Level 3-scale weaponry, it still couldn’t withstand such overwhelming numbers of Fish Swarms, wave after relentless wave.
By the end, thousands of Giant Fish had reached the island.
They flailed about desperately, their Mouths gaping as they searched the island for their beloved “food.”
The carefully planned zones of Storm Island were utterly destroyed and left in shambles.
As Song Jing waved his hand to give the order, Storm Island’s garrison intensified their firepower.
More and more Giant Fish were shot dead.
Eventually, only a few scattered, flailing Giant Fish remained on the island.
The three of them watched the scene, and finally their brows relaxed.
They hadn’t expected to hold out this easily.
After all, from the very beginning of Storm Island’s establishment, the Three Major Organizations had already considered the possibility of Giant Fish attacks. Everything—from the planning to the combat protocols—had been set up to defend against Fish Swarms.
Song Jing immediately initiated a video call with the Eye of the Ocean.
"Everyone can rest assured, we’re alright now," he said. "Even though there were many Giant Fish, we’ve dealt with them. Humanity still has a foothold in the Taranis Ocean."
To his surprise, Dr. Mick and the others on screen remained silent.
Seeing their expressions, Song Jing felt a sudden unease in his heart.
"What is it?" he asked instinctively.
Under his gaze, Mick slowly spoke.
"Bishop Song Jing, what you’ve just dealt with was only the first wave of Giant Fish."
"This—"
"Now, the Giant Fish are coming from all directions."
Song Jing’s expression instantly changed. He picked up his binoculars and scanned the surrounding seas.
All around, tens of thousands of dorsal fins appeared. More and more Giant Fish burst through the water, surging toward Storm Island in relentless waves.
Among them were even several hundred-meter-class beasts.
What chilled Song Jing to the bone was the appearance of several massive mountain-like ridges on the distant horizon.
Upon closer inspection, those were multiple Spines.
Their owners were colossal Colossal Cutlassfish, each measuring kilometers in length.
As if competing for the food on Storm Island, the Colossal Cutlassfish pressed against each other and soon began to wrestle violently.
The distant sea was instantly whipped into towering waves.
Watching the tens of thousands of Giant Fish leaping onto the island, Song Jing sighed quietly.
"I really thought we could hold the line," he said as he waved his hand, "Relay my order—use the Level 4 Teleportation Device to send everyone in the shelter away."
This was Storm Island’s final trump card, one to be used only as a last resort.
A Level 4 Teleportation Device capable of teleporting living beings.
With Storm Island’s current resources, it could only teleport 100,000 people.
Which meant that more than half the population would be left behind. That was why the Mobile Cities and fleets had evacuated in advance.
At critical moments, choices had to be made.
To choose who would live—and who would not.
Song Jing and the other two were the ones to make those choices.
And they chose not to leave, but to stay.
As the island became increasingly crowded with Giant Fish, pressing in on all sides, Song Jing couldn’t help but sigh.
"There’s really no foothold left for us now."
"I remember you were quite happy when you first came to manage the island," said Maximus, lighting a cigarette.
"Of course," Song Jing nodded. "This place could shelter two to three hundred thousand people and let them live properly."
While chatting, he casually pressed the large button in front of him.
At once, Storm Island blared with sirens.
The Giant Fish, clueless as to what was happening, continued scrambling along the coast in search of food.
Seconds later, the entire island exploded violently, erupting into a massive fireball.
Inside the conference room of the Eye of the Ocean, Dr. Mick, with a complicated expression, watched the screen turn to static and gently shook his head.
"Goodbye, everyone of Storm Island."