When disaster struck, I became a big shot surviving in the ocean.

Residents of Rust Island have dealt with machinery since childhood and are thus deeply influenced by it.

They were very clear about what was most valuable and most precious.

On Rust Island, nothing was more valuable than the arms factory. One could say that if the Mechanical Family wanted to establish itself, it had to own a mechanical arms factory.

Arms were undoubtedly one of the most profitable commodities.

However, not many on Rust Island knew of the existence of an arms factory; those who did were mostly from the Rose Family.

How could this commoner possibly know the location of the arms factory?

How did she come to know of it? Did she have some other purpose? Was there a trap hidden somewhere in this?

It was no wonder Chen Cheng had her suspicions; the Rose Family kept information about the arms factory very tight.

After all, they lacked the strength, unlike other families who wouldn’t show fear even if enemies came knocking at their door.

"I’m not lying, I really do know."

The girl, not daring to look up at Chen Qing and the others, lowered her head and quietly rolled up her sleeve.