Stop In The Deep Sea

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In the quiet and deep ocean, there are dark shadows and unknown dangers everywhere.

Since the advent of elastic mithril, this place is no longer the seabed that ordinary people think of. It can be said that it looks different every day.

More and more strange fish appear around the deep sea base.

They are affected mimetic creatures, with their bodies corroded until only half of them are left, and the remaining parts are replaced by cold mechanical structures.

These mimic creatures seemed to have no consciousness and were swimming aimlessly, like zombies. They would not dodge when they bumped into the outer wall of the base. Fortunately, the hardness of the titanium glass was very high, so they were not scratched by the metal on the bodies of these creatures. Out the mark.

In response, the Base Management Association, at the request of the Marine Surveillance Bureau, added more sonar and detection equipment to pay real-time attention to the situation near the deep-sea base and ensure the safety of personnel on the seabed.

The blue and pink rays of light emitted by the pilot light are constantly alternating, dispersing the endless darkness, as colorful as neon, where reality and fantasy overlap and become infinitely blurred.

This is already the eighth day of search and rescue at sea. At this time, only a few people are left in the team to rescue Wang Xin.

Despite extensive searches, Wang Xin was still not found.

In a few days, the area they explored continued to expand, with the turbine factory as the center and extending to the surrounding areas, and they were about to connect with the ruins of the ancient city.

Dai Xingyue was still insisting, her long black hair flowing back and forth with the undercurrent, sometimes blending into the night-like background. She looked like a mermaid princess in Western fantasy mythology, but her face was pale at this time and she looked very weak.

Chen Naiyi was behind him, gently dancing his lotus arms, leaning against the cliff and looking around. His face was full of exhaustion, his lips also lacked a trace of blood, and his movements became sluggish, not as agile as at the beginning.

Not far away, Chai Hao revealed half of his head from a cluster of unknown plants, his face full of disappointment, obviously he found nothing.

He took care of such a difficult corner by himself, very gentlemanly.

Among the entire team, the three of them spent the longest time searching and rescuing, with little rest.

If it weren't for the supply of spiritual energy coffee, they would never have been able to survive now. In a few days, Ge Yuanchun's coffee inventory in the past few months had been consumed.

There was no other way, Ge Yuanchun could only take out the raw liquid extracted from the spirit plant and share it with everyone. No matter how precious the thing was, no one would value it.

Chen Song and Li Yanlong have rich experience in underwater operations because they were in Team 9. They are responsible for the deeper bed area. They use the classic dual-line carpet search, which is much more efficient than others.

Although they only met Wang Xin once, they had a good impression of this person of his age.

Except for these people, the remaining search and rescue personnel couldn't stand it anymore on the fifth day. Because of the long-term use of spiritual energy, many people suffered from fainting. There was no way but to go back one after another. Recuperate.

Ge Yuanchun could only express his understanding for the gradual evacuation of these people.

Rashomon is not like ordinary sects. They actually have their own lives, and being able to help them in critical moments is considered to be the most benevolent thing.

Moreover, the high-intensity search and rescue for several consecutive days was too much for even Ge Yuanchun, who was strong in the Liao Realm, let alone those ancient warriors with lower cultivation levels than him.

The Ninth Team of Tanhai was okay, being directly led and dispatched by him, but seeing all the team members exhausted, Ge Yuanchun couldn't bear it.

The work under the sea is no different than on land. Any work requires hundreds of times of hard work and sweat. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of death.

Dai Xingyue looked at the deep sea in front of him, feeling despair in his heart for the first time.

The sea water was pitch black, like a wild beast dormant in the night sky, and everything seemed so insignificant in front of it.

That sense of suffocation filled his brain, making Dai Xingyue feel a great sense of powerlessness.

She was floating in the water, her eyes in a trance...

"Are you still alive?..."

"Or...dead?"

"If you are still alive, why...don't you come back to see me..."

"Did you really...leave me like this..."

Apart from these, Dai Xingyue had no other thoughts in his mind.

Until now, she still couldn't believe that Wang Xin was dead.

But eight days had passed. Even an ancient warrior in normal condition would never be able to persist in the deep sea for so long without food supplements, let alone Wang Xin who was in a coma.

The cold sea water brushed against my cheeks, taking away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

Chai Hao saw something was wrong with her in the corner, so he swam over quickly, stood in front of her and checked hurriedly. Unfortunately, he was a mimic and could not transmit sounds with spiritual consciousness, so he could only wave his hands constantly, trying to attract Dai Xingyue's attention. .

But Dai Xingyue's eyes remained dull, and his eyes passed directly through Chai Hao's body, ignoring him.

Chai Hao had no choice but to grab Xiaoyue's shoulders and shake her hard.

"Sister Xiaoyue, don't scare me, what's wrong with you?!"

It was only then that Dai Xingyue slowly woke up and her mind returned to normal. She shook her head gently to indicate that she was fine.

At this moment, she knew it was time to give up.

In fact, everyone has been searching hard for so long. Everyone knows whether Wang Xin is dead or alive, but no one is willing to admit it.

So now that the outcome has been decided, why bother dragging everyone along to suffer the consequences?

Dai Xingyue gently wiped the corners of his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness transmitted to everyone: "Everyone..."

"Everyone, please go back."

When Chen Naiyi heard this, she couldn't help but choked up and said, "Xiao Yue, do we really want to give up?"

Although she is usually carefree, she is also the worst at controlling her emotions.

Chen Song and Li Yanlong came around without saying a word, their expressions full of regret.

During this period of contact, everyone regarded Wang Xin as a good friend.

Although Chai Hao couldn't hear Dai Xingyue's voice transmission, he could tell what was going on from the expressions of others. The young man didn't say anything, but in his heart he was sending greetings to the Mimicry Alliance.

Dai Xingyue sighed softly, and then nodded towards everyone: "Everyone, please go back. You have been suffering these past few days, and there is no point in continuing like this. I will handle Wang Xin's funeral affairs."

As soon as this was said, there was a brief silence.

Ge Yuanchun also swam over and said word by word: "Don't worry, everyone, I will help him seek justice for Wang Xin's death."

From the first time he met Wang Xin, he had the intention of accepting a disciple, but he never revealed it.

The ancient martial arts lineage pays the most attention to inheritance.

It was not easy to find such a young man who was satisfactory in every aspect, but before he could become a disciple, he disappeared.

How could he just give up?