Chapter 257: Human Overclock

Ten minutes—this far exceeds the normal human limit for breath-holding.

Especially when the person is moving; for most, two minutes is already the limit, and reaching ten minutes is nearly impossible.

But Qin Yun showed no signs of strain whatsoever—calm, unhurried, moving quickly yet methodically, making one wonder if he had truly run out of oxygen.

Otherwise, how could he remain so composed?

Yet everyone knew it was impossible—he had even discarded his oxygen tank outright; there was no room for deception.

Qin Yun himself felt his current state was fine, but he had already reached his maximum speed; carrying Fabio's body any faster was unlikely. In ten minutes, he had covered little distance.

For some reason, the underwater currents here had suddenly increased in number.

As for not abandoning Fabio's body, it was because he still had room to spare—if it became truly impossible, he would have let go.

At this point, following the route back, Qin Yun could already see the guide rope hanging from the rock wall; in terms of direction, he was progressing smoothly. The bonus from his spatial memory skill far exceeded netizens' imagination.

To viewers, Qin Yun found his way back effortlessly—his memory, as he claimed, was truly exceptional.

But this kind of memory could no longer be called ordinary.

This spatial reconstruction ability allowed him to return even in complete darkness with his eyes closed, as if it were a glitch.

It has to be said that some of the system's awarded skills, though absurd, truly enhance capabilities inherent to the human body.

Time ticked on, then suddenly another current surged from the side, sweeping Fabio's body and dragging Qin Yun backward five or four meters before stopping.

He stabilized his body, grabbed a stalagmite with his left hand, waited for the current to pass, then continued forward.

13 minutes… 14 minutes… 15 minutes…

Netizens in the live stream were awestruck.

"Damn, is Qin Ye even human?"

"This is insane—fifteen minutes breath-holding? Is he even human?"

"Not bad—check the world record, it's 24 minutes."

"But that's static breath-holding—completely different. Qin Yun is moving; halving the time is already insane."

"Anything happening to Qin Ye is unsurprising."

Following the guide rope, Qin Yun passed through stalactites, inching forward; the depth gauge now showed only 23 meters—vertically, he could easily surface. But here, he still had over two hundred meters to the cave entrance.

As time passed, he began to feel bodily abnormalities—his breath was nearly exhausted.

"Looks like it's time to try this skill."

A thought flashed through Qin Yun's mind.

But he did not activate it immediately—he continued toward the cave entrance.

As time neared twenty minutes, his limits became increasingly obvious; finally, his entire brain began to blur.

"Open!"

He roared inwardly—and instantly, inside him, like gunpowder meeting a spark, it exploded!

This explosion shattered all his human limits in an instant.

At that moment, his strength, reaction, even his thoughts were elevated; his body, previously at its limit, was instantly relieved.

The agony of suffocation vanished the moment the Overclock skill activated; his entire state returned to one of effortless control.

"Holy shit, I really doubt Qin Ye is human—over twenty minutes? How is that possible?"

"+1!"

"Agreed!"

"Incredible, this is insane."

"Jesus, unbelievable."

"Amazing!"

Domestically and abroad, across four live streams, countless exclamations flooded the comments and danmaku; gifts, needless to say, had never stopped since Qin Yun discarded his oxygen tank—his short-term earnings surpassed what others earned in a lifetime.

Some were envious, some jealous—but these trivial remarks were drowned out by Qin Yun's fans, never even getting a chance to surface.

10 meters… 8 meters… 4 meters… 2 meters…

As the depth gauge ticked, Qin Yun finally entered the waterway of the underground river's entrance; he pushed Fabio's body ahead while following behind, still calm and unhurried, feeling no trace of suffocation.

The time had now reached twenty-five minutes—shattering the world record for static breath-holding underwater.

Some claimed that if Qin Ye were to hold his breath statically, his time might reach thirty-five minutes—far beyond the reach of ordinary humans.

At the cave entrance, two drones had already surfaced from the water; Su Huan exhaled slightly, thinking to herself she'd make him pay when they returned to the hotel.

A while later, the first thing to break the water's surface was the corpse, covered in dark moss; staff members lifted it out and placed it aside, then a figure burst upward with a splash.

Cameras waiting outside captured the moment; all staff immediately burst into applause, overwhelmed with emotion.

Not just them—the viewers in the live stream were equally frenzied, some even smashing tables.

Comments flooded the screen at lightning speed, gifts dancing across the frame, expressing everyone's emotions.

Qin Yun gripped the edge of the pool, pushed hard, and climbed out; he reached up, removed his mask, and a body flung itself into his arms.

Looking down at Su Huan, Qin Yun smiled faintly and patted her back.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"You're such a pain—you scared me to death."

Su Huan no longer cared about the cameras; she had been terrified.

Netizens in the live stream laughed loudly.

"Qin Ye is so lucky—I'm jealous."

"Heh, next time I find a girlfriend, I'll follow Su's standard."

"You'll probably stay single your whole life."

"I envy Qin Ye —and also Su the beauty."

After Su Huan released her embrace, Qin Yun turned to the camera, his face breaking into a relieved smile.

"Hello everyone, I'm Qin Yun, a temporary cave diving enthusiast."

"Today, I entered the underground river beneath the Leye Dashiwei sinkhole cluster in Guangxi, challenging the 350-meter cave diving record. Along the way, I encountered strong currents, silt, blind fish, water snakes; the guide rope snapped, the cave collapsed, I got stuck in rock crevices, and I encountered Fabio Rossi, the late Italian cave diving master who died here."

"Though the journey was tortuous and fraught with hardship—even my breathing apparatus failed—I ultimately had to rely solely on my own breath-holding to complete the final stretch. Fortunately, I emerged alive and achieved my goal."

"It is now 4: 0 PM Beijing time, July 3rd. I spent over six hours underwater. Thank you all for your company—it's time to say goodbye. Finally, thank my sponsors: DJI, Red Bull, Casio, and RT, Luxfer…"

"Alright, that's it for this live stream. Thank you all for your gifts. Thanks, bye!"

As Qin Yun finished speaking, staff immediately cut the feed to the outside landscape.

"Qin Ye, awesome, so awesome."

Wei Heng and Lu Sicheng walked over, feeling the money was well spent; though the journey was perilous, the outcome was good.

Qin Yun smiled: "It was a bit risky."

After a few pleasantries, Qin Yun glanced into the sinkhole: "I'll leave the cleanup to you all—I'm tired and need to return to the hotel to rest. Thank you."

"That's no problem, Qin Ye, the car is already waiting outside. Let's meet again tomorrow—I'll treat you."

"Hahaha, no way, I'm treating you all—every one of you brothers must come, I'll give each of you a red envelope."

Staff all said Qin Ye was too generous, but their expressions were beaming.

Leaving the Dashiwei sinkhole, Qin Yun and Su Huan got into Wei Heng's car—and Qin Yun collapsed entirely.

The aftereffects of the Overclock skill began to violently backlash.

At this moment, his body felt as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at him—waves of pain surged relentlessly against his cerebral cortex.

Su Huan immediately sensed his abnormality.

"Husband, what's wrong?"

Qin Yun waved his hand, forcing a weak smile: "Nothing, back to the hotel, sleep it off—I'm just exhausted."

The moment he finished speaking, Qin Yun passed out—or rather, fainted.

Before losing consciousness, he developed a deep aversion to the Overclock skill—he would never use it again unless facing death; the aftereffects were too severe. Even his own physical condition couldn't withstand it.