Chapter 116: Deep Sea Ambush

"Suddenly disappeared?"

Lin Qing was somewhat confused.

But he recalled Zhao Jiayi once saying she possessed a special ability, though using it consumed a great deal of energy and required a long recovery period after each use.

Perhaps she had used that ability?

"You seem a bit exhausted."

Lin Qing sized up Zhao Jiayi. "Does it consume a lot?"

【6】 "Better than before; previously, I had to overdraw my energy." Zhao Jiayi rubbed her brow and said, "Anyway, I won't be able to use it again for about half a month."

"It's a bit better than before; before, I had to overdraw to use it." Zhao Jiayi rubbed her brow and said, "Anyway, I won't be able to use it again for about half a month."

"Not needed for now." Lin Qing nodded slightly.

He immediately looked at the two invisible contact lenses and transparent gloves floating in the air, a faint smile curling his lips: "Now it's much more convenient."

The next day, on an airport island near the Cayman Trench.

A tall white man strolled along the seaside beach, gazing out at the boundless ocean, and pulled a silver-white alloy bottle from his pocket.

On the bottle, a faint, cyan-colored cross-shaped mark shimmered in and out of view.

"Hmm... this should be the right direction."

He murmured, his right arm slowly swelling, while cyan light suddenly flared in his eyes.

In the next instant, his arm whipped out like a long vine, hurling the alloy bottle from his hand.

The small alloy bottle instantly tore through the sound barrier, flying through the air at several times the speed of sound, vanishing in an instant.

"About right."

He gazed in that direction as his right arm returned to normal. "This position should work."

At that moment, footsteps echoed from behind.

"Ferodall."

A young woman with blonde hair and blue eyes approached, smiling. "The submarine from the Broken Tablet Prison is arriving; the team leader has ordered us to assemble."

"Great, darling." The white man spoke with an authentic London accent, a playful smile on his face as he walked over.

Seven thousand five hundred meters beneath the sea, the massive Broken Tablet Prison stood on the pitch-black seabed.

Late at night.

Inside Cell One of Zone A, Brock lounged lazily on a sofa, a voluptuous female prisoner sitting on his lap. She had pointed ears, vertical pupils, and skin so pale it was blinding; nearly half her body sank into Brock's fat.

She paid it no mind, smiling brightly as she fed Brock piece after piece of chocolate.

"My lord Brock, once you leave the prison in a few days, what will become of me alone? Why not take me with you?"

The female prisoner writhed, coquettishly acting spoiled. "I can still serve you well; surely you wouldn't let those lowly Earth natives defile your noble body? Look, I even specially learned the most common English and Chinese of Earth natives for your sake. Please help me."

"Aelos, you've learned the language of Earth natives; have you learned one particular phrase?" Brock glanced at her with a smile.

"What?" the female prisoner asked, her smile still seductive.

"One must know one's place, understand?"

Brock spoke with a faint smile: "You think your Galactic Tongue is pure, yet you can never hide the vulgar accent of a lower civilization that hasn't yet spread the Galactic Tongue. In my eyes, you are as lowly as the excrement of a Carro beast."

The female prisoner's slender body stiffened; she forced a smile. "Brock... my lord?"

"Your homeland, a weak civilization just entering the stars, has such lowly bloodlines. That you can serve me is already your honor." Brock sneered. "You dare make demands of me? Who gave you the audacity?"

The female prisoner trembled slightly. "My lord, I merely..."

Brock spoke indifferently: "You smuggled yourself onto Earth and tortured and killed so many Earth natives simply because you heard those rumors about Earth on the Second Cosmic Network, didn't you?"

He glanced at her mockingly. "Even if opportunities truly exist on Earth, people from such a despicable civilization like you have no right to touch them. Do you hear me?"

"... Yes." The female prisoner lowered her head, her voice trembling.

Even though both were Gene Awakened, Brock was far stronger than her; he not only mastered several combat techniques but even possessed a fourth-level Gene Ability!

Her homeland's civilization could not achieve fourth-level Gene Optimization.

If not for the need to break through on Earth starting from a low level, and having been injected with a Life Suppressor, the other party would have long ago crushed her by countless layers on the path of evolution.

"However, since you are so skilled at seduction and serving others, you are still somewhat useful."

Brock picked up a piece of chocolate and ate it leisurely. "After I get out, the Earth native who is taking my place in prison—you must do whatever it takes to bewitch him. Best make him unwilling to leave you, willing to be your dog, and content to stay in this prison for your sake... You should be very good at these things, aren't you?"

The female prisoner forced a smile. "My lord Brock, I will do my best..."

Just then—

"Vrrrm—"

The prison's heavy alloy door suddenly slid open slowly.

Brock turned his head to look.

He saw a white man in a patrol uniform walking in from outside the cell.

"Baiyue?"

Brock seemed to recognize the other man. "It's not time for the Zone C inspection yet, is it? Why are you back so soon?"

"Mr. Brock, something has happened."

The white man walked forward step by step, speaking in a low voice: "The headquarters of the Patrol has already noticed the prisoner swap. They might soon trace it to this prison. Mr. Brock, who else knows about this? We must confirm their status."

Brock frowned slightly and shook his head. "At most, they know I'm swapping someone, but no one knows the specific list."

"Then I am relieved."

The white man nodded slightly, as if breathing a sigh of relief.

"Relieved?" Brock frowned at him. "Relieved about what?"

The white man stopped in place, his lips slowly curling upward: "Of course..."

In an instant, a pale green light suddenly appeared.

The white-skinned man transformed entirely into a streak of terrifying speed, carving a pale green trajectory, and instantly appeared behind Brock.

Then, accompanied by a flash of pale green light, a long blade, black with a hint of pale green luster, suddenly materialized in his hand.

"Die!"

At the same time, a streak of pale green erupted from his pupils; his muscles swelled, and faint sparks of electricity flickered, pushing his speed to its absolute limit in an instant!

The black blade shadow already slashed horizontally toward Brock's neck! "Hmm?"

The moment Brock reacted, his eyes turned instantly cold; power surged and exploded within his body, burning away all his fat, turning his skin blood-red in an instant.

His greatest specialty was defense! Especially against blunt attacks; with his defensive power, he was confident that most Gene Awakeners could not break through!

However—

"Swish!"

That line of black blade shadow was like a knife cutting into cheese; it met only a slight resistance before slicing through his skin and flesh inch by inch, severing his neck completely.

This strike was simply too fast and too deep; the blade tip sliced open half of the beautiful head of the female prisoner sitting on his legs. As Brock's head rolled away, a foot kicked out fiercely; accompanied by an invisible force explosion, it instantly blew his head to pieces against the wall.

"Lin Qing."

Chen Guang's voice rang in his mind: "The death signals for both of them have been sent; watch the time."

Lin Qing sheathed the long blade in his hand, immediately rushed out of this cell, and heard the sharp alarm already blaring inside the prison; the gates of all passages had completely closed.

At the same time, drones carrying the prison suppression system flew over at high speed.

The intelligent alarm system naturally reacted first.

Within twenty seconds, the patrol team on the first floor of the prison would arrive.

Within thirty seconds, the patrol teams on the second and third floors would also arrive.

And after leaving the prison, there was only five seconds to escape; otherwise, the special submarine 'Deep Sea Guardian,' skilled in underwater combat, would surround him.

"Hah!"

Lin Qing's speed had now reached the speed of sound; with just two flashes on the first floor of the prison and one flexible turn, he arrived before the first sealed alloy gate.

He casually threw out two prepared gravel stones to shatter the surveillance cameras, then drew the black long blade and slashed, splitting this gate open.

Then the second gate, the third gate...

Only two seconds after the alarm sounded, Lin Qing had slashed open four gates in one breath, arriving at the elevator platform at the prison exit.

Then, he dove straight into the vast deep sea.

In an instant, the cold seawater had already engulfed him; the terrifying water pressure of the deep sea acted upon his body, but now his muscles swelled, and his Zizai Body began to transform, forming a body structure suitable for deep-sea survival, hard on the outside and soft on the inside.

At the same time, the Starry Sky Battle Armor on his body surface also began to help maintain life activities; even without breathing, it was no problem.

Within a short time, this pressure had no effect on him anymore.

"The Deep Sea Guardian will arrive in five seconds; the nearby surveillance has also been blocked for you." Chen Guang's reminder voice rang in Lin Qing's mind.

Lin Qing floated in the silent, pitch-black deep sea, arms spread wide, eyes tightly shut, silently sensing the distant coordinates.

At this moment, the energy within his body, replenished by the Black Nest No. 16 taken in advance, had already rapidly recovered to more than half.

"Flash Light! Return!"

Lin Qing's entire body erupted with pale green light, instantly transforming into a streak of terrifying speed, vanishing from the spot, and shooting toward the sea surface.

In less than half a second, this incredible streak of light had already appeared on the sea surface more than ten kilometers away.

The light dissipated.

Lin Qing reached out and grabbed an item drifting on the sea surface.

It was a silver metal bottle; on the bottle's surface, a pale green cross mark was visible—the Sky Track Coordinates.

"Haha..."

Lin Qing smiled, immediately grabbing this bottle. "It really works."

This was the combined usage of Flash Light and Sky Track Coordinates.

Under the guidance of the Sky Track Coordinates, moving along the invisible Sky Track, Flash Light, once transformed into an energy state, would become even more stable; as long as the distance did not exceed thirty kilometers, it could maintain Flash Light and traverse directly to the location of the Sky Track Coordinates in one breath.

This move was called 'Return to Coordinates.'

It could be said to be an extremely overpowered escape method, but the conditions were quite strict; one must excavate the core ability Flash Light and also excavate the fourth-level Sky Track Coordinates to achieve it.

Otherwise, pure Flash Light could last for no more than 0.001 seconds; no matter how fast, one could not run very far.

And pure Sky Track Coordinates attraction, even if the distance was far enough, moving along the invisible Sky Track, the speed could not be this fast; at most, it would only accelerate by one or two times.

Combining the two was simply incredible.

"Time to go back."

After grabbing this bottle, which had the Sky Track Coordinates carved in advance, Lin Qing dove back into the water.

At the same time, a flash of pale green light appeared, and a black cone, about one meter long and sixty centimeters in diameter, faintly glowing with a pale green luster, appeared before his eyes; inside the cone were two handles.

This was something he had specially made using super-material; it weighed only a few hundred grams and was specifically designed for underwater stealth.

Although the remaining energy was not much, the Black Nest No. 16 was still continuously replenishing, and now he did not need to consume too much energy.

"Go."

Lin Qing grabbed the two handles inside the cone, dove his upper body into the cone, and simultaneously sensed another, even more distant Sky Track Coordinates.

Then, driven by his Zizai Body, his legs became flexible and flat; at the same time, the Starry Sky Battle Armor transformed into a fish-tail shape.

"Whoosh!"

He vigorously thrashed his fish tail, following the attraction of that distant Sky Track Coordinates, as if moving along an invisible Sky Track, and began to speed forward at an astonishing rate, one hundred and fifty meters underwater.

A streamlined upper body, combined with legs transformed into a fish-tail shape as propulsion.

At this moment, his underwater stealth speed already exceeded three hundred meters per second! Even if fish or reefs blocked the way ahead, he could pierce straight through them with this incredibly sharp cone! He only needed to follow Chen Guang's reminder and avoid a few larger islands.

At other times, there was no need to worry; he only needed to keep moving forward along the attraction of the Sky Track Coordinates.

At a speed of over a thousand kilometers per hour, returning to the Patrol Headquarters more than two thousand kilometers away was just a matter of two or three hours.

"The Sky Track coordinates combined with super-energy materials really are handy. If paired with the 'Wings of the Firmament,' it would be even stronger."

Lin Qing swung his legs leisurely, not needing to use any ability, mainly relying on the invisible Sky Track attraction formed by the Sky Track coordinates.

At his current energy level, the maximum distance of the Sky Track formed by the Sky Track coordinates was roughly five thousand four hundred plus kilometers.

Any farther, and at most he could sense the direction of the Sky Track coordinates, but there would be no attraction.

"Lin Qing, the Stele Prison side has already discovered Burke's corpse."

Chenguang's voice rang out in his mind. "The surveillance system also discovered the identity you were disguised as, but they don't know what method you used to break through the door."

"Let them guess slowly. Even if they investigate, they'll only find it's a matter between the extraterrestrial lords."

Lin Qing's lips curved slightly. "After all, a stowaway from an extraterrestrial civilization possessing such a weapon is perfectly normal, isn't it?"

He felt the energy within his body gradually recovering to fullness and accelerated once more.

At this point, he was already over a hundred kilometers away from Stele Prison.

Just two hours later.

Before the deep night had faded, Lin Qing had already returned to the island where the Patrol Headquarters was located. After landing at a concealed spot he had scouted in advance, he shook off the moisture on his body, changed into a fresh outfit, and only then slipped quietly toward the apartment.

"Lin Qing, you're back?"

Zhao Jiayi had clearly received the notification Chenguang had sent. Her voice also came through the psychic link: "Did it go smoothly?"

"Of course." Lin Qing gave a faint smile. "Help me keep an eye on the situation along the way. If there's anyone around, give me a heads-up."

"Okay~"

With Chenguang's intervention, the surveillance cameras along the route failed to capture him, and occasionally there was also psychic interference.

Soon, Lin Qing was back inside the apartment.

Apart from Zhao Jiayi, no one knew he had stepped out today.

(End of Chapter)