From the other end of the communicator came Shen Lan's extremely exasperated voice: "What the hell started up again?"

The incision on the professor's arm hadn't fully closed, and that little red dot was still flashing at its inherent frequency. At this critical moment, it was like some kind of death omen, making it a bit difficult to breathe just looking at it, and adrenaline surged wildly following that frequency.

Dennis sat anxiously in the passenger seat, not caring that there were cars following behind. Since those people didn't intend to conceal themselves, he didn't need to be so accommodating either.

He turned his whole body around in the speeding convertible, lying in the gap between the two seats, and grabbed the professor's hand, pulling it towards himself, asking anxiously, "What exactly is that thing?"

The professor pointed to the crook of his arm. Dennis stared at it for a few seconds, almost making himself carsick, and finally saw that faintly glowing red dot. The hair on his body instantly stood on end in alarm.

"Turning, sit properly. If you get thrown out I won't stop the car. Besides, it's easier to get carsick when mentally tense." Gerald seemed to always have that deadpan face, his tone flat without any inflection.

Dennis put down the professor's hand, shrank back into his own seat, adjusted his seat belt, and pressed his chest, suppressing that near-carsick feeling. Dennis then squeezed out a sentence from his throat, "Professor, what is that red dot? Flashing on and off, it looks like a countdown on a bomb, giving me the creeps."

The professor shook his head without responding. Instead, Gerald spoke in a calm tone, "It is a bomb."

Hearing this, not only the timid Dennis, but also Xia Chuan and Shen Lan who were busy escaping on the other end of the communicator were startled.

"What the hell? Where did the bomb come from?" Shen Lan shouted on the other end.

Immediately following, Xia Chuan said in a tense voice, "He's caught up again, hurry!"

The news from both ends of the communicator was not good.

The professor finally released his hand that was pinching his brow, glanced at the watch on his left wrist, and said, "It's not a bomb in the traditional sense. It's a kind of encryption device that comes with the information device implanted in the body."

Hearing this on the other end of the communicator, Shen Lan cursed, "This company is shameless to the extreme." He was probably disgusted by this measure that didn't treat people as human.

"Because the company values concealment, whenever trouble arises, they hope to resolve it through various devices without the company personnel getting involved. It's been like this for many years," the professor said.

"How does this encryption work?" Dennis had completely forgotten, and even though he had persistently joined midway, he still couldn't remember the specifics, only vaguely following up with questions.

"Simply put, like the information device, it's a self-destruct means controlled by the main system," the professor said with a pale face.

"When someone poses a threat to the company beyond their controllable scope, they will activate this device. Once activated, within a certain time, it will rapidly react through the implanted device to generate a large amount of bubbles in the human blood vessels. With the beating of the heart, foam will form, causing blockage, ultimately leading to total heart failure.

"I calculated that from activation to starting to generate bubbles, it takes five minutes and twenty seconds in total. Death occurs within ten minutes. When this device is activated, the person won't feel anything at all. I specifically hid a prompt device here, otherwise one wouldn't even know when they activated it."

It really wasn't much different from a bomb. Dennis said with a look of horror, "Then what should we do? Is there no way to stop it?"

"There is," Gerald said. "That's also the reason for meeting at the bridge."

The professor nodded and said, "Going straight east from the bridge, traveling underwater, it directly connects to the company's underground experimental site. That's where the main system controlling all devices is located. Once that main system is shut down, all those implanted with devices will no longer be in danger.

"However, that main system is encased in an extremely sturdy protective shell. There is only one way to open the protective shell - simultaneously activating two bolts, but it requires immense strength. I did some calculations and the result is not something any normal person can have."

Dennis: "Fuck, so we can only watch helplessly? How is that any different from having no way?"

Xia Chuan on the other end finally responded, "There is a way. There are two here who aren't human."

Dennis: "..."

As they spoke, Xia Liang had once again caught up to Xia Chuan and Shen Lan from behind, getting extremely close. This time he seemed to have changed strategies, no longer trying to take out both of them at the same time, but planning to defeat them one by one.

Killing one was still one. The eight tentacles under him suddenly rose and attacked simultaneously, heading straight for Xia Chuan.

Xia Chuan felt the cold, slimy tip of the foremost tentacle touch the skin on the back of his neck, as if it would wrap around him entirely in the next second.

Eight tentacles, enough to bury him from head to toe. He didn't have Shen Lan's special physique. All the ways he differed from ordinary people came from some experimental traces left in Xia Liang's genes.

Probably within a few seconds, he would have all the bones in his body twisted and broken by the eight tentacles exerting force simultaneously.

At this critical juncture, Shen Lan shouted, "We're here!"

Xia Chuan only felt his vision blur for a moment as the direction of the large water currents suddenly changed, and the buoyancy he had long gotten used to subtly shifted.

The narrow river channel had come to an end at this crucial moment. They had finally entered the inland sea. The instant they entered the sea, Shen Lan couldn't wait to transform into the form of a Mosasaurus. The massive sea beast's strength and speed were instantly brought to their peak in this environment.

Xia Chuan swiftly raised his hand to grab onto Shen Lan's fin, then pulled Gardiner and Anyao's arms around his own neck one after another.

He felt surges of water rushing past him as the Mosasaurus sped through the sea like an arrow breaking through the waves.

"Until bubbles start forming..." The professor looked down at the watch on his left wrist in the car and said in a low voice, "Four and a half minutes."

Dennis' whole body shuddered. He said in a trembling voice, "Wait, isn't that person still crazy? How can we get him to cooperate in destroying that main system?"

In the communicator, the sound of flowing water never ceased, creating an effect similar to the sound of wind, which sounded extremely fast just by listening.

"We're on the bridge," Gerald said steadily.

This bridge was already at the outermost layer of the city, with much less traffic compared to the inner city. As soon as they got on the bridge, the few cars that had been following behind became conspicuous, as there were no longer any cars blocking the front.

The professor pressed the flat box in his breast pocket and asked the person on the other end of the communicator, "How far away are you? I have a syringe here that can be injected into the back of Xia Liang's head to unblock and wake him up."

There was no response from the other end of the communicator except for the sound of water.

The people in the car immediately frowned, and both Dennis and the professor were extremely nervous, stiffly waiting for a response from the other end without moving their necks.

"Four minutes and eight seconds left," the professor couldn't help but glance at his watch again.

The bridge was not long, and the convertible quickly reached the middle of the bridge. There happened to be very few passing vehicles, except for the few that had been relentlessly chasing them, and only two coming from the opposite direction into the city, with the one in front quickly whizzing past them.

Just as the professor felt that he was so nervous that he forgot to breathe, a huge splash suddenly came from under the bridge, and Xia Chuan's voice sounded in his ear at the same time, "Throw it down, Shen Lan has just caught him, hurry!"

The professor's heart suddenly dropped, and he hurriedly took out the flat box, raised his hand and was about to throw it under the bridge.

As a result, as soon as the flat box left his hand, there was a sudden "bang" of metal impact. The professor felt the car body suddenly tilt, and the strong inertia caused his entire body to leave the seat and be thrown out directly.

As if in slow motion, in horror, he saw himself suspended in the air and then falling rapidly, followed by the convertible sports car, as well as Gerald and Dennis in the car.

The private car that was coming from the opposite direction, which should have had nothing to do with them, had a dented front and was barely stopped at the edge of the bridge.

Xia Chuan's pupils in the water suddenly contracted, and he saw the three people and the car flip down from the bridge. He almost instinctively shouted, "Change your posture or you'll get hurt from the impact!"

After all, the professor was a bit older and couldn't react in time. His whole body slapped onto the sea surface and he immediately passed out. On the other hand, Gerald and Dennis, because they hadn't completely detached from the car, remained conscious.

"Seize the time!" Gerald shouted as he fell, reminding Xia Chuan to catch the flat box thrown down by the professor.

Of course, Xia Chuan did not forget. He aimed at the position of the flat box and swam over early, pulling the two unconscious people, catching it squarely.

"Give them to me!" Fortunately, Gerald was a doctor and also knew how to protect vital parts from injury at such a critical moment.

He and Dennis struggled to detach themselves from the car seat before the car sank, using the force of the car body to retrieve the two unconscious people from Xia Chuan's hands.

Xia Chuan, relieved of his burden, opened the flat box and turned to swim towards Xia Liang.

Who knew that Shen Lan and Xia Liang had already fought their way to the front. Although Shen Lan was not inferior to Xia Liang in strength, he was not crazy. He still had to take care not to hurt the other people in the water, and at the same time, he had to find a way to create an opportunity for Xia Chuan to quickly inject the syringe into Xia Liang's body.

But Xia Liang was different. Crazy people are always difficult to deal with, let alone such an extremely reckless person who attacks whoever he sees.

The most fatal thing was that this person's hands were exceptionally numerous.

Seeing more people, he became even more irritated to the extreme, going even crazier. While entangled with Shen Lan, he unhesitatingly slapped his remaining tentacles towards where Xia Chuan, Gerald, and Dennis were.

The convertible was smashed into scrap metal by his strike, almost unrecognizable from its original shape. Dennis immediately turned pale, and even Gerald's face changed color. Xia Chuan frowned, holding the syringe, trying to find a suitable opportunity while dodging.

As a result, one of Xia Liang's tentacles hidden under the water did not emerge and coil around them as they had imagined. Instead, it quietly wrapped around the wrecked car that was sinking into the deep sea.

By the time Xia Chuan reacted, he saw the sports car that had turned into a pile of scrap metal being lifted out of the water in an instant, and then smashed towards him, at a speed that he could not dodge at all. Xia Chuan subconsciously raised his hand to protect his head, and his entire arm was cut open by a sharp metal edge of the car, and blood immediately flowed out. The worst thing was that the numbing tendon on his hand was hit squarely, and with a loss of strength, the syringe dropped onto the water surface and was pushed far away by the rippling water.

Shen Lan, smelling the blood, instantly went berserk.

At the same time, the wrecked car that Xia Liang lifted again turned direction and smashed fiercely towards Gerald and the others.