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Li Haotian smashed open the hatch with a punch and looked down at the tangled purple slime in the engine room.

Those things looked like a charred rubber band, clinging tightly to the engine's piston rod, making a hissing, corrosive sound.

The purple lights flickered in the cramped cockpit, casting Li Haotian's long, distorted shadow on the cabin wall.

The hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out from the cracks in the ship's planks, carrying a resentment that seemed to freeze the air itself.

"Li...Hao...Tian...stay...away..."

Li Haotian smirked and pulled a sparking red wire from the damaged center console.

He pressed the wire end directly onto the wriggling purple slime, and his golden-red internal energy exploded violently along with the current.

"Screw you, is your tape recorder stuck on a cassette?"

Sparks flew as the purple slime scalded into a black, charred mass, emitting the smell of expired sea urchin.

The thick, panting sound from the bottom of the boat abruptly stopped, and the engine emitted a muffled roar before resuming its rhythmic vibrations.

Li Haotian dusted off his hands and turned to look at the passenger seat.

Lin Mo stared at the shattered orange juice bottle on the ground, muttering to himself, "The syrup's gone."

"So what if you ran away? I'll buy you a case when we get ashore."

Li Haotian sat back in the main seat, gripped the almost broken control lever with his right hand, and pushed it all the way down.

The plasma thruster at the bottom of the yacht emitted a pale blue tail flame nearly ten meters long, instantly evaporating the surrounding seawater.

Behind them, the once magnificent abyssal island was collapsing and dissolving rapidly, like a piece of rock candy thrown into warm water.

Giant waves, carrying steel fragments, tossed the approaching Zhao family helicopter around like a kite.

Li Haotian glanced in the rearview mirror and saw several armed boats bearing the Zhao family's flag being sucked into a huge whirlpool on the sea.

He snorted coldly, slammed on the gas pedal, and the bow of the yacht rose high, leaving a straight white line on the sea.

"Big Pillar, the coordinates are stable, but your speed is now exceeding the limit!"

Su Wan's voice, coming through the headset, carried the excitement of escaping death as she typed rapidly on the keyboard.

"This dilapidated ship has no instrument panel, so exceeding the standard is pointless."

Li Haotian steered the ship with one hand, took out a soaking wet cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, but didn't light it.

"The island sank quite cleanly; not even a piece of sheet metal remained."

He looked out the windshield at the horizon, where the dark night was being pierced by the neon lights of Donghai City in the distance.

Lin Mo suddenly turned his head, pointed at the giant mushroom cloud behind him that was gradually shrinking, and his eyes widened.

"Haotian, that big ball has cracked."

Li Haotian glanced back and discovered that a faint purple light was shining from the center of the sunken island.

The purple light shimmered like a venomous sore in the night, carrying a nauseating frequency.

Su Wan noticed the abnormal data on the other end and exclaimed, "Brother Dazhu! There's a strong mental fluctuation coming from the core ruins!"

"That old man still won't give up?"

Before Li Haotian finished speaking, the purple light suddenly stretched across the sea surface, like a thin purple lightning bolt, speeding towards the surface.

This thing was much faster than the yacht, and it caught up with the stern in the blink of an eye.

The purple lightning traced a strange arc high in the sky, like a living venomous snake, and precisely burrowed into the cockpit.

It bypassed Li Haotian's shoulder, carrying a chilling aura with the scent of rotten lilies, and went straight for Lin Mo's brow.

That was a soul curse formed by the "boss" before he was completely destroyed, a curse imbued with his lifelong resentment and viral genes.

Just a tiny bit of it can completely collapse the host's mental consciousness, turning them into a drooling, mindless zombie.

The purple light transformed in the air into an extremely distorted ghost face, opening its gaping mouth and emitting a silent roar.

"Die... die, all of you..."

Li Haotian's right hand suddenly reached out, his five fingers glowing with golden-red fire, attempting to intercept in mid-air.

But the purple light, like a phantom without substance, actually pierced through his palm and was less than three centimeters away from Lin Mo.

Li Haotian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his left hand had already reached for the bronze dagger on his back.

Lin Mo stopped picking at her fingers at that moment. She slowly raised her head and met the purple ghost face.

She didn't dodge or scream; she just stared at the ball of light and unconsciously let out a small yawn.

"Slurp—"

Under Li Haotian's shocked gaze, Lin Mo took a deep breath, as if he were eating a noodle that was too hot.

The purple curse, containing destructive power, was forcibly stretched into a thin thread in mid-air.

It was sucked in by Lin Mo's pink little mouth, leaving not a single spark.

The purple light in the driver's cab went out instantly, leaving only the pitiful blue light flickering on the instrument panel.

Lin Mo smacked her lips, swallowed what was in her mouth, and her originally fair face instantly scrunched up.

"vomit--"

She stuck out her tongue and looked at Li Haotian with a bitter expression.

"Haotian, this tastes wrong."

Li Haotian stood frozen in his seat, his hand holding the dagger suspended in mid-air, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

He stared at Lin Mo's face for a long time and found that apart from a slightly disgusted expression, there was nothing wrong with her body.

Those purple pupils were even brighter than before, and the lily pattern inside them spun rapidly.

"Something's not right?"

Li Haotian finally found his voice and reached out to touch Lin Mo's forehead. Fortunately, it wasn't hot.

Lin Mo covered his stomach with both hands, his expression somewhat conflicted, as if he was savoring the "snack" from earlier.

"It's bitter, extremely bitter, so bitter it hurts your throat."

She sniffed hard again and looked out the window at the dark sea.

"It feels like a bitter melon that's rotten in the refrigerator and has even gone moldy."

Lin Mo seriously commented, "Haotian, I think this thing is expired; it doesn't taste good at all."

After hearing this, Li Haotian couldn't help but laugh, and his tense shoulders completely relaxed.

He threw the damp cigarette at his feet, then vigorously ruffled Lin Mo's hair with his large hand, making it a mess.

"Nonsense, that old man has harbored resentment for thirty years, how could he not get moldy?"

He looked back ahead; the yacht was as stable in the giant waves as if it were on a sofa in his own living room.

"Don't eat expired food in the future, or you'll get an upset stomach."

Lin Mo nodded obediently, leaned her head back in the chair, and narrowed her purple eyes slightly, as if she was a little sleepy.

"I'd like to eat braised pork, the hot kind."

"Alright, once we reach the shore, I'll find you the best chefs in Donghai City, so you can eat meat every meal."

As Li Haotian spoke, he began operating the control panel.

He straightened the monitor he had smashed, and Su Wan's face reappeared in the corner of the screen.

"Brother Dazhu, what did you just do? Why did that S-level mental fluctuation suddenly disappear?"

Su Wan rubbed her eyes, staring at the straight line on the screen, her face showing an expression of utter disbelief.

"It's nothing, the family member just accidentally ate some spoiled snacks."

Li Haotian gave a perfunctory reply, then seemed to remember something, and his expression darkened.

"You just said you received a signal in the Arctic Circle? Is it possible to find out who answered it?"

Su Wan shook her head, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

"No, those are high-frequency pulses unique to the Mirror Civilization, and only their own terminals can decrypt them."

"However, I tracked down to the very last moment the signal was sent, and it contained a series of coordinates."

Su Wan paused for a few seconds, then projected a satellite map onto the main screen.

"The coordinates point to 30 nautical miles southeast of Donghai City, where there is an abandoned oil drilling platform."

Li Haotian squinted at the red dot on the map.

"The pioneers are all dead, who's still watching?"

"I don't know, but just now three of the Zhao family's reconnaissance planes flew in that direction."

Su Wan lowered her voice: "The Zhao family might be playing a double-cross. They want to take away the pioneers' last legacy before the military intervenes."

Li Haotian stared at the layers of waves on the sea and sneered.

"Zhao Wuji's appetite is getting bigger and bigger; he even wants to scrape the bottom of the pot."

He turned to look at Lin Mo, who had already closed his eyes and was snoring softly.

Lin Mo exuded a faint fragrance, completely washing away the stench from before.

But Li Haotian could sense that the power within Lin Mo's body was undergoing subtle changes due to the "expired curse" from earlier.

Her shadow on the floor of the driver's cab was growing larger with each breath, and fine, downy filaments were even growing from its edges.

"Brother Dazhu, the Zhao family's speedboat is catching up, about two kilometers behind you!"

Su Wan's warning interrupted Li Haotian's thoughts.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Li Haotian indeed saw several glaring searchlights on the sea.

The speedboats, like a group of sharks that had smelled blood, swarmed around in a fan shape.

The sound from the loudspeaker was somewhat intermittent amidst the roar of the huge waves.

"Boats ahead, please stop immediately! We are the Zhao Family Special Task Force! Please cooperate with our investigation!"

Li Haotian pursed his lips, reached into the spark plug of the center console, and twisted the two emergency cables hard.

"Su Wan, tell Chen Dong to seal off the Zhao family's receiving port for me."

"Also, have him send a helicopter with extra braised pork, to be delivered before the ship docks."

Su Wan was taken aback: "Huh? Shouldn't we be discussing how to escape now?"

Li Haotian suddenly pulled the control stick, and the yacht completed an extremely difficult drift on the sea.

Two massive walls of waves surged up from both sides of the ship, slamming the two leading Zhao family speedboats into the sea.

"I've been fighting all day, can't I even have a decent meal?"

The yacht's engine let out a beastly roar, and its exhaust flame changed from blue to a dazzling golden-red.

The small white boat seemed to be flying close to the sea, carving an unhealable wound in the black sea curtain.

The Zhao family's pursuers cursed and fired from behind, bullets landing in the sea and splashing up tiny sprays of water.

But in Li Haotian's eyes, these people were already dead trash.

His biggest worry right now is whether the "expired" thing in Lin Mo's stomach will actually give her diarrhea.

Furthermore, what kind of being did that signal sent towards the Arctic Circle awaken?

Moonlight spilled onto the dark sea, and the yacht, like a lone bird, sped towards the brightly lit Donghai City.

The waves crashed against the hull, sounding like someone sighing in despair from the abyss.

Li Haotian stared at the oil drilling platform shrouded in mist ahead, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

He knew that he probably wouldn't be able to eat this meal anytime soon.

Lin Mo twitched his nose in his sleep, as if he had smelled some kind of fragrance, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Far beneath the ice cap of the Arctic Circle lies a steel cabin that has slept for countless years.

The moment the garbled signal was received, a red indicator light slowly lit up, signifying activation.

On the hatch, a blurry icon resembling a lily emitted a faint, cold light.

The ship still had no air conditioning, and the sea breeze made Li Haotian a little irritable, so he casually turned off the alarm in his headset.

"What's all the fuss about? Even if the sky falls, we still have to eat first."

Li Haotian muttered something, and the yacht accelerated again, disappearing into the vast night.