A live stream that dramatically transformed a depressed schoolgirl shocked netizens across the count

On the black reefs on the distant shore, a girl in a floral dress suddenly knelt down into the gravel.

She was soaking wet, her ten fingers digging into her scalp, screaming madly at the sea.

"Help! Someone's been swept away! Save her! Please, please save her!"

The smile on Chen Lang's lips vanished abruptly.

One second he was joking with the live stream audience, and the next second someone ran right into the Grim Reaper's gun.

Shen Qingci subconsciously turned her head to look at him.

Her heart skipped a beat at just one glance.

The nonchalant wickedness in Chen Lang's eyes vanished completely, leaving only a chilling calmness.

That night, when he jumped sixty meters from the Jiangcheng Bridge, this was the look in his eyes.

He had this same look in his eyes when he drove his heavy truck against the natural disaster on the winding mountain road where mudslides were raging.

Without saying a word, Chen Lang took off and rushed towards the sea.

The heavy tactical boots made a dull thud on the cobblestones.

Shen Qingci followed closely behind him without the slightest hesitation.

The sea breeze violently filled her ear canals, tearing her long hair into a mess.

In just a few seconds, Chen Lang had already reached the edge of the shallows.

Eighty meters away, at the boundary of the deep water area, a striking yellow T-shirt is being dragged by the undercurrent into the depths of Erhai Lake.

The girl's struggles had become extremely weak; her head was submerged in the murky waves, leaving only her two hands desperately flailing on the surface of the water.

Five or six passersby had gathered on the shore.

Two of the muscular male tourists, wearing tight vests, got carried away and shouted as they were about to rush into the water.

"Back off! Don't fucking move!"

Chen Lang suddenly turned around, and his loud shout forcefully drowned out the roar of the waves.

The two burly men froze on the spot, turning around in astonishment.

"That's a rip current, and there are intersecting eddies underwater! Going down now would be suicide!"

Chen Lang's eyes were extremely cold.

The two burly men immediately felt a chill run down their spines, and they trembled as they pulled their feet back. Neither of them dared to move forward even half a step.

Shen Qingci stood behind him, her hands clenched tightly, her nails digging into her palms and drawing blood, but she was completely unaware of it.

He was saying that continuing would mean death, and he was speaking to ordinary people.

But isn't he himself made of flesh and blood?

Sensing extreme danger, the suspended ball in mid-air automatically switched to a high-altitude overhead shooting mode.

The system overlays a vector image of hydrological flow velocity onto the live stream in real time.

A dense array of dark blue and scarlet arrows intertwined beneath the water's surface, showcasing the terrifying pulling force beneath the surface.

The live stream chat exploded instantly.

[Holy crap! We just finished explaining rip currents and this happened?!]

[If Brother Lang hadn't yelled just now, those two guys would have lost three lives if they had charged down!]

[This current map is terrifying! That's the heart of the rip current; even professional rescue teams wouldn't dare venture into it!]

[Brother Lang, don't be impulsive! Going down into the current with such a strong current is just suicide!]

Chen Lang grabbed the zipper of the black windbreaker with one hand and pulled it down without hesitation.

His clothes slipped down his broad shoulders, revealing a tactical vest clinging to his torso.

He turned his head and casually took off the black titanium steel earring from his left ear.

He tucked the still-warm windbreaker, along with the earring, into Shen Qingci's arms.

Shen Qingci's fingers instantly tightened, gripping the clothes tightly.

Chen Lang looked down at her.

"Step back five meters, keep an eye on my things, and don't let anyone get near the water. Can you do that?"

Shen Qingci looked up at him, desperately trying to hold back the tears welling up in her eyes.

Chen Lang raised his hand and gently pressed his thumb against her brow, smoothing out her furrowed brow.

He smiled slightly, with a hint of nonchalance.

"Be good, wait for me to come back."

Shen Qingci stared intently into his eyes and nodded heavily.

Clutching her clothes, she decisively turned around, took large steps back, and stopped at the edge of the safety line.

She faced the crowd who had recovered from their shock and were eager to push forward to film her.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in those usually cold eyes as they swept their gaze across the crowd.

Several people holding up their phones and trying to push forward met her gaze, their hearts skipped a beat, and they stopped abruptly.

They sensed a crazy aura emanating from this seemingly delicate girl, as if she would drag anyone who dared to cross the line down with her.

No one dared to step past her.

Chen Lang withdrew his gaze and sprinted towards the waves.

In my mind, the blood-red alert on the system panel flashed wildly.

[Emergency rescue mission triggered! Target: Drowning victim in the core of the rip current, 82 meters from shore!]

[Mission Reward: 1 God-Tier Skill Lottery Ticket!]

[Countdown to target losing consciousness: 47 seconds!]

Chen Lang stepped onto the cold pebbles, his speed increasing.

On the water ahead, only the fingertips of that yellow figure were still futilely grasping at the air.

The countdown in my mind jumped to forty-three seconds.

The system beep sounded again.

Extreme hydrological conditions detected!

[The current skill set is insufficient for fatal water rescues; the survival rate for those forced into the water is less than 30%!]

[Would you like to spend 30 reputation points to exchange for the permanent skill: "Special Water Rescue Specialization"?]

The 300,000 reputation points were his trump card, accumulated with his life, but Chen Lang didn't even blink.

"exchange."

[Command confirmed, skill bound!]

A massive stream of data flooded into the brain instantly.

Three-dimensional analysis of eddy structures, calculation of rip current cross-sectional angles, underwater countercurrent leverage models—countless professional rescue knowledge has been deeply ingrained in his muscle memory.

Thirty-nine seconds.

Two extremely strong underwater currents converged and collided ahead, causing the sea surface to suddenly sink.

The girl in the yellow dress was hit by a murky wave and disappeared completely into the water before she could even utter a weak whimper.

Terrified screams erupted from the shore.

The burly men turned pale and took two steps back.

It's over, the person is gone.

Shen Qingci's pupils contracted, the windbreaker in his arms was crumpled into deep creases, and his knuckles were pale from excessive force.

But Chen Lang's pace didn't falter at all; in fact, it quickened.

As he ran, his gaze swept over his feet.

The tactical boots on his feet, with their embedded steel plates, are a fighting weapon on flat ground, but in the rapids, they are like lead weights that can drag him to the bottom of the sea.

Just as they were about to plunge into the shallows, Chen Lang suddenly pushed off the ground with his toes.

The moment he was lifted into the air, he bent down and reached out, his movements swift and clean as he brushed his ankle.

With two clicks, the metal latch popped open.

He swung his legs in mid-air, sending his two heavy tactical boots flying backward.

With a thud, the tactical boots flew five meters and landed heavily at Shen Qingci's feet.

The fluid, mid-air boot-removal maneuver plunged the live stream into a brief silence.

[Holy crap! He unlocked and removed his tactical boots mid-air?!]

[This core strength and body coordination are insanely amazing!]

Shen Qingci didn't look down at the boots at her feet, but stared intently at the bare back of the figure with bare feet on the gravel.

Tourists behind her tried to squeeze forward to see what was going on, and some even reached out to grab her shoulder.

"Excuse me, young lady, please move aside, we need to film a video..."

Shen Qingci suddenly turned her face, and the deathly stillness and ferocity in her eyes made the middle-aged man holding the phone tremble, causing the phone to fall to the ground.

She stood firm, like the most impregnable fortress.

Thirty-one seconds.

With his weight off, Chen Lang's speed increased again.

What lay before him was a forty-meter-long stretch of slippery, rocky, dark beach.

The moss-covered rock surface is densely covered with sharp barnacles and oyster shells; a slight slip could result in a bloody cut.

But Chen Lang didn't slow down at all.

The god-level parkour and water rescue expertise are perfectly combined in this moment.

He leaned forward, his bare feet precisely striking the small, dry, pressure points on each rock.

Land, push off the ground, and use the momentum to spring up.

Without any hesitation, they swiftly traversed the tops of the jagged reefs as if walking on flat ground.

The tourist on the shore who was taking pictures with his phone started shaking violently, and his voice trembled.

"Is...is this even human?"

With a push from the soles of his feet, several pieces of debris broke off from the edge of the reef.

Using the recoil force, Chen Lang leaped into the air, his body forming an arc as he entered the water at a very small angle.

The water splashed up, only to be smashed by the surging waves.

The moment I entered the water, salt water filled my ear canal, and a current of water rushed in from all directions.

Chen Lang turned his torso to the side, tightened his shoulder blades, stretched his arms forward, and cut diagonally into the deep water along the edge of the eddy.

[Specialty in Specialized Water Rescue] Constructing a three-dimensional hydrological model in one's mind.

The convergence point of the three undercurrents, the velocity gradient of each water layer, and the vortex rotation cycle—all these data are superimposed to form a precise operational path.

He swam like a dolphin, breaking through the waves.

When it comes out of the water to breathe, water droplets are flung off along the jawline, and when it re-enters the water, the trajectory has changed significantly.

The suspended ball was raised to a height of fifteen meters for an overhead shot.

The flow vector icon on the left side of the screen is red, indicating that the raging water flow in the core area is pulling outwards.

The black figure in the overhead shot is forcibly crushing past against the dense red arrows.

The chat in the live stream paused for a full two seconds.

[Holy crap... He didn't go with the current to avoid it, he went straight through the rip current?!]

[Look at the flow velocity vector diagram! The arrows in that red area are all pointing outwards, but its movement trajectory is forcibly cutting inwards horizontally!]

His own propulsion speed completely overwhelmed this deadly undercurrent! Water resistance is eight hundred times that of air!

[A veteran Marine Corps diver passing by. This technique of using undercurrents to evade detection is absolutely textbook-level elite soldier maneuvering!]