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

Twenty-six seconds.

Chen Lang's eyes were wide open underwater.

The salt water stung my eyes, and my vision was filled with swirling sand.

The perception brought by "specialized water rescue expertise" allowed the blurry outlines in the distance to emerge from the turbidity.

The first undercurrent swept across from the right, instantly creating a pulling force.

Chen Lang stretched out his left arm, spread his five fingers, and slashed diagonally into the undercurrent with his palm, directing the impact force to his side.

Push off with your right leg, twist your waist and abdomen, and accelerate again using the thrust of the deflection.

Twenty-one seconds.

A second undercurrent surged up from directly below, carrying with it icy bottom lake water and decaying aquatic plants.

The upwelling and rip currents collide, creating a huge underwater vortex.

The vortex suction force grabbed Chen Lang's left ankle.

He tightened his core and sent his body out along the tangent of the vortex.

Spin half a circle, straighten your whole body at the outer edge where the centrifugal force is greatest, and then suddenly launch yourself out.

The vortex's constraints are broken by the mechanical trajectory, and the additional kinetic energy generated by the ejection allows the speed to reach another level.

The thermal imaging tracking in the overhead shot clearly recorded this scene.

The live stream chat exploded.

Did he just use that vortex to propel himself faster?!

[It's the same principle as "wall slingshot" in parkour! This madman is using underwater eddies as parkour walls!]

[Intellectual dominance! He treated the entire body of water like a parkour track, every undercurrent a speed boost for him!]

A barrage of comments featuring a level 75 Dark Gold Fortune Card was forcibly inserted at the very top, the font itself trembling.

[Qin Feng (Ignorant and Incompetent): Holy crap!! Master, are you even human?! Vortex catapult?! I've been involved in extreme sports for three years, traversing the world's most dangerous areas, and I've never seen anything like this!!!]

[Qin Feng (the incompetent): My palms are sweating so badly I almost crushed my phone! Master, you better come up here alive!!! If anything happens to you, I, Qin Feng, will retire from extreme sports for life!!!]

Fourteen seconds.

Deep underwater.

The girl in the yellow dress was paralyzed, unable to spin in the current, and fell into the dark abyss.

The ten fingers spasm and clench, with tiny air bubbles leaking from between them.

His lips were turning purple, and the last bit of air escaped from his nasal cavity.

Chen Lang scuba-dived close to the bottom, approaching from directly below.

At this depth, the undercurrent forms a "pocket," where water flows from multiple directions converge and then disperse outward, slowly dragging objects along.

This is the deadly strangulation core of the rip current.

Nine seconds.

Chen Lang kicked off with both legs and shot up from below.

With his right hand, he precisely gripped the back of the girl's neck, executing the standard anti-drowning control posture in one smooth motion.

His left arm went under the girl's armpit, across her chest, and pressed her close to her side, locking her core.

With the added weight of one person, the underwater resistance doubles.

Multiple undercurrents contracted simultaneously, unleashing a terrifying suction force towards the deep water, gripping the two men's ankles tightly.

ashore.

Shen Qingci stood at the edge of the safety line.

She clutched the windbreaker, the fabric creased and wrinkled, her palms soaked with cold sweat.

The water surface was churning with murky white foam.

She stared at the foam without saying a word.

The knuckles made a soft "click" sound because they were clenched too tightly.

Several male tourists behind me, holding up their phones, peered over the safety line, trying to squeeze forward.

"Excuse me, young lady, you're blocking the camera."

A fat man reached out to push her shoulder.

Shen Qingci turned his head.

His eyes were icy cold as he stared intently at the fat man's face.

There was no anger in his eyes, only emptiness and resentment.

The fat man's outstretched hand froze in mid-air. He awkwardly withdrew it and took two steps back.

No one dared to push forward anymore.

underwater.

Seven seconds.

The rip current pull reached its peak.

Chen Lang's right arm muscles were bulging, with blue veins climbing up his shoulder blade from his forearm.

He supported the weight of an adult woman with one hand, his core muscles generating stability.

Adjust your body angle to cut diagonally to the side, facing the direction of the rip current.

The left arm locks the drowning person in place, while the right arm strokes the water.

With each stroke, the shoulder and back muscles violently tear apart the water's resistance.

With each kick, the waist, abdomen, and thighs are engaged in a direct struggle with the water flow.

He was using pure physical strength to snatch death from its grasp.

The overhead shot of the suspended sphere faithfully records everything.

On the screen, numerous red rip current arrows point towards the deep water area.

The black figure, trailing another yellow one, tore a passage through the group of red arrows along an extremely clear diagonal cut, slicing out horizontally.

Each time it takes a breath and bursts out of the water, the splash it creates explodes in a fan shape.

Five seconds.

The system panel is flashing red.

[The target was locked 4.7 seconds before the countdown reached zero; the target's heartbeat was weak but had not stopped.]

[The host's peak single-arm slashing speed: 3.7 m/s. This exceeds the current human freestyle sprinting limit by 23.4%.]

three seconds.

The pulling force of the rip current suddenly loosened.

Chen Lang dragged the unconscious girl out of the core control area.

As it bursts out of the water, cold air rushes into its lungs, and the muscles around its collarbone rise and fall with its breath.

Swimming towards the shallows.

The live stream's chat server lagged for a full three seconds.

The screen lit up again, and the entire screen was filled with the same word.

【The Wandering God!】

He swam faster than a freestyle world champion sprinting without equipment, while dragging an adult with one hand!

[Who was it who just said they were arm wrestling with Bolt in the water?! This guy practically pinned Bolt to the bottom of the water and rubbed him down with one hand!!]

That diagonal movement was textbook perfect! He forcefully tore through the control despite the most terrifying suction!

shoal.

My feet landed on the rough pebbles on the bottom of the water.

Chen Lang straightened up and waded through waist-deep water toward the shore.

Water droplets trickled down his chest and abdomen, sunlight shone on his bare shoulders and back, and his muscles bulged with the engorgement of blood after a burst of energy.

He carried the unconscious girl under one arm, his steps steady.

Shen Qingci loosened her grip on the windbreaker one finger at a time.

All ten fingertips were red, with several bloody marks left by fingernails.

Chen Lang laid the girl flat on the pebble beach.

The girl's chest was sunken, and her lips turned a deathly bluish color due to lack of oxygen.

She stopped breathing.

Chen Lang pinched the girl's chin, preparing to clear her airway.

"let me."

Shen Qingci stepped across the safety line and walked forward.

He knelt down on one knee beside Chen Lang, the gravel digging into his knee, and casually placed his windbreaker on the side.

Bring your index and middle fingers together and press them against the girl's carotid artery.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Weak pulse, airway obstruction."

She looked up at Chen Lang.

"Roll over to clear the airway."

Chen Lang grabbed the girl's shoulders and turned her over to the side.

Shen Qingci pried open the girl's tightly clenched teeth, inserted his fingers deep into her mouth, and removed the thick vomit and seaweed that were blocking her throat.

The airway is open.

With his left hand, he lifted the girl's chin, forcing her neck to tilt back. With his right hand, he pinched her nostrils, leaned down, pressed his lips to hers, and blew hard into her nose.

Two standard ventilations.

The girl's collapsed chest rose and fell as air rushed in.

Shen Qingci straightened up, placed the heels of her hands together, and pressed them against the lower part of her sternum.

Straighten your arms and press down.

"One, two, three, four."

Press down five centimeters each time.

Cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and strands of hair clung to his cheeks.

The rhythm of pressing remained consistent throughout.

Chen Lang knelt on one knee on the cobblestones, staring at the girl beside him.

Press 30 times.

Two ventilations were performed.

cycle.

The second round of pressing was just over halfway done.

A large mouthful of murky lake water spurted from the girl's mouth, splashing onto Shen Qingci's hand.

The girl coughed violently, her chest heaving, her eyelids trembling, and her fingers gripping the pebbles on the ground.

Alive.

Shen Qingci collapsed to the ground, exhausted, and withdrew her hands.

The stress response in her muscles caused her fingertips to tremble uncontrollably.

A series of dark gold system notification boxes popped up in Chen Lang's mind right on time.

[Ding! Emergency rescue mission completed!]

The target drowning victim is out of danger; survival assessment successful.

[Mission reward has been issued: 1 God-tier Skill Lottery Ticket]

Hearing the electronic voice in his mind, Chen Lang's tense jawline finally relaxed.

In the distance, the girl's best friend, wearing a floral dress, scrambled through the crowd and threw herself on the girl, bursting into tears.

"Xingyu, you scared me to death, Xingyu!"

Shen Qingci stood up.

He glanced down at the girl who was still coughing and trembling violently.

The sea breeze blew by, and the girl curled up into a ball.

Shen Qingci bent down and unfolded the windbreaker.

He awkwardly wrapped the coat around the girl's body.

The onlookers remained silent.

She draped Lang Ge's windbreaker over the girl, her own arms covered in goosebumps from the cold.

My hands were shaking. I was so exhausted after CPR, my first thought was that I was worried others might be cold.

[What's this girl's heart made of? She'd rather get soaked in the wind than not give up her clothes. My eyes welled up with tears.]

The girl in the floral dress looked up, crying, and grabbed Shen Qingci's hand, her hot tears falling onto the cold back of her hand.

"Thank you, thank you for saving my life. What are your names?"

Shen Qingci lowered her eyes.

Call 120.

"There's a rip current in this area. Take her away immediately and get her to the hospital for an X-ray of her lungs."

She was stunned as soon as she finished speaking.

That harsh, commanding tone is exactly like someone else's.

A low chuckle came from behind.

Shen Qingci didn't turn around; a blush crept up to the tips of her ears.

Chen Lang walked to her side.

Water droplets flowed down his broad back.

He glanced at Shen Qingci's empty hands, then at the girl wrapped in a windbreaker on the ground, and said nothing.

A tactical vest, still warm from her body, was draped over Shen Qingci's thin shoulders.

"Let's go back."

The tone was flat.

Shen Qingci pulled her hands tightly around the neckline of her vest, and quietly followed behind Chen Lang, stepping on the wet footprints he had left on the beach.

Take two steps.

She quietly reached out her right hand, her fingertips slipping into Chen Lang's broad palm and hooking her rough little finger.

The fear of being on the verge of death was still lingering in her bones; she needed to confirm that the man was still alive and warm.

Pause for a second, then release.

Chen Lang paused.

He turned his head to look at Shen Qingci's reddened ear tips, a nonchalant wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Shen, my classmate." He reached out and grabbed her, his large hand completely enveloping her trembling right hand in his palm. He chuckled softly, "Taking advantage of me will come with tuition fees, plus interest."

Shen Qingci's heart skipped a beat. She struggled for a moment but couldn't pull away, so she simply let him hold her. Finally, a very faint smile appeared on her lips.

The live stream chat crashed.

[Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!!! Kill me to entertain my brother and sister-in-law!! This dog food was shoved into my mouth like it was from a road roller!]

[Medical students were moved to tears! The school beauty's first aid techniques were more standard than textbooks, and the top student's brain was even more superior in saving lives! These two are a perfect match, a match made in heaven!]

One second he's wildly dancing on the King of Hell's Book of Life and Death, the next he's pinning the school beauty to his chest and flirting with her! Who can resist that?! The God of Pure Love collapses instantly, getting up in the middle of the night to give you all your wedding gift money!

[Qin Feng (the Uneducated): Waaaaaah! Master and sister-in-law are holding hands!! It's so exciting, so sweet, so explosive! This is the person I, Qin Feng, have chosen for this lifetime! Anyone who dares to slander them, I'll go down the internet and beat them to a pulp!!!]

[Qin Feng (Ignorant and Incompetent): From this day forward, I, Qin Feng, officially proclaim myself the Lifetime President and Chief Pay-to-Win Warrior of the 'Lang Ci CP' Global Fan Club! No resignation! No impeachment! Meeting adjourned!!!]

[Questioning Lang Ge, understanding Lang Ge, becoming the leading fan of the Lang Ge and School Beauty CP!! Brothers, weld this car door shut, no one's getting off today!]