Seeing the monster disappear into the rain curtain.

The three didn't hesitate and quickly got up to leave.

The rain fell harder and harder, mixed with flashes of lightning and thunder, as everyone hurriedly moved forward in the rain.

They had only walked half a kilometer away.

Suddenly, heavy footsteps came from behind, the ground slightly shaking, as if an earthquake was occurring.

Everyone was startled and turned around to look.

"Boom!"

A blinding flash of lightning split the sky, illuminating the world for an instant. In the rain curtain, a blurred and massive figure was striding towards them, every step sending splashes of water flying.

It was the same kind of monster as before.

"Damn it, they're more than just one." Luo Jingwen cursed.

Fortunately, it was just walking at a normal pace, without any intention of chasing them.

The distance between them gradually widened.

A few minutes later, the three hid behind an oil tank, carefully observing.

Three, four... In just three hours, a total of twelve monsters had returned from the ocean.

"What do you think these monsters are doing at the bottom of the sea?" Zhu Xueqing asked gravely.

"They're definitely not fishing!" Chen Shouyi chuckled, then something clicked in his mind, and they exchanged a glance.

"Boom..."

Another flash of lightning streaked across the sky.

Everyone's hair stood on end!

"Damn, they're indeed searching for that nuclear submarine. Someone betrayed us, those damned traitors." Luo Jingwen slapped his thigh heavily, speaking in a grave tone.

He stood up, pacing back and forth anxiously.

This is not comparable to the last missing thousand-ton tactical nuclear bomb.

The reason a thousand-ton nuclear bomb is considered tactical, not strategic, is because it has weak power and a small kill radius. Even if a cult got hold of it, it would just be a bigger bomb with limited casualties.

However, strategic nuclear submarines primarily carry ballistic missiles for second-strike nuclear retaliation. The nuclear bombs they carry are not just a few, nor are they small in yield.

According to intelligence, this nuclear submarine carries 15 intercontinental missiles, each with ten warheads. If each warhead ranges from 100,000 to 300,000 tons, the total yield reaches 15 million to 45 million tons.

If acquired by the cult, the Great Xia Country would be completely hamstrung and fall into a passive state.

The air was thick with a repressive atmosphere, everyone remaining silent for a while.

The rain fell harder, dense raindrops sounding like a symphony orchestrated by heaven and earth.

Luo Jingwen paced for several seconds, seeming to make a decision, and suddenly stopped, turned to the others, and said gravely: "Zhu Xueqing, return to the Capital City immediately and report the situation here!"

He then looked at Chen Shouyi: "You were never part of this mission to begin with. You're still young, with limitless potential. Perhaps soon, you'll become someone like Ye Zong. You shouldn't sacrifice yourself here."

Zhu Xueqing said resolutely: "Elder Luo, do you think I'm someone who would flee? Live or die, we'll do it together!"

"Fool, women just have long hair but short vision. Do you think I'm sparing you on behalf of your brother because I can't bear to see you die? This intelligence concerns the life and death of Great Xia Country. Don't be stubborn! As a newly minted Martial Artist, what can you do here but throw your life away?"

The sky flashed with lightning, constantly alternating between light and dark.

Zhu Xueqing's eyes reddened as she glared fiercely at Luo Jingwen: "If you want to go, you go. I won't. Since my brother sacrificed himself for my life and never returned, I've sworn never to abandon anyone to escape alone again."

Back then, she had just become a Martial Artist, and her brother was already a Martial Artist.

It was the happiest time of her life, when nobody dared offend her, and everyone treated her like a little princess.

No matter how excessive, they closed one eye for her brother's sake.

However, everything changed one day.

That day, she had just become a Martial Artist and eagerly wanted to take on missions to explore other worlds. Her brother was worried and accompanied her, but they ventured too deep and encountered a terrifying fierce beast.

To hold off the beast, her brother told her to leave first, promising to come back after shaking off the beast.

But that farewell was their last. Her brother never returned from the other world!

Luo Jingwen fell silent for a moment: "Your brother is so strong; he will surely come back. Don't be stubborn!"

Chen Shouyi remained silent for a while, suddenly standing up and chuckling: "Aren't they just a few monsters? Why do we need to part with life and death? We can just kill them!"

"Exactly!" Zhu Xueqing said loudly.

"Truly fearless of tigers, huh?" Luo Jingwen murmured, feeling both heavy-hearted and slightly gratified.

Even if he kills one, there are still eleven.

Even if two are killed, ten remain.

A Martial Artist's strength is limited; how long can they hold out?

One by one would be fine, but if overwhelmed, they could be wiped out in an instant.

Besides, apart from these monsters, there are also an unknown number of Barbarians here. Who knows if any strong ones are among them!

If he had known the risk of exposure, he would have brought the War Bow, regretting being overly cautious usually.

"Alright, since none of you fear death, let's do it. Why fear when you're unafraid of death?" He gritted his teeth, testing it out. If it can't be helped, he must ensure they leave first and get the intelligence out.

"When will we act?" Chen Shouyi asked.

"We'll wait until night!" Luo Jingwen replied.

...

The sky darkened.

The heavy rain had stopped.

By the stream, a sea monster from another world lay skinned and gutted.

Zhu Xueqing drew a sharp knife, her hands moving quickly, slicing thin, translucent pieces of meat onto neatly arranged leaves, saying with a smile: "I'm great at making sashimi, but unfortunately, there's no soy sauce or wasabi here!"

Her smile appeared slightly forced, an attempt at seeming calm, though her heart was clearly not as composed as her exterior suggested.

In that time, another nine similar monsters had returned from the sea.

Twenty-one in all!

A terrifying number!

Faced with the impending danger, possibly even the last meal of their lives, who could remain entirely unmoved?

"I don't like wasabi; I usually dip raw seafood in soy sauce," Chen Shouyi remarked.

Since Chen Xingyue prankingly used wasabi on him as a child, choking him to tears and leaving him feeling near-death, he had a fear of it.

Of course, the chief culprit, Chen Xingyue, got a good drubbing from him.

And naturally, he ended up getting a more severe beating from Mrs. Chen.

A perfect food chain.

But after Chen Xingyue went to middle school, the food chain was broken, and he was honored as the lowest in it, though he's now restored to his original position.

"Sashimi without wasabi has no soul; might as well not eat it," Zhu Xueqing said.

"Soy sauce is enough," Chen Shouyi replied.

"Seems like people from Jiangnan Province like salty soy milk!" Luo Jingwen casually remarked, lifting a piece of sashimi to his mouth.

"It depends on the place; where I'm from, people tend to prefer salty soy milk, but of course, some drink sweet as well!" Chen Shouyi replied.

Zhu Xueqing, looking incredulous, said, "There's actually salty soy milk? How do you drink such dark cuisine?!"

"Don't comment if you haven't tried it. Soy milk with soy sauce and scallions, plus some beef, is simply delicious!" Chen Shouyi retorted unhappily. "I can't even stand sweet soy milk!"

"Kid, watch what you say, there are two sweet party members here!" Luo Jingwen jokingly threatened.

...

While eating sashimi, everyone chatted and laughed, seemingly forgetting the upcoming battle.

At one o'clock in the morning, when the last piece of sashimi was placed in Chen Shouyi's mouth.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

A round moon slipped through gauzy clouds, showering the world with its snowy light.

Luo Jingwen glanced at the moon, sighing faintly. Heaven doesn't favor humanity. Yet the next moment, he drove the pessimistic thought from his mind, stating firmly:

"Time's about up. Let's head out!"

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