The ultimate blue sea

Chapter 63-Life and Death

The moment Hu Bugui's hands touched the net covering Su Qing, he felt the energy leaking from the silver arteries—his hands were immediately scorched.

"We can't determine the level of danger, everyone withdraw. Technician, come here!"

The technician who had come with the unit scrambled over, holding up a stack of equipment. When he was nearly there, his near-sighted eyes at last saw clearly that the heap lying at Su Qing's feet was his late superior. He was instantly scared half-paralyzed and fell forward, flying two feet ahead. His glasses even fell off. Blinking his hazy eyes, he shivered as he groped all over the ground for his glasses.

Hu Bugui looked at him, then looked at Xu Ruchong, with blood leaking from his face and his pupils dilated. Nothing showed on his face. He only averted his gaze and pushed the technician's glasses with his foot, pushing them up to his hand. In a heavy voice, he said, "You have thirty seconds. Tell me what that this thing on him is."

"Oh...yes, sir!" This four-eyed brother scrambled over on hands and knees, then couldn't resist taking another look at Xu Ruchong's corpse. He subconsciously swallowed.

Hu Bugui's voice exploded in his ear: "Don't look, that isn't him."

His words were like a spell, and perhaps they gave the new technician some hope. His eyes instantly lit up, and his hands stopped shaking. He lowered his head and didn't look anymore. He began to focus single-mindedly on the net covering Su Qing. The blood was slowly leaving Su Qing's face. It was turning grey with extreme speed.

Hu Bugui carelessly wiped his bloody hands on himself and lowered his eyes as much as possible, not displaying his anxious expression—they had one dead and one wounded. If he as captain let his feelings become unstable, what were the others supposed to do?

"Captain Hu, my initial assessment is that this is a two-directional medium. Evidently the energy source at one end has broken off now, so it has begun to automatically absorb energy from the other end. If this goes on, he'll be drained dry."

Now that Su Qing had no more surplus energy to repair his injured leg, the blood was flowing out like a small waterfall. One of his pale fingers was still on the net's lattice. The knife between his fingers had nicked the edge of his sleeve and caught. The blade was cutting a small wound in his hand.

"Can you block it?" Hu Bugui asked.

"Yes, but..."

"No time?" Not waiting for him to finish, Hu Bugui bent down. He turned his head to the technician and said, "Move away."

The despondent technician didn't understand, but he reflexively obeyed the command, obediently standing up and moving away. Then he saw Hu Bugui simply use his bare hands to grab the net covering Su Qing. Su Qing, like a marionette, was lifted along with the net.

All the veins stood out at the edges of Hu Bugui's forehead. The technician, who was closest to him, opened his mouth wide and didn't close it. He smelled a scent of barbecue.

Sizzling sounds came from the places where skin touched the net. Some places even stuck. He wanted to free up a hand to hold Su Qing by the shoulder, but he couldn't tear his hand away at first. Hu Bugui lifted his hand by force, and the technician clearly saw a big piece of flesh tear off his palm. Blood poured from the burned skin.

The technician was only a frail scholar. He had never in his life seen such a bloody scene. He felt his legs turn into noodles. He took two steps back, his eyes rolled up, and he jumped into another dimension.

Hu Bugui ignored him. He grabbed Su Qing by the shoulder, took a deep breath, then gave a yell, tearing the stubbornly clinging net off Su Qing. Su Qing had no strength left, and he had stabbed himself in the leg. He fell right onto Hu Bugui. Hu Bugui wanted to hold him up, but he found that blood and burned skin had stuck his hand to Su Qing's clothes. He took a step back and tripped over the instrument cover that the technician had tossed aside. The two of them fell heavily to the ground.