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I saw a small cut on my hand, blood oozing out in little streams, but it quickly dissipated into the water.
I rubbed my hand against my diving suit, and the bleeding finally stopped.
My attention shifted back to the area of the iron sheet I had been rubbing; a section was already missing, but it was impossible to get inside any further.
I took out the dagger tucked at my waist, ready to make a move, but was stopped by Brother Jiang.
I knew that if I pierced through this layer of iron, water would likely rush into the room above. I sheathed the dagger again.
Brother Jiang stared for a moment before moving away, and I had no reason to linger either.
I glanced at Fat Ma and the mud figure; I could only see two glowing shapes floating in the water, which meant they were still okay.
Brother Jiang swam toward the bow of the ship's hold, and I followed him, heading away from Fat Ma and the mud figure.
As we swam forward, the space became relatively narrow, and I had to clear obstacles suspended in midair along the way.
At that moment, I noticed a box resting on the bottom of the ship.
I lowered my body and slowly approached it. It was also a wooden box, secured with a lock that had nearly oxidized due to the water.
I gently touched it, and the lock fell off.
Just as the lock dropped, an uneasy feeling surged within me. Just as my hand was about to open the box, it suddenly shot up from the bottom of the water. The lid burst open, revealing that this box had no bottom at all.
It was merely a cover used to disguise something else.
A grotesque face, its flesh grotesquely peeling away, suddenly appeared before me. Before I could react, a pair of pale, eerie hands grabbed me.
I stared wide-eyed into the eyeless sockets of that face, and my heart began to spasm in fear.
I struggled fiercely to retreat, but it followed me relentlessly.
It was the same Water Zongzi from before, and I knew I couldn't handle it alone.
Just as I was about to look for Brother Jiang, I realized he had drifted away, and darkness enveloped my mind.
Forget it, I encouraged myself inwardly; relying on others is not as good as relying on myself. I steeled myself to confront the Water Zongzi.
However, when I focused, I realized it was even more terrifying. Although I was submerged in water, I could still feel the cold sweat seeping from my body encased in a diving suit, and my back felt chilled.
I tried to kick it away, but its body was as agile as seaweed. Suddenly, its grip loosened, and I seized the opportunity to escape.
But unexpectedly, it tightened its grip around my neck again.
Damn it! It released the hold on my arm only to strangle my neck instead. Could it have gained some intelligence?
I gasped for air as it choked me, my eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets as I stared desperately at the Water Zongzi. I kicked at it repeatedly, but none of my strikes seemed to land.
My thoughts began to blur, and a suffocating sensation lodged itself in my chest. My limbs started to lose strength; slowly, all I wanted was to relax—I no longer wished to struggle.
In my hazy vision, I seemed to see a bright light approaching me. Suddenly, the pressure on my neck dissipated, and I felt a wave of relief wash over me.
I kept swallowing air desperately, but my body continued to sink deeper into the water until I reached the bottom of the boat.
After that, I lost track of what happened.
When I woke up, I found myself lying on the back of Fat Ma. Fat Ma was carrying me as we moved forward underwater.
I patted Fat Ma, and he turned his head to look at me, though he couldn't quite twist his neck. After putting me down, I supported myself and floated in the water.
Fat Ma looked at me with a face full of surprise and joy.
The Mud Man and Brother Jiang were also nearby.
Seeing that I had woken up, the Mud Man came closer and gestured to ask if I was okay!
I nodded, indicating that I was fine now.
Fat Ma patted my shoulder and gave me a thumbs-up. I knew he was probably teasing me. But at that moment, I didn't have the strength to respond.
I felt a bit weak; my energy hadn't fully returned yet.
I gestured to ask how long I had been out, and the Mud Man told me it had been half an hour.
I sighed in relief; fortunately, it hadn't taken too much time. I glanced at Brother Jiang and noticed he had some injuries.
I guessed that he might have saved me earlier. I wanted to express my gratitude, but Brother Jiang seemed to know what I was about to do and waved his hand dismissively.
Suddenly, that glimmer of light appeared again, but I wasn't as tense as before.
Fat Ma pointed at the light that had appeared earlier and then animatedly gestured towards me with all his might.
I understood the meaning, and in my hazy state, I recalled that just when I thought I was going to die, I saw a bright light. Could it be that light that saved me?
Fat Ma nodded heavily and then pointed at Brother Jiang.
It suddenly dawned on me that when I thought I was dying, that light had attacked Water Zongzi, drawing Brother Jiang's attention, which ultimately led to my rescue.
I wanted to search for Water Zongzi's body, but the surroundings were empty.
The clay figure knew what I was looking for and remarked that Water Zongzi had escaped, managing to slip away from Brother Jiang. That was quite impressive!
Moreover, Brother Jiang had sustained injuries.
However, looking beneath the water, I noticed a pale, eerie hand still lingering there, indicating that Water Zongzi had also paid a price.
I shook my head to keep myself alert.
Fat Ma seemed inexplicably excited, but I could vaguely guess the reason. Given Fat Ma's temperament, he must have obtained something good.
I shot a glare at Fat Ma and glanced questioningly at the clay figure.
The clay figure shrugged at me, expressing helplessness. When Fat Ma noticed my disapproving gaze, he immediately wiped the smile off his face and instinctively covered the bag.
Seeing his reaction confirmed my suspicions were correct.
I withdrew my gaze, and Fat Ma put on a broad grin again, gesturing towards me. I understood; he meant to say that Old Sun should not worry because Fat Master would never forget about him.
He patted his plump belly, implying that Old Sun could rest easy.
I was amused by Fat Ma's antics. He thought I understood his meaning and started laughing along with me, wearing a look that said, "You get me, Old Sun."
The clay figurine looked at the two of us in surprise, but after so long, he probably got used to it. After a moment, he couldn't help but twitch his lips and chuckle.
Brother Jiang stared at the three of us as if we were fools. The truth was, we couldn't actually laugh out loud; the amusement was merely reflected on our faces.
Taking advantage of this moment, I managed to calm down a bit.
At that point, Brother Jiang stepped forward and gestured for us to go ahead. None of us had any objections.
We followed Brother Jiang toward the exit. The entrance to the warehouse had already been closed, but we didn't pay it much mind. Fat Ma stepped up, gripping the iron ladder and pushing against the door with all his might.
At first, Fat Ma used one hand, but soon he switched to using both. I could tell something was off by the way he struggled.
I moved closer and saw that Fat Ma was spewing bubbles from his mouth. I realized just how much effort he was exerting.
I patted Fat Ma on the shoulder, urging him not to use brute force.
Once he lowered his hands, they fell limply by his sides.
I stepped forward to give it a try; the exit was completely sealed. I pushed against it with all my strength, but it was utterly futile.
I retreated and conveyed the situation to them.
Fat Ma still had that useless M11 Submachine Gun hanging from his chest.
Unwilling to admit defeat, Fat Ma tried to smash it with the gun's stock a few times, but the resistance of the water was immense; the force he could muster was barely a third of what he could exert on land.
The clay figure went up to join Fat Ma, and together they pushed against the door with all their strength, but it still wouldn't budge.
With no other options, we had to take a break. We had been in the wreck for nearly two hours.
Since we couldn't exit through the door, we had to break through the hull. But reality told us that this was simply impossible.
The hull was sturdier than we had imagined. We thought that after so many years submerged in water, it would be easy to break through, but we failed.
Once I calmed down, I began to wonder who had sealed the door.
Was it the escaping Water Zongzi? I dismissed that thought; I didn't believe it had the intelligence for such a thing. This meant there was someone else here.
It was 'The Fifth Person,' someone besides us.
Could it be that someone followed us into the water, or was this the person Brother Jiang had mentioned he was looking for?
A weight settled in my heart; I guessed they might have thought of this too. If that were the case, it meant someone was deliberately trying to harm me.
I recalled in my mind who could possibly be this sudden Fifth Person. I mentally went through everyone who had come down with us but couldn't pinpoint anyone accurately.
Shovel? Xiao Hui? That was impossible; I quickly dismissed those thoughts. Could it be the person who had previously impersonated Brother Jiang?
With that thought, I instinctively glanced at Brother Jiang.
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