Why Would Anyone Love Crawling Through Sewers?

Black, deep, long, winding, and complicated.

That was the impression this pipe gave Shi Tiexin.

There was another trait Shi Tiexin was somewhat reluctant to mention: it was filthy.

Filthy as hell.

Even the lamp on his head could not illuminate very far.

He moved along the pipe, winding through the darkness for more than half an hour, strangling several strange fish and searching up and down through countless passages before finally finding a place to surface. If Shi Tiexin's Platinum Driving Technique had not given him the ability to remember routes, an ordinary person would certainly have gotten lost in this environment. Anyone else who came here would have suffocated to death in these pitch-black pipes where one could not see their own hand before their face.

With a splash, Shi Tiexin poked his head above the water and looked around, discovering that he was in an empty sewer. The sewer was over ten meters wide, with two-meter-wide walkways on either side rising roughly thirty centimeters above the water. The ceiling was about three and a half meters above the walkways, with a dim little lamp placed every six meters. The scattered lights made the place look particularly gloomy and sinister.

But Shi Tiexin did not want to stay in the water for even one more minute.

Youyou also surfaced and carefully scanned their surroundings. Finding no cameras, she gave an OK sign, and the two of them swam toward the bank.

With two splashes, they broke through the surface. Shi Tiexin hauled the large case onto the bank and set it down without a sound. He walked a few steps away, vigorously shook the water off himself, then impatiently stripped off his diving suit.

The moment he took off his mask and inhaled through his nose, Shi Tiexin