Ningchang County.
By the coastline.
Amid the charred ruins of the Fishing Village, dozens of Night Watchmen logistics personnel moved through the area with cameras and surveying instruments, carefully recording something.
Beyond the yellow police tape, Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, Shen Qingzhu, and Jiang Er stood silently on the shore, watching the white waves sweeping in from the horizon without a word.
"Why?" Baili Pangpang's eyes were filled with anxiety. "The survey is almost over. Why haven't they found Qiye and Sister Jialan yet?"
"Don't panic." Shen Qingzhu spoke calmly with a cigarette between his lips. "The deep-sea search and rescue team is still looking below. There should be news soon."
"But they've already searched twice."
"Then wait for them to search a third time."
Shen Qingzhu took a deep drag and continued, "Other than waiting, we have no other choice right now."
Baili Pangpang pressed his lips together and stared fixedly at the sea without saying a word.
Cao Yuan and Jiang Er stood beside him, their expressions equally grave.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!
Several dark red figures flew out of the sea, circled in the sky for a moment, and landed steadily before the four of them.
They were a deep-sea search and rescue team dispatched by Night Watchmen Headquarters. Every member possessed a Forbidden Ruin related to water, granting them exceptional mobility and perception at the Bottom of the Deep Sea. They were a specialized team for deep-sea missions.
"How did it go?!" Baili Pangpang asked anxiously when he saw them emerge.
Several members of the rescue team exchanged glances and shook their heads helplessly.
"We've searched all the surrounding waters, but we still haven't found any trace of them..."
Baili Pangpang's face visibly turned pale.
Just as he was about to say something, a jeep came speeding