Water Control

The human traffickers were all arrested, and the children were found and returned.

Mo Qiong walked out of the police station with a relaxed expression, eager to return and implement his plan to go out to sea.

Outside, Qin Zheng and Qin Zhi were happily coaxing the children, even though Qin Liang was very resistant to them.

Qin Liang had no impression of his relatives at all. After all, he was abducted at the age of two. To him, the Qin family were strangers.

Even though he was held tightly by his father at this moment, he showed no reaction.

Qin Zhi offered him water and snacks, but he didn't eat any.

However, this was within everyone's expectations. Despite their sadness at his resistance, no one showed it. Instead, they doted on him even more.

Qin Zheng sighed, "It's good that the child is back. He's only six years old now, and there's still time to make up for it."

At six years old, the child was still young. After this incident, the Qin family would surely care for him even more.

He would feel the warmth of a real home and eventually integrate into the family.

As for how the Qin family would treat and educate this child, Mo Qiong, as an outsider, couldn't interfere.

When Qin Ya pulled Mo Qiong into the car, Mo Qiong declined, "I have something to do, so I won't go back with you."

Qin Ya was stunned and quickly asked, "What is it? We can wait for you."

Mo Qiong smiled. His equipment was still in the mountains, and he had spent a hundred thousand yuan on it. He couldn't just leave it there.

But he couldn't say that, so he casually replied, "After I subdued those human traffickers, I came straight here, but I left something behind in Fuzhou."

As he spoke, he took out the Longevity Lock from his pocket and smiled as he hung it around Qin Liang's neck.

Mo Qiong continued, "You don't need to wait for me. You've finally found the child, so you should take him home as soon as possible."

Hearing Mo Qiong say this, Qin Ya hesitated.

She wanted Mo Qiong to go back with her but didn't know how to say it. Liang Liang had to be sent back first.

Seeing this, Qin Zheng smiled and said, "Since that's the case, we won't see you off. When you get back, you must come to our house as a guest. We want to thank you properly."

Mo Qiong couldn't refuse and agreed, making plans to have dinner at Qin Ya's house before leaving.

After he left, in the car, Qin Zheng looked at his daughter, who was staring blankly out the window, through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but smile, "Your classmate is quite outstanding."

"You think so too, Dad?" Qin Ya said.

"Do I need to? When we came, your Second Uncle and I listened to you praise your classmate the whole way, saying how smart he is, good at sports, and kind to people." Qin Zheng chuckled.

Qin Ya said seriously, "That's the truth!"

"But that's not the point. The point is... Xiao Ya, you never eat fish... He can make you try and even accept things you used to refuse. That's real ability." Qin Zheng laughed.

Qin Ya fell silent and shyly lowered her head.

She understood her father's teasing. It wasn't about ability, but a roundabout way of saying she liked Mo Qiong.

Seeing her silence, Qin Zheng asked, "How far has your relationship progressed? Don't worry, I won't interfere. This child is very good. I'm just asking."

Hearing this, Qin Ya suddenly felt a pang of disappointment. She had no relationship with Mo Qiong.

"I don't! I'm not... Don't ask nonsense!"

Qin Zheng's expression was strange. How could he believe that Qin Ya and Mo Qiong were just ordinary classmates? He had no idea they had only known each other for a few days.

Seeing his daughter's reaction and her lowering her head to avoid the topic, he immediately thought that their relationship might have become extremely deep, to the extreme?

"Hiss... This, daughter, your dad doesn't care about other things, but he has only one request."

"You're still too young, you can't live together, you know?"

Qin Ya was amused and exasperated.

After much explanation, she only managed to convince Qin Zheng that she and Mo Qiong hadn't done anything.

But Qin Zheng still believed that given his daughter's feelings, it would probably happen soon.

The next day, at dawn, Mo Qiong flew back to Dengzhou alone.

"Plop!"

He continuously used slow-moving gases to reduce his speed until he glided and fell into the sea.

Instead of landing in a deserted area outside the city and then finding a car back to school, it was better to jump into the sea and swim back.

Why was he so eager to explore the sea? A big reason was the natural concealment provided by the seawater.

No matter how he flew in the water, no one would see him.

"However, landing in the sea still feels a bit out of place."

Mo Qiong saw the seawater around him suddenly bulge, and then streams of water, like water snakes ascending to heaven, rose up, breaking away from the sea surface.

Every time he treaded water, or even when the seawater touched him, it would float up and surge towards the sky.

These streams of water were not fast, only a few centimeters per second. After slowly flying to a certain height in the sky, they suddenly fell freely, blown by the wind into fine water droplets, scattering down like raindrops.

Rain fell, some returning to the sea, while some fell on Mo Qiong again.

Mo Qiong shook his head, water droplets splashing, and maintaining a certain speed, floated toward the sky.

As Mo Qiong spent more and more time at sea, he encountered more and more seawater.

The rising seawater was continuous, and soon, it formed a water barrier around him.

The water barrier was continuous, twisting shapelessly under the moonlight. The crystal-clear seawater formed a sheet, drifting slowly and ethereally, like a liquid aurora.

Mo Qiong chuckled and looked behind him.

Suddenly, there was no more rising seawater around him; it all continuously floated towards the sky.

Instead, some of it formed undercurrents in the sea, surging towards the direction behind Mo Qiong.

A small portion also skimmed the surface of the sea, breaking through the surrounding water, and went against the current.

They were all seawater, yet the parts that touched Mo Qiong could go against the waves for dozens of meters before rejoining the sea.

"Liquids, like air, have the parts that come into contact with my body's surface enter the Absolute Hit state immediately once they separate. The sea appears to be tightly connected, but its density can be easily divided into multiple parts by the force I apply, and it won't act as a single projectile."

Regarding water, Mo Qiong had noticed it during his daily face washing and brushing of teeth. If he wasn't careful, parts of it would be constantly ejected from his body's surface, just like air.

The difference was that water was visible, allowing him to clearly see the state of his ability being triggered when he was in a medium that could trigger it.

The appearance of the surrounding seawater at this moment was probably how the air around him looked on a normal day.

However, if the air didn't have enough speed, it would have almost no tactile sensation.

"My palm..."

Mo Qiong changed his landing point again. This time, the seawater obediently flew out of the sea and floated towards his palm.

Upon reaching the landing point, some water overflowed from his palm and flowed down his hand.

But the water that slid down then took a turn and curved back.

As time passed, more and more seawater joined, forming a cycle that didn't return to the sea.

Countless water lines converged at his palm from all directions, becoming thicker and fuller, forming a growing, multi-ringed spherical geometric shape around his palm.

Finally, when it stopped growing, the gaps on the surface were filled. Mo Qiong's hand was completely enveloped by seawater, with countless undercurrents surging within.

Of course, airflow also continuously poured in, and after completing its landing point, it was squeezed out by the water.

This made Mo Qiong feel as if his hand was plunged into an amorphous water mass floating in the air, constantly bubbling.

The water mass's surface shape changed like jelly, caving in at the top and becoming most distorted at the bottom, as if hanging dozens of octopus tentacles.

More seawater that rose from his feet and joined did not stay near his hand. Because after hitting his palm's landing point, the water that returned to its natural state no longer came into contact with its body, so it directly submerged into the sea after sliding off.

"Switching hands..."

Mo Qiong moved the landing point to his left hand. Instantly, new water lines rising from the sea surged towards his left hand, and a small portion of the water sphere in his right hand also drifted over, transferring to his left hand.

He switched the landing point back and forth, sometimes to his left hand, sometimes to his right, sometimes even to the top of his head, or his chest and back.

Finally, the constantly dancing water veins flowed around him, spiraling, colliding, and surging.

As he swam on the surface of the sea, the forcefully swum water also joined this strange movement.

"Gulp..."

Suddenly, Mo Qiong plunged into the sea, sinking completely.

While undercurrents surged around him, a small amount of airflow also entered.

He exhaled, and saw the exhaled airflow hit his palm, then form a bubble that was repelled.

However, the bubble, which should have floated to the surface, suddenly curved around and hit his palm again.

"As expected, as the medium environment changes, air is squeezed into bubbles by water, so the entire bubble is treated as a projectile upon contact with me."

Mo Qiong clapped his hand forcefully, and the bubble in his palm immediately chased after another fish swimming by.

The fish seemed to sense something unusual behind it and suddenly accelerated. The bubble, submerged in the water, chased after it, and soon Mo Qiong could no longer see it.