The Oceanographer was screaming!
Xia Lun's heart jolted. He snatched up the four large fish he had just caught and, after confirming that none contained glowing blue tentacles, tossed them into the Green Box. Then he picked up the box and ran toward the Submarine Bridge.
He had barely reached the stairs when a thick, cloying smell of blood drifted up, accompanied by retching.
"Urgh—"
Xia Lun looked down through the entrance and saw a grotesque scene.
Blood had sprayed across the cockpit wall in a broad, abstract pattern. Crimson droplets clung everywhere like rose petals in bloom, slowly sliding down the walls before landing on the floor with wet little splats.
Directly beneath the bloodstain lay a jacket that had burst apart. Under it, a mass of human flesh had opened like a flower. Muscles twisted into slender, spreading branches; pale fascia and torn blood vessels stood out like a calyx, while stark white bones lay across the floor like stems.
Someone had died!
Xia Lun took one look at the leather jacket and realized the dead woman was Ailot.
"..." He drew a deep breath, suppressed the dark emotions rising in him, and carried the box slowly into the cabin.
The Oceanographer was on his knees, vomiting in agony. Half-digested food, oil, and blood pooled together, adding a sour stench to the heavy smell of blood.
Manhunter stood silently behind the Oceanographer, his clenched fists trembling.
Click! The flash went off, capturing the bizarre, gruesome scene on camera.
"Wake up, all of you! Someone's dead!" Roman lowered her camera, her face grim. She gave the Attendant leaning against the wall a hard shove. "We're in danger!"
The handsome Attendant opened his eyes. When he saw the scene across from him, his eyes flew wide. A moment later, he