"Shh! Do you have a death wish? Is that something you can just blurt out? Get moving, and keep your mouth shut."
The footsteps gradually faded. The four exchanged glances, each seeing wariness in the others' eyes.
Yun Che gestured and slipped into the nearby storeroom first. He had barely shut the door when steady footsteps sounded in the corridor, accompanied by the voice of the headquarters steward.
"Rest assured, my lord. All the supplies have been loaded. I guarantee the ship will depart right on schedule tomorrow. Nothing will delay the operation."
Another, hoarse voice replied coldly, "It's not that I don't trust you. With what happened to Lin Fan, the higher-ups sent me to keep watch. If anything goes wrong, we'll both be fed to the sea monsters. By the way, has that batch of 'Seeds' aboard been settled in?"
"Yes, all settled in. They're in the water prison in the bottom hold, with seawater flowing through twenty-four hours a day. There won't be any problems."
"Good. Once the ship sets sail, we..."
The voices gradually faded into the distance. Yun Che tapped his fingertips against the wall, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. It seemed the research the Dark Soul Immortal Alliance was conducting at its secret base was even more bizarre than they had expected. This batch of so-called "Seeds" was probably at the heart of its secret research.
Taking advantage of the steward's departure, the four quietly slipped into his office. Yuezheng Xiangling rummaged through the desk drawer for a moment and soon found a marked nautical chart. The supply ship's route was circled in red, with a small skull marking the destination-the location of the Dark Soul Immortal Alliance's secret base.
With the chart in hand, the four dared not linger. They silently