"Clang! Clang!..."
The storage tank tumbled and crashed to the ground, crushing a row of icy, brittle pipes in its path.
The tank itself was also damaged, and the liquid ammonia inside rapidly vaporized, hissing and spewing out a large amount of white, low-temperature liquid vapor. The surrounding temperature plummeted, and a thicker layer of ice instantly formed on the ground.
Almost the instant Wang Hai turned the storage tank away from his sight, a cold glint appeared before him.
It was a sharp, single horn, a piercing spike that gleamed with a cold light.
Wang Hai's pupils contracted slightly.
With a sudden burst of power from his feet, his body veered sharply to the side.
But it was still a bit too late.
"Laugh--"
A dark red, sharp point pierced his left shoulder.
The skin that could withstand the Sharp-Horned Rat and even withstand artillery shells cracked for the first time after Shen Heng joined the team.
Fresh blood flowed down the metallic-looking skin, and in the extremely low temperature, the edges of the wound even showed faint signs of freezing and turning white.
Feeling the stinging pain and a strange chill in his left shoulder, and seeing the flowing blood, Wang Hai's pupils contracted slightly.
He didn't cry out in pain, nor did he pause.
His right foot rose swiftly, transforming into a black shadow as he kicked towards the Sharp-Horned Rat's jaw.
"Bang!"
A heavy thud was accompanied by a painful scream.
The Sharp-Horned Rat Matriarch's head was tilted upwards by the force.
Taking advantage of the situation, Wang Hai retreated, and in the process, the unicorn detached from his left shoulder.
The two sides did not continue their struggle, but instead faced each other across the surging white cold current.
Wang Hai glanced at the wound on his left shoulder, then frowned slightly.
He channeled his Origin Power to dispel the invading chill and stop the bleeding from the wound, then moved his arm slightly.
Feeling the stiff, stabbing pain in his left shoulder, Wang Hai frowned.
Although it can still be used in combat, it can only be used less frequently, and it can no longer be used for head-on confrontations as before.
Thinking of this, Wang Hai turned his head and looked toward the single horn on the head of the Sharp-Horned Rat in the distance.
Although there is a certain gap in cultivation level between the two, the fact that the horn was able to penetrate his defenses is undoubtedly a top-tier quality among Fourth Tier materials.
Neither of them spoke, but they stared intently at each other.
As the cold front regroups.
The two figures vanished from the spot once again.
Inside the cold chain center, only the sounds of metal clashing and ice cracking could be heard.
The command center building.
Fan Hong stood silently in the elevator, his face grim.
Around him, one person after another followed.
Among them were professionals from relevant departments, the head of the cold chain center, and professors specially recruited from Linhai University.
However, Fan Hong's expression did not turn sour.
Just now, everyone in the command center has finished checking the situation at the cold chain center via drone.
But that's precisely why his expression was unpleasant, because...
Just now, everyone has sentenced the cold chain center to death, and this death sentence might be even more severe than they anticipated!!!
Just as he wasn't in the mood, so were the others around him.
However, their lack of mood also leads to some other additional issues.
" Elder Nie, what should we do later?"
A professor from Linhai University turned to look at the elderly man beside him.
Nie Xingping is a professor at Linhai University.
Its position in the fields of refrigeration and hazardous chemical safety is so prominent that it can be considered a Great Xia.
Nie Xingping glanced at the professor and laughed, "What, scared to death?"