The wind sweeps across the river’s surface, causing the waves to roll incessantly towards the shore.
On the deck, it’s quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
Everyone watches the river, wishing their gaze could penetrate the murky waters to see what’s happening below.
About three minutes later, a poor fellow kicked overboard by Chestnut dal surfaces.
"Lin... God Lin, there’s a sunken ship below!"
The unlucky fellow wipes the river water from his face: "The whirlpool has stirred up a lot of silt, visibility is terrible down there!"
"Can I... can I co up now?"
The unfortunate guy is very nervous.
"Pick up so valuables from the wreck, then you can co up!"
Lin Baici instructed.
"God Lin..."
The unfortunate guy didn’t want to go, he was about to plead but was interrupted by Lin Baici.
"Don’t feel like I’m picking on you, everyone on this ship has to go down the river and salvage loot!"
After Lin Baici finished speaking, he turned to instruct Kim Myungjin: "Go to the cabin and call everyone up!"
"Mm!"
Kim Myungjin turned and walked into the cabin.
"Hurry up!"
Xia Hongyao shouted at the unfortunate guy in the river, then nudged Lin Baici with her elbow: "This task should be mine!"
Xia Hongyao wasn’t trying to flaunt her position as leader but knew such orders would offend people, so she wanted to take it upon herself.
She hoped Lin Baici would never have a blemish.
The unfortunate guy heard Lin Baici saying so, didn’t plead any further, took a deep breath, and dove back into the water.
Although he hadn’t worked with Lin Baici, he was sure that a Dragon Wing big shot like him would never go back on his word unless they wanted to lose face.
"You’re the leader, you can’t handle such dirty work!"
Lin Baici chuckled.
"Seems there are quite a few self-preserving individuals in our temporary team!"
San Miyairi looked at the cabin door, sneering.
Until now, nobody had co out, only one possibility, they didn’t want to go underwater.
Everyone’s a God Hunter and has good hearing, plus Lin Baici hadn’t lowered his voice deliberately, so everyone in the cabin knew what was happening on deck.
"I’m going!"
Yi Jisheng rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the cabin.
San Miyairi glanced at Chestnut dal: "Sword Saint, sorry to trouble you!"
Chestnut dal spat in frustration; he didn’t care about offending those amateur amateurs since they wouldn’t stand a chance even if they tead up against him. What bothered him was how fervently San Miyairi was acting as Lin Baici’s lackey.
You’re a Dongying citizen, a Snow Princess of Dayao, can’t you have so dignity?
It’s irritating!
"Sword Saint, there’s obviously pollution here, the longer we stay, the greater the danger!"
San Miyairi smiled.
"Got it!"
Chestnut dal shouted irritably, entered the cabin, and scolding and shouting broke out.
In the next mont, an unfortunate soul was tossed out like a ragged sack.
Chestnut dal was indeed Dragon Level; once he acted, those wild ones couldn’t resist, all driven to the deck like penned hen and ducks.
"There’s a sunken ship below, everyone must go underwater and retrieve a valuable item!"
Lin Baici instructed.
These people either looked around or hung their heads, all clearly reluctant to go underwater.
"Raise your heads and look at !"
Lin Baici’s voice grew colder.
A few glanced at Lin Baici, then quickly turned away, afraid to et his gaze, worried they’ll be the one to get shot at.
"Very well, every wild God Hunter needs to go underwater to salvage two valuable items!"
Lin Baici raised his left wrist and glanced at the watch: "If you’re not underwater in ten seconds, it’ll be three items!"
Lin Baici wasn’t bored enough to count down.
Anyway, if they don’t act by then, he’ll throw them down.
This selfish type isn’t needed by the team.
The Security Bureau staff quietly breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, while the wild ones panicked.
This ans more work?
So kept procrastinating, staying hopeful until the last mont, but others realized that if they wanted to follow this team on the subsequent journey, they’d need to contribute, or why would others shelter them?
Thus, people began jumping ship.
Splashes filled the air.
After ten seconds passed, Lin Baici turned around, sweeping his gaze across the deck.
"Are you counting people?"
"God Lin’s eyes are terrifying!"
"God Lin, I’m going now!"
The remaining wild ones on the deck, shaken by Lin Baici’s oppressive gaze, ran to the edge of the ship and jumped off.
"The first two jumped early, but one hasn’t resurfaced yet!"
Wang Helin watched the water, sighed: "I’m afraid it’s bad news!"
Lin Baici retrieved a thick coil of hemp rope, chopping it into ten-ter lengths, while instructing: "Quickly tie them to the ship’s side!"
This was to facilitate those who dived underwater to co back later.
"Little Linzi, over there!"
Xia Hongyao pointed.
A distance away on the river, a crimson patch erged, likely indicating soone’s blood spill.
Lin Baici looked downstream, about seven or eight ters away from the blood stain, a body surfaced, being carried away by the river.
Crash!
A short-haired man erged from the water, screaming as he swam towards the ship: "There’s a ghost, a ghost below!"
This guy appeared flustered; he hadn’t swum far forward when his entire body suddenly subrged, as if sothing dragged him by the leg into the depths.
"Help... help!"
Short-haired man struggled violently, bobbing up and down, flailing, but it was futile. After more than ten seconds of thrashing, he completely sank.
Blooop!
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