He obviously had a diving suit on him all the time. Shedding the black windbreaker on the outside, he directly opened the other cabin door and swam away. At the same time, a large amount of airflow sprayed out behind him, significantly increasing his speed. It seemed to be some kind of acceleration equipment.

Garen pulled out his saber and swam straight toward that person. This person had been following behind him and waiting idly to reap the benefit, treating him as a fool and taking him as an uninformed person who knew nothing.

The speed of the two was not a lot different. Although that person was using an accelerator, he still could not shake off Garen. He was instantly alarmed; when he looked back, he was immediately in shock.

Garen was clearly just making a few simple strokes, but his body was as flexible and as natural as a fish, and his speed was even faster than himself.

"I am not from the White Crab Army!" He hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted. "I have been a.s.sisting you along the way. Haven't you noticed?"

Garen grinned and continued giving chase.

"I am here to help you get rid of the White Crab Army! The enemy's enemy is a friend! Why are you chasing me!?" The windbreaker person was feeling nervous at once.

Whoos.h.!.+

The saber light flashed, and the clothes behind his b.u.t.t were missing a patch, scaring the fellow into quickly increasing the output of the propeller behind him in order to widen the distance again.

"I'm your friend! Friend! b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l, can't you understand!?" The windbreaker-man was frustrated.

Whis.h.!.+

The boot on his leg was directly missing the sole, and the right leg was almost cut off.

Garen chuckled and continued catching up with his saber. This scared the h.e.l.l out of the windbreaker-man. He promptly accelerated again, but the acceleration could only increase the speed for a short time, and there was no way of maintaining it. After all, the accelerator also had its durability and capacity factor. A short-term acceleration was equivalent to a short-term overclocking, and so it would not last.

"I haven't harmed you at all!" The windbreaker person, whose heart was initially filled with glee from having taken advantage, was now having a brain dysfunction and shouting non-stop. "Isn't it just a few pieces of your Soul Crystal? I'll give them back to you!" He quickly threw out the Soul Seed that had just merged together in his hand.

Garen grabbed it, his face revealing a strange expression.

"What is this?"

"The Soul Seed! Didn't you come looking for me for this?!" The windbreaker-man was exasperated.

"For this?" Garen immediately showed a baffled face. "No? I didn't even know you have this stuff."

"Then why are you chasing me?!" The windbreaker person was about to have a breakdown.

Garen quickly put away the Soul Seed, "You look powerful, and you definitely can have a good fight with me!" Stas.h.i.+ng away the Soul Seed, Garen exposed his teeth and smiled again. "I didn't expect to reap a new benefit just like that. Not bad, not bad!"

"Don't play tricks!"

Before the windbreaker person's voice had come out, he could feel a chill at the back of his a.s.s.

Whoos.h.!.+

A saber light swept past, and the surface of the diving suit on his b.u.t.t was precisely sliced off as though a scalpel was used, revealing the white b.u.t.tocks.

"I'll kill you!" The windbreaker person finally broke down and turned around to charge at Garen. He did not conceal himself anymore, instead revealing a girl's voice. With an incomparable anger and humiliation, she rushed at Garen.

As a girl whose pants were actually lopped off at the b.u.t.t, showing her embarra.s.sing part in front of a man, this was simply a great humiliation!

"Um!" Garen was originally only trying to tease this fellow. He did not expect him to be a female, and it sounded like she was not of age yet. His heart panicked.

Boom.

The girl rushed to the front of Garen, and she madly slammed her fist into Garen's face with full force. And then, her neck was caught by a big hand.

Removing the outer clothes, her body was extraordinarily pet.i.te. Because her arms were not long enough, she could only fling them about in front of Garen's eyes.

"Let me go!"

Garen grabbed this fellow's neck and swam upward.

The girl was only now revealing her true appearance amid the struggle. She had a long, bright purple hair until the waist and hip, but her body was no different from a child's. Her chest was flat, though she did have long legs. However, the aura of a girl was completely absent.

Nonetheless, what made Garen felt familiar was that her body also exuded a similar aura as his.

That was the Soul Energy.

"Mother Stream System?"

He casually asked.

"Ah! You too!?" The girl suddenly was instantly stunned.

Pooh!

The two emerged from the sea, and the girl pulled the mask off her head, revealing a beautiful face. She looked like she was about the age of eighteen. She began to breathe in mouthfuls of fresh air.

Garen's vital capacity was exceptional to an anomalous state. In the few minutes from going underwater to the present, there was no need for a change of air.

The helicopter dropped down the ladder, and Garen carried the girl in one hand while grabbing the ladder with another hand, quickly climbing up. He returned to the helicopter.

"You freak!" The purple-haired girl was thrown onto the s.p.a.cious floor of the helicopter by Garen. The s.p.a.ce of a military helicopter was relatively large. After all, it was a heavy-typed, and it could generally carry more than a dozen soldiers at one time.

"Taking off a girl's pants! If it's not for the kind of perverted and filthy thoughts, the general perverts would not even do this kind of shameless act! I'm going to go to the headquarters to sue you! Just you wait!" The girl shouted. However, at this moment, she could only lay on the ground and did not dare to get up as the pants on her b.u.t.t had been cut by Garen. Once she got up, anyone could see her white tender b.u.t.tocks clearly.

"Who is she?" Kong Xinxue was speechless that Garen caught such a little girl as he went down.

"I don't know." Garen shrugged. His body felt very uncomfortable as he was soaking wet. He quivered his body, and a vast amount of water vapor immediately dissipated into a mist and began to rise.

Kong Xinxue and the little girl watched with their eyes affixed.

"Fr... Freak! With such a great law restriction...you can actually achieve this level of control!" The little girl was obviously a person who was savvy in the art, and she clearly knew how difficult this kind of technique was. Seeing this scene at the moment, her face blanched a little.

Garen's clothes quickly dried up, and he sat back in his seat, casually propping his saber against the seat.

"Alright. We'll talk once we get back."

There were black pilots on the plane, so it was inconvenient to talk. However, this little girl was definitely one of the Transmigrators of Lighthouse. This was beyond doubt. She was also from the Mother Stream System and even knew about Soul Seed, which was the name known only in Mother Stream. It seemed that there could be some valuable information to be dug out.

Garen's eyes on the little girl suddenly became somewhat satisfying.

The little girl was scared by his blatant gaze.

"b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l... Could this fellow be already at the Demon Lord Level!? He can even do kind of freaky act in this kind of world. If it were at other systems, it might still be comprehensible. If he was also from the Mother Stream System..." She did not dare to think about it anymore. "It can't be that unfortunate..." She began to be nervous and anxious.

Even in the entire Lighthouse, there were less than a handful of those who were at the level of Demon Lords, not to mention in the most difficult Mother Stream System.

She was frightened at one side, while Garen began reaching one of his hand into his bosom and pressed onto the Soul Seed to start absorbing it.

A large amount of Soul Energy began surging incessantly into the Soul Ring. A lot of the basic killing experiences and sentiments were mixed in it. The protagonist was Slayer.

This was obviously some of the Soul Energy Crystals that Slayer had voluntarily split out to for the purpose of trading with others. He just did not expect those heads to merely have the experience and sentiment. Without a matching courage, everything was useless.

Since the beginning, Garen at the Secret Technique World understood that if the heart was timid, one could be crushed even by the opponents of the same level.

Timidity would give rise to indecisiveness, and indecisiveness would produce hesitancy. Hesitancy would cause one to be unable to take action with resolve and to react decisively. When one step was slowed down, every step that followed would be delayed. The entire strength in the body could not be played out at the moment when it was pushed to the peak and could only be interrupted by the opponent when the strength had not been acc.u.mulated to the vertex. Therefore, it would be considered quite good if one was able to bring into play sixty percent of one's capability.

When the strength and speed were not as good as the opponent's, there would only be one result – defeat.

On the battlefield, that would be death!

So, even if those people obtained the Soul Crystal, it was just a waste. It was simply impossible for them to exert its effects.

That was probably why Slayer did not mind giving out the Soul Crystal.

"Well, what's your name?" Garen looked at the little girl lying on the floor.

"Night Water," The girl's heart skipped a beat and hurriedly replied.

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"You're awake?" Yuria had just woken up when he heard the girl's voice ringing in his ear.

"The injuries are much better. Just need a few more days to be healed. What an enviable body." The girl gently pulled up Yuria's pants.

"..."

Yuria was already feeling numb. Being body-checked by a girl every day, anyone would feel numb.

"Who are you actually? How 'bout my sis? Where is she now?" He could not help but ask.

He was still lying on the bed in the log cabin, while the girl would take care of him once a day. The rest of the time, she would complete ch.o.r.es such as chopping wood for cooking and starting a fire. The girl would always say nothing. Apart from the times when she took care of him, she would always be silent. No matter what Yuria asked, she would not reply, as if she was deaf and mute.

"Didn't you want to find your mother?" The girl answered softly. "She should be at the Forest Capital."

"The Forest Capital?" Yuria repeated.

"Yes, I only know that," The girl stopped talking.

Yuria felt that his body had recovered a lot, and he seemed to be able to move.

He slowly tried to raise his hand, and his right arm was instantly lifted up.

"I can move!" He was overjoyed.

"Congratulations." The girl nodded and showed a smile.

"I should thank you instead for saving me." Yuria was in a good mood. "But can you tell me your true ident.i.ty? Why do you know so many things?"

The girl shook her head.

"Sorry, I can't tell you."

She brought a bowl of oatmeal with some oil and salt in it, which smelled aromatic.

"There are many people looking for you on the outside. Once your injuries are healed, you won't have to worry about the spy. This is your contact number." The girl returned the phone to Yuria.

When their fingers touched each other, Yuria s.h.i.+vered slightly. His feeling toward this mysterious girl was very complicated. His entire body had been seen by the other party. As this kind of care had lasted for so long, it caused him to involuntarily have some different feelings.

"Don't think too much." The girl smiled slightly. "You will meet a lot of girls who are better in the future, I'm…not worthy of you." There was no other expression on her face other than her smile, but her eyes revealed a trace of hopelessness and deathly stillness.

Yuria opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when he saw this deathly stillness, he was suddenly stunned, unable to say anything more.