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The young Fallen One at the lookout was weaving a web of confusion, pointing this way and that. With just a few words, he provoked Xiao Qiang's irritation. The fluorescent-colored dough he was handling looked quite disgusting.
If it weren't for his desire to extract information about Little Pick-Up from him, he would have genuinely wanted to punch the guy's head in.
"Where are the girls you kidnapped?" Xiao Qiang demanded, his face dark with anger, keeping a distance of about a foot from the Young Corruptor. At the same time, he noticed that the object the guy was holding was indeed a piece of iron pipe he had seen in his dream.
"What girl? I don't understand what you're saying," the Young Corruptor feigned ignorance, shrugging as he set down the iron pipe and continued to sort through a heavy bundle of rope on the ground. As he bent down, his blood-red eyes slyly darted toward Xiao Qiang's back, where Chixia remained on high alert.
The aura emanating from the Visitor was different from that of other Fallen Ones; it seemed to be at a higher level. It was only because Chixia was present that the young Fallen One dared not act recklessly. They harbored a mix of respect and fear for their higher-ranked kind.
Faced with these two individuals of different identities, types, and even levels, the young Fallen One could only play dumb and stall for time, waiting for orders from the boss in the lower deck before making any decisions.
Xiao Qiang was inherently kind-hearted and generally did not resort to indiscriminate killing. This reflected the saying about being influenced by one's company.
Matt advocated for sharing a peaceful world with humanity; even though mutants possessed abilities, he was unwilling to misuse those powers to show off or harm anyone among humans.
In contrast, Professor R harbored deep distrust towards humanity, preferring to kill a thousand innocents rather than let one escape. He was solely focused on dominating the world and ruling the Earth.
As for the Young Corruptor, who posed no immediate threat to him, he couldn't bring himself to kill... Passing by the Young Corruptor, memories of last night's dream surfaced in his mind—scenes that were indeed bloody and bizarre.
Although the young Fallen One pretended to be relaxed while fiddling with the bundle of ropes as if treating the two strangers before him as transparent figures, there was an unsettling aura radiating from them that made him feel anxious.
Until he found out Jianjian's whereabouts, Xiao Qiang was unwilling to alert more Fallen Ones. He feared that these ruthless and bloodthirsty beings might harm her in a critical moment.
"Where is your leader?"
The Young Corruptor continued to ignore his question while pretending to be deaf as he fiddled with the ropes. The Fallen One felt the steady and powerful heartbeat of the Visitor nearby—thump, thump—each beat resonating against his shiny bald head.
Xiao Qiang glanced at the iron ladder positioned at the narrow well opening leading down below. To save time, he decided not to press further with his questioning of the Young Corruptor and hurried toward the well opening, preparing to descend...
At the lower end of the Shipyard, Nalan finally arrived. He saw Xiao Qiang seemingly negotiating with a Fallen One at the lookout and then noticed him heading toward the well opening. Panic set in; he jumped out of his vehicle and sprinted a few steps before climbing up the spiral staircase toward the top. As he ran, he shouted, "Wait for me..."
Following closely behind Xiao Qiang, Chixia was ready to strike at any moment. Seeing that her master had no intention of killing the young Fallen One before them, she refrained from acting against orders. Instead, she obediently trailed behind Xiao Qiang, her gaze occasionally darting towards the back of the Fallen One's head, sensing that there was something she needed in that area.
Nalan shouted out, and both Xiao Qiang and Chixia turned to see him panting as he climbed to the top of the shipyard.
Nalan shook his head, raising his firearm at the seemingly docile Young Corruptor. With a wry smile, he said to Xiao Qiang, "Are you human or ghost? You run faster than a rabbit."
Xiao Qiang's expression was one of cool indifference as he raised a finger in response.
Frustrated, Nalan didn’t say much more; after all, it was his own fault for lagging behind.
The three of them descended into the dark and murky air of the well shaft below.
“Damn it, this place is not fit for humans,” Nalan complained.
“This has never been a place for humans,” Xiao Qiang retorted coldly. His gaze swept across the space, searching for anything suspicious. A faint scent of rust mingled with an indescribable odor that resembled Blood Stench wafted toward them.
Here, they faced not only the brutal Fallen One but also had to contend with the cunning Snake Woman Mutant. Jianjian was in grave danger, and Xiao Qiang felt an urgent need to reach the lower cargo hold. As they descended, the space opened up before them, revealing a workshop filled with corroded iron objects. It was eerily quiet; it seemed no one was around. These crafty creatures were hiding deep enough—
They had searched the lower hold for nearly half an hour without finding any trace or clue of Jianjian’s presence. Finally, they arrived at a high-hanging iron hook and pulley system. Both Xiao Qiang and Nalan found it strange that aside from the young Fallen One, there were almost no other Fallen Ones in sight throughout the shipyard.
“Did they burrow underground? Or did they catch my scent and run away in fear?” Nalan boasted arrogantly.
“Don’t let your guard down…”
“Kid, are you scared?” Nalan teased as he raised his firearm and waved the Red Ray around dramatically, shouting mockingly, “Bang bang bang! One down for each that comes; two down for every pair!”
“Stop messing around…” Xiao Qiang frowned as he scanned their surroundings. They couldn’t remain in this stalemate; they needed to expand their search area. However, if all three concentrated their efforts together, it would waste a lot of time. Splitting up would save time and allow them to narrow down their search area more quickly.
With this thought in mind, he resolutely said to Chixia and Nalan, “Let’s split into three groups. Be careful. If anything happens, shout out loudly and we’ll regroup here in the end.”
Nalan Gan chuckled a few times and said, "I can't run away, but if it comes to finding someone for the competition, I will definitely have the upper hand over you."
Xiao Qiang, the thug, nodded in agreement.
Chixia remained silent, quietly accepting her master's orders.
The three of them dispersed from different directions, cautiously advancing.
The lower cabin workshop was dark and damp, especially with the pungent, corrosive smell in the air, which wafted through the dark space like decaying wood and soil mingling with skin.
"Jianjian..." Xiao Qiang couldn't help but shout out loud.
In the sealed structure of the lower cabin, his voice echoed for a long time. The workshop was extensive, mostly occupied by rusted iron objects. Just as they were desperately searching and feeling increasingly frustrated, a sound reminiscent of metal rang out from behind them, resonating sharply... Suddenly, this sound intensified, revealing a series of metallic clashing noises that surged forward, accompanied by a chilling aura that approached rapidly. Xiao Qiang was startled and turned to look in the direction of the sound—
A fluorescent object appeared in his line of sight, wielding a curved blade. The blade was drawn, its cold gleam aimed directly at Xiao Qiang.
With a clang that mixed with metallic clinks, Xiao Qiang swiftly dodged the sliding arc of the cold blade. The curved knife missed its target and struck against the iron wall of the lower cabin, sending sparks flying in all directions.
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