ebookland Chapter 1110
Chapter 1110
This precise control over collection was difficult, but it was miraculously successful.
With oxygen, Qi Mingyu will not drown for the time being.
Zhou Shuwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At this point, she was more than 100 meters away from the mothership.
Swimming alone wouldn't be enough to reach Qi Mingyu before exhausting his strength, let alone save him.
She opened the space again and took out the submarine.
Taking it out is easy, but getting it back up is difficult.
She struggled to move her body and swam toward the submarine.
With every movement, excruciating pain shot through the wound on his chest, and blood gushed out continuously, leaving a dark red trail in the seawater.
She gritted her teeth, enduring the dizziness and pain, and with her strong willpower, slowly approached the submarine. Then, with her last bit of strength, she climbed up with great difficulty.
Once inside the submarine, Zhou Shuwan could no longer hold on and collapsed there, panting heavily.
More blood flowed from his chest, staining the ground red.
Ignoring her wounds, she climbed back to the driver's seat and pressed the submarine's start button with trembling fingers.
"Om-"
The submarine emitted a soft rumble as it slowly sank to the seabed.
This prevents the mother ship from detecting the submarine beneath it.
Zhou Shuwan set the course and slowly steered the submarine toward the hull of the mothership.
She dared not let the submarine get too close, and could only stop a few dozen meters away from the bottom of the ship, and then mobilized her spatial perception again to confirm Qi Mingyu's location.
At this moment, her mental energy was severely depleted, her vision blurred intermittently, and her consciousness fluctuated between lucidity and unconsciousness.
She was no longer able to save Qi Mingyu on her own.
Therefore, she must untie the iron chains binding Qi Mingyu as soon as possible, otherwise, if those people discover that Qi Mingyu is still alive, or change their minds, Qi Mingyu's life will be in danger.
She gritted her teeth, concentrated her last bit of willpower, and removed the ropes binding the bottom of the boat.
With a crisp "crack," the sturdy iron chain snapped and was stored in Zhou Shuwan's spatial storage.
Then, she could no longer hold on, her vision went black, and she completely lost consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, she used her last bit of strength to shut down the submarine's engine.
In the darkness, Zhou Shuwan felt as if she had fallen into an endless abyss, her body feeling light and powerless.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she vaguely felt someone gently touching her body, and a pair of warm hands carefully tending to the wound on her chest.
She tried to open her eyes to see who it was, but her eyelids felt as heavy as lead, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them.
The weakness from blood loss overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, leaving her completely at the mercy of the other party, and she fell into a deep coma once again.
Consciousness felt like it was drowning in a boundless, deep sea—chaotic, heavy, and chillingly cold.
Zhou Shuwan struggled for a long time before finally breaking free from that long darkness.
The blurry light and shadows came into view through the porthole, carrying the unique deep blue of the sea. In my ears was a low hum, like the sound of machinery running, or the echo of waves crashing against metal.
She opened her mouth, but her throat was so dry and painful that she couldn't utter a sound. She could only move her eyes blankly, looking around at the unfamiliar yet familiar surroundings.
The interior of the submarine is not large, but the furnishings are simple yet clean, and there are still some traces of seawater washing on the metal walls.
Outside the porthole was a deep, almost impenetrable blue.
The scene was so familiar that she was momentarily disoriented, as if she had returned to the six months when her family was searching for hot spring minerals.
"Wanwan? Wanwan, you're awake?"
A hoarse voice, brimming with undisguised joy, rang in my ears.
Zhou Shuwan turned her head with difficulty and saw a familiar face approaching.
That was Qi Mingyu. His eyes were dark and bluish, as if he hadn't slept for several nights. His stubble had turned bluish, making him look somewhat disheveled.
But when his gaze fell upon her open eyes, he was instantly overwhelmed with indescribable joy, and his haggard face was revitalized by this joy.
"Brother Xiao Yu..."
The belated memories surged like a tidal wave, instantly shattering the chaos in her mind.
Zhou Shuwan was both surprised and delighted, and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Qi Mingyu.
But as soon as she moved her arm, a heart-wrenching pain shot through her chest. She gasped, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead, her face turning as pale as paper.
"Don't move! Don't move!" Qi Mingyu quickly reached out and gently pressed her shoulder, his voice full of anxiety and heartache: "Your wound has finally started to heal, you can't move around, or it will reopen."
His movements were very gentle, and the warmth of his palms seeped through the thin clothing, carrying a reassuring power.
Zhou Shuwan bit her lip, enduring the pain, and lay back down following his force.
My gaze returned to the deep sea outside the porthole, and a flood of questions welled up in my mind.
"How long have I been unconscious?" Her voice was dry and hoarse, as if it had been sanded. "Mothership... what's the situation on the mothership now? Who attacked us? Where are Mom and Dad? And is Mumu alright?"
A series of questions came out of his mouth.
Looking at her anxious appearance, Qi Mingyu's eyes flashed with a complex emotion, including heartache, guilt, and an indescribable heaviness.
He didn't answer immediately, but turned around and brought her a glass of water, then took out a disposable straw and carefully held it to her lips.
"Don't rush, drink some water first, your throat is too dry. It's a bit complicated, let me explain it to you slowly, don't get agitated, or your wound will start hurting again."
Zhou Shuwan felt her throat was so dry it was almost burning; the series of questions she had just asked had exhausted her last bit of strength.
She obediently opened her mouth, put the straw in her mouth, and began to suck greedily.
She took several sips in a row until the dryness in her throat was relieved, then stopped, her eyes still fixed on Qi Mingyu, waiting for his answer.
Qi Mingyu sat down on the chair next to her, leaned forward slightly, and slowly said, "Wanwan, you've been unconscious for three whole days."
Three days? !
Zhou Shuwan's eyelids twitched violently!
She thought she had just taken a nap, but she never expected to have been unconscious for so long.
What happened on the mothership during those three days? What happened to their families?
She dared not think too deeply, and could only hold her breath and continue listening to Qi Mingyu speak.
"After you untied my ropes that day, I recovered quickly because you had prepared an oxygen tank for me beforehand, so I didn't choke on seawater. The first thing I knew when I regained consciousness was that you had saved me. I guessed that you were also in the sea, so I swam out from the hull compartment and quickly spotted the submarine!"