"Thump—!"
The two plunged into the icy, bone-chilling seawater almost simultaneously.
In an instant, immense water pressure surged in from all directions, and salty seawater filled the nostrils, making one's scalp tingle.
The world was swallowed up by darkness and cold in an instant.
Su Tang reacted extremely quickly, holding her breath the moment she fell.
She remained completely calm and focused her mind.
The next second, a compact, futuristic, streamlined jet ski appeared out of thin air in the seawater beneath the two of them.
Its entire body was jet black, blending perfectly into the sea at night.
"Come up!" Su Tang's voice sounded somewhat muffled through the cold seawater.
Qin Ye's adaptability far exceeded Su Tang's expectations.
In the past two days, Su Tang has been stuffing him with the forms and driving principles of these possible modes of transportation in the space, like cramming ducks.
Without the slightest hesitation or unfamiliarity, he flipped over, took a long stride, and steadily sat in the driver's seat, his hands precisely gripping the control lever.
The feeling was as if he wasn't experiencing this thing for the first time, but rather had driven it hundreds or thousands of times.
Su Tang followed closely behind, quickly straddling him and wrapping her arms tightly around his strong waist.
His back was broad and strong; even through her soaked clothes, she could feel the mountain-like warmth that instantly dispelled the chill that had crept into her heart from falling into the sea.
Su Tang raised her wrist, and her personal terminal projected a faint but clear light screen in the darkness, displaying the escape route and destination that had been planned in advance.
"Keep going in this direction, full speed ahead."
"Hold on tight."
Qin Ye's deep voice came through, and then he turned the control lever.
There was no roar of a traditional motor, only a faint "humming" sound.
The jet skis are powered by hydrodynamic fluid and are almost silent, like a black swordfish that instantly breaks through the water's surface and speeds away into the endless darkness.
Behind them, the explosions, piercing alarms, and chaotic shouts from the Noah's Ark were quickly left behind.
Su Tang originally thought that Qin Ye would follow the navigation and escape in a straight line as quickly as possible.
This is the most direct and logical choice.
But she soon realized she was wrong.
Qin Ye didn't walk in a straight line at all.
He hunched his back slightly, his sharp eyes fixed on the surging waves ahead, like a lone wolf hunting in the night.
He didn't push the speed to its limit; instead, he adjusted the direction and speed from time to time.
Su Tang was somewhat puzzled.
"Why not take a straight line? It'll be faster that way."
Qin Ye didn't turn around, his voice slightly broken by the sea breeze: "The waves are too high, and the target is too big."
"We are now sitting ducks."
Su Tang was stunned for a moment, then she understood.
She saw Qin Ye suddenly press down on the control lever, and the jet ski nimbly swerved, the entire vehicle almost skimming the shadow of a giant wave.
At the highest point of the wave, he would even instantly reduce the power, letting the motorcycle sink with the rise and fall of the waves, perfectly hiding the two figures on the other side of the waves.
Su Tang's heart skipped a beat.
She suddenly understood.
He wasn't riding a motorcycle.
He was using all the tactics he had learned in the high mountains to navigate this vast ocean.
He mistook the rise and fall of the ocean waves for the hills and ravines of the mountains.
He used the shadow of the wave crest as a natural cover to conceal his figure.
He even calculated the timing and angle of each wave to plan the most concealed and safest route of attack.
This is no longer just about driving skills.
This is a fighting instinct ingrained in one's bones, a terrifying talent that turns any environment into one's own battlefield.
Su Tang's arms around his waist tightened unconsciously.
She leaned against his back, and could clearly feel every contraction and relaxation of his back muscles, full of explosive power and ultimate control.
This man...
Whether it's tilling the land with a hoe, speeding across the plateau with a steering wheel, or now, escaping on a raging sea in a vehicle.
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