As the concrete fragments rustled into the abyss, the golden blood vessels on Mou Xuan's combat uniform suddenly made a mechanical sound of gears meshing.
He inserted the fingertips of his right hand into the buckle of his tactical belt, pulled out three silver capsules and smashed them into the crack - they were liquid nitrogen compressed by the power of time.
"Lao Hu! The coordinates are locked at 37° southeast!"
The moment the refrigerant gas exploded, Mou Xuan's left hand had already pressed the emergency airbag button on Shen Yao's tactical backpack.
The moment the two were pushed away from the collapse area by the recoil force, the tactical rope he threw out with his right hand accurately caught the falling water quality inspector.
Ice crystals condensed into a dome above their heads, blocking the gushing blue fluorescence for twelve seconds of absolute freezing.
"How much Sand of Time is left?" Chen Yao supported herself with one hand and turned over and jumped up, the ice blade condensed into a spiral detector in her palm.
In the tactical eyepiece, the gear totem on Mou Xuan's back was rotating at an angle that was contrary to ergonomics, and golden blood seeped into the soil along the seams of his combat uniform.
"That's enough for them." Mou Xuan tore off the tourniquet on his left arm, and golden and red blood dripped onto the detector probe.
Lao Hu's instrument suddenly made a sharp beep, and the pollution values on the screen began to flow backwards - this is the unique tracing ability of the time ability user.
The figures of the three people moving through the ruins were lengthened by the moonlight. Chen Yao noticed that every time Mou Xuan used his supernatural powers, a bulge like a rotating spring would appear under the skin on the back of his neck.
As the second wave of ground cracks tore through the asphalt road just behind them, Mou Xuan suddenly dragged the two of them into a half-collapsed gas station.
“Look down!”
He slapped his gold-dyed palm on the rusty gas pump, and the grit of time flowed back down the oil pipeline into the ground.
A flame wrapped in No. 92 gasoline suddenly gushed out from the crack in the ground thirty meters away, burning the squirming blue substance into charred stalactites.
Lao Hu’s detector finally stopped counting down, and the red dot froze on the spillway of the abandoned reservoir.
"It's a reservoir converted from an air-raid shelter during World War II," he said, wiping the ice off his glasses, "but the concrete grade..."
"That's enough." Mou Xuan tore open the energy gel package and bit it between his teeth, using his combat boots to crush the ice crystals on the ground.
Chen Yao watched the gears on his back begin to rotate in the reverse direction, and suddenly realized that those golden blood vessels were actually the embodiment of time scales.
When the iron door of the air-raid shelter was blown open by the liquid nitrogen blaster, dense fluorescent jellyfish were floating in the foul sewage.
Even though he was wearing a gas mask, Engineer Qu was still choked and took two steps back: "These spores... No, they are simulating the life form of silicon-based organisms!"
"Use purifier No. 4." A sampling bottle condensed at the tip of Chen Yao's ice blade.
"It's useless," Qu Gong's gloves left an afterimage on the tablet computer. "The cell membranes of these pollutants will remember the attack method. The ultrasonic pulse used last time actually made them evolve..."
Mou Xuan suddenly took off his mask and took a deep breath of the poison gas, and golden blood vessels instantly covered his neck.
Amid the exclamations of the crowd, he leaped into the sewage pool. The moment the tactical dagger scratched his wrist, golden-red blood beads drew a hexagram on the water surface.
"Are you crazy?" When Chen Yao's ice rope was wrapped around his waist, she found that the fluorescent jellyfish were frantically devouring the golden particles in the blood.
When Mou Xuan was pulled ashore, his whole body was steaming with heat, and the torn parts of his combat uniform revealed his mechanical skin that was in the process of being reconstructed.
"Write down this frequency." He threw the soaked tactical tablet to Engineer Qu. On the screen was a resonance spectrum of a swarm of jellyfish devouring supernatural blood. "Use the water pipe to play a variation of Flight of the Bumblebee, and adjust the purifier to the pH of a whiskey sour. Don't ask me why. Calculate it based on the metabolic rate when the blood oxygen concentration is 92%..."
Engineer Qu straightened his glasses, his fingers leaving afterimages on the virtual keyboard: "This doesn't conform to fluid mechanics... Wait, if we use the siphon effect to create spiral turbulence..." He suddenly grabbed the intercom and yelled: "Logistics team! Change the sound wave generator to a saxophone resonance chamber structure!"
When the improved purification device roared into life, the sewage pool turned a whiskey-amber color.
Fluorescent jellyfish collide with each other in jazz frequencies, and the exploding spores are neutralized by acid into harmless calcium carbonate.
Chen Yao leaned against the rusty water pipe, watching Mou Xuan use the tip of the dagger to correct Engineer Qu's calculation error. The water droplets on his eyelashes glowed light gold in the moonlight.
"The gears on your back..." She couldn't help it after all.
Mou Xuan bandaged his wrist, which was still oozing golden blood, and half of a mechanical gear was exposed from the tear in his tactical gloves: "A part got stuck when I reversed time and space to save you last time." He spoke easily, as if he was discussing whether to choose compressed biscuits or canned beef for breakfast.
Chen Yao's ice blade silently melted into water, and she suddenly found that Mou Xuan's shadow was three points lighter than that of others - just like a pencil drawing lightly wiped by an eraser.
The water drops that fell from the top of the air-raid shelter hovered in the air, reflecting the nebula map rotating deep in his pupils, where billions of stars were heading towards their destined annihilation.
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Chen Yao's fingertips paused for half a second on the water stains from the melted ice blade, and the fibers of the tactical gloves that were saturated with water suddenly became heavy.
While checking the joints of the water pipe, she placed her palm on the place where Mou Xuan had just stood - the metal surface still retained a scorching temperature, like the hot heartbeat that he always liked to hide behind his cold jokes.
"Team Leader Shen!" Engineer Qu suddenly poked his head out of the equipment box, his gas mask tilted on his head like a funny diving goggles, "Help me hold down this resonance valve!"
The ice crystal she instantly released accurately froze the vibrating copper valve, but she missed a beat when she caught a glimpse of Mou Xuan's arm with his sleeves rolled up.
Those golden blood vessels were rising and falling as he adjusted the sound wave generator, like liquid gears flowing in a precision clock.
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