The changes of the ocean are unpredictable. Countless divers and explorers have perished in its depths. Faced with the tumultuous waves and vastness of the sea, humanity feels incredibly small, like a speck of dust in the boundless ocean. Within these waters lie many creatures, and here, humans are not the masters; we are merely transient visitors, the weakest of guests.
During this dive into the deep sea, Shunzi and I encountered various bizarre creatures several times, including large jellyfish and squids. Fortunately, as long as we did not provoke them, these beings posed little danger to us. Generally, without the stimulus of blood, they would not actively attack humans.
However, we could not rule out the possibility of accidents. Shunzi and I were extremely cautious. With Shunzi's underwater light scanning ahead, we swam about a hundred meters when he suddenly stopped. I approached and tapped his shoulder, asking why he had halted.
Shunzi directed the underwater light forward, and only then did I notice that we had swum into a school of sharks. A large group was swimming about ten meters ahead of us—at least several dozen sharks of various species, including Nurse Sharks and a multitude of others, but I did not see any Great White Sharks.
These sharks were swimming back and forth, but I noticed a significant issue: they were merely moving side to side without advancing, as if something was blocking their path. The sharks collided with one another but did not engage in any aggressive behavior; it was surprisingly harmonious to watch.
Shunzi gestured to me, asking, "What should we do? Should we try to swim through?"
The situation with the shark school was ambiguous—it could be dangerous or not. If we timed it right and didn’t attract their attention, we might pass through without incident. But if we caught their eye, neither Shunzi nor I would escape unscathed.
Although these sharks were not particularly large, if they surrounded us, it would be enough to cause serious harm. Even if we didn’t die, we would likely lose some flesh. I waved my hand and said, "Let’s go around."
Shunzi nodded in agreement. We both rose and began to swim sideways to avoid the group of sharks. After making a wide detour, we barely managed to evade them. Just as we were about to move forward again, I suddenly noticed something approaching from our side.
The visibility in the deep sea was too low for me to see clearly. I signaled for Shunzi to use his underwater light again. When he shone it in that direction, I was instantly drenched in cold sweat; Shunzi let out a frightened whimper because the group of sharks had turned around and was charging toward us.
Without a moment to think, I waved my hand and quickly turned to swim away. We both desperately pushed forward, but I knew very well that the speed of those sharks far exceeded ours. Just as we had swum a short distance away, our safety line suddenly reached its limit, causing us to get stuck abruptly.
Shunzi was anxiously about to cut the safety rope, but I knew very well that even if we did, we wouldn't escape the pursuit of these sharks. In fact, it would only put us in a worse situation. I stepped forward and grabbed Shunzi's hand, stopping him from opening the rope.
Shunzi looked a bit dazed; he hadn't yet grasped what was happening when the group of sharks surrounded us with lightning speed. Soon, dozens of sharks were weaving around us, and this scene reminded me of something out of a horror movie. But I knew this was reality, and one misstep could lead to our doom.
At first, they didn't attack us directly but swam back and forth around us, occasionally brushing against us as if testing our reactions. Each time, I managed to fend them off with my Spear.
I signaled to Shunzi to stay calm and not make any sudden moves. Humans were unfamiliar to sharks, so they were unlikely to attack unless it was a Great White Shark, the kind of killing machine that posed a real threat. However, they would quickly learn that if we didn’t send any signals of danger, we could easily become their next meal.
Logically speaking, this group of sharks shouldn't be interested in us! They weren't the type that would actively attack humans. What could possibly be attracting them? I kept my eyes fixed on their every move, gripping my Spear tightly, ready to strike at any moment.
Suddenly, I realized something alarming: it seemed like the sharks were specifically targeting Shunzi. They were consistently circling him on either side while I was relatively ignored. What was going on?
Shunzi only had an Underwater Light in his hand, which he was frantically sweeping back and forth, his face filled with terror. He pulled out his Paratrooper Knife. Although it wouldn’t do much good, at least it provided him with some comfort.
After observing closely, I figured it out: Shunzi's wound must have reopened. The pressure underwater was too great; he had just begun to heal when he entered the sea. As soon as the wound ruptured, blood would naturally flow, attracting the sharks.
Even though he was wearing a Diving Suit, the Blood Smell could catch the attention of sharks from several kilometers away. I needed to think of a way to save him; otherwise, both Shunzi and I would surely perish if the sharks decided to attack.
I gestured to him, "Your wound has reopened; you need to get out of here quickly. I'll cover you while you make a break for it." After saying this, I grabbed his safety rope and pulled hard twice to send a signal of danger back to the fishing boat.
Sure enough, as soon as I tugged on the rope a few times, Shunzi’s safety line tightened and began pulling him swiftly toward the Sea Surface. The sharks immediately converged on him while I followed closely behind; my priority was ensuring his safety.
Just as the safety rope was pulling Shunzi upward, one of the two-meter-long Nurse Sharks opened its mouth wide and charged straight at him. Determined to fight back, I positioned myself in front of Shunzi, quickly raised my right hand holding the Spear, and thrust it forward. The spear struck true, piercing the shark's eye. The Nurse Shark thrashed violently in the water as blood streamed from its wounded eye.
When I shot a shark, the other sharks quickly darted away, but they had no intention of leaving; they simply circled around and came back. As I released Shunzi, intending to lead the group of sharks away, he grabbed me tightly, mumbling something incoherent.
I knew he didn't want to leave me behind, but if I didn't do this, neither of us would escape. It was the only option we had. I turned and pushed Shunzi away, gesturing for him to hurry and leave. This time, he didn't hesitate. After tossing me the Underwater Light, he grasped the safety rope and climbed up as fast as he could.
Holding the light, I swam directly toward the group of sharks. The intelligence of animals will never surpass that of humans, and sure enough, they were drawn to me. My spear was useless now, practically a piece of scrap metal. I waved the Underwater Light back and forth, but there were too many sharks; trying to break through felt like a pipe dream.
Though I maintained my composure, fear still gripped my heart. At that moment, I truly wished someone would come to rescue me. The matter with the men in black was still unresolved, and here I was about to meet my end just as the sharks were preparing to attack.
Suddenly, a terrifying sound erupted from the depths of the sea, shaking the entire ocean around me. The noise was horrifying, resembling the howl of a ferocious beast, yet it was unlike anything I had ever heard before. I knew there was no known creature capable of producing such a wail; it could only be described as a ghostly cry...
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