Yanhai Wharf.
The largest port in Yanhai City, it connects many important waterways, and Yanhai City's economy relies heavily on this port.
Now.
The scene was chaotic, cargo scattered everywhere, and the port workers fled in all directions, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Their speed was remarkable, their escape skills top-notch.
Boom!
Bang!
Roaring sounds echoed.
In the distance, a three-to-four-meter-tall octopus waved its tentacles, constantly bombarding the ground. Each tentacle had nearly four hundred suckers, each with powerful suction, making it difficult for anyone entangled to escape.
"[Incantation in Chinese characters - roughly translates to: Flying sky deceiving fire, divine extreme thunder, upper and lower tai chi, pervading four dimensions, overturning heaven and earth... Command to pursue quickly, as fast as the law.]"
"[Blazing Fire Thunder Curse!]"
A middle-aged man in a suit, holding a Taoist sword in both hands, chanted an incantation, communicating with the divine power of heaven and earth. Suddenly, a ball of flame floated in front of him, burning with electric arcs within, possessing immense power.
"Go!"
The Taoist Academy graduate waved his sword, and with a whoosh, the floating flame instantly engulfed the octopus.
"Amazing!"
The three experts who had just been fighting the octopus smiled happily. They were struggling against this evil creature; its suckers were too terrifying, its tentacles too numerous and dense, making it difficult to dodge.
Now, seeing their companion unleash his ultimate move, they felt relieved. Could this octopus evil creature possibly survive?
The Taoist middle-aged man, looking slightly strained, said proudly, "What you're saying is nonsense. Of course, it's amazing! This is a spell from Volume Four of the Supreme Three Caves Divine Incantations. It's quite taxing for me to cast, you know."
"It'll be a cooked octopus soon."
One man curled his lip. "What's so great about it? Maoshan has this kind of divine spell too."
The Taoist man retorted, "Yours is a pirated version."
"Amitabha."
A Buddhist Academy graduate, witnessing this scene, appeared calm. He had long been accustomed to this. As a group of four, they complemented each other. He acted as the bait, attracting the evil creature's attention, giving his companions the opportunity to unleash their ultimate moves.
He looked at his reddened palms and chanted "Amitabha" again, regretting that he had chosen the Buddhist Academy. He was always the one getting beaten up.
At this moment.
The evil octopus shrieked heart-wrenchingly, its cries chilling. Its eight tentacles flailed wildly, cracking the ground with each strike, dislodging large chunks of concrete.
They watched, feeling a pang of distress.
Road repairs were expensive, labor costs were high, and it would all come out of the budget, their tax money.
Suddenly.
The aura of the evil octopus changed, emitting a dense black fog.
The four experts, who had just been boasting, changed their expressions drastically.
"Not good."
Bang!
The octopus's eyes glowed red, its body enlarged, its tentacles thickened. The injuries inflicted by the Blazing Fire Thunder Curse gradually healed. It waved its eight tentacles, shattering the curse into scattered fireballs that slammed into the chests of the four experts.
The four were sent flying.
The Buddhist expert, with his stronger physique, didn't fly but staggered backward violently.
Pfft!
The four spat out blood, staring in horror at the scene before them. How could this be? The evil creature, just three to four meters tall moments ago, had suddenly grown to five or six meters.
"Its power isn't level four, it's level five."
"A level five evil creature appearing here, and such a difficult one at that. We're no match for it."
The evil octopus flailed wildly, enraged. It had been hiding in the river, and simply because it wanted to see if humans tasted good, it secretly ate one and was chased and beaten.
It felt that humans were truly stingy.
Wasn't it just one?
Was it necessary to go this far?
In that case, it might as well eat them all.
Then.
A figure descended from the sky, landing on a crane.
"I'm very unhappy right now."
A voice came.
The four experts looked up and saw a man standing on the crane, bald, wearing an eye patch, with a serious expression. Seeing the newcomer, they cried out in surprise:
"One-Eyed Dragon!"
They wouldn't normally call the one-eyed man "One-Eyed Dragon," but they were too excited to hold back. They were met with a look that could kill.
One-Eyed Dragon was in a bad mood. He wasn't usually like this.
But ever since he had interacted with those two lunatics, he hadn't been happy.
He couldn't vent his anger on his subordinates.
He could only vent it on evil creatures.
"Evil Octopus, I hope you're durable enough for me to vent properly." One-Eyed Dragon said calmly.
On the overpass.
An ambulance sped along. Deputy Director Li, driving, held the steering wheel with one hand and a cigarette with the other, his gaze fixed ahead. Qingshan Mental Hospital was just ahead, their destination.
Traffic jam.
Private cars were stopped ahead, motionless.
Beep! Beep!
Deputy Director Li honked the horn. Couldn't they move? Did they know he had two mental patients in his car? Did they believe he'd let them out to hack them to death?
This was just his inner monologue.
In reality, he smiled helplessly and said, "Even the overpass is jammed. There's a lot of traffic today."
The driver held a lighter, nervous as the Deputy Director spoke to him. Seeing the cigarette in the Deputy Director's hand go out, he quickly extended both hands.
"Director, let me light your cigarette."
Deputy Director Li looked at the cigarette butt, indeed extinguished, then smiled and lowered his head towards the lighter, patting the driver's hand in thanks.
"Help!"
"Evil creature, there's an evil creature!"
"Run!"
A large group of citizens ahead abandoned their cars and fled in panic.
"Evil creature?" Deputy Director Li shook his head and chuckled, looking at the driver beside him. "You might not know, but evil creatures aren't actually that scary, because..."
Bang!
A dark figure slammed into the car window, cracking the glass. He had clearly been thrown by an evil creature. The man's expression was pained, as if pleading for help, writing with bloody fingers on the window:
'SOS'
He didn't want to speak because he was mute.
Deputy Director Li and the driver exchanged glances. In a split second, without a word, they each opened their doors and decisively got out of the car, their speed remarkable, without the slightest hesitation.
Evil creatures were truly terrifying!
In the distance.
A two-meter-tall octopus moved with its tentacles. It couldn't speak, but it cried out in its mind:
"Dad, where are you?"
"Why can't I find you?"
"I'm hungry, I want to eat."
The two-meter-tall evil octopus moved cheerfully, flipping a car blocking its path with a light touch.
Inside the ambulance.
"I'm so hungry."
Lin Fan awoke from his qigong cultivation. His mind remained calm, his energy particles satiated, but his stomach was empty, craving food. Every cell in his body was sending out hunger signals.
Deputy Director Li opened the back door of the ambulance and saw the two mental patients discussing their hunger. He shouted urgently:
"Hurry up, the evil creature is coming!"
"If you don't want to be eaten, run with me!"
Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang got out of the car.
Deputy Director Li pulled at them, wanting to run, but couldn't move them, his anxiety bordering on崩溃 (collapse/breakdown). He was about to become the director, couldn't they stop messing with him?
Just run with him!
"Cute?"
"Not bad."
Lin Fan and Old Man Zhang looked at each other, grinning happily, a shared joy between them.
Deputy Director Li stared at the two mental patients, his eyes wide with urgency. He then turned to the equally terrified driver, filled with regret:
"You were right, I shouldn't have come. You should have been the one to bring them."
The driver stared at Deputy Director Li in astonishment, roaring internally, how could he be so shameless?
But...
"It's my honor to serve the Director."
Even if there were thousands of troops ahead, his flattery would always be reserved for the Director.
This was his stance.