Chapter 90 A New Force Suddenly Rises

More than a thousand meters with the speed of the electric eel now… it would take more than 40 seconds if the maximum ability is used. More than 40 seconds for them to arrive… It would take them more than 50 seconds to find the exact spot to shoot.

Like an underwater dragon, the electric eel was clinging to the seabed, stirring up the sand as it rushed toward the pier. Generally, the docking point of the wharf should have been dug deeper to prevent the ship from grounding during the ebbing tide. After the electric eel rushed to the front, Chen Fan took a deep breath, then pushed the boat, and with the help of the force it went down to the bottom of the sea.

The pier was about 15 meters deep. Chen Fan touched the bottom of the sea in one go. After his hands touched the mud, he quickly transferred his mind to the electric eel, and quietly swam forward more than 10 meters, gently grabbed his human self with its claws, and again pursued his escape operation.

Dadadada…

At that moment the two gunmen on the shore had arrived at the shooting point and strafed that area.

Water resistance was eight hundred and seventy-six times that of air resistance. The penetration of a bullet from a pistol through water was only one meter whereas a rifle bullet, though much better, still could not penetrate more than ten meters in water.

To Chen Fan, the bullets that hit the electric eel’s body felt like a few bugs were stinging it. In the water, there was barely any effect at all.

Struggling to hold his breath, Chen Fan controlled the electric eel and swam to the submarine’s position. He stepped on the electric eel and rushed out of the water.

Wheezing.

The strenuous exercise and holding his breath for nearly a minute had almost tortured Chen Fan to death.

“Oh, come and chase me! I’ll let you be the son-in-law of the dragon king!” After resting for five minutes, Chen Fan could not help but vent his anger as he looked at the dock that had shrunk to the size of a grain of rice in his view.

If it wasn’t bad enough that he foolishly came to Myanmar, it became worse when he got involved in a firearms war. The white-robed brother was killed and that wretch, Chen Shuguang, had run off, leaving him helpless and alone hiding in the sea.

Chen Fan had no idea how to get back. The phone was wet and he could not contact anyone. He had Burmese currency, but he could not speak or read Burmese and it was difficult to get to Yangon to board the plane.

Floating on the surface of the water for a long time, Chen Fan decided to try using the electric eel as transport.

……………

He ended up at a location north latitude 20, Tokyo 92 degrees. At 7:00 pm, Chen Fan entered a shop with a name that he wasn’t familiar with. Two sales clerks in red dresses talked incessantly about the foreign “customer”.

“Although he is quite handsome, his clothes are wet and torn. He might not have money to pay for anything!”

“No! I have heard that foreigners are very rich, and everyone has a house and drives a car. This man’s clothes are shabby, but they are not old. He must have been fighting with someone.”

The foreign customer that they were gossiping about was definitely Chen Fan. He had been at sea from day until night on the back of the electric eel, quietly sailing for more than twenty miles. He was looking for the bright light of a town on the shore to buy some food and drink to get him ready for the “smuggling” journey.

Many of Myanmar’s goods were imported from China. Although the name of the products were changed, the products were the same. After picking up some luncheon meat, mineral water, and bread, Chen Fan went to the counter with his pile of things. He did not speak a word as he pulled out a pile of 100,000 of Burmese currency that was still dripping wet. He pushed it forward and made a ’you take it yourself ’ gesture. The clerk on the left drew eight thousand yuan notes from inside, and then swiftly helped Chen Fan pack the goods and then smiled and nodded.

Dragging the bags, he left the store, went to the beach and squatted on the ground. He opened a bottle of mineral water and gulped it. Then he swallowed down two packs of luncheon meat, some bread, burped in satisfaction, and went to the sea.

After swimming 100 meters on the back of the electric eel, Chen Fan was like a mythical dragon knight, holding a plastic bag and riding on the electric eel in the northwest direction.

It was certainly impossible to ride the electric eel to the Zhongyun city. What if he was seen by a warship or what if some fishermen on fishing boats saw him and took out their mobile phones and took a few pictures. It could definitely endanger Chen Fan.

After swimming a dozen miles and landing on an uninhabited island, Chen Fan climbed to the shore, controlled the electric eel, turned the direction of the submarine, then opened the hatch and carried a pack of food into it. He controlled the electric eel to close the door of where an underwater living cabin had existed.

People need about ten cubic meters of air per day, and the 30-meter-long, six-meter-wide, three-meter-high submarine provided enough air for Chen Fan to live in it for several days without having any breathing problems.

Chen Fan controlled the electric eel to drag the submarine down into the water, then wriggled its tail and swam toward the Zhongyun city.

A night passed…

Early the next morning, on an uninhabited island in the south of the Paracel Islands…

After eating, Chen Fan was lying happily on the beach in preparation for a good rest so he could continue on with his journey in the evening. The sun in the sky was harsh, and Chen Fan turned around and faced the sea. But after a little nap, Chen Fan felt that something was on his back. He got up and looked. The beach was flat. There were no rocks or shells.

The gun and the phone had been thrown away because they didn’t work anyway. The dagger was not in the pack. Confused, he touched his pocket. Chen Fan took out a small, square sandalwood box.

“Eh?” Isn’t this the little gift that the white-robed man gave me when I was leaving? He told me that I must go back before I could open it.”

Yesterday he was preoccupied with a gun battle and escape. Chen Fan had forgotten this thing and it took him a long time to recall. Even if the man hadn’t died, Chen Fan had decided not to abide by the promise of opening it after he went back. Anyway, why would he bother abiding by the man’s wishes when he was dead?

After finding the gap, Chen Fan opened the small box without saying anything. In the palm-sized wooden box, there lay a small, tennis ball-sized white amber crystal object, which gave off the scent of the soul.

“What is this? Chen Fan put it up to his nose and sniffed it. He should not have smelled it because smelling it was a bad move. After smelling the fragrance, Chen Fan suddenly felt a strong desire in his mind. He wanted to swallow the fragrant translucent object. Of course, this intense desire to swallow it did not come from the body of Chen Fan, but from the electric eel that had already started to move.

“What the hell is this?” Chen Fan was puzzled. He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the electric eel’s agitation.

Hard, crystal clear, and fragrant.

He thought for a long time and was still confused. In his mind, he felt a strong desire to eat the object. The desire was similar to the excitement of Chen Fan when he saw a naked, beautiful lady.

“Whatever! Since the electric eel wants to eat, then give it to him to eat!”

Chen Fan was not a woman, and therefore had no interest in beautiful, fragrant things. He took off his clothes and swam into the sea to give the object to the electric eel to satisfy its food craving.

He swam a few hundred meters with the object in his hand and threw it into the water to let it sink to the bottom where the electric eel would be able to devour it. But what surprised Chen Fan was that the object floated on the surface of the water in a weird way, and had no intention of sinking at all.

Scratching his head, Chen Fan lifted his head and floated to the surface of the water, then transferred his mind to the electric eel.

As the thought was transferred to the electric eel, Chen Fan immediately felt the eel’s stomach lurch violently while its saliva flowed like a river.

“Psst ha…” Licking his lips, Chen Fan took control of the electric eel that was on the seabed and swam to the surface of the water.

But at this point, a new force suddenly rose…

A three meter long sea snake appeared from nowhere, grabbed the glittering, translucent object in lightning speed, and then with a series of dazzling swings, it swam into the distant deep water.

“Damn you!” With a cry, Chen Fan quickly controlled the electric eel to track the heinous sea snake.

Source: Webnovel.com, updated by NovelKeep