Chapter 8
Qilin walks on fire!
The cold wind was like a knife, cutting painfully into the skin.
Jiang Han, however, seemed oblivious to the cold, and simply took off his heavy coat, standing shirtless in the minus thirty-degree wind.
The live stream chat instantly erupted in excitement.
This is insane! This is absolutely insane!
This is suicide! Streamer, if you want to die, don't corrupt children!
[Call the police! Call the police immediately!]
However, the next second, all the insults and doubts got stuck in his throat.
Suddenly, Jiang Han's paper-white skin began to turn red.
On his left shoulder, the originally jet-black Qilin tattoo seemed to have come to life!
The ink faded, revealing crimson.
As Jiang Han's body temperature rose, the Qilin's eyes seemed to open, and every scale undulated with the contraction of its muscles, as if it were running under his skin, ready to burst out at any moment!
A visible heat wave rose from his body, instantly vaporizing the surrounding snowflakes into white mist.
Holy crap! This tattoo... is it alive?!
[Special effects! It must be special effects! Who has a tattoo that changes color?]
[Are you blind, upstairs? That's subcutaneous congestion! It's blood vessels bursting! How high would your body temperature have to be to do that?]
So handsome... Even though it's scary, it's really handsome!
Jiang Han didn't waste any words.
He quickly pulled a black bodysuit from his backpack—the Snowfield Tactical Stealth Suit.
This is a reward from the system, made of nanomaterials, as thin as a cicada's wing yet able to insulate against extreme cold.
The moment he put it on, the clothes automatically shrank, perfectly fitting his muscular body and outlining every powerful muscle line.
He put on his hood, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes.
"Open the Heavenly Eye at full power."
With a command given.
The small black ball floating beside him suddenly exploded with a "crack"!
It split into six miniature flying machines, which were scattered around Jiang Han.
The live stream screen split instantly.
Main view, overhead view, infrared thermal imaging view, night vision enhanced view...
They locked onto the black figure standing on the edge of the cliff from all angles, leaving no blind spots.
Especially that overhead view.
The camera pans downwards, revealing a bottomless darkness, with only the faint sound of water, like a giant beast swallowing its saliva.
Just looking at the screen made countless viewers feel dizzy and weak in the knees.
[That's way too high... at least 200 meters, right?]
[If you jumped in, the water's surface would be no different from concrete; you'd be smashed into a pulp!]
[Don't jump, streamer! You'll really die!]
Jiang Han took a deep breath.
The cold air filled his lungs, making his mind clearer than ever before.
He doesn't need protective gear.
No safety rope is needed.
His body is his strongest weapon.
He took two steps back.
approach.
accelerate.
At the edge of the cliff, push off with all your might!
"Bang!"
The rocks crumbled.
His body, like a black eagle, stretched out its limbs and charged headlong into the endless darkness without hesitation.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still.
Tens of thousands of viewers across the internet held their breath simultaneously, separated by their screens.
The wind howled sharply in my ears, and the feeling of weightlessness made my heart almost jump out of my throat.
Jiang Han stared intently at the water below, which was getting closer and closer.
Nearly.
closer.
Just as he was about to touch the water, he suddenly adjusted his posture, his body straightening like a sharp sword.
"puff--!!!"
It wasn't a crisp sound of water hitting the surface.
Instead, it was a deep, thunderous roar.
The immense impact instantly enveloped my entire body, as if I had been hit head-on by a speeding truck.
Icy.
Bone-chilling cold.
The water temperature here is close to absolute zero. Without a wetsuit, an ordinary person would instantly suffer hypothermia and go into shock.
Darkness instantly engulfed everything.
The live stream screen went completely black, with only the gurgling sound of water bubbles echoing.
[What about people? 】
[No more news? Could it really be dead?]
[That sound just now...it hurts to hear!]
[The end.]
Just when everyone thought Jiang Han had perished.
"Sizzle—"
The screen suddenly flashed.
Night vision mode is automatically activated.
A pale green light illuminated the underwater world.
Jiang Han floated in the water, surrounded by countless rising bubbles.
He slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes gleamed with a chilling light under the night vision lens.
He's alright!
But he didn't move; instead, he stared intently at the bottom of the water.
The camera followed his gaze.
The next second, the scalps of all the audience members instantly exploded!
In the deep, dark water, countless enormous stone pillars stood densely packed together.
No, that's not a stone pillar.
Those were stone coffins chained together!
They are like a silent forest, standing quietly at the bottom of the water, swaying slightly with the undercurrent, as if something buried within them is... awakening!