Chapter 206 Decision
The fishing boat finally came ashore.

The broken and bloody hull caused an uproar among the people.

Especially when they saw a pile of corpses being carried down, they screamed in shock. Soon, family members who heard the news came running over and burst into tears.

Just as Caesar was about to get off the boat, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

"Wait a minute," Kim whispered behind him. "Wait until they calm down. You'd better stay here."

Caesar turned around and asked, "Why?"

"Isn't it obvious?!"

Kim frowned when she heard his words. "You ordered those people to be thrown into the sea. Although we all know that this is the best option, the families of the victims will not be so rational... They will definitely vent their anger on you!"

"No!"

Caesar shook his head solemnly when he heard this.

He looked at Kim and said softly, "This is not a vent of anger!"

Kim was stunned for a moment, "What do you mean?"

"No man is afraid to bear the consequences of his decisions. Whether it is good or bad."

Caesar freed himself from his grasp and calmly walked down the tattered ship's ladder.

"I gave the order, and it was my fault that this happened... The punishment and anger are the consequences I should bear... This is definitely not taking my anger out on others!"

The steps creaked underfoot.

The men and women surrounding the corpse had red eyes.

They raised their heads, their gazes piercing like swords at the center of the interrogation table - the man with shining blond hair and a solemn face.

Kim froze when she heard this.

He stared at Caesar's back in a daze.

It’s different!

It’s really different!

The timid and incompetent young man transformed overnight, shedding his immaturity and becoming a man who could truly dominate the ocean.

Kim held onto the railing.

He suddenly felt as if he was seeing the majestic and sacred gods in religious paintings, and all the light in the world was falling at their feet.

After a long silence, he placed his palms on his chest and bent slightly.

"Boss!"

##
In the shadowy basement filled with clutter, the dim chandelier above flickers a faint light.

Several long objects covered with black cloth were piled up in the corner like coffins.

And in the center of the narrow space, there was a cold and severely rusted iron bed.

The old man lay there with his eyes closed and breathing weakly.

Su Beixun stood nearby and picked up an octopus from the water tank on the ground with his rubber-gloved hand. He looked at it and threw it back into the water.

"Brother, things have gotten out of hand."

The child sat cross-legged on a pile of cardboard boxes and complained to him in an unpleasant tone.

"I won't mention your alchemical experiments with homeless people, but you attacked Caesar but didn't kill him... I can't imagine what kind of disturbance this will cause when that fishing boat comes back!"

"what is the relationship?"

Su Beixun's expressionless face was hidden in the light: "What we need is not death, but a sufficiently exciting story... Even if it is sacrifice, it must be moving."

He continued to pick and choose among the water tanks around him, "Don't worry, anyway, Norma and the police chief will cover it for us."

"How long can it be covered up? Ten days, or twenty days?" the child sighed.

He propped up his chin helplessly, looking like a parent worried about his naughty child.

"You turned a game that was supposed to be permanently open into a limited-time one... within a month at most, Kassel will definitely find something wrong."

"That's enough." Su Beixun shrugged.

He picked up a starfish without stopping, thought about it, and shook it towards the child. "How about this? If it could be embedded in the human body, what do you think would happen?"

"…Maybe the mouth is on the belly, and the skin on the surface can be turned outward when eating?"

The child shuddered, feeling sick just thinking about it.

He rolled his eyes. "Octopus, starfish...are you going to use a sponge next? Bikini Bottom Brixham?"

Su Beixun laughed, "Alchemy of dead objects? I can try."

He picked up the sharp knife on the bed and cut a hole in the old man's chest. He then injected diluted embryonic blood into the wound and finally pressed the starfish into the flesh.

He then cut off the other's limbs and sank them into a long glass tank filled with water.

Alchemy is a multi-disciplinary art based on [energy] and aimed at [transforming matter].

In essence, it is to break down matter into the most basic unit of all things - energy, and then recombine these energies in different arrangements to cause fundamental changes in the original matter, or to make the matter acquire special properties that did not originally belong to this matter.

However, limited by the current conditions, Su Beixun can only use the corrosive nature of the Dragon King's blood to perform chimera, or assimilation alchemy.

——Just like the embryo of a child merged into the icebreaker in the Japan Trench.

As long as some rituals are used, different life characteristics can be integrated to create octopus people, starfish people or something like that.

The child sat there and watched Su Beixun put up a black cloth on the fish tank and pushed it to the corner. He suddenly said, "Chu Zihang seems to be a little different after swallowing the blood of the alchemical creature."

"I know." Su Beixun nodded, "After all, they have dragon blood flowing in their bodies. Even if it is diluted, it is enough to contaminate and assimilate ordinary people."

He took off his rubber gloves and cleaned his fingers with clean water. "But I don't know what effect the spirit remaining in his blood will have on him..."

##
Brixham Harbour.

Caesar finally met the police officer who came to investigate.

He walked out from the crowd.

"Hello, my name is George." The man held out his hand, "George Davis."

Caesar shook his hand, looked around and frowned, "Excuse me, but... are you here alone?"

George recalled John's perfunctory look in his mind and was a little speechless: "Uh, sir, you know, too many things have happened recently, and our police station does not have enough police force... I'm sorry."

Caesar narrowed his eyes slightly.

Because his cell phone was damaged, it was another fisherman who called to report the incident. But he could hear clearly that the other party did give a complete account of the incident, including the death toll of nearly ten people.

But even so, only one person came...

[John, is there a problem in the police station? ]

The thought flashed through Caesar's mind.

While he was lost in thought, George had passed him, walked to the fishing boat in the harbor, squatted down and stroked the tattered bottom board.

The steel was like a bitten piece of bread, with torn edges and severe scratches.

"Is this caused by the fish bite?" George pursed his lips and thought of his father. His bright eyes became a little dim.

"Yes." Caesar stood beside him, "A group of black fish, a species I have never seen before. Many people on the boat were bitten to death by them."

Based on the other party's ordinary identity and his suspicion of the police station, he explained with reservations.

George instantly thought of the case at Moore's Pet Shop.

"Is that so?" He stood up on his knees.

Even though he had some guesses when he received the call, his expression was still barely able to control its solemnity.

——Because this proves that the black fish is not an individual, but there is at least one group living in the waters near Brixham.

This is a catastrophe for this fishing town!
But George didn't understand why John had been perfunctory in dealing with the issue and was unwilling to send more police officers?

He thought this was really strange, but he had no clue what was going on.

After coming to his senses, he said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Allen, I think you need to come back to the police station with me."

"I understand." Caesar nodded.

George took more than a dozen photos of the fishing boat, promised the families that he would give them an explanation, and then left with Caesar.

……

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.

The wheels rolled over the paved streets.

It was quiet in the police car.

Caesar sat in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, while George was driving seriously.

So fierce!
The car body suddenly began to shake violently!
The police car drew an S-shaped trajectory on the ground, and then slammed on the brakes with a hissing sound.

Caesar opened his eyes instantly, stretched his legs to support his body so that he would not lean forward, opened the side door with one hand, and was alert to his surroundings.

George banged his head on the steering wheel, his forehead red.

His first reaction was to look at Caesar in the passenger seat. After making sure that the other party showed no signs of escaping, he shook his head and got out of the car to check.

"Flat tire!" George frowned as he pressed the flattened wheel.

He stood up and looked around. After confirming his location, he leaned over to Caesar and said, "Sorry, Mr. Allen. This place is not far from the police station. Could you please walk with me?"

"of course."

Caesar naturally had no objection.

But at this moment, George suddenly paused.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a manhole cover half-opened and leaning against the side in the alley next to him.

"Please wait."

George signaled to Caesar and ran over to restore the manhole cover to its original state. But the moment he squatted down!

In the dark well!
A gray-white tentacle suddenly stretched out!
It quickly wrapped its arms around George's neck and dragged him down with great force!

Only a scream was left in the alley.

"Mr. George?!"

Caesar's pupils shrank when he saw this scene.

He rushed to the well, but kept a considerable distance from the well mouth: "How are you? Are you okay?"

"I... I'm fine." A groaning response came from the well.

Caesar craned his neck to look into the blurry darkness and urged, “Come up quickly!”

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound coming from the bottom of the well.

But after a while.

"Sorry... I sprained my ankle. Can you come down and help me?"

Caesar thought about it and suddenly asked, "Is your phone still working?"

"Cellphone?" George wondered. He took it out and checked it, then replied, "It's fine...what's wrong?"

"Call the police station to help."

Caesar's suggestion was a bit inhumane, but in his opinion, only the stupid supporting characters in movies would be deceived even though they knew there was a problem.

No more sound came from the well.

But suddenly!
Click~
Caesar suddenly heard footsteps behind him!

He was startled and turned back quickly.

A man in a black robe and a mask stood behind him, pointing a gun at him.

Caesar narrowed his eyes, "Who are you?"

The man in black robe didn't say anything, but just pointed at the wellhead with the muzzle of his gun.

"You want me to jump?" Caesar raised his eyebrows.

He wanted to say something else, but a bullet had already spun into the mud in front of his toes.

Caesar silently assessed the strength of both sides. After a long time, he let out a long sigh and stared at the other party expressionlessly.

"I remember you!"

Then he jumped into the well.

……

The well is about three meters deep.

When Caesar fell, he grabbed the ladder on the wall and landed steadily on the ground.

A beam of light came instantly.

Caesar turned around and saw George holding a cell phone.

"Why did you come down?"

George used the flashlight on the back of his phone to illuminate the surroundings.

But before Caesar could answer, there was a sudden bang above his head.

The black manhole cover fills the opening tightly.

George immediately looked up, instinctively lowered the light source, and lowered his voice: "What happened up there?"

"Obviously." Caesar shrugged. "Someone doesn't want us to go back up."

Wow~

The sound of living things coming ashore could be heard from the rushing sewage.

George suppressed his doubts and hurried to do as he was told.

Under the relatively clear light, an "octopus man" with yellow-green water stains on his face crawled ashore in a twisted manner!

"This...what is this?"

Looking at this monster that looked like something out of a science fiction movie, the muscles on George's face began to tremble unconsciously.

Caesar stood in front of George with a serious look, "You have a gun on you, right? Give it to me!"

"But……"

"Come on! Is this thing also on your protection list?! In order to maintain species diversity?"

George was convinced.

But he did not give the gun to Caesar. Instead, he held it himself, pointed it at the monster's head and pulled the trigger.

Under the clear white beam of light, blood mixed with mucus splattered on the ground.

But the monster only tilted its head slightly, opening and closing its mouth a few times, and it didn't look like it had suffered any fatal injuries.

"Damn it! Doesn't he really have three hearts and nine brains like an octopus?!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
George pulled the trigger on his gun.

Sparks flashed one by one in the darkness.

But by the time he emptied the magazine, the monster was already two meters away from them.

George was busy changing the magazine.

Caesar took off his coat and wrapped it around his fist, staring at the other party eagerly, and ordered George: "Please turn on the lights for me!"

He said as he took a step forward.

but……

pop~
Suddenly, a second pair of sticky footsteps came from the other side.

Caesar paused.

"Well, it looks like we should run away."

……

The underground shafts are intricate and perhaps affected by the storm 30 years ago, with pipes running in all directions everywhere.

But the ventilation is bad and the air is filthy.

Caesar dragged George and ran wildly.

Behind, in front, around the corner... there was the sound of water splashing everywhere.

There was a rustling sound in the air, and Caesar could even imagine them waving their tentacles.

In addition to the sour smell of the sewer, the fishy smell of seafood is gradually becoming stronger in the air.

"Ha! I never thought that one day I would be chased and forced to run around in the sewers!" Caesar tried to laugh despite the misery.

George behind him didn't say anything. He was trying to endure the pain in his ankle.

Turn left...

Turn right...

They chose to travel through the quiet pipes.

……

Don't know how long it has been.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

The two of them slowly stopped, panting.

George carefully illuminated the surroundings, but all he could see were gray stone walls covered with moss. All the monsters chasing behind him had really disappeared!

But he didn't have time to think about it now. The moving flashlight suddenly stopped and said in surprise: "Exit!"

——On the wall not far from the two of them, there was a ladder embedded in it, and at the top of the ladder was a black manhole cover.

The two looked at each other and climbed up.

After lifting the manhole cover with force, warm sunlight shone down.

George pulled Caesar out from underneath.

When he finally left the dark underground, Caesar suddenly heard the sound of continuous water flowing by his ears.

He was slightly startled and quickly walked out of the alley where the wellhead was.

Not far away, the blue waves slowly hit the golden and white sand beach.

Here... is Brixham Harbour!
Caesar understood instantly—the other party was just trying to stop them from going to the police station!

He clenched his fists.

【no! 】

[We can’t be led by the nose anymore! ]

From the sniper hit on the phone and previous experiences, he understood that the hidden dragons had their own set of rules.

But Caesar did not want to comply.

He recalled the black-robed man with a gun just now, and the scene where he was sniped every time he made a phone call...

He narrowed his eyes immediately.

——He wants to lure the sniper over!

catch!

(End of this chapter)