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Chapter 168 Mysterious Bottom Of The Lake

Blake weaved through the crowd quickly, and saw a head bobbing about the water.

Even more strangely, there were two girls sobbing their hearts out. Both of them were drenched.

He had heard that there had been two girls who had fallen into the water. Had they been rescued already.

A middle aged woman shouted, “Give me back my daughter! My poor daughter!”

She panicked as she spoke, insisting on getting into the water.

Blake pulled her out of the way at once. “Don’t you go in there!”

The lady refused to listen, insisting on going in. “My daughter, please save my daughter!”

But, there were a few old uncles and aunties shouting by the shore, “No, it’s a man… there’s a man too!”

So was it a man or a woman?

The middle-aged woman shoved Blake away, and was promptly yanked back.

He asked sternly, “Can you swim?”

The lady shook her head.

Blake said, “Don’t go in there. Wait here for me. Got it?”

Upon speaking, he jumped into the water. There was a life at stake here, and time waited for no one.

Blake rowed in the direction of the floating head.

Only for the middle-aged lady by the shore to jump in anyways. The water’s edge was shallow but got deeper as it went further into the center. She walked along the edge, shouting, “My daughter, save my daughter!”

Before she could finish, she lost her footing and slipped and fell into the river!

The lady cried out in panic, struggling and flailing her limbs.

“Help…”

Blake was nothing but annoyed. He’d told her not to come in, she didn’t know how to swim— and she’d done it anyway.

He stared at the head in the middle of the river. It had stopped moving.

The middle-aged lady was closer, only two meters away.

in the middle of the water, the lady might be dead by that time. The person in the middle of the river was already unmoving, and most likely

likely to survive. One would usually prioritize that

hauling her to the shore, before swimming off into the middle

mud by the river, crying out once before she was yanked ashore by the people nearby.

Blake’s speed, and had only reached the shore

shore, and panicked

She ran

at this. “Lilly, don’t

worry, Grandma! I

speaking, she

herself could not go down, that would

clutched her remote controller, backing her wheelchair up half a meter. There were too many people by the river—

to a safe spot, flagging

for how short her legs were, and reached the shore in no time. She did not act

her up.

and Blake could only hear himself rowing. He had reached the middle of the river, and

fingers closed around the person’s clothing,

slimy, like algae had begun to grow

It was a man.

wrapping around his

“What?”

you trick me,

wrenched his feet free, stomping

have been scared witless coming face to face with

if something in the water was to

vigorously. He had undergone underwater training before, and

soft— because he had lost his footing after stomping down, the

time to think about what was

in its pursuit, and

backwards once again. This underwater force seemed to be pretty

of the corpse, pushing it hard towards the shore. Whether the corpse made it

was

doing this, he was able to

force that was underwater had now caught both of his ankles. Blake was no longer dragged backwards, but he could not swim

felt slimy, like the corpse from just

mind raced. If he didn’t panic, he might just be able to hold off this underwater force until

what he was dealing with, and if it

then, a ray of green light shone across the water. A parrot was seen carrying an amulet in its

thought to himself,