Desperate people, accept the seed of my soul!

First layer: surface soil, about 30 centimeters thick, mixed with gravel and grass roots.

The second layer: old cement pavement, 15 centimeters thick. It has been covered with soil for 20 years, and moss has grown on the surface, but the cement framework is intact. It contains 65% calcium carbonate, 25% silicate, and 8% iron oxide.

The third layer: a 20-centimeter-thick concrete base. Crushed stone aggregate is embedded in the cement matrix, providing sufficient compressive strength.

The thickness, density, and crack direction of each layer are all clearly imaged in my mind.

He thought to himself: You think you're safe standing on muddy ground? Beneath this ground lies the old factory's concrete foundation, just covered by mud. I'm not dismantling the surface; I'm dismantling what's underground.

He opened his eyes, his pupils slightly contracting behind the crack in his glasses.

He precisely activated his abilities, starting the dismantling from the old cement subbase half a meter underground.

The molecular bonds of the padding layer are broken.

The calcium carbonate framework collapses, the silicate filler materializes into powder, and the iron oxide particles detach from the lattice.

Within seconds, the cushioning layer transforms from a dense solid into a loose powder, expands in volume, and its supporting force drops to zero.

The soil layer above the foundation lost its support, and the weight of the soil itself pressed down, causing it to collapse along with the powdery cement foundation.

Two hundred meters outside the main gate.

The ten members of the first line of defense lay prone on the muddy ground.

Someone yawned.

Some people put the butt of a gun under their chin, their eyelids drooping.

Someone was chewing gum, their cheeks puffing out.

The team leader stood fifty meters behind them, the cigarette in his hand burning down to the filter.

The ground suddenly sank.

The collapse happened in an instant. The spot where the ten people were lying down fell down at the same time.

The mud, gravel, and grass roots mingled together and collapsed. The sinkhole was over twenty meters in diameter and nearly two meters deep. Ten people fell into the sinkhole at the same time.

Someone knocked their front tooth off after hitting the gravel.

Someone twisted their ankle.

Some people were stunned by the force of the collapse.

Someone was struggling to climb out of the pit, their fingers gripping the loose soil at the edge of the collapsed pit.

Shen Hanzhou twirled his right hand, activating the second stage of his ability.

The cement powder at the bottom of the sinkhole was suddenly squeezed upwards.

The powder covered the legs, knees, waist, chest, and neck of ten people.

It re-solidifies within five seconds, and the molecular bonds recombine. The calcium carbonate framework is rebuilt, and the silicate filler is re-embedded in the crystal lattice.

The cement changes from a quicksand-like state back to a dense solid, with a hardness exceeding that of the original concrete.

The screams of ten people mingled together.

"The ground collapsed—"

"My leg is broken—damn—help me out—"

"Mom—I can't feel my legs—"

Three seconds later, all the shouts stopped.

His chest was so compressed by the cement that it could not expand at all, and the air in his lungs was squeezed out.

One last bubbling sound came from the throat, and then even the bubbling stopped.

Ten people were trapped inside the collapsed pit.

Only ten heads were visible, tilted to the ground, their expressions frozen in the instant of the shout.

Some people had their mouths open and their tongues sticking out.

Some people's eyes were so wide they almost popped out of their sockets.

The cigarette in the team leader's mouth fell to the ground.

He watched helplessly as the ground beneath the first line of defense, where ten men were stationed, sank completely.

Gray stuff gushed out of the pit.

Ten heads appeared on the ground.

His mind went blank, his mouth was open, and his chin was trembling.

He stubbed out his cigarette and roared, "Back up! Everyone back up! Get out of this area! He's dismantling the underground cement! There's a cement slab underneath the soil—"

The ten men in the second line of defense reacted faster than those in the first.

As they saw the ground collapse, they began to run backward, their tactical boots kicking up mud and gravel as they stepped on the muddy ground.

The ground beneath the feet of the six people running at the very back collapsed simultaneously.

Six people fell into the newly collapsed pit one after another. Some kicked their legs desperately, their hands grabbing at the air, but they could only grasp at the air and bits of dirt.

When someone fell, their gun hit the cement debris, breaking two ribs and causing them to curl up in pain.

Cement powder surged up from the bottom of the pit, enveloping his legs, waist, chest, and neck, and solidified.

Six more heads lay tilted on the ground.

The fourteen survivors ran to the side of the road. The road was an asphalt surface with no concrete subbase underneath.

They stood on the asphalt road, panting heavily.

Some people collapsed to the ground because their legs gave way; some people's hands were shaking so badly that they couldn't aim their guns properly; and some people bent over and vomited their dinner all over the floor.

The team leader's voice changed: "He—he's inside the slaughterhouse! Two hundred meters away! He's tearing down the ground beneath our feet! This is fucking—"

The idea of ​​a "300-meter safe distance" in his mind shattered completely.

It's not 300 meters, it's not 500 meters. As long as there's concrete underfoot, it could collapse in the next second.

He didn't know how many layers of cement were underneath the ground, or which step he might step into a trap.

All he knew was that Shen Hanzhou stood inside the slaughterhouse, two hundred meters away, and buried all sixteen people.

A team member cried out, his voice trembling with sobs, "Captain—sixteen men! Sixteen men are gone just like that! We didn't even get to see him!"

Another team member slammed his gun on the ground: "I'm fucking done! This is impossible to fight! I don't want the money—Yan Tingyao, you do it yourself! I'm not fighting!"

He turned and ran east along the road, his tactical boots pounding on the asphalt, each step taking its maximum stride.

Run fifty meters.

The section of road beneath our feet suddenly collapsed.

There is an old cement culvert buried in the roadbed, with a diameter of 80 centimeters and a wall thickness of 8 centimeters.

It was originally used for sewage disposal at the slaughterhouse, buried 1.5 meters below the roadbed. Shen Hanzhou dismantled the culvert.

The molecular bonds in the concrete pipe wall broke, causing the culvert to collapse and the roadbed to lose its support. The asphalt pavement collapsed entirely, with a subsidence depth exceeding three meters.

The fleeing team member fell into the pit. His right leg struck the rebar of the culvert wreckage, bending backwards from the knee, the white bone fragments piercing through the flesh. He screamed in agony.

Cement dust poured out from the culvert wreckage, enveloping the entire structure and solidifying. Another head lolled to one side at the edge of the collapsed road.

The team members who wanted to escape froze.

Some people had their feet dangling in mid-air, too afraid to put them down.

Someone was lying on the asphalt road, clinging to the ground as if the whole road would collapse at any moment.

Highways are not safe, dirt roads are not safe, and asphalt roads are not safe.

As long as there is cement underfoot, it could collapse in the next second.

The team leader's crotch was soaked, and urine was dripping down his trouser leg.

He had fought for fifteen years and had never seen an enemy like this before.

You can't see him, but he can see you.

The place where you stand is his weapon.

You think you're standing on solid ground, but the next second it could be your grave.

Screams came from the direction of the back door.

Shen Hanzhou's abilities also extended to the back door.

Outside the back door is an old cement loading and unloading platform, which is 20 meters long, 10 meters wide, and 30 centimeters thick.

It was used for loading and unloading frozen meat at the slaughterhouse back then, and it had a double layer of steel mesh embedded inside.

The six-person team blocking the back door is crouching behind the loading and unloading platform on guard.

The loading and unloading platform suddenly turned into powder.