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[Oh! That's Emil, contestant number 92 from the Camel Country!]

[...I'm curious, where did all this sand in the sea come from?]

[These sharks are also "rice-eating sharks," they actually flew out with the food plate...]

[So he was being chased by those sharks the whole time, which is why he wrapped himself up?]

"Is anyone inside?"

"Maybe..."

I scratched the surface of the sand ball and found it was quite sturdy; I couldn't pry it off at all.

So I simply placed my hand on it:

"break down."

Decomposition failed.

[The goal and the spiritual body are connected]

really.

He withdrew his hand and said to Klaus, "You try."

This is to let him solve it physically.

Ivan, revealing his inner thoughts, said, "Boss, why don't you let me do it? It's just a matter of one axe blow!"

"I want the people inside, alive."

The captain added casually, effectively suppressing Ivan's eagerness.

The engineer, who was initially reluctant to touch the large mud ball covered in sand and water, glanced at Ivan with a hint of smugness.

"Some of those Russian-style rescues, let's just forget about them."

It wouldn't be good if they just killed the person along with them!

"What's wrong with our Russian-style rescue efforts?!"

"The results are verifiable!"

Seeing that the two were about to start another heartwarming everyday scene, Renyi quickly gave them both a slap.

Klaus immediately dropped his sarcastic expression and switched to work mode.

He gave the Newton's pointer a gentle twist.

With a "click," the hammerhead split in the middle, and a high-speed spinning drill bit, luxuriously studded with a ring of diamonds at its tip, popped out from the front...

"Sizzle—sizzle—"

Klaus carefully placed the drill bit on the surface of the sand ball, not drilling directly into it, but rather polishing it along the center line of the sand ball, like opening a rough stone.

The high-speed rotating drill bit kicked up a fine cloud of dust.

The sand ball gradually revealed a drier, looser layer of sand inside.

"alright."

When a two-centimeter hole was worn into the sand ball, he turned the Newton into a large crowbar, stuck one end into the hole, and pried it open.

"Click."

The sand ball split open with a crack, and was flipped aside like a lid.

As the internal and external pressures balanced out, a sweltering, sandy, and sweaty atmosphere dissipated.

then,

A human-shaped object, almost completely filled with sand and sculpted into a sand sculpture, rolled out as the sand cascaded down.

It was a man, wrapped in a dusty gray robe and turban, revealing only a sunken face.

I glanced at it up and down a few times—

The man's fingernails were bluish-purple, his eyes were closed, his chest was flat, and when the sand was wiped from his face, his lips were also purple, and there was a pulse in his neck.

"Asphyxiation coma caused by lack of oxygen."

He crouched down, forcefully pried open the other person's chin with two fingers, and lifted them to examine them. Their mouth and nostrils were filled with moist grit...

I don't know how this unfortunate kid, the Sand Lord, ended up being murdered.

The airway was completely blocked.

"Then do we need to call someone manually—"

Ivan had just asked that familiar question when...

Before the words had even finished,

Renyi decisively raised his hand, and [Raven] transformed into a scalpel gleaming with cold light.

He professionally and quickly used his index and middle fingers to locate the depression between the cricoid and thyroid cartilages by feeling below the unconscious person's Adam's apple twice.

"Pfft."

【Raven】The sharp tip of the knife pierces in, and with a horizontal pull, a neat cut is instantly formed.

The dark red blood droplets had just emerged when they were swept away by a strong gust of air.

"Ho-ho-ho..."

With heavy, labored breathing, like a broken bellows, fresh air finally filled the man's lungs. Although his face was covered in sand and he was still unconscious, he was clearly out of danger.

A drop of crimson blood slowly slid across the tip of Raven's blade before being completely absorbed.

[Bloodthirsty. Gain one boost for every ten new species' blood consumed. Current consumption: 9/10.]

Renyi stared contentedly at the numbers on the panel, then sheathed his dagger.

"Alright, everyone, you can all leave now. The surgery was a success."

"Aurora was on guard duty last night and should still be resting in her cabin. Can someone go and call her up to handle the aftermath? He needs purification, oh... and check for any brain damage while you're at it."

I wonder how long this person has been without oxygen.

No one answered.

Ivan, Klaus, Nathan, Siddo, even Sean, who was inside the clam, poked his bald head out; everyone's movements were remarkably synchronized—

He unconsciously covered his neck.

Only the "whoosh" of the sea breeze blowing across the blue and white striped sail seemed to be cheering on the arbitrarily efficient and even terrifying rescue scene.

"...What happened to you? It's just a minor surgery."

Looking at their expressions of utter disbelief, Ren Yi felt somewhat bewildered.

[I'm also covering my neck...]

[Oh, so this is where the ring armor puncture is done!]

[It's definitely a minor surgery; I saw my grandma do it on an old hen...]

[The important thing is that people are alive; as long as they're alive, that's enough!]

"Cough, hurry up."

Everyone then scattered in a flash.

......

"Thank you, esteemed champions... I am Emil Ben, contestant number 92 from the Camel Kingdom."

The man, who had just narrowly escaped death, was about to bow in a hoarse voice.

Hold him down and hand him a glass of water.

"Don't move around, drink some water."

"I am Renyi, a contestant from the Dragon Kingdom."

The man gulped down a whole glass of water, and only then did he feel alive again. He looked around and found that the information from the onlookers matched the information he had gathered during their communication a couple of days ago.

The reinforcements have really arrived!

He touched his neck, which seemed to hurt a little for some reason, and looked gratefully at the young man squatting in front of him.

"When Hassan contacted me and said you would come, I knew... I knew I would make it!"

Emil, somewhat agitated, grasped Renyi's hand and shook it up and down:

"The Dragon Kingdom is indeed the most reliable!"

According to Emir's account.

He had been drifting aimlessly ever since he started communicating with the authorities, and today he ran into that group of crazy little sharks.

They are not much of a threat when they are individually, but hundreds of them can be overwhelming.

"I don't know where they came from, they're acting like madmen!"

Emil patted his chest, still shaken:

"My sequence is very limited in the sea. I can't fight back, and I can't run away. My only advantage is defense, so I wrapped myself in sand."

He thought these guys would give up once the people disappeared, but his ship couldn't hold on any longer!

"And then... I sank to the bottom."

This story is truly heartbreaking.

Emil gave a wry smile. "I don't know what happened after that..."

What happened next?

What happened next was that a single strand of "trouble thread" solved the problem, and it even came with a free, highly skilled first aid treatment.

Nathan swirled the teacup in his hand and asked, seemingly casually:

"Mr. Emil, if I may be so bold, where did you get so much sand from this vast ocean?"