Death Train: SSS-level talent right from the start!

Chen Ye looked up and saw that Jiang Ning had already retreated to the entrance of the passage and was standing with Zhao Hai and the others.

The wound on his arm had healed, clearly due to the use of a recovery potion. He held the longbow in his right hand, the bowstring fully drawn, and an arrow nocked.

Chen Ye followed the direction of the arrow, and then his pupils suddenly contracted.

Jiang Ning aimed at the cocoons that were taller than a person, those that had been pulsating slightly during the battle.

The vascular patterns on the surface of the cocoon were pulsating several times faster than before.

Without hesitation, Chen Ye suddenly exerted force with his feet and sped towards the entrance of the passage.

At the same time, Jiang Ning's arrow was fired, and Chen Ye had already returned to the entrance of the passage by the time the arrow struck the cocoon.

Jiang Ning's second arrow struck another cocoon.

The third arrow, the fourth arrow, the fifth arrow.

Five arrows, five cocoons.

After Jiang Ning fired the five arrows, the bowstring was still vibrating, and his fingers had already touched the fletching of the sixth arrow.

But it's no longer needed.

The first cocoon burst open.

It wasn't blown apart by an arrow; it exploded from the inside.

The moment the cocoon burst open, dark red liquid splashed outwards, and a giant facehugger was ejected from it.

Its size is on a completely different scale from those on the ground.

It is over one meter long, with a grayish-white body covered with dark red patterns. The ends of its eight legs are sharp black claws, and it has a round mouth on its abdomen with rings of sharp teeth around the edge.

Then the second cocoon burst open.

The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one...

One after another, the cocoons, each taller than a person, burst open, spraying dark red liquid and fragments of cocoon shells in all directions, and ejecting a giant facehugger from each one.

After the insects emerged from their cocoons, they all turned towards Tang Jingxin, who was still lying on the ground.

His right arm was hanging at an odd angle, with bone fragments protruding from his elbow and blood flowing down his arm.

He had just propped himself up with his left arm.

The first facehugger to emerge from its cocoon had already pounced on him.

Its eight legs were spread out, and the round mouth on its abdomen was aimed at Tang Jingxin's face. The sharp teeth on the edge of the mouth were spinning at high speed, making a "buzzing" sound that made people's scalps tingle.

Tang Jingxin's pupils suddenly contracted.

He raised his left arm, his scale-covered hand blocking his way.

The facehugger's eight legs wrapped around his left arm, and its abdominal mouthparts pressed against his palm. The sharp teeth scraped against the scales, producing a piercing metallic scraping sound.

More facehuggers swarmed up.

One wrapped around his left leg, one pounced on his back, one hugged his waist, and one pressed directly against his face.

The sound of mouthparts rubbing against scales filled the open space.

Tang Jingxin's golden vertical pupils were faintly visible beneath the facehugger's abdomen. His left arm was struggling, and his body was rolling around, but there were just too many facehuggers.

His struggles became smaller and slower.

"Retreat immediately!"

Chen Ye's voice boomed at the entrance of the passage.

Everyone ran into the passage.

Chen Ye glanced back. The insects hadn't followed. Tang Jingxin was completely engulfed by the giant facehuggers. All he could hear were the teeth-grinding bites and the sound of scales shattering.

These large facehuggers are definitely elite-level monsters. Just now, they were fighting fiercely among at least a hundred elite monsters. Thinking of this, Chen Ye couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The group wandered through the passageway, turning this way and that, and ran for an unknown distance before finally stopping.

Chen Ye leaned against the rock wall, adjusting his breathing.

Although the distance of that sprint wasn't very long, the full-speed sprint combined with extreme mental tension meant that while my physical strength wasn't depleted, my stamina was definitely used up.

He glanced at the other people in the group.

Zhao Hai was squatting on a protruding rock, his chest heaving violently.

Wang Shuo slammed the axe into the ground and slid down against the rock wall.

Li Zheng was in a better position than him. Although he was also panting, his pace was relatively even. His eyes scanned back and forth at both ends of the passage, keeping him alert.

Zhou Yating leaned against a rock wall next to Chen Ye, her breathing gradually becoming steady.

Qin Zhaoyang squatted at Chen Ye's feet, his shoulders heaving slightly, and fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

Jiang Ning and Jian Lan leaned against the rock wall about ten meters away from him, adjusting their breathing.

Jiang Ning's arm injury has completely healed, but the sleeve of her windbreaker is torn, revealing the intact skin underneath.

The healing potion was more effective than any bandage; the blood groove left by the spearhead was now completely gone.

Jiang Ning's breathing gradually became steady, the Emperor Engine had completely fallen silent, and the pale red halo had completely dissipated.

His gaze swept over Chen Ye's group, lingered on Zhao Hai for a moment, then moved away and stopped on Chen Ye.

Zhao Hai jumped down from the rock and stood up straight.

He turned to look at Jiang Ning, his eyes burning with anger.

"Jiang Ning, are you trying to get us killed?"

Zhao Hai's voice boomed through the corridor, filled with obvious anger.

Jiang Ning leaned against the opposite rock wall, her expression unchanged.

"Tang Jingxin has already been injured by Chen Ye. This is the best time to get rid of him. We can't give him a chance to use the recovery potion. Isn't the result good? The bugs didn't chase us, and Tang Jingxin is most likely dead. His death is good for all of us."

His tone was calm, as if he were explaining something perfectly normal.

Zhao Hai took a step forward: "I think it's for your own good. Don't think we don't know. If you hadn't sown discord, would Tang Jingxin have clashed with us?"

Jiang Ning shifted her gaze from Chen Ye to Zhao Hai: "I admit that I told Tang Jingxin about Chen Ye having the Silver Treasure Chest. But I couldn't have arranged for him to sell the skill books, could I? Even without the Silver Treasure Chest, you two will still have conflicts over the skill books."

He said this in a calm tone, even with a hint of self-righteousness.

Zhao Hai clenched his fist even tighter, his knuckles making a slight cracking sound.

There was a few seconds of silence in the passageway.

Chen Ye straightened up from the rock face and took two steps forward.

Jiang Ning's gaze immediately shifted from Zhao Hai to Chen Ye. The moment he saw Chen Ye walk forward, he quickly took two steps back, his body instinctively tensing up.

Chen Ye noticed his movement, paused for a moment, and then smiled. The smile was neither mocking nor friendly.

"At your speed, you could have left earlier. Why are you still here? Is there something you want to say?"

Chen Ye asked casually.

Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

"Then why are you standing so far away?" Chen Ye beckoned to Jiang Ning: "Come over here and talk."

"No need, I'll just stand here and talk, don't come any closer."

Jiang Ning did not move; he remained highly alert.

Chen Ye didn't continue walking forward; he just stood there.