Chapter 50 The Treasure Chest Is Gone Just Like That!

While speaking with Carissa, half of Ou Xiaolu’s attention was actually focused on the water element, and a small part on the person who had just sneaked in. So, just as Ou Xiaolu was contemplating how to find an excuse to return to the car to deal with the water element, he was able to notice immediately when that person took out something unusual.

It resembled a red potion, but the moment it was brought out, it transformed from an ordinary red to a bright, molten hue, like magma. Then, the potion exploded—

Ou Xiaolu barely managed to pull Carissa close, pushing her to the ground, and then rolled over to shield her with his own body. As for Mig, who was watching the commotion from the side—unfortunately, Ou Xiaolu hadn’t considered him in the rush. But Mig was shrewd; seeing Ou Xiaolu chatting with a girl, he had hoped to use Carissa’s help to charm a few beauties himself, so his attention was fixed on them. When Ou Xiaolu suddenly pushed Carissa down, Mig didn’t think it was out of desire; he dropped to the ground as well, right after Ou Xiaolu.

It was this timely action that allowed Mig to survive the fatal blast.

After the explosion faded, the man who had produced the potion stood at the very center of the blast radius, his arms raised high as he laughed maniacally. Around him lay fragments of bodies, red liquid slowly flowing toward him. After a moment, the man seemed to realize something was wrong and shouted, “How can this be? Why did the blood ritual fail? Was there a mistake with my potion? Yes, that must be it—I have more potions!”

As he spoke, he reached into his clothing for another vial. Everyone who had survived heard his words, but what could they do? They could only watch helplessly as he rummaged through his clothes.

At that moment, Ou Xiaolu charged at the man from behind, moving so fast that he slammed the man onto the nearby steps. Without drawing his sword—after all, killing someone here might be mistaken for complicity—Ou Xiaolu grabbed the man's neck and repeatedly smashed his head against the ground.

With every impact, Ou Xiaolu muttered, “That’s for your blood ritual, that’s for your explosion…”

Finally, the police from the station rushed out—these were campus police, lacking any heavy weapons. They were all round and hefty, clutching small-caliber revolvers, cautiously circling Ou Xiaolu as he continued to beat the man. Eventually, two officers carefully approached and escorted Ou Xiaolu away, allowing others to step forward and point their guns at the man's head to search him.

Only then did Ou Xiaolu remember the matter with the water element. He cursed the wretched timing of the incident and prepared to check on the water element's situation. Thankfully, during the previous pause, he had issued general instructions to the water element. If he had missed the yacht, he would certainly have been furious.

But just then, a gunshot rang out nearby. Ou Xiaolu silently cursed, knowing trouble had come once more. Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw the man had already been shot dead by a police officer. The other officers wore expressions of understanding, as they had seen the man reaching for something again.

After such an incident, chaos naturally ensued, but the handling of affairs also sped up. About an hour later, Ou Xiaolu and his companions were released. During that time, Ou Xiaolu intermittently checked on the water element, but it was never as effective as guiding it in real time from a quiet place.

In the end, the yacht was swept away by the whirlpool. The water element managed to snatch a white object from it, but most frustrating was that, at the last moment before the yacht disappeared, the water element spotted what appeared to be a treasure chest.

Just a little bit more!

For a long while after, Ou Xiaolu wore a furious expression. Coincidentally, those who survived inside and outside the police station shared the same look of anger.

The man's identity had been discovered—he was the organizer of the day’s Doomsday Church event. The explosive item was not a bomb, but truly a potion. According to another organizer arrested that day, they had originally intended to use the potion during the climax of the group ritual.

When detonated, the potion would convert the blood of nearby casualties into more potion, which would then be absorbed by those who had taken another type of potion earlier.

Through the stimulation of the two potions and an abundance of life force, they would transform into the legendary Hell Magma Demon, able to turn into magma at will, move freely through fire, and ignore all kinds of attacks.

However, before the event had progressed halfway, they were taken away by the police, and the other organizer’s potion was confiscated. This particular man had escaped for various reasons. According to the other organizer, their potion was mixed on the spot and lasted only twenty-four hours. If not used today, it would be worthless.

As for the initial potion they had consumed, it was harmless and had no effect on their bodies. He had already accepted the failure of their plan, prepared to spend money to make new potion if necessary, but never expected this man to act out, exposing the whole scheme.

Of course, Ou Xiaolu didn’t hear any of this firsthand; it was all overheard by the coward and relayed through Zhong Kui.

Regarding the potion’s origins, the coward hadn’t learned anything, and Zhong Kui had no recollection.

None of this truly concerned Ou Xiaolu. He only wondered if his previous peaceful life had all been thanks to his left hand—how, once he left its suppressive range, he seemed to become the center of a vortex, with all manner of trouble spiraling around him.

A vortex? Ou Xiaolu slapped his forehead, realizing he’d been so caught up processing the news that he’d forgotten the water element was waiting for him to identify the object it had retrieved from the yacht.

Thinking of this, Ou Xiaolu sighed again. He had been so close to finding a treasure chest!

With that thought, he glanced at the stats of the white item and immediately lost interest. He planned to fetch Charles and return home at once—he wouldn’t care about anything else until the water element finished its task in this world.

Right, what were the properties of that white item?

It seemed to be this—

[Mechanic’s Wrench: Item Card, White, Single-use. After use, it can fully repair a completely destroyed machine (vehicle, ship)].