Only Su Huan and He Jie, the high-level evolutionaries, could stand steadily in place.
Liang Kuan sat in a large chair, gripping the control lever tightly, the warning lights on the dashboard in front of him glowing blood-red.
The factory manager's voice echoed on the screen, "Don't fight the whirlpool, that will only tear the train apart prematurely! We also need to separate the two trains, there's too much air in the armed hall, affecting the sinking speed!"
"How much longer for the explosives?"
Su Huan suddenly turned his head to look at He Jie below.
He Jie shivered, gritting his teeth, "It was ready thirty seconds ago!"
"Have them delivered to the front of the train, don't take the armed hall."
"Understood!"
He Jie decisively turned and dashed out.
The blue light in Su Huan's eyes dissipated, and the train, which had been struggling to resist, instantly lost its power.
