See You After The Rain

"Hold on!" Officer Li shouted loudly, "There's a limited number of harpoons, we just need to hold on a little longer to survive!"

Before anyone could respond, another scream pierced the air.

Turning around, they saw it was Sweetie.

She wasn't as lucky as Xiaoran; the harpoon pierced through her palm.

In an instant, Sweetie lost her strength, and the table sector in front of her was knocked askew by the howling harpoon.

"Be careful!" Qiaojiajin gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the table sector in front of Sweetie.

In that moment, a harpoon flew in accurately through a gap, piercing Han Yimo's shoulder.

Han Yimo let out a painful scream, but still held tightly onto the table sector.

"Don't panic!" Officer Li reached out to support Han Yimo, then used both hands to hold up half of the table sector for him.

Qiaojiajin also acted decisively, reaching out to support the table sector in front of Sweetie.

Fortunately, these two individuals were very strong, and the formation started to stabilize again.

As the crashing sounds gradually subsided, everyone finally understood how reasonable this formation was.

If they had followed Officer Li and Dr. Zhao's plan to arrange the table sectors unevenly, the harpoons would have been perpendicular to the table sectors, making them easy to pierce.

Now, the "bamboo shoot after the rain" formation turned the contact surfaces between the harpoons and the table sectors into slopes, significantly reducing the piercing force of the harpoons.

Especially the harpoons flying from directly above, which at this moment changed their trajectory due to the conical shape.

After a while, the sounds outside the table sectors completely disappeared.

"Is it over?" Han Yimo asked through gritted teeth.

"Wait another minute," Qixia replied.

The group held their table sectors quietly for another minute, and indeed, there was no more movement outside.

Qiaojiajin cautiously opened a gap and peeked outside.

"Oh my god..." He was instantly stunned by the scene before him.

Gradually, everyone moved their table sectors aside and found the ground and table surface almost covered with harpoons.

And the two bodies on the ground were even more unbearable to look at, like two hedgehogs, densely packed with spikes.

Each harpoon was connected by a rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the empty holes in the walls, creating a mess in the room.

Dr. Zhao decisively rolled up his sleeves and went to Han Yimo's side.

His condition was not optimistic; a harpoon had pierced his shoulder and needed immediate attention.

Han Yimo sat down slowly, smiling bitterly, "I was just wondering if I'd be so unlucky, and now it turns out I really got hit..."

Sweetie looked extremely guilty and quickly apologized to Han Yimo.

But everyone knew it wasn't Sweetie's fault; she had also been pierced through the palm by a harpoon.

"Hey, cutie, come here." Qiaojiajin waved his hand, "I can bandage you up."

"Huh?" Sweetie was surprised, "Can you bandage wounds?"

"A little bit." Qiaojiajin tore off a strip of cloth from the dead goat's body and tore it into two pieces.

One piece was tightly tied around Sweetie's arm to stop the bleeding, and the other was carefully wrapped around the wound.

"I used to get injured often on the streets, so I learned some bandaging myself," Qiaojiajin said.

Sweetie nodded slightly, without saying a word.

Since they arrived here, the group had rarely had a moment of peace, as if they had temporarily escaped the shadow of death.

But there was still no door around them, and this cursed room still kept them trapped here.

What kind of place was this?

What was outside the room?

In less than a minute, a sigh came from Dr. Zhao's direction.

Qixia turned his head and saw Dr. Zhao, who was treating Han Yimo's wound, looking embarrassed.

"What's wrong?" Officer Li asked, "Is the injury severe?"

"The injury is not serious," Dr. Zhao shook his head, "It's just that I can't remove the harpoon."

Everyone leaned in and found that the problem was indeed tricky.

The tip of the harpoon was barbed, and pulling it out would cause greater harm to the victim.

And the tail of the harpoon was connected to a rope.

At this moment, Han Yimo was like a fish that had been shot, no matter where he swam, he would be firmly held back by this rope.

"We can only cut the rope and then pull out the harpoon from the front," Dr. Zhao said, "But I don't have any sharp tools at hand."

Han Yimo's lips were pale at the moment, and the harpoon piercing his shoulder made him suffer.

"Just use another harpoon," Officer Li said decisively, "Although the harpoon is sharp, it can still serve as a tool."

"It can only be done like this," Dr. Zhao also nodded, "Writer, I need you to choose the most relaxed position to lie down. We need to cut the rope on your back. Don't rush, take it slow. Watch out for the harpoon in front of you, and be careful not to get injured again."

Han Yimo nodded and began to move his body laboriously.

Qixia watched this scene and always felt something was amiss.

Take it slow?

Do they really have time to do this in this situation?

He looked at the ropes on the ground and had a bad premonition.

If he guessed correctly, they were still racing against time.

"We can't take it slow!" Qixia suddenly spoke up, "Take the harpoon out now!"

He quickly walked to the doctor's side, and with a serious expression, said to Han Yimo, "Endure it for a moment, I'll pull out the harpoon for you right now!"

Han Yimo was a little puzzled, but he didn't refuse.

"What are you doing?!" Dr. Zhao pushed Qixia away impatiently, "You'll worsen his injury like this!"

"There's no time! If we hesitate, the harpoons will..." Before Qixia could finish, the chains around them clinked again, as if some huge mechanism had been activated once more.

Immediately after, came Han Yimo's heart-wrenching scream.

Only then did everyone come to their senses, finding all the harpoons slowly retracting under the pull of the ropes.

And Han Yimo on the ground was also being dragged by a huge force.

Qixia had noticed this a long time ago; the ropes on the harpoons were not just for show. Sooner or later, they would retract all the harpoons.

Everyone panicked and ran after Han Yimo. Officer Li tried to grab the rope and resist the tremendous force between the black holes, but in the end, it was futile.

The table sectors on the ground, pierced with harpoons, were gradually torn apart by the harpoons and began to retreat.

This kind of force that could tear apart wooden boards was absolutely impossible to resist barehanded.

Although Han Yimo was in excruciating pain, he soon discovered another problem.

If he was dragged to the wall and the harpoon still wasn't removed, he would be firmly nailed to the wall and die there.

Thinking of this, he stood up in pain, grabbed Qixia again, and said word by word, "Help me take out the harpoon! Take it out now!"