After finishing all this, William Carter quickly left with his backpack, ran several hundred meters away, then quietly lay in ambush and began to wait.

Chapter 9: Wuyou City

There are two self-destruct options for the equipment pod. One is a corrosive self-destruct that thoroughly destroys all traces; once activated, the built-in corrosive liquid is released, dissolving the entire equipment pod without leaving a single trace. The other is an explosive self-destruct.

There are also several types of explosive self-destruct. One is a timed explosive self-destruct, which, as the name suggests, detonates when the time is up. Another is vibration-triggered self-destruct; once activated, it automatically detects vibrations in the surrounding area, and if it senses movement caused by a human weighing over fifty kilograms within ten meters, it will explode.

The third type is even simpler: remote-controlled self-destruct, with the remote handled by the individual combat terminal. This is the option William Carter chose.

At this moment, more than one figure had already appeared at the location of the equipment pod. The one who chased the fastest thought he was the only one able to keep up with William Carter, not realizing that while the mantis stalks the cicada, the oriole lurks behind; several others were following him.

How could searching for William Carter's tracks compare to steadily tailing an experienced tracker? Especially when that person was so self-assured and completely unaware of anyone behind him.

The equipment pod was simply too unique and conspicuous, drawing everyone's attention to it immediately.

If nothing else, just that flashing red light was enough to make people’s eyes turn red with greed. What kind of gem could emit such a sparkling light? If someone brought this gem back, wouldn’t those socialites and wealthy ladies fight each other to the death for it?

A single red light was enough to drive people mad, and this red light was just a decoration on a box that size—imagine how precious the contents of the box must be.

No wonder Olivia Brooks publicly claimed that the kid was her fiancé. With something this valuable, let alone Olivia Brooks, a collateral branch lady of the The Brooks Family, even Emily Brooks, the true heiress of the The Brooks Family, would probably have to bow her head, right?

Who cares where William Carter has gone now? The wealth in front of them comes first—if heaven gives and you don’t take, you’ll be blamed for it!

The guy closest to the pod went crazy when he saw the box, and without thinking, slashed at it with his knife. Such a big box—better cut it open and see what’s inside.

He moved so fast that the experts tracking him from behind didn’t even have time to stop him; they could only watch helplessly as the big knife struck the box.

The scene everyone imagined—treasure spilling everywhere as the box was split open—did not happen. With a clang, the big knife bounced high, leaving only a white mark on the equipment pod, not even opening a crack.

The group instantly became even more frenzied. If a knife couldn’t damage it, then the box itself must be a treasure! Naturally, they couldn’t let that guy take a second swing; they all revealed themselves, surrounding the equipment pod and the man from all directions.

They didn’t even need to be stopped. After seeing his attack fail, the man with the knife stopped on his own. Such a good thing—wouldn’t it be a shame to destroy it? Besides, he might not even be able to.

Next, everyone guarded a direction, ready to act at any moment. Good things can’t be let go easily. Never mind the treasure inside—even just the box, if you could find a master to use its material to make yourself some armor, wouldn’t that be a master-level suit, impervious to blades and bullets?

No one could remain indifferent after seeing such a treasure. Everyone who could see it had already rushed out. If you didn’t, you might not even get a share when it came time to split the loot—how could that be allowed?

While everyone was on guard against each other, still undecided whether to start fighting immediately or discuss a way to divide the spoils, William Carter was already giving them no chance.

After running several hundred meters, William Carter circled back and returned to the vicinity. In the dim jungle, his binoculars with infrared function proved incredibly useful.

A dozen or so red human figures were already scattered around the equipment pod; in that direction, there were no other warm-blooded creatures.

William Carter put away the binoculars, moved behind a large tree, opened the screen of his individual combat terminal, and pressed the detonation button on the screen.

Boom—a thunderous explosion rang out, echoing through the mountains, rumbling and rumbling, growing weaker and weaker until it finally faded away.

Even hiding behind a tree big enough to completely shield himself, the blast wave still made William Carter's ears ring incessantly. If William Carter hadn’t been prepared, opening his mouth wide and swallowing several times, just the sound of the explosion would have been enough to leave him deaf for a long time.

Holding a Glock 17, William Carter stepped out from behind the tree and slowly walked toward where the equipment pod had been. He had only been training for a few days and already his physical abilities had multiplied; those experts who had trained for a dozen or even dozens of years might just be able to withstand the blast.

The explosion was powerful, but it must be said that William Carter's caution was justified. Even after such a blast, two experts still survived.