Especially when we were almost face-to-face with that mutant octopus just now...

"William Scott, are you okay?" As soon as Grace Johnson caught her breath, she immediately grabbed William Scott and asked.

Only then did everyone recall the shocking scene when William Scott took the initiative to attack the mutant octopus... The fact that they were still alive now was all thanks to William Scott's decisiveness and desperate gamble.

But isn't it almost impossible for a normal person to do something so dangerous? That was really risking his life!

The way these ordinary college students looked at William Scott completely changed...

Even though he was now soaked from head to toe, with his hair plastered to his forehead and his face deathly pale, he still looked utterly harmless.

In terms of appearance alone, William Scott didn't really have a fierce aura; he looked more like the kind of guy who quietly sits and reads.

"Hm? I'm fine..." William Scott had just replied when he suddenly felt as if his abdomen had been torn open.

Emily Carter, standing nearby, followed his gaze downward and immediately covered her mouth with a gasp: "Ah! Scott, you're... you're hurt!"

At some point, the clothing on William Scott's abdomen had been ripped open, revealing the bloody flesh beneath.

"It must have been from when the tentacle hit me just now..."

He tensed up inside, but when he carefully frowned and lifted his shirt, he was surprised to find that such a deep wound had already stopped bleeding.

"Strange..."

William Scott immediately thought of the blood spot on his wrist... That had disappeared quickly as well.

Could it be related to that black line that burrowed into his body?

Thinking again about the power of those tentacles, which could shatter a human body with a touch, he realized that although he felt pain, even his internal organs weren't injured... As a top student in the School of Life Sciences, it wasn't hard for him to judge this.

At this thought, a strange idea suddenly popped into his mind. He couldn't help but reach out and touch the wound.

The remaining blood stuck to his fingers. He rubbed it gently... It was a bit sticky, and soon a few black threads appeared in the blood...

William Scott's scalp tingled, and he almost lost control of his expression.

The sticky substance was clearly gelatinous, just to a much lesser degree.

But no matter what, this was a trait of the mutants!

He was right after all—after killing James Carter, he had absorbed the mutant inside James Carter!

"Let me bandage it up quickly..." The cool, soft sensation on his abdomen snapped William Scott back to reality.

Grace Johnson was holding a strip torn from her pant leg, trying to tie it around his wound.

"I'll do it." William Scott immediately became a bit nervous. He didn't dare let Grace Johnson touch the blood, so he quickly tied a knot himself.

Seeing that William Scott still seemed able to move, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Because although they had temporarily escaped the threat of the mutants, they were still far from "safe"...

Not to mention that the only cruise ship had been taken over by the mutants, just this island alone looked very suspicious.

"The rocks here are strange, almost like fossils, and their texture is different from what we usually see."

"And this grass—why is it all black, and as hard as wood..."

After calming down a bit, a few of the boys began to observe the island's environment.

Although what the boy with the metal sheet had said made them angry, some of it still stuck with them.

If they kept dragging everyone down, who could guarantee that William Scott really wouldn't abandon them?

"If we're going to find a place to hide and wait for rescue, it's best not to go too deep..." one boy suggested, thinking he was being clever.

But this time, even before William Scott could say anything, the people around him were already looking at the boy with sympathetic eyes.

"Face reality." William Scott didn't say much, just sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

He took the chair leg from Grace Johnson, then squatted down and said, "First, we need to figure out what happened. Let me share my guess... I think our ship was forcibly dragged into a door by those two mutant octopuses. You could call it a space gate, or a spatial rift. In other words, where we are now might not be far from our original course, but we're in two different spaces and times. I don't know if you can understand what I mean? Of course, don't ask me what I'm basing this on."

As he spoke, he drew a door on the ground, then sketched two different but overlapping sea areas as a diagram.

"When the cruise ship entered this overlapping space, the space gate opened, and then the ship lost signal, followed by the mutant octopuses' actions... This is all just my speculation, don't mind it too much. I also want to know what the truth really is, but for now, I can only make this kind of guess based on the clues."

The others were a bit stunned, but then Emily Carter nodded and said softly, "I think it's possible. None of you have ever seen such a calm and strange sea, right? And... right before I passed out, I suddenly saw this kind of mist... Even if there's fog at sea, it shouldn't suddenly appear in such large amounts, right?"