"Master, Jack sent a telegram. He said... Mr. President was assassinated by a Southern spy who was disguised as an actor while he was in the theater. Fortunately, he arrived at the time and shot to save Mr. President."

Butler Wayne was about ten meters away from the stone room where James was, telling the news sent from Washington.

James breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he caught up.

"There is also a telegram from Mr. President, thanking you for your help. He is very concerned about your situation and hopes to see you." Steward Wayne continued.

"Send a telegram to Jack and ask them to stay in Washington for a while and be responsible for President Lincoln's security. I also send a telegram to Mr. President and tell him that I can't meet with him for the time being and ask him to take care of himself."

"By the way, Uncle Wayne, help me find a quiet and deserted beach, build a house, and prepare some daily necessities." James thought for a moment and said to the housekeeper Wayne.

"Master, what do you want?" Butler Wayne was a little puzzled and a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's good for me..."

The northern coast of Vancouver Island.

This year's hurricane season is extremely long, and the residents on the island are bored in the house, drinking wine, hugging their wives, and beating their children.

Just four or five years ago, a group of people who didn't know where they came from built a stone hut on the hillside next to the sea in the northernmost part of the island.

Although it is a small house, if you look closely, you will find that it is the same size as the houses of some of the richest shipping bosses in the town. It has a three-story building height and has the style of a medieval castle.

The slope is close to a cliff that is more than tens of meters high. Few people have set foot on it. Several years have passed, and no one has found out who lives in that cliffside stone castle. The northern coast of the island

Most of them are reefs and cliffs, which are not suitable for building ports, and there are few people living there.

As time went by, no one paid more attention to this stone castle.

James came out of the house bare-chested and barefoot, casually wearing a pair of oilskin shorts commonly worn by sailors. His hair was longer, and his figure was still so exaggerated and strong.

Dark clouds were covering the distance and hurricanes were approaching. He stretched out, ran lightly to the edge of the cliff, jumped into the dark sea from an altitude of more than fifty meters.

James kicked his legs briskly and swam quickly under the sea, diving like a torpedo to the depths of the sea, more than ten kilometers away from Vancouver Island. This was the most suitable deep sea he had found during his years of undersea practice.

area.

In order to solve his physical problems and re-enter the level of spiritual practice, James has basically lived in this stone castle on the cliff for several years. The training environment underground in the manor can no longer meet his current physical strength. Considering the space

, time and the current situation of unknown physical potential, with the help of the pressure of the sea, it is the most suitable and convenient place to practice.

During his first dive, James reached a depth of about 800 meters under the sea, which he estimated based on his own dive time and speed.

The human's unequipped diving limit in the modern era is more than 100 meters, and when James descended to 800 meters, the greatest pressure came from the internal organs, and the bones and muscles had more endurance limits.

In this way, he began to practice various boxing techniques on the seabed. As he practiced, all the boxing techniques gradually lost their original appearance. James released his bone claws to adapt to its new form, and continued to practice based on this.

The thick and boundless water pressure evenly exerted huge force on every inch of his body, which was more comprehensive than any training equipment. James increasingly felt that his control over his body was gradually recovering.

From time to time, Butler Wayne will send someone to deliver some daily necessities, the latest information on the current situation, and some important business arrangements for instructions.

In the past few years, Mr. Daniel has also helped handle the Howlett family's business affairs. He came to Vancouver Island to see James twice. Although he still kept a certain distance, he obviously felt that James' condition was much better.

The biggest feeling is that I feel less scared when I am in the same space with him.

The deep sea is a place of great terror, and only the boundless vacuum universe can provide a similar feeling.

James felt that he had reached the limit of his body, close to a distance of three thousand meters under the sea. Every time he reached this depth, his strongest bones would begin to feel unbearable physical deformations. After years of training and adaptation, his body had to adapt, especially

The internal organs and tissues have been greatly improved, but in the face of the high pressure of three thousand meters deep under the sea, a depth that even whales cannot enter, they rely on their ability to heal themselves all the time to maintain their basic mobility.

With his current body's ability to absorb oxygen, he can stay underwater for nearly an hour and a half without ventilating after fully inhaling.

With the deep sea depriving him of some of his senses and the 10,000-ton water pressure, every movement seemed to shake an invisible mountain. The energy and blood all over his body pulsed crazily to every inch of his body. James finally felt that he had control over his whole body again.

status.

One side of James was bearing the burden of the water pressure, and the bones of his body were rattling unbearably. The other side thrust out his arm very slowly like an old man practicing Tai Chi. The two pairs of bone claws evolved to form a natural combination of offense and defense.

arms.

Boxing was originally born out of cold weapon fighting. After James fully accepted his instinctive power, he comprehensively combined the boxing skills from his previous life, making this pair of innate weapons truly meaningful.

Winter winter winter...

His heart beat faster and faster, and even the heart muscle began to be damaged and bleed, but now James' self-healing speed is almost as fast as the injury.

He endured the ubiquitous pressure to spurt blood to every tissue in his body. With his first experience of body penetration, the top of his head and face were no longer a problem. For a moment, James seemed to be freed from the restrictions of deep water pressure.

, the speed of his fists and kicks suddenly became faster, and he relied on this desperate burst to break through the barrier in one fell swoop.

boom!

At the bottom of the sea, James silently exploded with energy all over his body. He raised his claws, and the seawater was forced back by the force pierced by every inch of skin on his body, forming an oval vacuum environment with a radius of about two meters. This lasted for more than ten seconds.

, the strength was withdrawn, and the sea water immediately pressed back.

James relaxed his whole body and naturally moved upward with the buoyancy of the sea water. He retracted the exoskeleton on his arm. Along the cracks between the bone claws, arm shield and bone awl and the skin and muscles, there were strands of black and red.

The blood flowed out, turning the sea water around him crimson, dyeing it into a bloody ribbon, slowly wrapping around James.

His bones began to show signs of bone regeneration again under the stimulation of strong force. When James' boxing skills were first mastered, his bones showed signs of transformation, and the bone density and strength increased, but it seemed that the "energy" was not enough.

To completely reborn.

This time, with the full strength of the saber-toothed tiger, James' bones and muscles began to squirm on their own. The bone replacement speed was very fast and very painful. His skin began to peel off constantly, exuding dark-colored filthy substances, and the roots of his teeth also changed. It was loose and itchy, and then pushed out by the new teeth. James scratched his whole body in pain. He couldn't help but open his mouth and howl in pain, but only a series of bubbles came out.

Light gradually became visible on the top of my head, and the pain in my body gradually subsided, replaced by waves of comfortable numbness and relaxation.

puff!

James finally surfaced from the sea. He breathed out turbid air and got into the fresh and moist sea breeze. After the storm passed, the sky was exceptionally pure and clear.
Chapter completed!