"The Suzhan Wuzun regularly reports that it is currently at a depth of 2,500 meters, and no anomalies have been found." In some of the overly quiet command rooms, Caesar's voice rang out with regular reports.

Because one of the three people who dived didn't like to talk, he usually didn't open his mouth when he could understand the questions with his eyes.

The other one is very good at talking, usually can't close as soon as he opens his mouth, and is very annoying. So the task of regular contact was given to Caesar, who was in the middle of the two.

"Roger, please keep an eye on your surroundings." The liaison officer on the Sumeru seat replied,

"The next scheduled contact will be ...... in ten minutes" The wait has been boring, and in the twenty minutes since the Suzhan Mingzun entered the sea, there has been almost silence except for the communication channel with the central control room of the headquarters and the command center at the scene, except for the sound of the monitors reporting various parameters.

On the large screen in the command center, images were transmitted from the cameras deployed on the Suzhan Woozun.

In the utter darkness of the water, the searchlights on the Suchan Woozun could only illuminate the water for a small distance, and in the complete darkness, only a few small bubbles floated from the depths of the bottomless trench, and beyond that, there was silence.

The ocean, known as the cradle of life, is as dead as the forbidden land of life. There was a screaking sound like a metal twist, the sound of the safety rope attached to the Suzhan Mingzun.

They prepared 12,000 kilometers of safety rope, and together with the recovery system provided by the Equipment Department, they could theoretically pull the Suzhan Woozun up from the trench below 10,000 meters in 20 minutes.

…… Of course, whether this recycling device can be used or not is another matter.

"The Suchan Woozun is in good condition and is expected to reach its target location in an hour." On the command platform, the head of the Kassel Japan branch, Ryoma Koichiro, blocked the connection with the main academy and opened another call channel.

He glanced down at the detonator he was holding in his hand, and said in a low voice, "The signal for the 'cargo' is in good condition, and they don't seem to have spotted the new passengers on the Suchan Woozun yet." ”

"I see, don't take it lightly, the anomaly of the main academy is a bit of a concern. But this is the end of the matter, hesitation is only a bad thing, and we have no way back after last night. In the call channel, an old voice asked,

"So, what about the state of Suzhan Wuzun?" Naturally, this Suzhan Woozun does not refer to the submersible that is now two thousand meters underwater.

Ryoma Koichiro hesitated for a moment and glanced back without a trace. On the command platform behind him, the voices of all the command personnel were unconsciously lowered when talking, and even the sound of tapping on the keyboard was extremely careful, as if they were afraid of disturbing someone's rest.

Lu Mingfei, who was holding his cheek with one hand, leaning on the seat with his eyes closed, and making a slight breathing sound, withdrew his gaze, and Ryoma Ichiro whispered: "Su Zhan Wu ordered him...... It is also in good condition. ”

"Very well, please prepare a room for us that is secluded enough, and I will convince him ......" Half a nautical mile away from Sumeru, a converted yacht floats quietly on the surface of the sea without wind or waves.

The white-haired old man hung up the phone and stood on the side of the ship, watching the sun gradually rise in the east.

Obviously, it represents the beginning of a new day, but the people who are bathed in this sunshine on this sea can't help but feel a sense of waning days.

In fact, this is also the case, because after today, there is no longer a so-called Japanese branch.

The old man put away his mobile phone and pulled out a smooth-looking, brown pulp that might have been there for a long time.

He carefully wiped the dust off the wooden pole, like an old musician preparing to play on stage.

The dragon king failed, and he seemed to have evaporated from the world, and he had not received any news about him since last night.

Although the loss of the life of a man with a left hand is extremely huge, it is not unacceptable, because the life of Suzhan Wuzun will soon return to his arms.

He gently knocked on the wooden pole, and the crisp sound gently drifted with the sea breeze, resounding in this sea area.

The old man looked back and nodded at the red-haired girl behind him who was sitting in the cabin in a shrine maiden costume and her eyes were a little distracted.

Sure enough, there was no problem with his bangzi voice, as for the situation last night, it can only be blamed on the weather, radio equipment, and environment.

Facing the morning breeze, he struck the wooden pole again. Some of the distracted girls seemed to wake up, and some of them blinked dimly.

"You're staying up late again." Tachibana Masamune sighed helplessly,

"It's a big matter of the family, no matter how much I dote on you, you should be the head of the family." Eri Uesugi lowered her head in silence, her long silky red hair hanging down, blocking her delicate and touching little face.

Obviously he has grown into an incomparably peugeot beauty, but he is like an awkward child.

"Hey......" sighed helplessly, Tachibana Masamune sat down beside her, and comforted softly,

"I know you're afraid of him, and I was afraid of him at first, but he's not our enemy, it's our outcast family." He looked at Sumeru, which was visible in the distance on the sea, and muttered, "He is a figure like your brother, just like a childish child to you, this is beyond doubt." Like a rabbit, Eri Uesugi quietly raised her head and secretly looked at the Sumeru seat on the sea not far away, just like Tachibana Masamune.

The sun shone on the steel support of the Sumeru seat, and probably no one would have imagined that just yesterday, this thing was covered in load-bearing ice.

"Maybe this time, I don't need to be out of the house." As if he had made a decision, Tachibana Masamune said suddenly, then stood up and put down the boat hanging on the side of the ship.

He stepped onto the boat, lit the fire and took the helm, and turned back to Eri, who looked a little overwhelmed on the yacht, and said, "I really don't want you to go to war if you can." Your abilities are very strong, but they don't come without a price. But now it's different, and you don't have to set foot on the brutal battlefield anymore. ”

"Take a good rest and play games, bubble baths, and play with dolls as you used to." Tachibana Masamune glanced back at Sumeru, and there seemed to be someone looking this way.

It's Yuan Zhisheng, and he's here to pick them up. Looking at this warm scene that felt a little false, Yuan Zhisheng silently withdrew his gaze, with his eyesight, he could naturally see the interaction of the people on the boat, although he had no way to hear their conversation, but he could also guess a rough idea.

Seeing that Eri Uesugi remained on the yacht, he also seemed to be relieved. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to face this girl who was like a sister.

He reached into his pocket, gently grasped a stone that exuded warmth, and took a long breath, the battle that belonged to him might only begin now.

…… Fingal dropped the playing cards in his hand, grabbed the potato chips and stuffed them, took a sip of beer, and then said in a vague voice: "I say, this game called fighting the landlord is very subtle." ”

"What's so subtle?" Dropping the cards as well, Caesar asked, holding up his glass of wine. Fingal looked at Chu Zihang, who was shuffling, then looked at Caesar, who took a sip of red wine, and finally pointed to himself: "Look at the three of us, who is most like a landlord?" Caesar tilted his head, then pointed at himself.

"I'm glad you're so clear about who you are." Fingal nodded with a serious face,

"But what I want to say is that the three people here, except for me, are all landlords!"

"So you're going to let me win, okay?" A second ago, he was extremely serious, he brushed the white note on his face, showed a flattering expression and said,

"Let me join you too, and experience the rotten feeling of opening a bottle of beer, pouring a bottle, and smashing a bottle, okay?" Caesar gave him a blank look, and Chu Zihang dealt the cards silently...... This is their unpretentious, but compared to the absolutely interesting dive trip to the command center, as for the new passengers who are hidden, and the snake Qi Hachiya has no effect on them at all, and continues to eat, drink, and play.

They knew that the submersible was filled with surveillance probes and bugging devices, and it was written on the small note that Yuan Zhisheng had left for them.

But so what? They also need to be able to hear and see it to be useful. Gen Zhisheng returned to the command center, walked to a hidden room somewhere, and nodded as he looked at the three people sitting on the screen.

It seems that even if he is as detached as them, he will become serious when he knows the urgency of the situation.

"The fourth report of the Suzhan Woozun, currently at a depth of seven thousand meters, and still no anomalous ...... has been found" On the screen, Caesar made a regular report with great seriousness.

Beside him, Chu Zihang and Fingal were either holding a notebook to record data, or studying the operation manual.

The way he waited so hard made him think that the guys who pestered him yesterday were just nightmares.

"Keep recording." With a word, he left the hidden room and returned to the command center.

Entering the command center, he subconsciously lowered his footsteps and gently came to Lu Mingfei's side.

Stopping the action of the commissioner of the Executive Directorate who wanted to wake up Lu Mingfei, he gently shook Lu Mingfei who was resting with his eyes closed: "Lu, I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but there is something here that I need you to come over." Lu Mingfei woke up slowly, shook his somewhat numb neck and said, "Got it......" He stood up and moved, as if he didn't see the rune stone that had slipped into his pocket, and followed Yuan Zhisheng away.

Yuan Zhisheng, who was about to breathe a sigh of relief, was suddenly stunned, and he didn't know if it was an illusion, he saw a pair of rainbow and gold eyes flashing on the reflective metal wall around him.

……

"Eva, you can help me for such a miserable sake." His face was covered with white paper, and he was doubting that Fingal in his life wanted to cry without tears.

I think back then, his math scores were among the best in the college, how did he become like this?

"I refuse, but I still have to deal with the people above you." There was an uncontrollable laugh in Eva's voice, and it was clear that she liked Fingal's current look.

Theoretically, the Suzhan Woozun, who has always been controlled by Kaguyahime, has actually been under her control all along.

What the people on the Sumeru Seat saw through the surveillance were nothing more than random synthesies by her, including the voice reported by Caesar.

On the other side, Chu Zihang's face also had a white note, looking like there were winners and losers, only Caesar had a natural face, shaking the cup slowly.

His luck is so good that he hasn't lost until now is weird, and whenever Fingal asks if he's out of luck, he says confidently.

"Because I'm Rome!" Fingal slammed it: "I am also a descendant of Rome!" Caesar looked at him disdainfully: "Shut up the Holy Roman Empire, which is neither holy, nor Roman, nor Empire." ”

"Okay guys, I don't want to bother you, but it's time for you to do something." Eva, who had been silent for a while, said suddenly.

Fingal tore off the paper from his face and quickly walked to the instrument panel of the submersible, which showed that they were close to 10,000 meters under the sea.

Caesar looked out the observation window, and as his predecessors had said, in the dark sea, there was a trace of red light like a vessel.

Like a scar on the bottom of the sea, the submarine volcano in the ravine is bright and extinguished in the sea, emitting bursts of thunder.

And in the midst of these intricate volcanic rock flows, arches into a city that seems to have fallen from mythology.

The image in front of him was synchronized to the Sumeru seat and the central control room in Kassel, but there was silence in the reconnected communication channel.

Myths shine into reality, and no words can describe what lies ahead. The city that was supposed to be at the top of the sky has fallen into the darkest depths of the world.

Ryoma Genichiro took a deep breath, and Director Miyamoto couldn't help but hold his glasses...... At the same time, all the parents of the eight families of Snake Qi who saw this scene through the Internet stopped everything in their hands, and they didn't even dare to breathe and look at the ancient city on the screen loudly.

“…… Finally, Takamagahara, reappeared. "In a hidden room somewhere, Tachibana Masamune let out a long breath,

"Next, it's ......" Suddenly, a piercing alarm sounded above the Sumeru seat.

"What's going on?" Ryoma asked loudly.

"Suzhan Woozun...... We've disconnected from the Suzhan Woozun! The commissioner, who was busy in front of the computer, opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief,

"All the surveillance, all the listening devices are down!" Someone shouted loudly: "Suzhan Woozun, please answer!" But no matter how he called, there was silence in the channel.

"Minister!" In the silence, someone whispered,

"A minute ago, the Faculty unilaterally released a ......" He swallowed, as if he couldn't believe his eyes, "...... our dismissal statement"