As the assembly of the Torpedo was completed, a tense yet exhilarating atmosphere filled the control room. Meanwhile, A Yan was fully focused on drafting the blueprints for the Oxygen Generation System. In the depths of the ocean, oxygen had become a resource more precious than gold, the only lifeline sustaining them.
Luo Shanhe stared intently at the Torpedo, reminiscing about his days in the Military Career, where soldiers were more often prepared for battle. But now, in this apocalyptic world, they had no choice but to pick up their weapons and fight to survive. He let out a sigh of nostalgia and said, "A-Feng, thank goodness for your portable system; otherwise, the three of us would probably have ended up as shark bait."
"Lao Luo, we should be grateful. Just think about those who don't have this system; how are they facing this damned apocalypse?"
Leng Fengyang also felt a sense of relief but was more in awe of possessing this system. He then issued a new command to it: "Check all systems to ensure the Torpedo is in optimal launch condition!"
As soon as Leng Fengyang finished speaking, the system automatically conducted a thorough and detailed inspection of the Torpedo's positioning system, propulsion system, and explosive device. The data flickered on the pale blue screen, and the Submersible's indicator lights blinked as each parameter for the Torpedo's launch was confirmed.
Once the comprehensive check was complete, the pale blue screen displayed that all systems were in optimal condition: the Torpedo's positioning system was accurate, its propulsion system was fully powered, and its explosive device was stable and reliable—all set for launch.
Leng Fengyang and Luo Shanhe exchanged glances and simultaneously gave A Yan, who was still drawing, a look of trust.
"Lao Luo, A Yan, hold on tight."
Leng Fengyang's voice was steady yet tinged with excitement as he took a deep breath and slowly moved his finger toward the launch button.
Luo Shanhe nodded, gripping the backup controller tightly while keeping his eyes fixed on the tracking image of the Megalodon on the screen. The ancient giant moved slowly through the deep sea, its massive body appearing particularly ferocious—an ultimate challenge to human technology.
The countdown began: five, four, three, two, one—launch!
At Leng Fengyang's command, his finger decisively pressed down on the button. Instantly, a deep roar echoed within the Submersible as the Torpedo shot out like an arrow from a bow beneath it, leaving behind a brilliant blue trail as it pierced through the dark waters towards the Megalodon.
The propulsion system operated at full capacity; the Torpedo left an elongated blue streak in its wake with astonishing speed.
Luo Shanhe anxiously watched the screen as he saw the Torpedo gradually closing in on its target. The positioning system accurately locked onto Megalodon's location. The Megalodon seemed to sense danger and began thrashing violently in an attempt to evade this deadly attack—but it was already too late.
Impact!
With a prompt from the system, the Torpedo exploded near the Megalodon. A massive surge of energy was released instantly; water churned violently into a gigantic sphere that radiated light.
The Megalodon writhed in agony amidst the explosion before slowly sinking to the ocean floor, motionless.
Leng Fengyang and Lao Luo exchanged smiles. Though fatigue lingered on their faces, their eyes sparkled with victorious joy.
"We need to get out of here quickly and find a safe place to restock on oxygen."
As the mediator among the three, A Yan reminded them with a clear voice. Leng Fengyang and Luo Shanhe nodded in agreement, and the trio piloted the Submersible, adjusting their course toward the unknown depths of the ocean.
As the Submersible slowly navigated through the dark and deep seabed, they were surrounded by an endless expanse of darkness and silence, with only the spotlight at the front of the Submersible breaking through this stillness, illuminating the unknown path ahead.
In this deep sea, although Leng Fengyang was navigating blindly, systematic prompts ensured they wouldn't get lost. After their heart-pounding encounter with the Megalodon, the three were physically and mentally exhausted, yet their desire for exploration and determination to survive fueled them like the newly generated oxygen within the Submersible.
A Yan sat next to Leng Fengyang, tightly gripping a meticulously drawn blueprint. It was a simple design for an Oxygen Generator that she had quickly created using the limited resources available in the Submersible during an emergency.
Under A Yan's guidance, Luo Shanhe began to work on constructing this makeshift oxygen factory within the confined space of the Submersible. He was responsible for searching for recyclable materials inside, including some discarded metal containers, chemical reagents, and wires. He carefully dismantled unnecessary equipment, trying to minimize static to avoid disturbing any potential creatures in this underwater realm.
After several hours of effort, a simple yet efficient Oxygen Generator was finally completed in one corner of the Submersible. This device utilized the Submersible's own power to electrolyze water into oxygen and hydrogen. The oxygen was collected for the three to breathe while safely venting hydrogen outside to avoid any explosion risks.
As the device activated, a fresh stream of oxygen began to fill the entire Submersible slowly, making breathing easier and alleviating their fatigue.
"Unbelievable! A Yan, I really admire your intellect!" Luo Shanhe exclaimed while wiping his sweat. A Yan merely smiled slightly, feeling a sense of accomplishment within; she knew that personal growth was key to survival in this perilous deep-sea environment.
With a stable supply of oxygen, they could temporarily slow down the Submersible's speed and spend more time searching for a way out of these depths. Leng Fengyang continued to pilot the Submersible while they admired the breathtaking underwater scenery.
Colorful coral reefs sparkled under the faint light like exquisite artworks crafted by nature itself. Schools of vibrant Tropical Fish darted playfully among the corals, their movements tracing graceful arcs through the water. Occasionally, a massive Sea Turtle glided by leisurely, its shell bearing marks of time and its gaze exuding calmness and composure.
The three instinctively slowed their breathing, fearing they might disturb this tranquility and harmony. They felt the power of teamwork; only by moving forward together could they survive in this treacherous environment. Thus, they cherished every moment and treated each other sincerely.
The Submersible continued its slow journey as they observed their surroundings while discussing possible escape plans.
【Warning: Entering Deep Sea Low Temperature Zone ahead! Please exercise caution!】
The system notification about abnormal human transformation once again disrupted this brief tranquility, causing tension to rise within their group once more.
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