Deep Sea Embers - Chapter 479

[Chapter 477 Dive]

Underground Nangang, the submersible control hall is brightly lit.

The light from gas lamps and electric lights makes the whole hall bright like daylight. The huge oval diving equipment is being suspended on the top of the slide leading to the sea by steel cables. The undead engineers are busy everywhere, entering the water for the submersible. Doing the final stage of inspection and adjustment.

Next to the steel platform where the submersible was secured, Duncan was sitting in a chair watching all this calmly, waiting for Tirian’s men to get everything ready.

Those undead who looked weird and ugly, even bordering on frightening, looked enthusiastic, even faintly carrying a kind of joy and excitement.

A strong bald man with a nervous face came over from not far away, and bent down awkwardly in front of Duncan: “Uh… old captain, it’s nice to meet you…”

Duncan raised his head and glanced at this man. Wearing a sailor’s shirt, a burly man with a shiny head and a pale complexion like a dead man, he compared the information he had learned before and nodded slightly: “You are Aiden. Ryan’s.”

“It’s me,” Aiden grinned suddenly, “Do you remember me?” “

I don’t remember,” Duncan shook his head, “Sorry, I don’t remember most of the things, Subspace Damaged my memory, I heard about you and the other “first-stage sailors” of the Sea Fog Fleet from other people.” “Don’t

apologize, don’t apologize,” Aiden suddenly showed a more embarrassed look, shaking his head As he said, “It’s good that you… can come back, everyone misses you very much.”

“It must be very scary, right?” Duncan smiled and glanced around the hall, and many eyes unconsciously followed him as he glanced around. Dodging in fear, “Fortunately, I’m only using an avatar now. If the main body comes here, I’m afraid most sailors will not be able to work with peace of mind.” “More than half of

them are from the ‘second phase’. You are really scared,” Aiden grabbed the button of his shirt awkwardly, “After all, their first contact with you…”

“I know, the Frost Encounter half a century ago.” Duncan exhaled lightly, and said casually, and when his words fell, Tirian walked over quickly.

“The submersible is ready, Father.”

“Oh, it looks like it’s time to go.”

Duncan smiled suddenly, he got up from the chair, and walked towards the building where the submersible was fixed The platform, and the diving equipment that embodies the wisdom and hard work of countless people is already waiting quietly – the

round hatch on its side has been opened, opposite the thick waterproof cabin, the light illuminates the structure inside the sphere, It doesn’t look spacious inside, apart from the dazzling number of pipes, valves and control consoles, the space for people’s activities seems to be able to accommodate three or four people at most.

Duncan observed the situation of the submersible, then stepped forward.

But in the next second, he stopped suddenly, looking in a certain direction as if sensing something.

A swirling gray wind suddenly swept into the hall, and quickly circled to the submersible platform, condensing and forming in front of Duncan, Tirian and others.

Agatha’s figure stepped out of the gray wind—still dressed as a blind nun in a long black dress and loose long hair.

“I want to go with you.”

She didn’t talk nonsense, and she spoke directly when she came to Duncan.

“You want to dive too?” Duncan looked at Agatha in surprise, “Why?” “

Because I want to ‘see’ with my own eyes, what is under the frost,” Agatha said calmly and firmly, ” As the protector of this city, I cannot wait for your results in the safety of the cathedral, and…”

She stopped suddenly, and after a few seconds of silence, she raised her head, and through the thick black Boo, “looked” into Duncan’s eyes.

“Moreover, this is the city of the Frostman, the business of the Frostman. In the submersible we built, there must be at least one Frostman, just… let me represent Winston Consul, and the Frostman’s Let the previous consuls go down and take a look.”

“It’s a reasonable reason, and you should already know the risks of doing so, since you are conscious, I won’t persuade you any more.” Duncan nodded, then turned his head, looked at the Tyrian.

The latter reacted quickly and said, “The submersible is designed to accommodate up to four people. Of course, there is no problem for two people to go in, but…” “It’s okay,

I don’t need to breathe.” Agatha said softly, and opened Cut off Tyrian’s words.

Tirian was stunned for a moment, and stepped back: “Okay, then there’s no problem.”

Duncan laughed, and he stepped to the hatch of the submersible, turned around and stretched out his hand to Agatha: “Very well, Let’s go.”

He and Agatha got into the submersible, and the heavy round hatch slowly closed.

Two strong undead sailors stepped onto the platform and tightened the locking structure of the hatch from the outside.

Thick steel separated the inside and outside of the submersible, and the narrow passenger cabin became quiet, only the occasional humming from certain machines and pipes could be heard.

There was no place to sit in the crew cabin, so Duncan and Agatha stood in front of the console, holding on to the iron pipes on both sides that served as guardrails, and through the extremely thick and sturdy glass portholes embedded in the bulkhead next to them, they could see Undead sailors around the platform were loosening the cables securing the submersible and releasing the safety pins on either side of the steel frame.

Tirian’s voice came from a small device in the corner of the submersible console: “Father, Ms. Agatha, can you hear me?”

Duncan came to the console: “Yes, it is very clear.”

“Okay Yes. I won’t say much about the control of the submersible. Its function is actually very simple. You should not be mistaken. Now I will talk about the things after entering the water.

“The power of the submersible is provided by a small steam core and a generator connected to the steam core, which is theoretically enough to run to complete all deep-diving tasks, but if there is a problem with the steam core or the generator, its bilge is still There are two batteries, which can continue to run the submersible for about two hours…

“There are three sets of high-power searchlights for the external lighting, but the effect is limited in the deep sea environment, so please be careful to control, plus the seabed resistance is great, the propulsion system The power of the submersible can only make the submersible move slowly, which also needs attention…

“The effective distance of the communication device on the submersible is only 300 meters, so after the depth exceeds 300 meters, we can no longer talk like this, but you The power of Ms. Agatha or Ms. Agatha’s spiritual resonance should not be affected.

“Also…Although I may be worrying too much, even you, please pay attention to the dangers in the deep sea-if something goes wrong, please immediately Floating, the lever on the upper left corner of the console is used for emergency flotation, pulling it will directly throw off the ballast structure at the bottom of the submersible, and spread the buoyancy balls on both sides of the hull… In the worst case, abandon the submersible Well, with your strength, it is also possible to bring Ms. Agatha back directly, the machine can be rebuilt…”

Duncan listened to these reminders from Tirian very seriously.

To be honest, this “former cold sea pirate It is indeed a bit long-winded, and many of his exhortations are unnecessary in Duncan’s view.

But Duncan still listened to every word of Tirian patiently, until the other party’s voice fell, he said in a low voice: “I see, let’s start. Outside the submersible

, on the command seat at the end of the hall, Tirian took a breath, then nodded to his subordinates beside him.

“Open the sea valve!” “

“The channel is filled with water! ” “

“Disconnect the submersible’s external cable and prepare to release the hook!” “

The deep roar penetrated the steel hull of the submersible, and echoed weakly in the spherical cabin. A slight vibration came from under the feet, accompanied by the creaking friction sound outside the hull.

The sea valve was opened, and the seawater was rapidly rising in the tunnel leading directly to the sea below the facility, and gradually reached the predetermined water level. The last two steel cables above the submersible began to creak and were released little by little.

Duncan and Agatha felt a shake at first, and then sank down—after a short period of weightlessness, the submersible entered the water, and they began to sink along the inclined corridor, and were guided by a series of slides. A seaport on the outer edge of Nangang moved.

Outside the porthole, the sea water surged up, and then gradually fell into darkness. In the darkness, only occasional flashes of light could be seen. Those lights flashed faster and faster, and the vibration of the submersible became stronger—and finally, all the vibrations returned to calm .

Outside the porthole, there is only an endless dark blue that is gradually fading.

The sun shines through the sea water above, and casts a series of moving, alternating light and dark beams outside the window. In the gradually darkening sea water, there are bubbles floating up from the hull, accompanied by the afterglow of the sun, as if some kind of lingering Sea creatures with psychedelic colors.

Agatha seemed to be attracted by the “scenery” outside the porthole.

She slowly left the bridge, leaned on the handrail and came to the porthole. She leaned over curiously, and through the thick black cloth strips, she stared at the area that was rapidly sinking into the darkness with her eyes that had turned into hollows. dark blue.

“What can you see?”

Duncan turned around and asked casually while familiarizing himself with the uncomplicated levers and buttons on the console.

“Lights, all kinds of twilight,” Agatha said softly, as if talking to herself, and as if she was intoxicated with ecstasy, “they flow like rivers, forming a huge, complex but well-ordered circulation…but it’s actually getting dark outside now, isn’t it?” “

There’s still a little sunlight left, but it’ll be completely dark soon,” Duncan steered the submersible to slowly turn an angle, “Now What about it?”

“An incomparably huge ‘light curtain’, faint but filling my entire field of vision,” Agatha said, with a tone of shock, “What is that?”

“It’s frost,” Duncan said calmly. Through the porthole, he saw an extremely wide and rough and mottled “cliff” standing quietly in the sea under the increasingly weak sunlight and the high-power searchlight of the submersible. Among them, “is the ‘pedestal’ of the city-state.”

(End of this chapter)