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Chapter 399 Shouldn't Be So Quiet (Please subscribe, read, and comment on the monthly ticket)

"Keep the course unchanged and keep me updated on the Nautilus' situation. Turn on the sonar radar to monitor the seabed. Move forward stealthily and don't trigger the machines on the seabed."

Martin knew that humans were constantly exploring the seabed, perhaps for the resources in the ocean, or perhaps for the game of domination between countries. In short, all kinds of detectors were operating in the ocean.

Although the Nautilus's camouflage was good, its size was so large that any carelessness could expose the ship.

What Martin needs least now is complications. He doesn't want the countries on land to get involved in the trouble on the seabed right now.

"Captain, we will be careful. But you are not being too cautious, because we have descended to a depth of a thousand meters, and apart from our Nautilus, no one else will come here."

Every member of this submarine will be proud of their ship and their captain.

They believe that the ship they are driving is the crystallization of all human wisdom on the ocean, and their captain Martin is a legendary figure who has led them to complete one incredible adventure after another.

When Martin announced that they were going to the bottom of the sea to rescue the queen of Atlantis, all the crew members were not afraid but full of anticipation for this adventure.

"Don't be too relaxed. We are going to fight a war this time. Be careful and don't give me a chance to hold a funeral for you."

Martin educated his crew seriously. He knew very well that the military strength of the Atlanteans was not weak and the Nautilus alone could not engage in a head-on battle with them.

Seeing how serious their captain was, the crew of the Nautilus put aside their thoughts of taking risks and continued to work hard.

Martin took a deep breath, walked to the window, and looked through the special glass at the seabed illuminated by the submarine lights.

The deep sea environment is extremely harsh, with low temperatures, high pressure, ever-changing seawater conditions, and various complex seabed terrains.

Once you get close to the Mediterranean Sea, you may encounter the magical creatures in myths and legends.

Even if these threats do not occur, the large number of Trench Tribes will still be a very troublesome problem.

At a certain moment, Martin even had the idea of letting the Nautilus stay outside the territory of the Trench Clan, and only he and Arthur would enter the seabed.

But where to stop the Nautilus is also an important question. He can't let his crew stop directly near the coast and not even let the Trench Tribe get close.

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"The crew on this ship are really loyal to you. I've been around for so long and all I've heard are stories of your heroic deeds. My ears are almost callused."

It only took Arthur an hour to walk around the entire Nautilus, and the first thing he did when he returned to the captain's room was to tease Martin.

"If you want to hear stories, I have many more here. I will tell you slowly later."

Martin was not interested in these past events; he wanted to solve the current troubles as quickly as possible.

"Do you think it is appropriate for the Nautilus to enter the territory of the Trench Clan?"

"I focused on checking the ship's weapon system. Although it's a bit messy, it's generally good. But deep in the sea, I'm only worried about insufficient supplies. Once we get into a tense confrontation, things will be difficult to resolve."

Arthur was a good commander. After taking a tour of the ship, he saw the key to the problem.

"For the safety of the crew on board, I think they should stop outside the territory of the Trench Tribe."

Arthur said this because he felt that half of this matter was his own personal matter, and he didn't want other people to risk their lives because of his own affairs.

"Let's first capture a member of the Trench Tribe and see what these Atlanteans who have degenerated into beasts look like, and then make a decision!"

Martin also didn't want his crew to take risks, but the people on the Nautilus took pride in taking risks, and they might not be willing to quit so directly.

Even if Martin used his status as captain to suppress them by force, some of them might still do something tricky.

"You are the captain, we all obey you."

Arthur also discovered the radical adventurous spirit of the Nautilus crew and knew that they would not back down unless they produced solid evidence.

"However, you also have the protection of magic today to ignore the pressure of the deep sea. Will you follow me to the bottom of the sea?"

Arthur was used to Martin's endless tricks. After considering a lot of things, he realized that there was nothing special about his identity as captain today.

"My status as a captain does not make me a species beyond humans, and I do not intend to use any magic. If I simply want to dive to the bottom of the sea, the equipment on the Nautilus will be enough."

Ships like the Nautilus always have some weird black technologies on them, such as diving equipment that allows people to freely swim on the seabed. Although it doesn't make sense, it can indeed do this.

Arthur didn't think about the Nautilus. He just heard Martin say that he would not use anything except the Nautilus today, and he began to worry about Martin's safety.

He hurriedly pulled Martin and began to make a plan, whether it was just two people going to the bottom of the sea, or driving the entire Nautilus in.

Arthur wanted to ensure Martin's safety and the safety of the Nautilus, and didn't want anyone to do anything dangerous for their own sake.

The rest of the trip can be described in two words: boring.

When sailing in the deep sea, the best news is no noise. Once any noise happens, it means danger is coming to a large extent.

So this boredom made the crew of the Nautilus feel uncomfortable, but at the same time it also made them feel relieved. According to the ocean charts they had sailed on countless times before, they crossed the British Isles, passed through the Strait of Gibraltar, and safely entered the Mediterranean without attracting anyone's attention.

"At 1:42 pm, the Nautilus successfully attempted to enter the Mediterranean Sea. Our next mission is to find the territory of the Trench Tribe and then dive to the bottom of the sea."

Martin informed the entire ship of the next mission, then summoned the heads of several important departments of the ship and informed them of his plan.

"The deepest part of the Mediterranean Sea is no more than 1,500 meters. With the strength of the Nautilus, it will be no problem for us to dive into the seabed. But the danger we have to face is actually the primitive tribes on the seabed."

Martin announced to everyone the plan he and Arthur had discussed.

"We don't know much about the Trench Tribe. We know that they are similar to primitive tribes and have super strong fighting power on the seabed. We plan to capture a Trench Tribe first, and then start diving after we have assessed the fighting power of this tribe."

"Captain Martin, according to our experience, primitive tribes like this tend to gather together in a group. It is very difficult to capture these monsters individually."

Facing the crew's questions, Martin did not evade them and answered seriously: "Yes, there is a high possibility of this happening. At that time, we will have two choices. If the Trench Tribe's fighting power is too strong, the Nautilus will surface to a safe area. Otherwise, we will dive at full speed and advance to a place where the Trench Tribe dare not approach."

Although he didn't know much about this race, he was sure of one thing at least, that is, the Trench Clan was afraid of strong light, and could not get close to the burial place of the first Sea King. As long as they were properly prepared, breaking through their defenses would not be a problem.

"The specific action plan is here. You should start preparing immediately. In the meantime, the Nautilus will continue to move towards the unknown waters where the Trench Tribe are located."

Martin gave the order, and the heads of various departments of the submarine took the plan and started working with their subordinates.

Arthur used his special ability to sense the location of the Trench Tribe in the ocean, always pointing the direction for the Nautilus's helmsman.

After entering the Mediterranean, Martin slowed down the Nautilus.

As Europe's inland sea, the Mediterranean Sea has been fully developed. This sea area is regarded as the heart of European countries. Since the Industrial Revolution, fleets from European countries have frequently shuttled across this ocean.

From a secular perspective, the Mediterranean Sea holds no secrets for humans. Even if there really is a so-called sea monster, it cannot withstand a round of artillery bombardment from the human fleet.

But as the Trench Tribe was once a component of Atlantis, they may contain secrets unknown to people, which has caused this huge ethnic group to disappear from human sight.

But no matter how they hide, even with such careful defenses as Paradise Island, there is still a risk of being discovered by humans, not to mention that the Trench Tribe has already degenerated into a group of wild beasts.

"The life signals of those guys are always strong and weak. It feels like they are sometimes far away from me, and sometimes near, and this change in distance is calculated in seconds." After yesterday's battle, Arthur became more and more adept at using the force of life. Even while standing in the submarine, he could capture the chaotic collective consciousness of the Trench Tribe.

"Could it be that, like Paradise Island, the Trench Clan is also hiding in a certain subspace?"

"It is very likely that the Amazons and Atlanteans were at war in ancient times. There is no reason why the Atlanteans cannot do what the Paradise Island can do."

Martin felt that this possibility was very high. If they were not hiding in the subspace, it would be difficult to explain why the Sea Hooks had no contact with humans until now.

Arthur looked at Martin in surprise and asked doubtfully, "Are you kidding me? If the people of the Trench Tribe still have the ability to create subspace after falling into the deep sea, how could they degenerate into beasts?"

"Who told you that the subspace must have been created by the Sea Hooks themselves? Could it be that the Atlanteans were worried that these beasts would get out of control and locked them up on purpose?"

Martin's question did not answer Arthur's doubts, but instead gave him a very bad feeling.

"Isn't the second possibility more terrifying than the first? The Atlanteans would rather watch their former friends slowly degenerate into beasts and seal them away in subspace than lend them a helping hand."

Arthur smiled coldly and said, "Do I really need to spend so much effort to persuade these ignorant bastards to cooperate with humans?"

Martin shook his head. "Whether the Atlanteans are ignorant and cruel, I will not comment on that. But they do have a good war capability and can make the countries on land restless day and night. For this reason alone, I will not let them stay out of it."

"If one day an enemy attacks from the starry sky, and we fight tooth and nail to keep the enemy on Earth, and your bastard brother jumps out and wants to reap the benefits, then all our efforts will be in vain."

Martin's evaluation of the Atlanteans did not make Arthur feel dissatisfied, but instead won his approval.

"That's right. You kept talking about win-win cooperation, which made me think you were a saint and made me worried for a while."

Arthur now has a worse and worse impression of the seabed, or to be more precise, a worse and worse impression of the kings of the seabed.

"What I want is win-win cooperation, not giving money to others. You think too much. I will never cheat others, but I will never let myself suffer losses!"

Martin stood in front of the transparent window and watched the changes in the sea with his own eyes.

The weather in the Mediterranean is pretty good today, the wind is not very strong, and although there are waves on the sea, they are not big, and the ocean currents under the sea are relatively smooth.

But when the Nautilus followed Arthur's instructions and entered a sea area that was not marked on the map, the sky was suddenly filled with dark clouds, raindrops fell heavily, and the sea breeze blew violently as if it was sick, driving the waves to roll and the ocean currents to become tangled.

"Stop sailing and prepare the small submarine. Arthur and I are going to check out the situation. Everyone, prepare your weapons. If Arthur and I haven't returned within the specified time, you must immediately withdraw from this sea area."

Martin saw the change in the weather and gave orders decisively.

The sailors on the ship were all frightened and asked Martin to stay on the ship and not let me take the risk alone.

"The Nautilus can lose any sailor, but it cannot lose you, the captain. As long as you are with us, the Nautilus will surely rise again even if it sinks."

Normally the crew would not stop their captain from doing anything, but the special situation that happened in this sea area today made them realize that things were not simple here, so they all hoped to replace the captain.

"I appreciate your kindness, but who on this ship is more familiar with these machines and has more adventure experience than me?"

Martin looked at the crew members who wanted to stop him with relief, and advised them: "If I am in danger of my life when I go to sea, others will definitely die if they go out. It is not what a captain should do to let me send you out to sea when I know that you are doomed to die."

"Don't worry, I'm Martin. A mere ocean and the beasts that live in it can't conquer me."

Martin patted his chest and made a promise, and the crew made way for him, but they were still worried as they prepared the small submarine to dive.

"I really admire you. No matter where you go, you can always make others feel at ease!"

Arthur followed Martin onto the Nautilus' bionic submarine, which was modeled after dolphins and sharks. As he became familiar with the operation, he marveled at the Nautilus crew's trust in Martin.

"Put yourself in their shoes. They trust me and are willing to entrust their lives to me as the captain. I certainly cannot let any of them be in danger."

Martin's wait for me felt warm, but also unspeakably heavy. This is the meaning of responsibility.

"There are three types of diving equipment on the Nautilus. One is the oldest diving bell, which can only dive a hundred meters at most. The second is an ordinary submarine, which moves forward with a propeller driven by an electric motor. The third is the bionic submarine that scientists have just developed. These submarines can use the power of seawater to move forward, but their efficiency is far inferior to that of Atlantis' technology."

Martin pointed to a bunch of complicated buttons on the operating panel and introduced the situation of the submarine to Arthur somewhat helplessly.

"Wait a minute, the Nautilus was a product of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. It's reasonable that it can use electricity, but it's exaggerated that it can use seawater!"

Arthur really couldn't imagine how the crew on the Nautilus developed these technologies.

"It's not that bad. Didn't the people of Atlantis figure it out 10,000 years ago? It's normal. Don't make a fuss."

But Atlantis was able to use seawater as an energy source largely because of magic, but there was no such thing on the Nautilus.

Arthur kept complaining in his mind, but he didn't say it out loud so as not to affect his next actions.

Martin pushed down the joystick, and the structure of the bionic submarine began to move. The Nautilus's shipyard opened, and it extended its grippers to send the more than ten-meter-long submarine into the sea, and then released it.

Martin pressed a lot of buttons and adjusted a lot of data. The engine of the bionic submarine started to run, absorbing a large amount of seawater. After decomposition, it was converted into electrical energy and sprayed out through the nozzles in the gaps of the submarine, pushing the submarine forward.

"This subspace created by the Atlanteans is much worse than Paradise Island. Look at how turbid the surrounding seawater is."

All Martin could see through the glass window of the submarine was darkness and impurities inside.

He turned on the lights reluctantly and asked Arthur to take over the weapon system to prevent the submarine's lights from attracting the trench tribe living in this sea area.

"The weapons on this small submarine are not enough. I think it's better for us to think about how to escape first."

Arthur quickly mastered the submarine's weapons, but he also made some comments.

"The weapons on the submarine are not good enough, but you are still here."

Martin retorted, then began to search the sea area carefully.

Both he and Arthur's hearts were in their throats, thinking that at any moment a ferocious beast would rush out from the chaotic ocean currents and tear apart their submarine.

But half an hour passed and nothing happened.

Martin controlled the submarine and even sailed around in a swagger, but still no Trench Tribe appeared, which made him lose confidence.

"Arthur, are we in the wrong place?"

"Shouldn't it?"

Arthur was also confused: "I can sense clearly that there are indeed a large number of life signals gathered in this sea area, and it is very agitated. We just jump out, it shouldn't be so quiet?"

Just when the two were at a loss, a strong light suddenly came from the depths of the ocean. Although it was fleeting, it finally gave them a direction to investigate.

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