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Shen Fei did not say anything.

key.

What kind of key was he talking about?

Is it the key that can open that abyssal cage?

Or is it a key that can destroy the world?

On the main screen, Leviathan's purple pupils were still turning, fixed on the Noah.

Deeper below it, there was an army formation of hundreds of red dots, completely still.

They seem to be waiting for something.

Waiting for an answer.

"It...it cut off the data stream."

Hannah's voice sounded a little better, "But that message seems to still be on our main server, and we can't delete it no matter what we do."

"Shen Fei?"

Hannah felt a pang of anxiety as she stared at the silent man on the screen.

She wasn't afraid of any daring plans or powerful enemies, but she felt terrified when the commander remained silent.

Shen Fei suddenly raised his head.

"Hannah, go do something for me."

"Go ahead and say it."

"Go and brew me a pot of tea, English black tea, remember to add two slices of lemon, and don't add sugar."

Hannah paused for a moment.

"……OK."

Hannah found it strange, but she didn't ask any further questions. After listening, she turned and walked towards the bar in the rest area.

She's very scared right now, so she needs to find something to do, otherwise her hands will keep shaking.

She started boiling water, getting tea leaves, and cutting lemons.

Doing these things that she usually does helped her calm down a little.

Then, Shen Fei turned around and stopped looking at the monitor screen.

He walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window and looked out at the Canadian night sky.

key.

He subconsciously touched his chest, feeling the power of the Heart of the Ocean and the Dragon Bone slowly flowing through his body.

Is this his key?

No.

This item cannot be handed over.

This power belongs to him; it is meant to be controlled, not used for trading.

The monster wanted something else.

It's something it feels we should know, or should have.

It's like a certificate.

Or it could be a type of permission.

He remembered the global bounty he had just placed.

"I want everyone in the world who studies these things, whether they are scientists or others who think they are crazy or fraudulent, to sell their data to me."

"Use money to dig out all the secrets of the abyss on this planet."

If keys really exist, they must be hidden in human history, mythology, or secret records that others consider nonsense.

"Ring ring—"

Suddenly, a communication request for an encrypted line popped up.

It was David Murray calling.

Shen Fei answered the phone.

"Boss."

David sounded breathless. "There's been a response to the bounty. But only one."

Shen Fei was very surprised when he heard this.

Keep in mind, less than fifteen minutes had passed since he posted that bounty.

Get to the point.

"The other person said that he used to be a history professor at Oxford University, but was kicked out of the academic community for researching whether Atlantis actually existed, and now lives in a small town in Iceland."

"He sent me a document, didn't ask for any money, and just made one request: he wanted to speak with you in person."

"What's written in the document?"

"I...I don't understand it, boss. This thing is too weird."

David's voice trailed off. "It looks like a scanned copy of some kind of scripture fragment. The writing is in a cuneiform script I've never seen before, but he provided an English translation."

"read."

"OK."

David cleared his throat and then began to read in a very uncertain tone.

"...Later, the Lord of the Sky fought with the King of the Abyss. Stars fell and the seas boiled. The King lost, and he and his men were banished to the lowest place in the world, a place without light."

"The Lord of the Sky placed three seals, which turned into a 'Poseidon's Halberd' and planted it in the earth's veins, locking the door to the surface."

"The first spike of the halberd was planted on the 'Sleeping Island,' so that the king may sleep forever."

"The second spike was planted in the 'Vortex of Lost Navigation,' ensuring his men would never find their way."

"The third spike was driven into the Abyss of No Light, absorbing all the energy so that they could not return."

"As long as the halberd stands, the abyss will remain."

The person on the other end of the communication channel fell silent.

Shen Fei's breathing also paused for a moment.

What Leviathan wanted was Poseidon's Trident.

Or rather, the three spikes that make up this halberd.

"Did that professor say anything else?"

Shen Fei asked again.

"He said it was found in the private nautical logbook of Ragnar Lodbrok, a legendary Viking king. The logbook also contained a star chart and a... nautical chart."

"He sent me the coordinates of the nautical chart."

David's voice rose a little. "He said that place is the location of the Sleeping Island from the myths."

Send me the coordinates.

After the communication ended, a string of coordinate data appeared on his personal terminal.

Hannah walked over with the brewed black tea. When she saw Shen Fei's expression, her heart skipped a beat, and she sensed something was wrong.

Shen Fei's eyes were like those of a hunter who had found his prey.

"Hannah".

"exist."

"Align all available satellite resources with these coordinates."

Shen Fei pointed to the string of numbers on the screen and said, "I need a map of the seabed topography, down to every single centimeter. Use the highest precision magnetic anomaly detection and gravity gradient measurement to thoroughly examine that area."

Hannah glanced at the coordinates.

It is in the North Atlantic Ocean, in the waters south of Iceland.

That was a place that wasn't marked on any map.

"This is……"

"The location of the key."

Shen Fei took the teacup and took a sip.

The hot tea flowed down my throat.

He then pressed another communication button.

Kyle.

"Boss."

"Get the technical team on the 'Abyss Walker' in place immediately to check all the systems. Also, replenish the fuel and supplies; the standard is that it should be able to operate continuously in the deep sea for thirty days."

"Understood."

"Also, prepare a six-person action team, including you. Equip them with underwater warfare standards, and replace all the non-lethal weapons."

Kyle paused for two seconds on the other end of the communication without saying anything.

"Who are we going to fight?"

"have no idea."

Shen Fei said, "It might be something, or it might be... nothing at all."

"When do we leave?"

"at any time."

After hanging up, Shen Fei called David again.

"I need to see that professor."

"Boss, but he's in Iceland..."

I don't care where he is.

Shen Fei interrupted him, "Use all your resources—a Gulfstream G650, or whatever fastest private jet you can get your hands on—to bring him over from Iceland. Money, women, academic status—give him whatever he wants. If he doesn't want to come, then 'invite' him over. I don't care what method you use, but I must see this person at the manor within 24 hours."

"Understood."

One order after another was issued from the command center, and the entire company immediately sprang into action.

Hannah stood to the side, watching Shen Fei constantly switch communications, and felt a little cold.

"Everyone, get ready."

Everyone in the command room left quickly, leaving only him and Hannah.

Shen Fei walked to the front of the main screen again.

That array of red dots, representing death, still rests quietly in the depths of the sea, eight thousand meters below the surface.

It was as if they were patiently waiting for orders.

Shen Fei stared at the screen, as if he could see through the seven-thousand-meter-deep ocean and meet the gaze of that enormous pupil.

He pressed the public channel leading to the Noah submarine.

The captain's voice came through in a panic:

"Command center? What... what should we do now?"

"You don't need to do anything."

"Go tell it."

The captain was stunned:

"Tell...it? Tell it what?"

Shen Fei looked at the screen and spoke, word by word.

"I'll go get the key for it now."