After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"Husband, from the moment we boarded the ship, the future of the Wang family and my future are tied to yours."

Whatever secrets, conspiracies, traps, or simply a death trap our destination may hold, we will face it together.

Ye Tian took the jade pendant, and the moment he touched it, a warm yet strangely cool sensation spread through his palm.

It was as if he were enveloped by cool seawater, creating a subtle echo with the Star Gazing Pavilion Master's token that he always kept close to his body.

"Why did you give me this?" Ye Tian asked Wang Yuyan.

"This Dinghai pendant was left to me by my grandfather. He told me to give it to my future husband."

You are the man I, Wang Yuyan, have chosen. If I don't give myself to you, who else should I give myself to?

Moreover, my grandfather also said that if a man wears a Dinghai pendant when he goes out to sea, he can receive the protection of the sea god.

Therefore, you need to carry it with you to make it easier to protect the safety of all of us.

Wang Yuyan said with a radiant smile.

"Alright then, since the jade pendant has this function, I'll accept it."

Ye Tian put the silver chain around his neck and the jade pendant close to his body at his chest.

He looked up at the increasingly bright dawn light where the sea met the sky, and further away, at the boundless deep blue that seemed to hold endless secrets.

"Tell the captain to set sail," he said to Wang Yuyan beside him.

The deep roar of the Submariner's diesel engines echoed across the sea in the early morning, and white spray rose from its stern.

The massive ship began to slowly turn, leaving the dock and heading into the open waterway.

The city receded rapidly behind us, becoming a blurred outline on the coastline, eventually swallowed up by the pervasive sea fog and the gradually intensifying morning light.

A true farewell is leaving solid ground.

The road ahead leads to the Burial Abyss, a land of death.

The ship broke through the calm harbor waters and sailed into the slightly undulating open sea.

The sea breeze suddenly became strong, carrying the roar of the deep sea.

Ye Tian stood at the bow of the ship, feeling the deck beneath his feet tremble.

Wang Yuyan leaned against him, looking happy and content, showing no concern whatsoever for the dangers lurking ahead.

Because she believed that the man beside her could solve all her problems!

Sun Yongqiang was in the bridge with the captain. He stared intently at the flashing red coordinates on the navigation screen, which was slowly approaching.

"Old Ye, the signal has been switched to the high seas frequency band. The next step is the edge of that area of ​​water marked as abnormal."

Data shows that beyond 20 nautical miles, the first layer of interference occurs with conventional electromagnetic signals.

Sun Yongqiang spoke to Ye Tian over the walkie-talkie.

"Okay, got it."

Ye Tian gazed into the distance; the sea appeared boundless and calm, with sunlight scattering golden fragments on the leaping waves.

But beneath this boundless blue water, something seemed to be sleeping, slowly awakening as they approached.

Deep within his eyes, a faint glimmer, imperceptible to most, quietly flickered.

"Woo!" A deep and long whistle sounded from the bow of the "Submariner," echoing between the sea and the sky.

Captain Wang's slightly somber voice came through the ship's intercom, drowning out the sea breeze and the roar of the engines:

"Attention all personnel, we have entered the planned course and are approaching the outer edge of the historical compass failure zone."

The instrument has begun to exhibit regular deflections; relevant personnel are requested to intensify monitoring.

Ye Tian and Wang Yuyan turned from the bow of the ship and quickly walked into the cockpit.

Sun Yongqiang was leaning over and looking at a row of flashing instruments on the central control panel.

Captain Wang stood in front of the control panel, his brow furrowed, his thick fingers occasionally tapping on several knobs and the screen.

In the center of the magnetic compass dial, the steady pointer was now trembling slightly from side to side, as if being gently manipulated by something invisible.

Although there is a deflection now, it is not severe, and the frequency is constant, about once every ten seconds, with a precision that is unsettling.

The readings of several connected electronic navigation aids also showed slight fluctuations.

"Miss, Mr. Ye."

Captain Wang turned around, his square face bearing the marks of years of hardship and worry etched on his otherwise ordinary life at sea.

"We are approaching the edge of a historically documented compass failure zone."

This regular deviation is a typical precursor.

Further along, conventional magnetic compasses essentially lose their directional capabilities and can only rely on inertial navigation and satellite corrections.

He pointed to the sky, "But you see, the satellite signal strength is starting to fluctuate irregularly."

The magnetic field environment in this sea area is more unstable than described in nautical charts.

Ye Tian looked at the complex data and asked:

"Unstable? What are the specific manifestations?"

"First, the geomagnetic deflection angle is abnormal, exceeding the normal daily variation range by several times, and the changes are completely irregular."

Captain Wang pulled up a historical data comparison chart, and the curve jumped around wildly like an electrocardiogram:

"Secondly, there may be slight perturbations in the local gravitational field."

Although our ship is not equipped with a gravimeter, based on historical shipwreck reports and data from several expeditions before they lost contact, we can see that...

Many accidents mention a momentary feeling of weightlessness or the illusion shown by instruments that the ship is suddenly pitching.

Finally, there is interference with electronic devices, especially communication and sensing systems that rely on electromagnetic signals.

He glanced at the unusually calm sea outside the window. "Often, the calmer the surface of the sea, the more turbulent it may be underneath."

Wang Yuyan didn't speak; she quickly switched between data from different sources on the screen:

Scanned copies of ancient nautical charts from the royal family's secret archives show blurred danger zones marked with cinnabar.

The Modern Oceanographic Service released magnetic field contour maps, as well as ocean current and temperature profile data captured in real time by the Submarine's own sensors.

She layered several transparent digital images together, her fingers flying across the touchpad.

"Magnetic field disturbances are not uniformly distributed."

She finally spoke, her voice calm, which calmed the slightly tense atmosphere in the cockpit.

She turned the main screen, which displayed all the combined data, towards a few people.

The image above shows a complex 3D model composed of colored contour lines and vector arrows.

Look here.

She pointed her finger at a circular area, several hundred meters in diameter, marked in dark red.

"Based on existing data, this area ahead is the core of the magnetic field disorder."

The magnetic field strength is three to five times that of the surrounding area, and ocean currents here form unusual eddies.

"How deep is the water there?" Ye Tian asked.

"Based on sonar echoes and geological exploration data," Wang Yuyan zoomed in on the cross-sectional view of the red dot area.

"The water depth directly above this point is about 220 meters."

However, the terrain is very complex and is not a flat continental shelf.

This area shows a suddenly rising underwater mountain range with strangely shaped ridges.

The reflected signal is partially blurred and missing.

There might be obstructions or the terrain itself that could interfere with detection.

Upon hearing this, Captain Wang's expression darkened further.

"Miss, Mr. Ye," he interjected, his tone carrying a professional caution.

"A depth of over 200 meters is within the range of technical diving under normal sea conditions."

With the addition of such strong magnetic field interference and complex ocean currents, the risks of diving operations would increase exponentially.

The underwater unmanned vehicle we are carrying has navigation and communication modules designed for a stable electromagnetic environment. Once it goes down, it could very well go blind.

If we get swept away by unusual currents or get stuck in the terrain, losing equipment is a minor issue; the crucial problem is that we will lose our only reliable underwater eye.

Captain Wang paused, looked at the two men, and added:

"I suggest that we stop at this safe distance and use a sonar array to conduct a long-term, multi-angle, detailed scan of that area to create an accurate three-dimensional terrain map."

At the same time, several deep-water beacons with cables can be deployed.

The real-time gradients of magnetic field and ocean current changes were marked to accumulate more data for subsequent operations.

"Once we figure out the patterns and find a relatively calm current path on the sea, we can move forward more safely."

Captain Wang's suggestion was reasonable and full of the old captain's experience and respect for risk.

Wang Yuyan did not object immediately. Her gaze swept over the deep red dot on the screen and then moved to Ye Tian's face, waiting for Ye Tian to make a decision.