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Just as Ivan was laughing so hard he was doubled over pointing at the turret, the red-eyed scope rolled its eyes in a very human-like way.

Scope: →_→ Where did this idiot come from?

[Am I seeing things?! That scope rolled its eyes?!]

[Hahaha, AI is so intelligent, I'm showing my utter contempt online!]

[As expected of Klaus... this turret has quite a temper!]

[I suggest the name "General Cannon".]

"cough."

Klaus cleared his throat, his face beaming with undisguised smugness: "It can automatically locate and aim at enemies. Connected to the [Deep Sea Shadow]'s perception system, it can also lock onto targets directly through mental commands, without requiring manual operation."

His implication was...

This thing is much smarter than you think <(*￣▽￣*)/.

Ivan was still amused, trying to continue interacting with the "intelligent" scope, but unfortunately, the other party ignored him and continued to scan the distant sea horizon on its own.

Klaus ignored him and continued introducing the [Dead Thorn Spear]:

"Theoretically, its detection range can reach two kilometers. However..."

He pointed to the bio-fiber cable connecting the gun emplacement to the deck below, "Due to the limited length and strength of the cable, the effective attack range of the harpoon is currently only about 100 meters."

"Going any further, retrieving and pulling large prey would put a strain on the ship's hull."

"One hundred meters is enough." Renyi nodded.

They currently do not have the means to engage in beyond-visual-range strikes.

Those troublesome big guys were either pulled up from the deep sea by him using [Salvation], or they delivered themselves to his door.

One hundred meters is enough to eliminate most of the danger of ships being rammed.

"Boss! What are we waiting for?!"

Ivan, arm wrestling with his hands, was eager to try.

"Let's give it a try! Let's find something random and see how powerful it is!"

Renyi was amused by Ivan's impatient pace. Where could they find a target in the dark?

He patted the cold cannon barrel,

"No rush, there will always be an opportunity."

As soon as he finished speaking, the red eyeball that had been leisurely scanning the sea suddenly stopped, and the red spot of light accurately hit the distant sea surface.

"Um?"

They noticed the unusual movement of the [Dead Thorn Spear], but the sea was pitch black at the moment, and they couldn't see that far.

Klaus stepped forward, placed his hand on the base of the [Death Thorn Spear], closed his eyes, and sensed it.

A faint pulsation emanated from within it, transmitting what it "saw" to Klaus.

"What is it?" Renyi asked.

Klaus frowned, somewhat puzzled. "A supply crate."

"It's made of wood, similar to the ones we've seen before."

Ivan also used the [Dead Thorn Spear] to sense that the wooden crates on the sea were swaying and drifting towards them with the rise and fall of the waves.

"Really!" His excited expression faded, and his usual carefree demeanor disappeared.

Something's not right.

Judging from the monsters they encountered, they had already left the "newbie zone," and besides, it wasn't the time when supply boxes would respawn.

A slight smile played at the corners of his mouth.

"This is fish bait."

[Does the boss mean... someone's trying to bait us?]

[Look at the fish the pro caught, it's even got a perch! (doge)]

[Don't panic, what if it's SpongeBob's package?]

[Are you trying to make me laugh so you can inherit my homework? Don't try anything funny at a time like this!]

He's always been the one fishing, and now that he's caught so many fish, it's surprising that someone is trying to fish him out instead?

Does this count as walking along the river often?

Stop the ship.

With a thought, [Deep Sea Shadow] slowly came to a stop on the sea surface, ceasing its advance.

The ship rocked gently in the waves, like a sea beast lurking in the darkness, waiting quietly.

Ivan didn't make a fuss.

He walked to the ship's side, clutched his "Thoughts," and stared intently into the distance.

Klaus stood beside the [Dead Thorn Spear], his hand never leaving the turret.

Time passed second by second.

Propelled by some force, the wooden box slowly drifted toward them.

It slowly came into view from a blurry little black dot.

Ivan had the best eyesight and was the first to see the general outline of the box.

It was just an ordinary square wooden box, about a meter square, blackened by seawater, and it seemed to be tied with rough hemp rope.

The red scope remained firmly locked on the box.

150 meters...

One hundred meters...

They've entered firing range.

"Shall we give it a try?" Klaus asked, both nervous and excited.

"Wait a minute."

They didn't know where the hunter's main body was. What if they were too far away and the thing escaped after they smashed the wooden box?

Eighty meters...

Fifty meters...

"Klaus".

A casual, indifferent voice broke the silence on the deck.

"Normal mode, give it a try."

"it is good."

There was no deafening roar, only a swift and muffled "pfft—", like someone sneezing.

call out--

A dark shadow shot precisely at the wooden crate with a whooshing sound.

The bio-fiber cable attached to the harpoon's tail drew a graceful arc in the air, fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Just as the harpoon pierced through the wooden crate...

Whoosh!

A gigantic maw burst forth from the sea beneath the wooden crate, swallowing the entire crate, along with their new harpoons, before it could even shatter.

"Glug—smack!"

After a clear swallowing sound, the owner of the mouth seemed to smack his lips as if he was still not satisfied.

The sea returned to calm.

All that remained was a huge, shockingly ugly fish head.

It wasn't that it didn't want to dive, but rather that it felt like something was stuck in its throat. Its two eyes darted around, staring blankly ahead.

Klaus, Ivan, and any three of them stared intently at the fish head.

The red eyeballs of the [Death Thorn Spear] blinked slowly.

"..."

Klaus was the first to come to his senses, and he immediately tried to retrieve the harpoon.

The base of the [Dead Thorn Spear] emitted a low hum, and the taut cable was slowly tightened by the winch, making a "creak-creak" sound.

However, the other end of the cable remained completely still.

The harpoon got stuck.

The fish seemed to sense the pull as well, its fish eyes darting to meet Klaus's gaze, its mouth opening and closing:

What are you looking at?

Although a fish can't actually talk, Klaus felt a rush of blood to his head.

His killing weapon...

Now it's become a fishing line, catching an ugly thing that doesn't seem to have much intelligence.

"Thump!"

The large fish seemed to only then realize what was happening, and with a flick of its head, it tried to pull [Deep Sea Shadow] into the sea.

A tremendous force traveled through the cables, causing the entire ship to tilt towards the stern.

"I'll do it!" Ivan, clutching his "Thoughts," was about to jump.

"Come back." Renyi grabbed him.

"The test was very successful; at least its accuracy was very high, and the cable was very strong."

Looking at the fish head thrashing in the water in the distance, he offered a very constructive suggestion.

"Or... shall we try the combustion mode directly?"