However,
when Phyllis heard Su Wen's proposal, she immediately froze:
"But without the capsule, we'll most likely sink straight into the Black Tide of the Lost Sea.
Our chances of survival would be far too low."
She could not help placing her hopes on Jiang Menghan, hoping that at least one of the three of them could stay clear-headed.
Under such circumstances, Jiang Menghan's cool, captivating voice slowly rang out through the Dawn System.
Clearly,
she might have been one of the very few people who could still think calmly even when Su Wen was willing to take such a gamble:
"If the Black Tide's density ρ is calculated at 2.3×10³ kg/m³ through the Kantorovich Quasi-Particle Algorithm,
its flow velocity is v=17.4 knots, according to the corrected Taylor-Couette flow value. The pressure gradient ∂P=ρ(v·∇)v +μ∇²v, substituting the von Kármán vortex street parameter μ=5.6×10?³ Pa.
Then,
according to the results of my blurred scan through the Space Lineage,
the critical pressure in the shallow layers of the Lost Sea is approximately 9.87×10? Pa, approaching the Young's modulus threshold of the graphene protective suit.
We can indeed give it a try.
I believe in Mr. Su."
The iceberg girl turned her gaze toward the capsule shell, which was gradually becoming translucent.
If using Space Jump here had not been so dangerous—if the Black Tide had not been highly likely to interfere with the jump's destination through contamination—she could at least have temporarily taken the three of them away from this chaotic Black Tide Vortex region.
Yet her more meticulous answer finally earned Phyllis's approval:
"All right. Mainly because we don't have any other choice.
I'm sorry.
I was the one who brought you into such a dangerous situation."
After all, the soft-hearted Watcher girl had not had much of an idea what