Darkness surrounded them, so complete that they could not see their own hands.
But Su Wen was unharmed.
He merely dusted the dirt from his body, then revealed an amused expression:
"Seems I really underestimated Permanent Magnet - Lannabodu.
By reconstructing data from magnetic field fluctuations, while using computer simulation technology to guide the spatial distribution of the deep-sea magnetic field.
Then, by physically approaching the Border Gate within the deep-sea magnetic field environment, they ultimately introduced specific spatial disturbance factors, causing magnetic field disorder and triggering 'drift.'
To call this a method used by a 3C-level civilization of magnetic-field Psionics...
In other words,
the Gatekeepers Alijos's methods were definitely mixed into this as well. Meng Han, are you all right?"
"I'm fine."
The iceberg girl answered softly.
"But you were a little slow, dear Mr. Su. How did it feel to be a first-generation drifter?"
Faced with her rare playful response amid her concern.
Su Wen merely shrugged and said with a smile:
"Hard to say.
Though I'm a little hungry now, I'm even more glad that idiot Yamamoto Kenji interrupted our dinner just now.
That means I can now experience running into something even worse.
As for your side,
tell me, what exactly did you see?
Permanent Magnet - Lannabodu? Or perhaps some even more astonishing reflection?"
And just as he had analyzed.
An incomparably grand world had already appeared before the iceberg girl's eyes:
Beneath the vast, boundless deep-blue waters of the Pacific Ocean, within cracks at certain displaced angles of the world's physical space.
There was actually a colossal cyberpunk city on the seafloor, one beyond imagination.
Like a miracle leaping from a science-fiction dream, it lay silently upon the dark and profound seabed, gently enveloped in a mysterious deep-blue radiance.
And that endless silver glow.