Sandora and I soon arrived at Tawell's laboratory. Sure enough, Harlan was there too. As an expert with a deep understanding of the Abyss Domain, he was now one of the people in charge of the Deep Diving Project.
Tawell skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point. "Deep Diving Port just sent another confirmation. There is indeed a large amount of wreckage beneath the Abyss Gate. It is currently moving slowly toward the real world. The exact quantity is unknown; the interference is too strong."
"Did it come from the other side?" Sandora looked into Tawell's eyes and asked the question everyone present cared about.
"We cannot determine that for now. We do not yet possess the technology to track Abyss Drifters, and frankly, wreckage appearing in the Abyss is itself already highly improbable," Tawell said, shaking her head. "Any ordered matter rapidly disintegrates and collapses in an Abyss environment. Its rate of dissipation is even faster than in the Void. If something like a Deep Diving Ship suffered a shield failure or similar malfunction in the Abyss, it would be completely broken down in roughly ten minutes. It could not possibly leave wreckage behind, much less 'drift' any distance. I believe those wrecks are extremely strange. There are too many suspicious points."
I turned to Harlan. "Have you taken any measures?"
"We're monitoring them for now and have sealed off Deep Diving Port," Harlan said, spreading his hands. "I originally planned to salvage them and take a look, but then I remembered that the Fallen Apostles have already developed Abyss diving technology. They are capable of traveling through shallow Abyss Zones. If those wrecks are some kind of trap they set up, salvaging them would be a huge problem."
Harlan's words instantly snapped me out of my