Lin Yuan's Version of Scraping Bone to Remove Poison

Clang!

The sailors slammed the hatch shut, leaving room for Lin Yuan to return inside.

Several of them then split off and dragged Meng Tao and Lieutenant Colonel Louis back to the command room.

"What exactly happened? Who saved Lin Yuan?" Lieutenant Colonel Louis immediately asked.

"Could Lin Yuan have erupted again and saved himself?" Meng Tao asked as well.

"See for yourselves on the screen," Depp said.

The two looked up and saw several enormous figures on the screen, working together seamlessly to push Lin Yuan toward the escape hatch.

What were those?

Narwhals?

"There are narwhals at this depth?" Lieutenant Colonel Louis exclaimed.

Their round bodies and long tusks made it clear that they had not been mistaken. They were narwhals.

"They're narwhals—the same narwhals that worked with Lin Yuan during filming! They never left!" Meng Tao said excitedly.

Seeing the robust male narwhal at the front, Meng Tao was certain that the pod that had cooperated with the shoot had returned.

At a depth of seven hundred meters underwater, most marine life had already entered forbidden territory.

Even the hundred-ton bowhead whale could only dive to around five hundred meters at most.

But narwhals were the diving kings of the Arctic Ocean. They often descended to depths of 1,500 meters while feeding or resting, and in extreme cases could even reach 1,800 meters.

In the field of diving, only sperm whales, capable of reaching depths of 3,000 meters, surpassed narwhals.

The appearance of these narwhals, friends of Lin Yuan, was clearly good news.

On the screen, three narwhals were supporting Lin Yuan from three directions. Two held him from the left and right, while the third supported him from below, carrying him to the escape hatch.

"The narwhals are rescuing Lin Yuan!" Meng Tao shouted in delight.