I'm a mentally ill person, and I was chosen to participate in the Rules of the Strange Tales.

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The Supreme Commander's voice was calm and firm.

The operator immediately carried out the order, the nuclear submarine's engines began to accelerate, and the submarine slowly descended into the depths of the deep sea.

As the depth increases, the water pressure also gradually increases, but the performance of the diving suit is fully capable of meeting such challenges.

On the large screen in the command center, as the numbers kept changing, everyone's heartbeats seemed to quicken as well.

Everyone knew that this deep-sea expedition might rewrite the future of the world of ghost stories, and they were all silently praying for these brave team members.

In the darkness of the deep sea, these more than 300 team members are like sparks of hope for humanity, about to face the test of the unknown world.

As the nuclear submarine's deep-diving procedure was initiated, the numbers on the depth gauge continued to climb.

Three thousand meters—that's the limit of human diving, but for this mission, it's just the beginning.

The team members' heartbeats echoed in their headphones, and everyone was adjusting their breathing, trying to calm their nerves.

At a depth of 5,000 meters, the seawater turns completely black, and the outside world seems to be completely isolated from them.

The lights inside the submarine were exceptionally warm, and the team members' eyes met, each one shining with unwavering determination.

At eight thousand meters, the numbers on the depth gauge finally stopped.

The submarine drifted slowly at this depth, like a lonely planet at the edge of the universe.

This is to give the team members time to adapt, and also to collect their physical data in extreme environments.

The operator's fingers tapped on the keyboard again as he monitored each team member's vital signs to ensure their physical condition was under control.

The screen displays data such as heart rate, blood pressure, and oxygen consumption, each of which is precisely recorded.

"Team members, keep communication open. We will begin collecting data. Please remain in the current state."

The operator's voice rang out again in the team members' headsets.

The team members responded one by one, their voices echoing inside the submarine as everyone struggled to adapt to this unprecedented deep-sea environment.

In the command center, the supreme commander stared intently at the data on the screen, his brow furrowed slightly.

This data is crucial for the mission ahead, as it will determine humanity's understanding of the deep sea and the direction of future exploration.

Time passed slowly, and the team members endured a long wait at a depth of 8,000 meters.

Their vital signs began to stabilize, indicating that their bodies had begun to adapt to the depth.

"Data collection complete, all team members are in good condition."

The operator reports to the highest commander.

The supreme commander nodded; he knew these warriors were ready, and they would be the first explorers in human history to venture into this depth.

"Prepare to move to the next stage and launch the deep-sea exploration program."

He issued new orders.

The nuclear submarine's engines restarted, and the submarine slowly advanced into the deeper seabed. The team adjusted their equipment, preparing to face the unknown challenges ahead.

In this dark depths of the sea, they will become the eyes of humanity, exploring unknown secrets and paving a new path for the world of ghost stories and for the future of all humankind.

As the sound of the nuclear submarine's engine gradually subsided, the number on the depth gauge slowly climbed to 13,000 meters!

The submarine returned to a hovering state.

At this depth, the surrounding darkness is almost tangible, oppressing everyone's mind.

The team members' breathing became heavier in the headsets, and their bodies began to show some adverse reactions.

Some team members experienced tinnitus, while others felt dizzy and lightheaded, and several even began to tremble involuntarily.

"Team member A reports severe tinnitus, but is able to continue."

"Team B's vision is a bit blurry, and he is not in good condition."

"Team member C, your hands are shaking, try to regulate your breathing."

The operator's fingers flew across the keyboard, his eyes glued to the monitor screen, intently recording the condition of each team member.

At the same time, words of reassurance were conveyed through communication devices.

"Team members, please try to take deep breaths and stay calm. We are monitoring your situation, and everything is under control."

The supreme commander's gaze was sharp, and a rare look of anxiety appeared on his face.

These team members were all elites he personally selected. The safety of each of them was related to the success or failure of the entire mission, and even more so to his own conscience.

"Adjust the pressure inside the submarine to minimize the crew's discomfort," he instructed the operator.

The operator swiftly executed the command, and the pressure inside the submarine began to be finely adjusted in an attempt to simulate an environment more suitable for the human body.

After a while, the team members' condition improved and the adverse reactions lessened considerably, but a tense atmosphere still lingered in everyone's hearts.

"Team member D, your condition has returned to normal, prepare to continue the mission."

"Team member E is in stable condition. Continue monitoring."

As the team members reported their status one after another, the operator's tension gradually eased, but his fingers remained firmly on the keyboard, ready to deal with any emergencies.

Just then, the submarine's detection system suddenly detected an unusual signal; a faint sound wave echoed in the silence of the deep sea.

"Unknown signal detected, currently being analyzed."

The operator's voice carried a hint of excitement and nervousness.

The supreme commander quickly walked to the monitoring screen, his eyes fixed on the pulsating waveforms.

"Amplify the signal and try to analyze it."

The waveform on the screen gradually became clearer, seemingly hiding some kind of pattern, but with current technology, they could not fully interpret it.

"Team members, prepare for external exploration. We may have come into contact with the activity area of ​​an unknown creature."

The supreme commander's voice revealed an unwavering determination, despite the unknown dangers they faced, which was precisely why they had come here.

One by one, the team members checked their own status, adjusted their equipment, inspected their weapons, and prepared to meet the upcoming challenge.

In this unfathomable darkness, they will become pioneers in exploring the unknown, not only for the world of ghost stories, but also for the future of all humanity.

Chapter 619 Deep Sea Altar

The so-called external detection certainly doesn't mean sending the people inside the nuclear submarine out, otherwise they would be instantly overwhelmed and explode.

Following the supreme commander's order, a batch of specially designed small detection robots and scanners were activated.

As if given life, they carefully slid from the nuclear submarine's launch bay into the darkness of the deep sea.

These robots and scanners are designed with extreme precision; their shells can withstand extreme water pressure, and their built-in sensors can capture all sorts of minute signals.

Their propulsion systems are highly advanced, allowing them to move flexibly through the deep sea, like spirits of the deep.

With the introduction of robots and scanners, the large screens inside the submarine began to display the situation outside.

The team members gathered in front of the screen, watching intently as the robots transmitted images and data.

Robots roam the deep sea, their cameras capturing all sorts of strange underwater landscapes.

The massive underwater mountains, the deep trenches, and the shimmering marine life create a series of breathtaking scenes.

Suddenly, a faint sound wave reappeared on the monitoring screen, extremely similar to the signal captured earlier.

The operators immediately locked onto the signal source and directed the robot to approach.

As the robot approached, the signal grew stronger and stronger.

But they soon discovered that these fluctuations did not come from some unknown giant creature, but from a group of strange deep-sea fish.

These deep-sea fish appear to possess some kind of special bioluminescent ability.

Their bodies are covered with glowing spots, and it is these spots that vibrate in the water that generate the signals that were previously captured.

The team members were both disappointed and excited by the discovery. Although they did not encounter the legendary unknown creatures, the deep-sea fish themselves were a major discovery.

After all, it is more than 10,000 meters deep, and few people have ever been there before. This is almost the first time that mankind has seriously explored the ocean at this depth.

Oceanographers are fascinated by these creatures that can survive at such deep sea depths.

After confirming the discovery, the supreme commander ordered the operators to leave some robots behind to continue monitoring the deep-sea fish and collect as much data as possible.

The order was then given to continue descending.

As the nuclear submarine's engines roared to life again, the numbers on the depth gauge slowly climbed until the astonishing figure of 18,000 meters was displayed on the screen.

At this depth, even the powerful searchlights of a nuclear submarine can barely illuminate a short distance; the sea ahead is like a black hole that devours everything, mysterious and profound.

The operators' faces were illuminated by the eerie blue light of the screens, their eyes fixed on the monitors, trying to glean a sliver of information from the endless darkness.

The atmosphere inside the submarine grew even heavier, and each crew member could feel the endless darkness enveloping them and oppressing their spirits.

"Team member F feels a wave of dizziness."

"Team member G is having some difficulty breathing and is adjusting."

"Team member T-9, I think I'm hallucinating! Report, I think I'm hallucinating!"

The team members' reports mingled in the headphones, each person struggling with their own fear and discomfort.

The Supreme Commander gripped the pen tightly, his gaze firm and profound, as if he could see through the darkness to the unknown world.


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