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"ah--!"

A scream echoed across the stern deck of the "Atlant".

The voice was filled with fear, making everyone on deck feel their hearts tighten.

A young sailor, his face as white as paper, rushed toward the dining table covered with a white tablecloth.

"We can't do that! We can't provoke it!"

He waved his hand as if to overturn the tableware; those Hermès porcelain pieces seemed very unlucky to him.

"It will drag us all into the abyss!"

"Stop him!"

Captain Bellini shouted.

Two sailors pounced on him, one in front and one behind, and pinned the nearly insane young man firmly to the deck.

The young man was still struggling, roaring as he stared intently at the sea.

"It's awake... I see it... it's opening its eyes and looking at us from the seabed!"

The atmosphere on the deck froze.

The remaining crew members who were setting the table stopped what they were doing and stared at their subdued comrades, their faces pale.

It's impossible not to be afraid of anyone.

The 300-meter-long monster sent a message using human Morse code.

Their boss responded by preparing dinner.

This behavior is more frightening than the monster itself.

Just then, a huge roar of rotors came from overhead, and the wind made the tablecloth rustle.

A black Sikorsky S-76 helicopter hovered precisely above the stern of the ship.

The cabin door slid open, and Shen Fei appeared in the doorway.

He didn't use a rope ladder; he jumped off the helicopter when it was still more than two meters above the deck.

It landed without making a sound.

That well-fitting trench coat didn't even have a single wrinkle.

Kyle and Professor Archibald followed and quickly descended the lowered gangway.

All sound on the deck fell silent.

Only the young crew member who had been pinned down was still breathing heavily.

Shen Fei's gaze swept across the scene, finally settling on the young man's face.

"Let him go."

His voice was flat.

"Boss, he's lost control of his emotions, he's in danger." Captain Bellini walked over quickly, looking very anxious.

Shen Fei did not repeat it a second time.

The two sailors exchanged a glance and hesitantly released their grip.

The young man leaped up from the ground, but dared not charge again. He simply hunched over and retreated step by step until his back pressed against the railing of the ship's side.

"You...you devil! You're going to kill us all." He pointed at Shen Fei, his voice trembling.

You're wrong.

It was Professor Archibald who spoke.

The old professor's face was still very pale, but his eyes changed; he was excited, yet somewhat afraid.

He walked up to the young man and pointed to the deep sea.

"Child, what you're talking about only recognizes strength. Fear is something only the weak possess."

"You think kneeling down and begging will make it let you go? No, that will only make it think you're easier to bully."

The professor turned around and looked at Shen Fei, who had walked to the head of the table.

"Our boss is responding in the only language they can understand. He's demonstrating his status. He's telling that thing who's in charge at this table."

These words stunned all the crew members present.

They looked at Shen Fei, who simply picked up a wine glass and held it up to the light to check for dust.

He possessed an innate sense of control that made him appear more intimidating than the monster 3,800 meters below.

Shen Fei put down his wine glass, his gaze finally landing on the trembling crew member.

"What's your name?"

"Tom..."

"Tom,"

Shen Fei pointed to the helicopter on the tarmac.

"Take it and leave, back to land. You'll get your full salary and bonuses."

Tom's eyes lit up.

"or……"

Shen Fei pulled out the chair in the main seat and sat down naturally.

He pointed to the seat opposite the dining table.

"Stay here, sit down, and come with me to see what the thing you're afraid of actually looks like."

"Face your fears, Tom, or you'll never get rid of them."

There was not a sound on the deck.

Everyone looked at Tom, and on the young crewman's face, you could see that he was struggling, wanting to live, but even more afraid.

Finally, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

He chose to run away.

Shen Fei didn't look at him again.

"Kyle, make arrangements for him."

"Yes, boss."

At that moment, Hannah's voice rang out urgently from Kyle's communicator.

"Boss! There's a new report from 'Eye in the Sky'!"

"Target...the target is moving!"

The air on the deck seemed to turn cold as soon as those words were spoken.

Professor Archibald rushed to Kyle's side, staring intently at the display screen on his wrist.

On the screen, the huge blue light and shadow representing the monster, that thing that looked like an underwater mountain range, actually moved.

It's moving slowly, but definitely, vertically upwards.

Depth: -3750 meters

Depth: -3740 meters

Depth: -3730 meters

The data is jumping at a constant speed.

"Its energy readings are rising!" Hannah's voice trembled. "The surrounding seawater temperature has increased by 0.3 degrees Celsius due to its force field!"

"At the same time, ROV received a new audio signal, not the previous Morse code!"

Kyle pressed a button, playing a processed audio clip.

It was a very low, humming sound.

The sound wasn't harsh, but everyone who heard it felt insignificant and uneasy.

"It's coming up..." Captain Bellini's lips were pale. "It's really coming for us..."

Panic spread through the crowd again.

The last rays of dusk disappeared below the horizon.

it's dark.

The lights on the deck turned on automatically, illuminating the dining table covered with a white cloth very clearly.

A French chef in a white chef's uniform, pushing a silver food cart, walked over with trembling hands at Kyle's signal.

The silver lid of the plate was lifted.

A huge tomahawk steak, grilled to perfection, is sizzling hot.

The aroma of meat and black truffles mingled together, creating an unreal atmosphere filled with the smell of the sea and a sense of dread.

Shen Fei picked up the knife and fork on the table.

He glanced at Tom, who was climbing the gangway in the distance, preparing to leave.

I glanced again at the blue light and shadow rising from the deep sea on the screen.

Finally, his gaze returned to the steak in front of him.

On this vast ocean, the rules of civilized society are useless.

The only thing that works is power.

And he is setting new rules for this place.

"bite."

The knife and fork made a crisp sound as they touched the Hermès porcelain plate.

On this quiet deck, before the dinner, the sound seemed particularly loud.

Shen Fei cut off a small piece of beef, put it in his mouth, and chewed it slowly.

tasty.