Searching for someone in northern Myanmar, and you call that earning tuition fees?

The shell hadn't even left the barrel yet.

Kawaguchi's roar still echoed on the bridge.

A sudden change has occurred!

The seawater directly beneath the "Sea Eagle" began to "boil" without warning!

It wasn't actually boiling; rather, it was a far more bizarre sight. Countless enormous bubbles surged up from the deep sea, churning the dark blue water into a milky, murky liquid.

The density of the seawater changed drastically in an instant!

"Warning! The ship's buoyancy has decreased abnormally!"

"Sonar has detected a large-scale cavity on the seabed!"

The piercing alarm blared across the bridge, and everyone froze.

Kawaguchi looked down sharply and saw that their four-thousand-ton steel behemoth was sinking in an abnormal manner!

It's like a stone falling into cotton!

The seawater in this area lost its buoyancy at that moment!

"What's going on?! What happened?!" Kawaguchi grabbed the communications officer by the collar, looking like a mad tiger.

No one could answer him.

Because Su Ming had already pressed the detonator in his hand.

What he just threw down was a simple directional blasting device consisting of a signal flare, gunpowder, and a high-voltage capacitor.

Its target was not the "Sea Eagle," but the seabed 300 meters below it.

According to my grandfather's handwritten notes and geological maps, there was a huge, extremely unstable layer of seafloor combustible ice—commonly known as a seafloor gas field.

Under the pressure of the Earth's crust, these high-pressure methane gases are sealed by a thin layer of sedimentary rock.

Su Ming's explosive device became the fatal blow that broke the seal.

"Boom—"

A deep, muffled roar from the deep sea was more terrifying than the sound of any cannonball exploding!

It was as if an ancient behemoth had awakened at the bottom of the sea and let out a burp.

The next second, the seabed marsh gas, which had been torn open, surged into the sky with overwhelming force, carrying hundreds of millions of tons of seawater and silt!

A small, man-made underwater volcanic eruption suddenly erupted right beneath the keel of the "Sea Eagle"!

"No--!"

Kawaguchi Yu only had time to let out a desperate roar.

That destroyer, which represented the maritime prestige of the island chain nations, was like a toy thrown into the air by a child.

First, it was lifted high by the huge current of water, and the bow of the ship was even tilted up at a terrifying angle of more than 45 degrees.

Immediately afterward, at the very moment it reached its highest point, it was slammed down by a massive wave of mud, sand, and rocks that followed!

"Snap—!"

The mournful cry of steel echoed through the sky.

The four-thousand-ton hull, under torque far exceeding its design limits, made a cracking sound from the middle!

Countless sparks exploded inside the cabin, and all the lights went out instantly.

This once-arrogant destroyer, like a dead fish with its spine broken, helplessly capsized in the raging waves and slowly sank.

A massive whirlpool formed on the sea surface, swallowing up the burning wreckage and the cries of the survivors.

The whole process took less than thirty seconds.

Without firing a single shot.

Knowledge is the most terrifying weapon.

In the distance, aboard the "Breaking Waves".

Su Ming watched all this quietly, his face showing no trace of pride, only deep exhaustion.

The overloaded operation of the twin engines has caused cracks to spread across the hull of this old ship, and seawater is seeping in from all directions.

It's almost at its limit.

Su Ming took one last look at the sea that was gradually returning to calm, leaving only wreckage and oil slicks. He turned the rudder, dragging the hard-won "golden mountain" towards home, and slowly made his way back.

The live stream room was completely silent.

Through the satellite perspective secretly switched by Xiaoqi, millions of viewers witnessed this miraculous scene.

A rusty, dilapidated ship.

A young man all alone.

A war of unequal scale that defied everyone's expectations.

After a long while, a comment floated by tremblingly.

Did I...did I just see God?

Instantly, the entire screen exploded.

This isn't science, it's metaphysics! Is the host some kind of Taoist master from Longhu Mountain?!

[Hey upstairs, get your act together! This is a "marine hiccup" phenomenon caused by the rapid vaporization of methane hydrates on the seabed! But... but who the hell could calculate it so precisely, and even deliberately trigger it?!]

[Jiangnan University's Finance Department? Pshaw! If this is a finance department, everyone at the Institute of Physics, Chinese Academy of Sciences, might as well jump into the sea!]

[Stop talking, I'm already kneeling in front of the screen. My mom asked me why I'm worshipping my phone...]

Su Ming didn't read the comments.

He simply took out his satellite phone and dialed that familiar number.

"Uncle Zhou, I'll send you the coordinates."

His voice was weak, yet carried a sense of relief and calm.

"Come here...take me home."