This email is an invitation to a large concert.

Chris and their propaganda brochures were published as scheduled. In order to cooperate with the publicity, their agent arranged a tour plan for them.

The first stop of the performance was at Florida Beach, where they participated in a beach concert as one of the important singers invited by the organizer.

The itinerary was tight, and although the girls were reluctant to part with the feelings they had developed during the trip, they had to board the plane and say goodbye.

The plane disappeared into the clouds, Petty took his hand and said absent-mindedly, "All your guests are gone, is my job over?"

Chris and Wendy were going to attend the concert, but Mela was fine. She interrupted dissatisfiedly, "Where is me, the end of our trip is in Bermuda."

Lin Feng nodded slightly and led the two ladies back to the yacht.

That night, the yacht sailed out of the port and left the coast for more than 100 nautical miles, slowly slowed down. Andrew came over to take over Lin Feng's driving work.

"You're leaving now?" Andrew asked.

"They have sleeping pills in their wine tonight. They are expected to wake up tomorrow at noon. When they wake up, you tell them that I have something to do and return to the island and you will complete your last trip."

The sound of the yacht's motor gradually became deeper, and the five fingers were seen on the sea without stars. Lin Feng listened to the movements around him and pressed a button he wanted to bring.

The wait was not long, and in a short while, the surrounding sea water began to roll, and it seemed that a big fish was emerging from the water.

Lin Feng waited quietly for a while, and when the sound of water subsided, he picked up the wooden pulp and paddled the raft and drove towards the darkness.

Soon, the rubber raft seemed to have hit something. The sponge was too dark and I couldn't see anything a few meters away. Lin Feng raised the wooden pulp and knocked on the obstacle in front of the rubber raft. Only a muffled sound of "dong" was heard.

Then he calmly put down the wood pulp, broke open the fluorescent stick, and in the phosphorescence light, a shark-shaped object floated quietly on the sea.

Lin Feng leaned over the rubber raft, supported the object's surgery, touched it for a while, grabbed something like a handle, and then turned over and climbed onto the thing.

This is the smartly built submarine.

From the outside, it looks like a big shark, covered with a thick layer of absorbable sonar material.

On the radar screen, it is exactly the same shape as a shark.

On the rubber boat, two suitcases were tied with ropes. Lin Feng grabbed the rope head and hung the suitcase onto the submarine. He fiddled with the hull for a while, and with a slight sound, the hatch door of the submarine opened.

A fluorescent light came out from the entrance.

Lin Feng first put two boxes in, then took out his pistol, punched several holes in the rubber boat, and the rubber boat suddenly made a "hissing" sound.

After the rubber boat was completely shriveled and washed away by the tide, Lin Feng turned over and got into the submarine and covered the cover of the hatch door.

This is a submarine powered by antimatter batteries, which saves the huge engine and only requires an electric motor, which can be used to install equipment and instruments in other places.

The submarine is divided into two layers, with no lights at all on the lower layer, and is where the Lymes move.

Because the Lymes live underground and are used to the scent of sulfur, there is also a relatively high concentration of sulfur in the air of the lower submarines.

Without corresponding protective equipment, ordinary people cannot survive if they go down.

The Lymes are afraid of light, so they don’t have many lights on the upper floor. Logically speaking, Lin Feng has a Lyme belt, so he can see things clearly in the dark. But after so many years of habit, he actually doesn’t like to explore in the dark.

So he raised some cold light sources in the upper submarine.

These lights are not strong, and ordinary people can't see anything clearly under this light, but this cold light has a good way to eliminate Lin Feng's sense of loneliness.

With these lights, the Lymes would also regard the upper floor as a forbidden zone, so that although they were on the same yacht, they lived in two worlds.

As the submarine slowly sinks, Lin Feng opens the big screen, and the picture of the underwater world is immediately projected onto the big screen.

The huge jellyfish floated by with a faint phosphorescence, and various creatures were back and forth. Such a beautiful scenery made Lin Feng a little confused.

While he was dazed, he forgot to control the submarine and dived directly to a depth of 600 meters.

The strait is six hundred meters away, and it is a quiet place. There are very few creatures here. Occasionally, a few large abalones are seen, which incite the flat body and quickly pass the screen.

Lin Feng put away his thoughts, typing on the keyboard, dropped the landform of the seabed, and determined a route.

Lonely, darkness.

I really don't know how you, Lyme, endured all this.

Lin Feng just endured it for a while and couldn't stand it anymore. He turned on the video equipment inside the submarine and played a popular song.

If someone was listening to the undersea sonar at this time, he would find that a large shark was singing a pop song, swimming quickly and without any scruples at a depth of 600 meters under the sea.

Soon, the latitude of 30 degrees north arrived.

Stay on this line for a while, and after checking the instruments and equipment, you continue to dive.

Thirty degrees north latitude is a mysterious line on the earth. On this dimension line, there are many ancient civilizations and, starting from this line, the Bermuda Demon Triangle Zone arrives.

"Seven hundred meters, eight hundred meters, one thousand meters, one thousand five thousand meters!"

Thick water waves block all rays, and in this depth, no sunlight, radio, microwave, etc., can pass through the heavy water surface.

What Lin Feng didn't know was that when he started diving, the sea in Bermuda was already boiling.

A huge storm was forming rapidly, and the aftermath of the storm swept through Florida. Lin Feng's yacht on the sea, and even the planes Chris and Wendy were on in the sky were affected, and they had to turn to avoid the horror of nature.

Three thousand meters, Lin Feng turned on the searchlight in front of the submarine, bought two daggers on the shark's eyes, and split the underwater world where light has been in the future for billions of years.

Soon, a flat fortress-like object appeared under the searchlight. It was a stone wall under the sea, a thickness of 100 meters, stretched straight to the distance and disappeared at the end of the light.

"There are obvious artificial traces." Lin Feng said loudly to himself, only his voice echoing among the metal objects in the huge submarine.
Chapter completed!