Tiny Remote Islands Have Lousy Signal

Curly Hair didn't have too many other ideas. After he'd finished all eight chests, he returned a few times to search for similar chests but to no avail.

Fang Zhao had told him not to casually eat the deep sea creatures there. Scaring them was fine, but eating wasn't. Thus, Curly Hair left, but not before biting a few more chunks from the submarine wreckage. The power core was especially tasty.

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Above the submarine wreckage, three fully armed submersibles cautiously made their way towards this area that people termed the Devil's Trench.

They had indeed experienced multiple instances of communications interference as they approached the fabled abyss of danger. Fortunately, they hadn't encountered any strong undercurrents during this time.

The stifling environment at the sea floor left the crew uneasy and fearful of this unknown world.