Chapter 3140

Below the Institution's headquarters, on the third basement level of the containment vault, in the 001 closed room.

The roller of Dangerous Object S-001 (Listening to the World) stopped rotating. The parchment it held was filled with distorted characters. Su Xiao had never seen such characters, but just by looking at them for the first time, he understood the meaning of these characters.

S-001 could not foresee Su Xiao's future, but it foresaw the future of Colonel Gewei, who had interacted with him.

Or rather, this was one of Colonel Gewei's countless futures. For Su Xiao, this had great reference value.

Through the first few paragraphs, Su Xiao learned a lot of intelligence. In this future line, the Eastern Alliance and the Southern Alliance broke up in the near future, and a tragic war broke out between the two sides.

Seven years after the war started, the Southern Alliance completely unified power and established an empire. Gewei was a colonel of that empire.

"Seven years have passed, and Gewei hasn't been promoted?"

Baja was a bit puzzled. With Colonel Gewei's personal ability and military skills, after the Western Continent war ended, he could at least have become a major general.

If there were people taking care of him from above, it wouldn't be impossible to be promoted to lieutenant general within two or three years. The achievements were there; in the Western Continent war, Colonel Gewei commanded the Second Legion, the veteran legion that charged at the very front.

Ignoring Baja's question, Su Xiao continued to read the parchment in his hand. In the future, Colonel Gewei sank into the deep sea and left a record through a pressure-tight tank, the content of which was as follows.

"Imperial Calendar Year 1686, August 23rd. My ship, under the orders of General Kande, set sail from 'Tun Port' today to transport military supplies to 'Lighthouse Island'. This island faces 'Wofengdun Bay' to the west and connects to the 'Second War Zone' to the east. It is the throat of our military front line and must not be lost. Supplies on the front line are tight. Upon receiving the secret order, my ship set sail immediately."

"My ship was damaged 9 days ago, the guidance device malfunctioned, the bottom cabin compression valve fell off as a whole, and the rear power of the ship was damaged......"

"After only a few days of emergency repairs, we had to sail to 'Lighthouse Island'. The soldiers on the ship were worried. I immediately reprimanded this cowardly performance. After personally shooting three engineers who tried to shake our military morale, my ship set sail smoothly. This mission is of vital importance. Within the nearby sea area, only my ship can barely make the ocean voyage. Even if it sinks into the sea, we must set sail."

"The thing I was most worried about didn't happen. The bottom cabin compression valve, which kept making noise and disturbing our military morale, didn't fall off. Every time I see it, it reminds me of my late aunt. They have common characteristics: they are always chattering and making noise."

"My ship was attacked two days after setting sail. After only a few rounds of shelling, the cowards of the Eastern Federation Navy abandoned the ship and fled, trying to use those small, ridiculous lifeboats to escape the range of my ship. What a ridiculous behavior. Oh, this is understandable. Since the war between the Empire and the Eastern Federation began, I have never captured an enemy soldier. They call me the 'Butcher of the Sea'."

"Perhaps, the naval forces of the Eastern Federation are not all cowards. Three days after my ship set sail, we encountered enemy ships in 'Wofengdun Bay'. The bottom cabin compression valve that kept making noise finally fell off. In such an intense naval battle, the fate of my ship sinking was inevitable. This made me feel from the bottom of my heart... fear. That's right, I am afraid. The military supplies on my ship cannot be delivered to 'Lighthouse Island'. The garrison on our island will face multiple desperate situations such as lack of supplies and exhaustion of ammunition. They have been fighting hard on 'Lighthouse Island' for several months, resisting the scum of the Eastern Federation. Such warriors should not be defeated by a broken supply line. This is the only thing that makes me afraid."

"The wailing of the enemy is as pleasant as ever. The scum of the Eastern Federation underestimated my ship's ability to fight to the death. A total of 4 enemy ships have been sunk by my ship, and 1 fled in a panic. My ship can no longer complete the mission. I have failed the Empire's trust."

"The seawater has already invaded the deck. The 'Fearless Vanguard' is about to welcome its funeral. This old-model steel battleship has been in service for 9 years and has participated in the Western Continent War, the Isolated Island Campaign, the Sixth War Zone Landing Cover Battle...... It has given its all for the Empire."

"Is this the Empire's protection? I, who am about to be buried in the sea, was saved by my adjutant to the bottom cabin of the 'Fearless Vanguard'. The bottom cabin should have been a fully enclosed structure, but that hateful compression valve is like a big mouth mocking me, swallowing seawater."

"It is already a desperate situation. As an Imperial soldier, I cannot be captured. The enemy's Transcendent personnel can steal our military secrets from my brain. As long as I aim at my lower jaw and pull the trigger, the specially made bullet will stir my brain with rotational kinetic energy. My brain will be like paste, evenly distributed on the top of the cabin. This is good."

"In the bottom cabin of the sinking 'Fearless Vanguard', three engineers from the Eastern Federation sneaked in. They actually said they could urgently repair the compression valve. It's ridiculous. Our military engineers repaired it for 9 days and still couldn't fully repair the compression valve. It will take no more than half an hour for the seawater to fill the bottom cabin. Just half an hour to repair the compression valve? It's absurd. Besides, these are enemy soldiers. Kill them."

"When I raised the muzzle, my adjutant, that coward from a fisherman background, actually used a pressure relief pipe to knock me unconscious. When I woke up, it was already an hour later."

"The accumulated water in the bottom cabin was packed into sealed barrels. The water only reached my ankles, which means I'm not dead yet. Those engineers really repaired that hateful compression valve. Our military has invested too much financial resources in airships. As an Imperial naval officer, I can't help but feel jealous, but this decision is correct. The sky is broader than the ocean."

"I took back my sidearm and shot the three enemy engineers, as well as my adjutant who defected. The marines in the bottom cabin, as well as Chief of Ship Affairs Salina, were all looking at me in horror. They didn't understand why I did this. Because I am bloodthirsty? No, there are a large number of enemy submarines in this sea area. Once my brain is captured by the enemy, the 'Rainstorm Plan' will inevitably be exposed, and I will become a sinner of the Empire."

"When I pressed my sidearm against my lower jaw again, an accident happened. The bottom cabin was rotating. Based on my many years of sailing experience, I judged that this was caused by an underwater vortex. When everything stabilized, the inner armor layer of the bottom cabin was rapidly protruding inward. How deep is this seabed? The inner armor layer was dented to this extent, which means I have reached a depth that even submarines cannot reach. This makes me very gratified."

"I feel as if I am living in a twisted and deformed tin can. Why wasn't the bottom cabin crushed by the sea pressure? This exceeded my cognition. There is no food, only fresh water. I decided not to commit suicide for the time being. Among the five surviving marines, one showed signs of 'alienation'. Black, hair-like, smooth-skinned tentacles grew on his body. If it were a soldier who enlisted in recent years, he wouldn't know what this was. I have seen these tentacles on the Western Continent. They grow on Parasitic Soldiers. Strangely, in the dark environment, these tentacles actually emitted white light, which solved the lighting problem to a certain extent."

"I used the sidearm in my hand to reorganize military discipline. I kept a small amount of fresh water for myself and distributed more fresh water to the five marines and Chief of Ship Affairs Salina. Compared to hunger, thirst is harder to endure. As an Imperial officer, I should take care of my subordinates in a desperate situation."

"On the first day of being trapped on the seabed, Chief of Ship Affairs Salina came to my side and told me about her hometown. I didn't respond. Listening was enough. This Imperial female soldier just wanted to say something, that's all."

"On the 3rd day of being trapped on the seabed, the soldier with tentacles growing on his body had his eyes become turbid. This confirmed to me that he was transforming into a Parasitic Soldier. I ended his life. Observing to this extent was enough."

"On the 5th day of being trapped on the seabed, Salina was silent. She began to count her hair. Among the four marines, two more had tentacles growing on their bodies. I let them retain the last dignity of Imperial soldiers. For those still alive, the drinking water available increased."

"On the 9th day of being trapped on the seabed, I personally ended the last marine. He cried and begged for mercy before he died, but tentacles had already grown on his body."

"On the 16th day of being trapped on the seabed, Salina believed in a god, a god she imagined, a god named the Supreme Worm. From her behavior, it could be seen that she was already abnormal. What puzzles me is, in such a confined space, why hasn't the oxygen run out? According to my calculations, on the first day of being trapped, the oxygen should have run out."

"On the 18th day of being trapped on the seabed, in this confined, narrow, and oppressive space, Salina was on the verge of her limit. I was also sleeping and waking up from time to time, starting to be unable to distinguish whether this was a dream or reality. Salina seduced me to believe in the god named the Supreme Worm with her. I refused in strong terms. If it weren't for the fact that we were both Imperial soldiers, I would have already smashed her head with a bullet."

"On the 21st day of being trapped on the seabed, Salina returned to normal. Her eyes became bright, no longer babbling like a shaman, but her idea of wanting me to believe in that god with her was stronger. Not only that, she prayed every day until she calmly tore off her entire tongue with her face, and then held it with both hands, as if to offer it to some existence."

"On the 22nd day of being trapped on the seabed, Salina grew a new tongue. I decided to observe her and record her behavior. If possible, I would use the only pressure-tight tank I had to put this record in it. When the bottom cabin was crushed by seawater, I would throw out this pressure-tight tank. The bottom cabin being crushed by sea pressure was only a matter of time. The space in the bottom cabin was limited. Before long, I would need to sit on those corpses to straighten my legs."

"On the 36th day of being trapped on the seabed, Salina, who hadn't talked to me for nearly half a month, actually took the initiative to speak. She only asked me one question: Colonel Gewei, are you a monster? Why haven't you gone crazy yet?"

"On the 42nd day of being trapped on the seabed, after Salina screamed, she exploded like a rotten tomato. My observation ended. As a price, many of the nematodes that Salina exploded fell on me. I no longer had the strength to dodge. Actually, hunger is harder to endure. I can feel that in order to continue living, my internal organs are absorbing the nutrients of my body. This feeling is like... my internal organs are gradually eating me."

"On the 52nd day of being trapped on the seabed, the bottom cabin was even narrower. My body below the chest and abdomen could only be soaked in corpse water. My numb sense of smell made me unable to smell the stench. The nematodes in my body were swimming between my internal organs. They always wanted to drill into my brain. As long as I hadn't yielded, they couldn't succeed. I... might not be able to hold on for much longer."

"On the 60th day of being trapped on the seabed, I felt my cerebral cortex, the cause being that nematodes crawled onto it. They greedily adhered to it, just waiting for me to yield. This feeling makes one almost crazy, but in return, I began to be able to 'see' the scene outside, the scene of the seabed outside the bottom cabin."

"One nematode after another coiled outside the bottom cabin. It was they who kept the bottom cabin from being crushed by sea pressure, and it was they who took in oxygen in the seawater and transported it into the bottom cabin. Just like I was observing Salina, there was an existence observing me. I also saw that in the vast and boundless sea, there were nematodes so dense that it made one's scalp tingle. Any rational human being, after seeing this scene, would experience both physical and psychological discomfort. They used their bodies to construct twisted and eerie tall buildings under the sea. Even if I exhausted all the vocabulary I knew in my life, it would not be enough to describe the magnificence and horror of these buildings."

"I heard it, the 'voice' from some existence. It recognized me as its servant. I no longer know if this is a hallucination caused by hunger, or a fantasy after I have gone crazy, until it appeared in front of me. My record can only end here......"

"Yield, and you can continue to live. For a moment, I wavered. My lips and tongue seemed to be out of my control, about to say those cowardly words that would drive me crazy. But before that, I let go of the pressure-tight tank in my hand, used the last bit of strength I had to raise my arm, and pressed the rusty sidearm hard against my lower jaw. I can be sure that my expression is very calm. As an Imperial soldier, I will say the last sentence of my life, and then pull the trigger."

"Go to hell, you reptile."

"Bang!"