Chapter 263: Team One Goes Missing

“Team One, come in—Team One, come in! Report your current depth, have you arrived at the submarine?” Bob’s voice rang out of the walkie-talkie just then, and I was stunned.

A submarine? In this place? How did it get down here?

“We’re at 325.63 meters, professor! Radar scans show a gigantic object 112 meters below, and we’re guessing that’s where the submarine is!” A reply promptly came from the walkie-talkie.

“What’s the radiation level down there?”

“10 sieverts, sir. It’s unstable at the moment!”

My goodness!

I couldn’t help clenching my fist—that level of radiation might not kill immediately, but it would still mean cancer under prolonged exposure. In other words, whatever was under the rift was a hell for mortals, and the only outcome for any normal lifeform falling in there was death, which was why we couldn’t lose our hazmat suits at all costs.

After fixing an ascender to a sturdy pillar of the nuclear power plant, we slid down the rift of death, all of us dangling ove