Mo Yinhe and Bo Leng exchanged glances, standing tall and graceful, two prominent figures with the same posture, hands behind their backs, contemplating Xiaosong's words. Compared to the young researcher's theories, the two leaders preferred Xiaosong's theoretical insights.
If they could truly find a natural instrument for this spatial tunnel, akin to the invention of airplanes and submarines, and replicate it for human use, enabling instantaneous travel for thousands of miles, that would be truly convenient!
At this moment, the water flow in the area where the submarine was navigating began to turn turbulent.
Everyone stopped their discussion because the submarine suddenly shook violently. Someone almost fell because they couldn't stand steadily. Mo Yinhe and Su Zhi simultaneously rushed towards Su Chaoyang, wanting to hold and protect her.
