Everyone on the ship certainly couldn't just sit around waiting for Jing Shu's experiment. While Jing Shu went underwater, they had already started taking action.
In this moment, time equaled life, equaled food. Therefore, the first step, mapping and measuring the number and height of nearby air walls, had become the top priority for the elite team and all the crew members.
For a while, the sea was filled with the elite team members like dumplings being dropped into boiling water.
Only a small group remained in the conference room.
Nannan, as a medic, didn't need to enter the sea. She casually looked over the data mapped out by the various teams from the sea, silently cursing Jing Shu thousands of times in her heart.
Old Zhou tapped on the table and asked, "How is it? Have you calculated how many air walls are around and their heights? What's the best route?"
