The exploration range expanded to a radius of two kilometers, but the sea water was silent. She found nothing except some unknown small fish and shrimps that had mutated.

"Who are you? Where are you? What do you want to do?" Jiang Ling asked three philosophical questions.

Who are you? Where are you? What are you going to do?

It repeated the words in her mind in a strange tone that was neither male nor female. No, to be more precise, it repeated the pronunciation of the words, even the original tone and emotion were copied.

Unsure of its safety, Jiang Ling had to stop questioning it and link her psychic abilities to other crew members to counteract its infiltration. Fortunately, the unknown psychic user's technical ability was not very strong, and she was barely able to deal with it.

This process lasted for about 30 minutes. As the submarine gradually moved away from its influence range, its spiritual power gradually weakened. Jiang Ling did not withdraw her power until she could no longer feel it. In just a short while, she found herself sweating all over.

The submarine's enemy alarm never sounded, and the artificial intelligence on board seemed unaware of the crew's abnormality.

After a while, Lao Ning's psychic message finally arrived.

[Jiang Ling, I am Ning Weihe, can you feel it? ]

[Yes, do you have anti-tracking? ]

"It's probably on the seabed. I'm not sure what it is exactly. Why don't you come to the captain's cabin and talk? The route is this, then that."

The captain's room is right above the fusion reactor. If something goes wrong there, the captain and the submarine will be blown away. You have to be mentally prepared if you live there.

Jiang Ling knocked on the cabin door and found that in addition to Captain Yu and Lao Ning, there was also a middle-aged man with a square face and a frown.

"You already know this person. This is the political commissar on the boat - Wang Lei." Lao Ning saw Jiang Ling's confusion and gave her some advice.

"Two political commissars?" Jiang Ling asked.

"No, there are three," Political Commissar Wang replied. He paused, "The remaining one is working on the ideological work of those experts. Two of them have some mental problems... You seem fine... So is there really that echo?"

Jiang Ling nodded, then shook her head. She pondered, "They're just mutants. Life in the ocean is much more complex than on land, so it's normal for a few unusual ones to appear."

Old Wang looked at Ning Weihe, who spread his hands on the table.

The captain said, "How should we explain this to the crew? We'll encounter them again sooner or later."

"It's not a big problem. If they are still the same as before, we can try the brain closing technique of the Countermeasures Bureau. But I can't handle it alone, Jiang Ling?" Lao Ning said.

"Okay, okay, I get it! I can't go anywhere now anyway!"