"Can it be restored?"

"Sure, but two people have to be present at the same time...Okay, I get it. I owe you this time, and we'll settle the score when we get back!"

Wang Lei put down the communicator, smiled at the people around him, slowly walked to the door of the command cabin, and then, without anyone's expectation, he slapped a red button on the door.

The next moment, an emergency alarm rang throughout the submarine, waking up a dozen guys who were just beginning to dream.

A few minutes later, Old Yu returned to the bridge in his underwear. Dark circles formed under his eyes as he saw the command cabin filled with people, but only Political Commissar Wang was in charge of the command platform.

"Is the matter resolved? Then I'll go back to sleep..."

"Stop!" Wang Lei slapped the command platform. "Old Yu, you stay here. Everyone else go back first."

After the crowd dispersed, Wang Lei pulled a pistol from his pocket and placed it next to the screen on the command platform. He then sternly asked Captain Yu, "Comrade Yu Ren, please explain what happened. Why did you delete the log? What shameful things were recorded there?"

"What log?" Old Yu was puzzled.

"Don't deny it. What's wrong with admitting what you did?" Political Commissar Wang's tone was a little angry, but his expression was much more relaxed.

Old Yu took a step back, leaning against the wall. He felt a cold sweat dripping down his back. He reviewed himself thoroughly, but couldn't find anything that connected him to the log.

"Comrade Wang Lei, don't scare me. I haven't been alone these days. If you find anything, you can tell me." He stuttered.

"Alright, alright, I got it." Political Commissar Wang waved his hand and stealthily put his pistol away. He made two adjustments on the command platform and dialed the wired line directly to F2.

"Hello? It's me. Nothing. Looking for Ning Wei and his comrades... Old Ning, take another look at that thing. Yes, that's right. I think it has psychic abilities... Okay... Very weak? Okay, I get it."

"Old Yu, sit down and rest for a while. I guess you have to work overtime." Political Commissar Wang sighed and leaned back in his chair.

"What exactly happened?" Captain Yu returned to his usual chair and took out a box of cigarettes from a corner on the right.

"I don't know the specifics yet; this is just my speculation." He poked the screen with his finger. "That thing outside the submarine, without anyone noticing, tampered with our memories—everyone's memories. I'm not entirely sure about Old Ning and the Awakened One, but I doubt they gained anything."

"Can it be cleared away?" Lao Yu understood the seriousness of the matter.

"I've already told them, but there's no news yet."