"What's so weird? Explain it clearly!" Jiang Ling's ears were immediately filled with the crew's questions. They had all devoted half their lives to national defense, so it was naturally difficult for them to get her G-spot, which was overly high in two-spined newts.

"That's it! It's the stretching muscles, mucus, splashes, and an unusual color scheme!" Jiang Ling tried to describe it in detail, but once a person's inherent impression is formed, she always wants to force an explanation in that direction.

"Are you listening to her nonsense? They are just a few stuck fish!" Political Commissar Xiao finally thought of adjusting the light transmittance of the mask. He finally recovered from his blind state and could see clearly the monsters that Jiang Ling mentioned.

Fish? No, it's definitely not fish!

Even deep-sea cutlassfish or eels, with their long bodies, cannot move like that creature. Compared to fish, it is more like some kind of mollusk.

But what kind of mollusk can grow such scales on its body surface?

As far as he knew, the most fish-like mollusks only looked similar in appearance; they didn't have those serrated scales.

Political Commissar Xiao's thoughts wandered for only a few seconds, seemingly stunned from an outsider's perspective. He regained consciousness almost instantly and used the external viewfinder on the top of the exoskeleton to photograph the object.

"No? Why? Is my lens broken?" He checked the digital photos immediately after taking them, but in the middle of several photos, there was a blurry black shadow.

"Yuanyu-2, is there something wrong with my external viewfinder? Take a look. Over."

Jiang Ling manipulated the momentum wheel, rotating it 90 degrees clockwise on the horizontal plane. The searchlight beam followed her movement and pointed at Political Commissar Xiao. Due to their close proximity, Xiao's exoskeleton blocked most of the light, and the low-visibility paint on the outer shell finally revealed its original color.

"Turn around... Yes, at this angle! Stretch your arms above your head. Oh, right! This is the pose! Come on, let's do it~" Jiang Ling took several artistic photos of him and sent them over. If you ignore the scratches on his legs, he looks like new.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" Political Commissar Xiao's voice became a little louder, and his tone became very urgent. "Number 2, take some pictures of it too! No, just record it directly!"

Soon, he received a short video from Jiang Ling. The thing was moving around in the center of the screen, but it was still covered with black mosaics.

"Is there any problem? Do you need support?" The communicator in No. 509 waited for a long time, and seeing no one responded, he took the initiative to make a call request.

"No, don't come over... By the way, are Captain Yu and Director Ning here? Brother Sanshi is also available. I want to talk to them." Political Commissar Xiao suppressed his uneasiness and said to the communicator while staring at the white creature on the nose of the submarine.

After a while, No. 509's communication was connected again, and Political Commissar Wang's calm voice came over: "Old Yu has gone to rest. Old Ning is in F2. You can talk to me if you have anything."

"What I saw was white, what the No. 2 machine saw was reddish-brown, and what the camera captured was black." Lao Xiao answered immediately.

"Is the color the only anomaly? Does the response plan issued by the Countermeasures Bureau mention this?" Wang Lei was silent for a moment, but his expression remained unchanged, preventing anyone in the command cabin from noticing anything. "It should be a sensory species, right? I remember there are mutants on Earth that can quickly change their color. Even if not, creatures that choose camouflage behavior aren't generally considered dangerous."

"Yes, but I have a question. How did it appear?" The effect of Political Commissar Xiao's adrenaline was about to wear off, and his voice became a little hoarse.

"Let me check the log... On the fourteenth day of the voyage, at the 338th hour and 41 minutes to be exact, the onboard computer reported abnormal navigation resistance. We checked for two hours before we found out that the ramming device on F2 was stuck. There were no error reports before that." Political Commissar Wang replied concisely and clearly.

"What was the exact time? I mean, what was done on the submarine before that?" Xiao Changsheng asked with a frown.

"At 338 hours and 30 minutes, Unit 1 of the second cycle of the fusion reactor began to supply power; at 337 hours and 49 minutes, we began our routine shift change; at 337 hours and 30 minutes, the cafeteria began to serve meals. During this period, there was an abnormal power supply. It was found that someone spilled soup on the socket... At 336 hours and 35 minutes, you left the submarine." Wang Lei quickly browsed the log files displayed on the command platform, sorted them out briefly, and told them to Xiao Changsheng one by one.

"What about before that? Are there any abnormal reports, those accepted incidents marked in blue? Or deleted reports involving confidentiality regulations?" Political Commissar Xiao felt that he had caught the tail of that thing and continued to ask.

The speed at which the text on the command platform screen turned pages increased further. The staff officer sitting next to him felt as if he had seen the legendary quantum speed reading. Half a minute later, the screen finally froze, but Wang Lei immediately closed the window.

"Ahem." He coughed, clasped his arms behind his back, and slowly found a place away from the crowd. He put his mouth close to the communicator and said in a low voice, "Two echoes, and fourteen days of daily self-inspections, all show signs of modification."

"Who did it?"

"I don't know, but the only people who have the authority to modify the log files are me, Lao Yu, and Ning Weihe."

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