Chapter 163
My first impression upon entering the escape pod was that it felt like being placed in a coffin. The passenger had to stand upright, and the distance between my body and the escape pod was incredibly close. If two adults had entered here, they would have been so tightly packed that they couldn’t move and would barely be able to breathe.
It gave the feeling of being forcibly trapped in a single-person elevator, a space so small that a claustrophobic person would likely faint within three seconds of entering. I closed my eyes as soon as the escape pod door shut, with Tumanako’s eyes being the last thing I saw.
The moment I realized I was trapped alone in this narrow escape pod, fear suddenly struck me. Struggling not to be swept away by the overwhelming wave of fear, I tried to comfort myself and instill confidence.
This is a safe place.
I am perfectly protected.
There’s nothing dangerous anymore.
If I wait here for a little while, I can leave the underwater base.
As I closed my eyes, took slow deep breaths, and composed myself, a surprising sense of calm washed over me. It felt like I was wedged into a tight space like a narrow wardrobe or under a bed, places I used to hide in as a child.
In reality, the interior of the escape pod was seamlessly wrapped in a soft, pliable material like a tube to reduce impact. When I opened my eyes, an improved light green perfluorodecalin explosively gushed out, enveloping my entire body in 0.5 seconds.