Chapter 80
Even though this passenger ship weighed tens of thousands of tons, it was still as insignificant as a speck of dust in the vast sea.
"Disaster in the deep sea." The words spoken by the captain stirred something in Yoren's mind. He felt like he was on the verge of understanding, but the knowledge was elusive. If he had to relate it to something from the background of Arknights, there was only one possibility:
The Deep Sea Hunters.
But they weren't bounty hunters. They had no business dealings, accepted no employment, and their whereabouts were unknown. While they were an organization, they weren't like others in the world.
Unlike Black Steel International, Penguin Logistics, Rheinland Life, or Raytheon Industries—entities that people could immediately picture—the Deep Sea Hunters were different.
Their name alone implied their purpose. They hunted in the deep sea—a realm that even the nations of the world dared not enter. More than an organization, they were an ancient lineage, a secret hidden beneath the waves.
No one knew what they fought in the deep sea, or what they hunted.
"Woo~~~~~"
A low roar echoed from beneath the water, this time from a much greater distance.
The mist began to thin, and the oppressive scent in the air faded. As if freed from an invisible grip, the old captain rushed down the stairs, his steps unsteady. He reached the deck and peered out at the sea with a solemn expression, as if confirming something.
He turned back to Yoren, fear and a hint of desperate prayer in his eyes. He looked ready to cry.