The "Gray Sparrow" and "Nightwalker" sailed into the Turtle's mouth.
Behind them, the Turtle's wide-open mouth slowly closed, along with the dim and gloomy lights of the Water Planet.
When darkness enveloped their surroundings, the two warships turned on their respective lights.
They moved forward quietly in the endless darkness, like two large fish with glowing eyes.
Soon, the deep darkness suddenly trembled a bit before quickly returning to calmness.
Han Zhan felt it sinking.
"The survivors you want me to see, are they underwater?"
"No." Jian Beifang looked ahead quietly, "You'll see them soon."
"You mean... they live inside the Turtle?!" Han Zhan asked with surprise.
"It's not strange. There are a large number of algae growing inside the Turtle, which can produce the oxygen necessary for breathing. Besides, various natural food supplies are readily available here."
"But how do they solve the problem of the Evil Curse?"
