"As the top military secret of the two regimes, this shipyard won't appear on the institute's blueprints." Sun Hang shrugged. "Of course, this is just my guess... As for the real reason, I suggest you ask the higher-ups at Dubhe Tower when you get back."

"Then how do you know there's a shipyard here?" the fisherman asked curiously.

"That guy told me." Sun Hang neatly threw the blame onto the white-haired girl named "Anna".

"That guy? Which guy?" The fisherman's expression suddenly changed, "You don't mean the one in the glass jar...?"

Sun Hang nodded.

"You're actually communicating with her?" The fisherman's eyes widened, "Truth be told, I thought you were cursed and going insane at that time..."

"Are you talking about that mummy?" Shino also interjected.

"Let's not chat about this; I can't guarantee this shipyard won't collapse too, let's hurry up and leave." Sun Hang said.

"True, we can talk about this after we escape." The fisherman walked quickly to the iron door and reached out to pull the latch.

The iron door, although not locked, had its latch completely rusted shut. The fisherman twisted it a couple of times, couldn't open it, and simply drew out a short knife forged from Gamma Alloy, wedging it into the gap and slicing the latch in two with a downward push.

"Let's go." The fisherman kicked the iron door open, "So, do you know what kind of ship is docked in this shipyard? A speedboat for escape? Or a cargo ship for transporting goods?"

"A Siberian Federation nuclear submarine." Sun Hang stated calmly.

"Oh, a nuclear sub... pfh!" The fisherman jerked back his head, "What did you say? Nuclear submarine?!"

"Yes, a nuclear submarine." Sun Hang nodded.

"A Siberian Federation nuclear submarine... Are you sure you're not joking?"

"See for yourself and you'll know." Sun Hang pushed open the door at the end of the passage.

A pool the size of four standard soccer fields appeared in their vision, with a submarine over a hundred meters long, wrapped entirely in sonar-absorbing rubber, moored on the water near the shore.

"This is... the K650 class nuclear submarine of the Siberian Federation! Code-named 'Cold Wind Class'." Shino murmured, "But I remember only three 'Cold Wind Class' strategic nuclear submarines were produced; two sank in the Bering Strait, and the last one sank in the Black Sea... where did this one come from?"

This submarine wasn't part of the Siberian Federation's battle lineup, had no identification code nor exclusive codename, with an empty spot where the hull number should have been painted.

"Don't ask me, I don't know its origin." Sun Hang shook his head, "I only know there is a nuclear submarine here."

"By the way, does anyone here know how to operate it?" the fisherman suddenly asked.

"Don't look at me, I don't even have a driver's license." Shino waved his hand, "Something like a nuclear submarine... without specialized training, it's simply impossible to..."

"I might be able to give it a try." Some fragmented memory shards flashed through Sun Hang's mind, "But I can't guarantee getting it to start."

"You know how to operate a submarine too?" The fisherman was stunned, "Is there anything you can't do?"

"Actually, we might not even need to get it moving... We can hide in the submarine, and after the collapse ends, try to use the radio on board to send a distress signal to the Federation... Even if we can't operate the submarine, at least we can use the radio." Shino said.

"Alright, you all go in first, I have something to do." Sun Hang suddenly said.

"What is it? Can I help?" the fisherman asked immediately.

"No help needed." Sun Hang shook his head, "Make use of your time, this place might not hold up much longer."

"Got it!" The fisherman leaped onto the submarine.

The hatch of the submarine wasn't locked. A twist of the valve opened it, and the fisherman turned back to yell at Sun Hang, "Take care!" before turning on his flashlight and climbing into the submarine.

"I'm still very curious, why do you know so much information that Dubhe Tower didn't provide?" Shino gave Sun Hang a deep look, "I always feel like there are many mysteries about you... Your goal for coming to this island shouldn't just be the trial, right?"

"Why do you think so?" Sun Hang tilted his head, looking at Shino.

"If I said it's a hunch, would you think I'm talking nonsense?"

"Your ability is to perceive emotions, so when it comes to intuition, you should be quite accurate..." Sun Hang nodded seriously, "What do you want to know?"

"I don't want to know anything... At least compared to those Angsa people, you've never abandoned us from start to finish." Shino took a deep breath, "If you want to silence me, do it now. You could tell the fisherman I accidentally slipped into the water; with his mindset, he probably wouldn't suspect a thing."

"That's a bit discriminatory... Are all elites from Dubhe Tower this arrogant?" Sun Hang retorted, "If I wanted to silence you, why would I bring you here?"

"Then..."

"Stop the chatter and get in there quickly." Sun Hang urged, "I have important matters to attend to, don't waste my time!"

"...Fine." Shino hesitated for a few seconds, then gave Sun Hang a deep bow before turning and jumping onto the submarine.

"Still bowing... How odd, is this the 'craftsman spirit' of the Fusang people?" Sun Hang swiftly stripped off his outerwear and dove into the water.

As soon as he hit the water, a row of gill-like slits appeared on the side of his neck, and fungal filaments fused at his fingertips forming a webbed structure.

Sun Hang swiftly dived deeper, and those vague memories gradually became clearer.

Vaguely, he seemed to see "Anna" with her pair of translucent purple pupils flashing underwater.

Sun Hang dived down the side of the pool for nearly twenty meters before finding the entrance that appeared in his memory. He glanced at the Russian marker next to the entrance and then swam inside.

Ten minutes later, Sun Hang finally surfaced.

This was a pool larger than the underground shipyard's pool, the whole structure was circular, and the dome above was a standard hemisphere, like a large bowl turned upside down on the water.

Sun Hang climbed ashore—a ring less than a meter wide remained at the rim of the large "bowl," barely enough for someone to walk around the pool.

The inside of the bowl was painted with many mythologically rich murals—the content and style of these murals were diverse, ranging from Eastern mythology to Western mythology and even modern Cthulhu Mythos, painting these myths on the same dome had a strange sense of Guan Gong fighting Qin Qiong, the Black Cat Sheriff battling the Hydra, and Sun Wukong tearing up Godzilla.

For some reason, a word emerged in Sun Hang's mind.

"Sanctuary".

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