The entryway moaned open, uncovering a thin aperture consistently incorporated into the boat's structure.
Guessing this second, Liu Yong applied negligible power and deftly swung the entryway wide. Past lay a passage covered in dimness, a domain immaculate by the human presence for centuries.
As he had predicted, the inside was not the dry, barren space one could expect but rather a watery grave loaded up with the briny profundities of the ocean. It was a bewildering scene, however, one that Liu Yong could figure out, given the conditions.
"Expected so a lot," Liu Yong mumbled to himself, his voice scarcely perceptible over the surge of water.
" This spaceship's been laying on the sea floor for 50,000 years. It would have been odd in the event that it weren't overflowed."
