Medical Genius Unspeakable Marriage (Matthew Larson) novel Chapter 3607

As the Medusa Warship slowly approached the dense fog, Matthew studied the chaotic geomagnetic currents and selected a path that could guide them out.

Back when Hanno had shown him the parchment map, Matthew had only glanced at it casually—he hadn't bothered to memorize it. After all, even Hanno and his crew had to constantly compare locations to escape this place. But Matthew had no need for that.

He simply sensed the disordered geomagnetic currents and the faint stream between them. Following that subtle stream would lead him right out of this sea of mist.

Guiding the Medusa Warship, he located a section of the fog and steered the vessel straight in. It disappeared into the mist without a trace.

Roughly ten minutes later, the warship's sinister, serpent-like prow pierced through another layer of fog, followed by the rest of the hull.

Matthew scanned the surroundings quickly.

They were now back within the bounds of the West Montiria Islands. By distance, they were about 19 miles from the Deep Sea Zone.

After a moment of thought, Matthew made his way to the storage room. Ryan had been left in there for nearly half an hour, and Matthew figured it was time to check in.

Hopefully, the guy hadn't done anything... weird.

As he opened the storage room door, Matthew's mouth twitched involuntarily.

There lay Ryan, sprawled comfortably amid a pile of life-sized dolls—one on each side, like he was lounging in luxury.

When the door suddenly opened and Ryan saw Matthew standing there, the smug expression on his face froze.

"I, uh... I was just testing the craftsmanship. You believe that, right?"

"We're out. Get up," Matthew replied flatly before turning to head back upstairs.

"Are people already gathering at the Deep Sea Zone?"

"Of course," Ryan said, pointing to a spot about two to three miles from the Deep Sea Zone.

"Usually, groups form here. But unlike the relatively cooperative vibe in Bloodfin Bay, the rules out here are a lot harsher."

Ryan's face grew grim as he continued.

"They pick the weakest people to scout ahead—to see if the Deep Sea Zone is safe. If the scout gets through, great. But if that giant octopus is lurking... it'll destroy the ship. No one survives in that case."

Seeing Ryan's solemn expression, Matthew gave a faint smile.

"No need to worry."