"Are we the torpedoes?" Lin Xian asked in confusion.
Ding Junyi adjusted her glasses: "For a professional organization like the Foundation, the action plan will definitely not rely on experience or on-the-spot reactions. If it were an evacuation plan, there would certainly be precise action parameters. Suppose we launch torpedoes, it wouldn't entirely depend on random improvisation, would it?"
Upon hearing Ding Junyi's words, Lin Xian froze for a moment, instinctively wanting to ask more but caught Ding Junyi looking at him calmly, then he frowned and understood the context.
"Smart."
Lin Xian's brows relaxed, and he immediately activated the Mechanical Heart to open the watertight door ahead, then quickly made his way toward the torpedo bay.
He had an odd thought at that moment, eager to validate it.
