I'm a Stingray?

Chapter 242: Confusion

This dim bit of light had given the young hero enough motivation, to swim faster than ever towards it! Because although this tunnel had not proven dangerous, it weighed him down on psychological aspects.

He had been travelling through for half an hour only, yet this had managed to tick every bit of nerves he had. The lack of illumination here was one aspect that put weight on his fins, but another layer of anxiety had kicked in.

And it solely had to do with the fact of just how long the tunnel was. It continued to give a great sense that it was not natural! The levels of stress that such an aspect unleashed, was uncharted!

Since this structure was highly unnatural, couldn't it bring along insanity-embracing results, such as failing to provide a way out?

All of those worries were left behind by every fin-slap against the waters, as he swam towards the light with top speed. And likewise, the same illumination only got closer.

What had managed to make Timmy slow down, was logic itself. Because after he figured out that this tunnel had managed to project sound, it only felt logical to slow down and observe rather than rush in like a maniac.

He could hear countless fish swimming on the other side, it aided him to become more and more alert.

These sounds teamed up with one another and blasted through the tunnel, in exchange that managed to create countless echoes!

So with a strut of carefulness, he approached towards the other end, and tried to stalk whatever was swimming here on the other side.

His level of camouflage in this overall structure, had been quickly proven as quite a laughing stock. Because the tunnel was still coated with silver, it wasn't the best place for a stingray to be sneaky over.

Along with the fact that this place had a weird source of illumination, it made it tremendously difficult for Timothy to hide anywhere.

Yet regardless, no fish rushed towards him to bring trouble along. This made the situation even weirder, because he could swear that there was life around here.

After a few minutes of contemplation, he decided to just get on with it and explore whatever was on the other side. So with a bit of extended carefulness, he swam forward!

And it was fair to say that the contents of this place did not fail to prove itself amazing!

Because for a start, the sources of light here seemed tremendously interesting, and somewhat impossible.

There were countless gem-like things, that were embedded with the walls around here. They provided a seemingly endless amount of white-light across this structure!

But furthermore, what the hero had found was a huge cavern! Mathematics still wasn't the sea-pancake's trump card, but this place had to be over two-hundred-meters long.

And apart from that, the ceiling was mostly thirty-meters away from the flooring, which made the whole structure appear even more roomier.

The attempt to comprehend this scene alone, was extraordinarily difficult. Because there were aspects that made this place seem natural and unnatural at the same time!

This managed to raise a question in Tim's mind, and of course he instantly put it into words. "How deep are we, system?"

[About three-hundred-and-seventy-six-meters deep] She was quick to answer, with absolute accuracy being her guarantee.

Such a statistic led to another question, of which he instantly asked. "Isn't this depth supposed to crush me?"

[Not at all. The sea-pressure isn't going against you, but it's weighing on the ceiling that's above your head, instead. It is withstanding all the pressure, therefore it allows you to roam freely]

Such a statement made sense, and the hero could only agree with it. So he fetched a few previous thoughts, and began unraveling them to make a theory regarding what was happening around here.

Tim gazed towards the quantities of fish that were roaming above his head, and guessed that there had to be at least three-hundred of them dwelling in this cavern!

Neither of them seemed to be planning to attack him either, but that was not the point. There were portions of this place where it was noticeable, that small quantities of silver had been laid over.

This silver was likely used to support this place, all for the sake of giving it more stability. Such a thought had managed to give a hint, that whatever was releasing this silver, had quite a decent level of intelligence.

The unleasher of pure silver, had managed to find weak spots in this cavern; and fixed it up by patching those spots with layers of silver!

Such a detail was easy to spot but it also gave grand hints, which managed to seal the theory that this little man was building.

The idea was that this cavern had been originally natural. This was easy to figure out, because most of this place was not covered with this shiny metal.

And since there was a three-hundred-meter long tunnel that led all the way down here: it gave a proper hint that someone or something, had specifically looked for an under-the-sea cavern.

This led to the prime thought, that whatever creature stood behind this whole operation, was powerful beyond typical comprehension.

These waves of thoughts were too complexing for Timothy's noggin. So a headache had come along with a few shocks of short-lasting pain, he was not used to thinking this much.

So the best solution seemed to slow down with the brain storming. And after pushing those thoughts aside by the slightest, he headed towards the biggest group of fish, and managed to fit in with them rather swimmingly.

These fish weren't exactly big, and this made quite some sense because the tunnel that brought them here, was just less than a foot wide. So obviously, colossal squids could not fit in here.

What grew to become a firm fact, was that the sheer quantity of fish that were dwelling in this structure; had riddled the boy with an urge to begin attacking everyone!

It seemed like a bountiful idea, because the amount of system points that could be won here, can help buy that expensive upgrade!

But at the same time, killing anything here sounded like a tremendously stupid move. Because right now he had managed to fit in with the rest, which itself was a great level of camouflage!

If he just began stabbing and biting everyone, he would be easy to spot by any creature that stood superior over the others.

So for now, the main goal became to lurk around here and try to figure out just what the hell was going on!

Apart from that, an itching question was reverberating through his mind. Was there a big gain hidden in the brief complexion of this cavern?