Clear skies, blazing sun, the azure Caribbean Sea.
A luxurious small yacht had turned off its engines, drifting on the sea surface.
There wasn't a single crew member aboard the yacht, only Miao Yan lying alone on a beach chair on the forward deck.
Next to the beach chair was a glass of iced martini, with clear beads of water clinging to the glass.
She was wearing a sexy bikini, her body {Help}ed in suntan oil, with sunglasses covering her face, basking in the Caribbean sunshine.
Suddenly, she sat up, snatched off her sunglasses, and furrowed her brows.
After a moment of stupor, Miao Yan started to laugh, "An unrecognized error with a danger rating of red? How very... interesting."
Without any visible action, a battle suit immediately appeared on her.
"Let's go take a look!"
The next instant, Miao Yan vanished from her spot, leaving only the lonely yacht and that unfinished martini.
...
"Fire!!!!!"
"Kill them!!!!!"
"We absolutely can't let them break through!"
