[Zhu Mingyi]
Lin Ye opened the message and quickly scanned its contents.
The next second, a strange expression appeared on his face.
Without a moment's hesitation, he left the matchmaking queue and logged off.
...
「One day later.」
Evening. Somewhere in the Pacific Ocean.
A massive ocean liner was sailing steadily across the shimmering, golden surface of the sea.
The setting sun dyed the clouds on the horizon a magnificent orange-red. Seagulls circled in the air, their cries crisp and clear.
Everything seemed peaceful and breathtakingly beautiful.
Lin Ye stood alone by the railing on the top deck, the salty sea breeze washing over him as he stared calmly at the distant horizon.
This liner was named the Far Star. On the surface, it was a civilian vessel for long-distance travel, but Lin Ye knew its interior had been armed to the teeth.
