Top floor, the captain's private lounge.
Qin Yu had just kicked the cabin door open.
Elena, like a slippery serpent, slid down from his shoulder.
She locked the door behind her with a flick of her wrist.
Click.
The sound of the lock echoed clearly in the quiet lounge.
Before Qin Yu could even turn on the lights.
In the darkness.
Elena lunged at him.
Her cold S-class mechanical arm wrapped around the back of Qin Yu's neck.
Her fiery red lips pressed fiercely against his mouth.
Wild.
Brutal.
With a sense of reckless abandon.
Qin Yu didn't retreat. Instead, he cupped the back of her head with one hand and kissed her back, taking control.
They stumbled backward onto the wide double bed.
Rip—!
Elena, with surprising strength, tore open the collar of Qin Yu's trench coat.
Her breathing was as frantic as a sprinting panther.
"Boss…"
Elena straddled Qin Yu's legs.
Her ice-blue eyes fixed on him in the dark.
"Tomorrow, when we reach the Absolute Zero Trench, no matter what happens."
"Let me stand in front of you."
This wasn't a plea for intimacy; it sounded more like a last testament.
Qin Yu looked at this Valkyrie Captain, usually so aloof and decisive in battle.
Now, she seemed like a stubborn little girl desperate to prove her worth.
Qin Yu smiled.
He suddenly flipped over.
His formidable strength pinned Elena beneath him.
"In my territory."
Qin Yu looked down at her, his gaze intensely aggressive.
"Since when does a woman get to protect me?"
Qin Yu grabbed the wrist of her S-class mechanical arm and pinned it beside the pillow.
"Remember this."
"You're my woman."
"If the sky falls, I'll be the one holding it up first."
These words struck Elena's heavily fortified emotional defenses like a sledgehammer.
Her eyes grew hot.
All her strength, her façade, and the mercenary's coldness crumbled completely in that moment.
"Qin Yu…"
Elena no longer called him Boss.
She pressed herself against him, her body impossibly soft.
That night.
Inside the top-floor lounge of the President, an exceptionally fierce "close-quarters combat" unfolded.
Elena truly lived up to her reputation as a top-tier supermodel mercenary.
Her stamina and flexibility were astonishing.
Coupled with that S-class mechanical arm Qin Yu had exchanged for a million Plunder Value points.
It wasn't a hindrance at all.
Instead, during this late-night exertion, it unexpectedly revealed a "special function."
Qin Yu raised an eyebrow.
"Your arm has this kind of feature too?"
Elena was drenched in fragrant sweat, her golden hair plastered to her pale neck.
Biting her red lip, she looked at Qin Yu with dazed eyes.
"Boss… do you like it?"
Qin Yu drew a sharp breath.
This damn hidden feature wasn't even mentioned in the system's manual.
This foreign beauty had figured it out perfectly.
"I like it."
Qin Yu's eyes darkened.
"But."
"My stamina comes from drinking SS-class enhancement serum."
"Tonight, let's see who gives in first!"
The battle lasted a full four hours.
Until the wall clock struck four in the morning.
Elena finally collapsed limply on the bed, without even the strength to lift a finger.
The S-class mechanical arm was also in an overloaded dormant state, no longer emitting its low hum.
Qin Yu leaned against the headboard, lighting a post-battle cigarette.
On his solid chest, a few bloody scratches remained from when Elena had lost control earlier.
But thanks to his formidable physique, the wounds were healing at a visible rate.
Elena curled up in Qin Yu's embrace like a docile kitten.
Her cheek pressed against his rising and falling chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat.
"Qin Yu."
Elena's voice carried a hint of hoarseness and lethargy.
"What is it?" Qin Yu exhaled a smoke ring.
"Earlier downstairs, the girls from the Valkyrie Corps asked me to pass on a message."
Elena extended a pale finger, tracing circles on Qin Yu's chest.
"They said."
"No matter what kind of monster the System arranges for tomorrow."
"The Valkyrie Corps will not retreat half a step."
"Even if we die, we'll die on the path of the charge."
Qin Yu's hand holding the cigarette paused.
He lowered his head, looking at Elena's resolute face.
"Go back and tell those crazy girls."
Qin Yu stubbed out the cigarette butt.
Reaching out, he stroked Elena's golden hair.
"Tomorrow, no one is allowed to die."
Qin Yu's gaze gradually turned as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.
"That coward hiding in the backend, tampering with the code."
"Thinks he can stop me by creating an absolute zero and sealing conventional firepower?"
Qin Yu let out a cold laugh.
"He has no idea."
"Just how terrifying the trump card I hold in my hand right now is."
At that moment.
The holographic communicator in the restroom suddenly lit up.
Yao Qian's anxious voice came through.
"Brother-in-law! Wake up!"
"We're still a hundred nautical miles from the target sea area!"
"Radar shows the water temperature ahead is dropping rapidly!"
"The sea surface... the sea surface has started freezing over on a large scale!"
"And there's an extremely massive bio-magnetic field, rapidly approaching us from the depths of the trench!"
Qin Yu abruptly threw off the blanket and stood up from the bed.
His robust muscles gleamed with powerful luster under the light.
"Finally here."
Battle intent surged wildly in Qin Yu's eyes.
As he quickly donned his black tactical trench coat, he pressed the communicator.
"Wake everyone up!"
"All personnel, first-level combat readiness!"
"Tell Qi Chun to have the Floating Fortress ascend and stand by!"
"Received!" Yao Qian immediately responded.
On the bed, Elena also forced her sore and weak body to rise.
Without the slightest hesitation.
She directly picked up the form-fitting combat uniform beside her and slipped it on.
"Click!"
The S-class mechanical arm lit up again with a deep blue glow.
Its five fingers suddenly clenched, emitting a grating metallic sound.
One moment, she was a docile kitten in bed.
The next, she had transformed back into the Valkyrie Captain who killed without blinking.
"I'll go down to assemble the team."
Elena looked at Qin Yu, her eyes filled with fervor.
"Go."
Qin Yu fastened the last button of his trench coat.
He reached back and grasped the pitch-black, terrifyingly space-distorting [Netherworld: Death's Kiss] hanging behind him.
Within the gun's body, the energy of over fourteen thousand high-energy embryos surged wildly.
As if eager to tear everything apart.
"Let's go."
Qin Yu pushed open the hatch and strode toward the deck.
"Let's see what kind of surprise that Executive Officer has prepared for me."