At the bottom of the water, on a sleek, high-tech miniature submarine, Li Changzhou clung to its bottom like a fish.

After waiting for a long time, no one entered the submarine.

With Yang Qinglan and Chang'e around, Li Changzhou didn't think anything unexpected would happen, and the system didn't notify him that the mission had failed.

So why did Hamburg abandon the use of submarines?

As long as they are alive, whether seriously injured or unconscious, using a submarine for rapid transfer is the best option.

Li Changzhou pondered for a while, and during that time he guessed the correct answer, but he couldn't be sure, as it was all just his guess.

He left the submarine and tried to get back onto the ferry.

However, security personnel were constantly moving around on the deck, patrolling the surroundings and guarding the ship's side like a city wall, prohibiting anyone from going ashore.

The use of ferries, submarines, and the deployment of guards to watch the ship's sides are all commendable actions. The enemy must find them troublesome, because even Li Changzhou found them troublesome.

It was as slippery as a fish that had been smeared with oil.

Would a normal person prepare so many escape routes for themselves?

He returned to the vicinity of the miniature submarine, which clung to the bottom of the ferry like a magnet.

There should be something like an airtight compartment in a lunar base between the ferry and the submarine, allowing people on the ferry to board the submarine directly while ensuring that it doesn't get flooded.

The submarine is only the size of a supercar, with a round glass dome, and doesn't look like it's for evacuation, but rather for underwater sightseeing.

Damn rich people.

Li Changzhou closed his eyes to rest in the water, while trying to regain his ability to breathe underwater.

On the ferry.

Chang'e lowered her head and smelled her collarbone.

"Don't worry, you smell wonderful, like osmanthus," Yang Qinglan comforted her.

"You smell very good too," Chang'e replied.

"It's a bit in the way."

"The problem is the seawater. Without it, the girl wouldn't notice the fragrance, and she herself smells very good."

The two walked on the deck as if it were their own, occasionally stopping at the same time to watch a security guard walk past them.

Sometimes they would open a door as if they were going there anyway, and then come out again as if nothing had happened after the security personnel at the door left.

It looks a lot like a scene from Nicholas Tse's "Next."

They not only kept an eye on the sea to prevent enemy players from sneaking onto the ferry, but also on the security personnel.

Forced to remain on an island-like ferry, surrounded by a "large army," and constantly threatened with being shot or drowned at any moment, coupled with the enemy's attempts to persuade them to surrender, these people were very likely to rebel.

“He’s more loyal than I imagined,” Yang Qinglan said.

“Beautiful women always have many protectors. That girl is so beautiful that even if a man is killed by her own hand, he will still be willing to risk his life for her as long as he smiles at her.” Chang’e seemed to be talking about herself.

All the security personnel I encountered along the way had resolute expressions, without the slightest wavering.

After checking everything, the two returned to the room where the mission target was located.

"...Young Miss, we still can't get in touch with Lady Maki," said the female bodyguard named Shizuru.

"Being unable to contact her is the most important signal." Kujo Miki leaned back on the sofa with her eyes closed, looking like Sleeping Beauty if her lips didn't move.

She spoke calmly, as if to herself or to Shizuru, saying, "The Kobe Group should be mobilized, and the British will also send people over. Pass this message down."

Shizuru didn't answer, but simply nodded and retreated as quietly as possible.

Just as she was about to leave, the security captain came over.

The security captain was also a woman, but unlike the well-proportioned Shizuru, she was very burly.

The two exchanged glances, and the security captain whispered, "A motorboat is approaching; it doesn't look like a cruise ship. Please inform the young lady about this."

"No need." Kujo Miki came out.

Shizuru and the security captain both lowered their heads.

"Take me to see it."

The three went up to the deck, and the security captain gave Kujo Miki a brand new pair of binoculars.

Kujo Miki pointed the binoculars at her, and the scene in the distance was suddenly brought to her eyes.

A dozen or so motorboats cleaved through the waves, like a pack of sharks, heading towards the direction of the cruise ship.

The motorboats appeared to be divided into two groups, attacking each other, with the muzzle flashes of submachine guns almost frozen in place as they fired fiercely.

"Young Miss, it seems to be two groups." Shizuru also noticed the situation. "Could it be the Kobe Group?"

Kujo Miki narrowed her eyes, her expression cold and serene like a beautiful serpent.

"Set sail." Those two words came out of her mouth.

"Are we meeting up with the motorboats?" the security captain asked.

“Go to England.” Miki Kujo raised her binoculars again. “The helicopter will fire, but ignore it. Even if the ship sinks, keep going.”

"Yes, sir!" The security captain went down.

Shizuru stood beside Kujo Miki, watching their surroundings warily like an owl.

"Huh?"

She quickly looked at Kujo Miki: "Young Miss?"

"Are there really genetic warriors?" Kujo Miki murmured.

She saw the driver jump off the speedboat before it exploded, running wildly across the water towards the enemy who was shooting at him.

"Huh?" Upon looking again, Kujo Miki realized that the person was gone.

at the same time.

Player 'Domata' has been eliminated.

When Kujo Miki said that short people were genetic warriors, she was just making it up casually, but this time, she was skeptical.

Can a normal person walk on seawater? The other side is still firing submachine guns!

A player who embarked on the Heavenly Path, reached its end, and was very likely to have merged with the Heavenly Position, possessing endless lifespan and infinite power, died just like that.

It was because when the motorboat exploded, he subconsciously waded through the water a few steps.

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