Thud, thud.
A knock at the door interrupted Qin Chuan's thoughts.
"Come in."
The door opened, and Season Star hurried inside, carrying a Tactical Terminal that looked like a tablet.
A trace of awe still lingered on her face, but she was mostly as capable and focused as a deputy should be.
"President, here's the intelligence you asked for." Season Star handed him the Tactical Terminal. "Based on what we've gathered recently and what we've traded for from other survivor outposts, we've narrowed it down to a few promising areas."
Qin Chuan took the terminal and swiped through the screen.
Rows of information and maps marked with danger ratings flashed past.
The intelligence had been compiled in remarkable detail. It covered the regions, the known monsters and estimates of their strength, and even vague rumors and speculation.
"Thanks for the effort."
Qin Chuan spoke casually, his eyes still on the screen.
"It's my duty, President."
Season Star bowed slightly and stood to one side without disturbing him.
She knew that every move the president made affected the future of all of Apex, perhaps even the future of Yan Country.
The stronger he became, the farther they could go.
But the speed at which he was growing had already passed beyond her understanding.
She still couldn't get the image of him killing a Demigod Peak Stitching Behemoth in an instant out of her mind.
Qin Chuan's gaze paused on an area marked "Extreme Danger."
``` [Coordinates: ███.███]
[Area designation: Forgotten Abyss]
[Description: Located deep within the former Pacific Plate Fracture Zone, this massive undersea Rift is suspected to have formed from the impact of Apocalypse energy. It appears bottomless and is filled with chaotic Spatial Turbulence and highly concentrated anomalous energy. Probes have repeatedly lost contact. Only one managed to transmit