"Alas, what's coming will come." Zheng Qiuyi let out a long sigh, walked over to the sofa in the living room, and sat down. She picked up the remote and turned on the TV, but her gaze was unfocused.
She knew all too well that this deviant beast crisis wouldn't be easy to quell.
The news hadn't had time to report anything yet, and the screen was still showing its usual programs. All she could do was silently pray that everything would return to normal as soon as possible.
Out on the sea, the sun shone brightly beneath a cloudless sky, and the endless expanse of water was as blue as a sapphire.
A breeze rippled across the waves, turning them into whitecaps that surged toward the shore in staggered lines and crashed against the reefs with a rushing roar.
The Patrol Ship carrying Liu Jialin and her group left the harbor and sped toward the waters where a battle had broken out not long ago.
The ship rose and fell on the waves. Salty sea air rushed into their faces, carrying a faint fishy smell.
Liu Jialin and Zhang Xiao stood side by side on deck, holding the cold railing as they gazed at the deep-blue sea in the distance and chatted.
"Captain, what do you think those deviant beasts are up to?" Zhang Xiao asked, looking out at the water, her voice full of confusion.
"According to the patrol team's report, they just exchanged a few blows before running off. It doesn't look like they're planning to attack the fishing grounds."
Liu Jialin's gaze was deep as she said slowly, "Based on the intelligence we have, these deviant beasts are most likely scouts. Their goal is to investigate our defenses and strength."
"Scouts?" Zhang Xiao was taken aback,