The Dilemma of Advancing or Retreating

Alvin stood in the cockpit, holding Ginny as he watched the latest intelligence Stark sent from ahead.

A gigantic cruise ship sat stranded at sea, surrounded by a mass of megalodons that seemed to be waiting for dinner.

People on the yacht's top deck were crying out in despair. A middle-aged man, apparently having suffered a breakdown, screamed as he leaped from the deck, dozens of meters above the water.

Unfortunately, before Stark could fly over to rescue the poor man, a curious megalodon took a bite out of him.

The unlucky man, now missing his lower half, sank into the sea without even letting out a scream.

Furious, Stark flew around the spot where the man had sunk and fired several Micro-Missiles in a fit of rage, killing the curious megalodon. Then he flew straight up to the edge of the deck and desperately tried to calm the tourists, who had already lost it.

"Begging," "cursing," "ordering," and "blaming"—all of it swirled around Stark in that moment. The tourists who hadn't stayed in their rooms and had been driven onto the deck by the terrifying tentacles let every kind of human emotion show at once.

A sharp-dressed executive was perched on the deck railing, acting as if he were about to jump. When he saw Stark notice him, the man, desperate to survive, leaped out, certain that Stark would catch him.

Stark didn't disappoint. The moment the executive hit the water, he grabbed him.

As the executive clung tightly to Stark and shouted for him to help him escape the terrifying cruise ship, Stark gritted his teeth and put him back on the deck.

Watching the executive, newly returned to the deck, angrily berate Stark and try to get the people around him to pressure Stark too, Alvin shook