My Notoriety Spreads Throughout the World

Chapter 223: Before the Storm Arrives


3 PM, Dream of the Ocean Cruise.

——'Her broken body will transform into the descent of the Siren King, awakening the enraged ocean. At that time, the torrential rain will destroy everything on the island, the tides will engulf everything, and all life on the island will be buried beneath the sea.'

The recording of the variety show echoed in the VIP cabin corridor.

A girl with wavy tan-brown long hair tiptoed forward. The transparent glass walkway outside was the sea, the calm surface showing a deep gray, rolling away in layers with the wind, the island's sky was filled with dark clouds, with lightning flashing frequently, a storm could arrive at any moment.

Strangely, in the sea area near the cruise ship, about a mile away from the island, the sky was unusually clear, a pristine blue without a hint of clouds, as if the entire shadow of the sea was covering that island above.

The girl was barefoot, walking silently, her soles covered in a layer of gray, like a cat. The cleaner who met her greeted her:

"Good afternoon, Miss Tao."

Tao Shier nodded, wrapped in a long bath towel, her delicate skin covered in a moist mist. As she walked, she wrung out her damp wavy long hair with the bath towel, her clear eyes full of concern, walking briskly.

She had just finished a sauna not long ago, enjoyed a supreme customer massage service, was applying a facial mask and soaking in a hot spring, while catching up on a soap opera. What ought to have been a perfectly pleasant afternoon was disrupted by a phone call from hundreds of kilometers away.

"Amy has lost contact."

In front of her in the screen, Everme's voice came through.

"Something unexpected must have happened, I don't know the current situation on the island."

Tao Shier's fingertips tapped randomly on the screen, changing the communication picture. Everme also saw the scene above the distant island where sunlight couldn't penetrate the thick clouds, and the sea area within hundreds of meters of the island appeared dead gray.

"An hour ago, the weather on the island was still as good as here, but after I finished soaking in the hot spring, it changed." Tao Shier said.

"Has the Siren Miracle already been triggered?" Everme realized something.

As a member of the Withered Flower family, Everme knew very well that the Griffith line guarding the island's Siren Miracle was because the miracle's Power could bring "prosperity." Under such "prosperity," the family business flourished, even the unluckiest member in the family investing in a dying industry had a good chance of gaining considerable wealth.

But once the miracle was triggered, this blessing would instantly turn into a curse, all previous "prosperity" would reverse into a "decline" backlash, potentially inflicting heavy damage on the Withered Flower family.

"I wouldn't be surprised if all communications on the island have been cut off. I told Amy to transmit encrypted updates to me every three hours; it's been five hours since her last encrypted file was sent."

During the conversation, Tao Shier had reached the VIP cabin deck, which was very quiet at three in the afternoon. Only the girl was on the hundreds of square meters VIP level as a passenger, or rather, all the ship's staff were specially serving her; she was the largest investor in this cruise ship, and twenty percent of the cruise company's annual profit went into Tao Shier's pocket.

If she wished, she could command the cruise ship beneath her like a queen conquering the sea, making all aboard accompany her anywhere across the sea, even as far as the Wastelands thousands of nautical miles away.

One must know the highest order given to the ship's crew on this level is to do whatever it takes to serve the girl, even if she beckons with a finger, they must crawl over like cattle and horses.

Offending her is equivalent to offending Life Daylight's United Bank; the entire cruise company would be shunned by the capital world, facing a catastrophe indeed.

Tao Shier leaned against the railing, looking through binoculars into the distance, water droplets fell from her wet hair, which she flicked to her shoulder.

Seawater and sky merged in the distance, the whole island submerged in gray fog, her sight couldn't penetrate this layer of gray mist, isolated by some force; after staring for a while, her eyes started aching, forcing her to look away.

She thought, is this the Power of the miracle?

"By the way, Everme, don't you find it peculiar?"

"Why does the screenwriter of the 'Paranormal Explorer' show seem to know this miracle for real, the description of the Siren Miracle is almost exactly like reality, whether it is the background story or the trigger conditions." Tao Shier said.

Everme: "Perhaps it's some kind of coincidence, but I suspect someone deliberately submitted information about the Siren Miracle to this screenwriter's email, and it just happened to be adopted."

"I also don't know what the situation on the island is like now." Tao Shier said casually, thinking of something.

"The miracle was triggered a whole day faster than we anticipated; this deviation is way too big, such a thing never happened before."

With no response for quite a while, Tao Shier looked up, seeing Everme muttering absent-mindedly: "Knowledge is Power..."

Tao Shier suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility, her face instantly turning pale:

"This is not looking good."

So, she turned around hurriedly, not caring how many people might hear her, shouting toward the cabin:

"Everyone pick up your weapons and prepare to land on the island!"

Among the ship's personnel were members of Dawn Office, who had never seen the girl so panicked, exchanging glances with each other.

...

Three hundred meters off the island, a small boat was breaking through the waves heading far ahead, the violently surging water crashing against the small boat, the splashing waves like sharp swords piercing the sky. Fine streaks of lightning struck the island, they saw a palm tree on the shore catch fire, the blaze illuminating the rocks by the shore and the pale outline of the coastline.

The rumbling of thunder rolled down from the sky, rain started to fall, fully armed mercenaries stood up, took off their gear bag, and checked the ammunition in their automatic rifles. The VKG automatic rifle, produced by Cosmic Heavy Industries twenty years ago, was infamous worldwide.

Not for nothing, just because its simple structure, reliability ranked top, extremely low manufacturing cost, and adaptability to all types of ammunition, almost any organization of scale could set up production lines and mass-produce it, so this rifle, after several generations of refinement, became the killing weapon in terrorists' hands.

Countless poor people and children in wars became victims under this gun, the work of the genius firearm designer became a nightmare in his later years, no one mourned him on the day of the funeral, those who hated him overturned his tomb.

The ocean waves became overwhelmingly violent under the storm's rampage, pushing the small boat towards the shore, soon the small boat approached the island within a hundred meters, thick white mist obscuring their vision, the steering boatman was thin and wan, his body trembled under the threat of gun barrels.

The small boat landed, several steps down the shore covered in green vegetation, shrubs growing wildly, the leader named Lone Wolf raised his fist toward the sky, his teammates lined up, armed and alert to the surroundings.

The order received by this squad was only one

——Slaughter everyone on the island.

The black muzzle pointed at the boatman's forehead, the old man nearly pleaded: "I've brought you here, can you let me go back? I'm just an old guy..."

A muffled snort came from under the tactical mask, White Snake's fingertip rested on the trigger, Lone Wolf stepped forward to stop her, shaking his head.

White Snake understood and nodded, lowering the muzzle.

Just as the flicker of hope ignited in the old man's eyes, a Wolf Fang Dagger stabbed into his neck, swiftly ending his life.

White Snake pulled out the dagger, the tactical mask reflecting the fallen boatman, whose hope dimmed till the end, fantasizing about returning to the island and reuniting with his wife and daughter, she turned away without a trace of pity, following her teammates deeper into the island.

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