An airplane marked with the insignia of Yanhuang Country sped across the ocean below and finally landed on one of the many large and small islands scattered across the sea.
The receivers had already arrived ahead of time, their faces a mix of anxiety and anticipation as they watched the approaching airplane.
Before the airplane had even come to a complete stop, Chang Jinze and Ji Huai had already disembarked.
"What's the situation now?" Chang Jinze asked, his tone somewhat accusatory.
His expression was far from pleasant.
After the arrival of the B-level instance, the Special Affairs Group had immediately contacted the Indonesian authorities. However, these foolish fellows had utterly failed to grasp the situation.
They claimed, "Our own strength is sufficient to handle the instance that has descended; we need no outside help," yet within two hours, out of desperation, they found themselves pleading for help from Yanhuang Country.
