The core area of Paradise Island was on a hill near the forest, where an ancient Roman-style building stood. Snow-white marble pillars, illuminated by golden lights, gave the entire structure an imposing aura, as if it looked down upon the world. The ten-meter-high ceilings made the interior exceptionally spacious, imbuing it with the solemnity and sanctity of a cathedral. The floors and dome, both crafted from snow-white marble, shimmered with a golden gleam under the lights. Grand murals adorned the walls, emphasizing an ancient aesthetic. At the center lay a Round Table of distinctly sci-fi design, serving as the heart of Paradise Island's entire defense and surveillance system.
Alexei Hunter was a deeply paranoid old man; he would never entrust his safety to mercenaries who merely worked for pay. The launch of torpedoes, drones, and fighter jets—indeed, any true defensive measures—required his personal authorization before they could be activated.
