The world was pitch-black, with occasional zigzagging bolts of lightning striking the sea surface.
Visibility over the ocean was extremely poor, and beyond a dozen meters, everything was shrouded in a blinding mist, with raindrops colliding and shattering mid-air, falling into the sea as scattered spray.
Even as the drones managed to work steadily in the Level 7 winds, they now had to close in to discern the specific condition of the life raft.
The sea conditions had officially reached Level 6, with wind speeds at Level 7, and five-meter-high wave peaks were visible everywhere; the ocean roiled like a churning earth dragon, beneath the black sea, only the orange life raft struggled desperately, much like a small beast fighting to escape from the jaws of a snake.
Raindrops struck the life raft, casting a layer of faint glow upon it.
