Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Tang Ziyi's lips twitched at Ling Qingyu's outcry. What a fuss! Daily practice for the guards and she just upgraded to another tier.

If Ling Qingyu heard Tang Ziyi considering the training she just saw now as a mere upgrade, she would have full courage to punch Tang Ziyi in her face. Or even hung Tang Ziyi in the air and shook her brain out.

The only reason she was able to hold her emotion in was the knowledge that her guards were using practice simulated rounds, producing realistic effects and deafening sound while reducing the penetration power from a harming level.

In fact, anyone in the place of Ling Qingyu, would find the training before her outrageous. Too outrageous might be an understatement.

While both were conversing on strengthening topics, the guards finished drilling the usage of shield formation and began room-clearing drills with shields at the forefront. As soon as the team made entry, they were met with heavy fire through the threshold.

Literally, bullets flying toward the team. The forefront member of the team felt the greatest pressure. Her hands quivered from the rounds impacting the shield.

The rest of the team stayed exactly behind, away from the trails of bullets. She relayed the description of the target to her team members behind of what she saw through the tiny glass area.

A member behind peaked a little, stretching her rifle out to aim the target, displaying only a portion of the helmet and the barrel on the side of the shield. Not even wasting a second, a burst of fire spewed out of the muzzle and the incoming fire disappeared.

From above, Tang Ziyi nodded in satisfaction, seeing the guards' reaction she trained. On the other hand, Ling Qingyu was at a loss for words.

Although the bullets used were simulated training rounds, depicting very close to realities through Athena's and Tang Ziyi's innovation, shooting against each other shut down Ling Qingyu's brain.

Well, not shooting against each other but the situation was similar. Some practice targets were equipped with firearms and moved around on wheels. They were the culprits shooting around.

These were autonomous robots which made Ling Qingyu speechless—if not for Athena's reliance on her, Skynet terror was very close. She didn't know if her subordinates were aware of her high-tier technology, more advanced and sophisticated than the whole world.

Perhaps, ignorance was a gift. And Athena had designed them to not appear futuristic and suit the timeline's aesthetic. So, this might be the reason these robots didn't bring too much surprise.

Once the appropriate targets were shot, the machine spewing out fire died down, signaling the threat was neutralized.

Ling Qingyu could see clearly the guards' teamwork, trust, and discipline. Their instinctive reaction toward suppressive fire impressed her. Upon finding a threat, information was relayed quickly and processed, without needing much decision from the leadership position, every member knew what their tasks were.

The whole process didn't take more than a second, the target was downed. Room after room, there wasn't a mess. Even if the team encountered an ambush, set up by someone above, they reacted appropriately.

Frankly, Ling Qingyu had never seen such a similar exercise, allowing a realistic battle apart from Russian. But they still used balloons as targets while the 'enemy' shot at them specifically at an area designated a little away from the team. Everyone was specifically told to prevent fratricide and injuries.

Even many countries used airsoft for the simulated exercise. The downside was they were nowhere near real-live fire exchange.

Instead, her subordinates were experiencing the precious lessons and familiarity of a real gunfight. These were only because of Tang Ziyi and Athena.

Of course, Ling Qingyu's existence was also the reason.

"The projectile fired out of the barrel seemed hard when you touch them but it's actually very brittle. Upon particular impact, it collapses. So you don't need to worry about injuries." Tang Ziyi said to answer Ling Qingyu's curiosity.

"Although the impact is more painful than the airsoft matches, remember everyone is wearing protective gears; so, the feeling remains the same, if not a little bit more."

The same? Ling Qingyu smiled wryly. Even after wearing protective clothing, the pain was similar to or more than those in airsoft and paintball matches, what if there weren't any protections.

Maybe people might cry Mom and Dad and faint. Ling Qingyu shook her head, amused, thinking of her guards swearing out unbearable words, forgetting themselves as pretty women.

"I never thought the exercises can be so intense." Someone said with a sigh, interrupting Ling Qingyu's inner thought. "As expected why none of my elite members are comparable with yours."

The rattle coming from gunfire in the cleanhouse prevented Ling Qingyu from noticing another person had come in. Ling Qingyu stopped watching the training and turned her head.

She saw Yang Qingyue, within arm's reach close to her. Yang Qingyue folded her arms as she commented. Ling Qingyu's mind forgot about everything and only Yang Qingyue's figure remained in her eyes.

The policewoman she always desired, was wearing a high-ranking uniform. A blue shirt, a white braided cord on the left shoulder, and a dark blue skirt with high heels underneath. She must have been to the ceremonial event today.

The exhaustion from being forced around this morning by Tang Ziyi dissipated after seeing Yang Qingyue's presence. Ling Qingyu felt deeply healed. The yearning and lost desire from the night reignited. She wanted to hold Sister Yang in her arms and pamper her. Just when she was about to reach over, a cough shattered her impulse.

When she glanced over, Cai Ning was covering her mouth with a fist. Surely, someone was the culprit. Su Ruomei was also around but her focus was on the training underneath like Yang Qingyue.

Seeing her sneaky act being found out, Ling Qingyu was also embarrassed. But who made her have a skin as thick as a city wall? Ling Qingyu regained her strong elegance and nodded toward Cai Ning.

Afterward, Ling Qingyu patted Yang Qingyue's back, not even withdrawing her hand. "Well, what have you been up to these days?"

Cai Ning, observing on the sideline, had her lips twitched. Her suspicion had come true. Based on Ling Qingyu's courage and Yang Qingyue's momentarily daze occasionally during work, Cai Ning appeared to have discovered the truth and gasped inwardly.

Her eyes wandered between the two graceful women and sighed, mourning for the men who were still single. Although the sight was beautiful, if the news spread, many men striving to gain the attraction of Ling Qingyu and Yang Qingyue might collapse psychologically.

Tang Ziyi ignored what was going on around her and continued watching. Ling Qingyu's cheeky behavior hadn't gone unnoticed. This was nothing compared to the earlier morning's shameful event.

Once you have tasted the fruit, anyone will be reluctant to part ways. Ling Qingyu had experienced the charming night, despite being led around by Yang Qingyue and feeling embarrassed; how could she not think about love every day.

"Doing fine, meeting a lot of people which I hated." Yang Qingyue murmured.

"Hmm." Ling Qingyu uttered.

The two's interaction appeared estranged yet incredibly close. Both had a lot to say and didn't know where to start. A heartwarming silence brewed if one ignored Cai Ning, whose face was full of complaints—who was it, promising to never separate from her during childhood.

She snorted inwardly. Hmph!