It was noon in the city of Zirconia when a bulletproof car slowly made its way into the base of the Border Control Force.

Avery sat in the car and curiously looked out at the scenery outside the window.

There were no colossal skyscrapers here. They were far from the hustle and bustle of the city.

The only things here were the pristine beauty of nature and the soldiers that defended the country.

"Miss Tate, we're far away from the city. The environment's a little rough, so you might have a tough time the next couple of days," said the director of the logistics department, Sean Tennant.

"It's no trouble at all. It's our company's honor that you chose our products."

Sean laughed and said, "We compared several of the drones produced by local companies, and your company's products turned out to be the best in the end. Our deputy director, Mr. Lowe, demanded that we use your drones!"

Avery felt slightly embarrassed as she said, "It's always been our goal to produce the best products."