This year's climate was unpredictable and erratic.
Ocean currents showed frequent anomalies, and once rain began in coastal areas, it would last at least a week.
After the rain stopped, scorching sun would hang high as if directly transitioning into summer.
In early spring, there would occasionally be periods of high temperature. The coastline scenery shifted from the desolation of winter, and crowds gradually increased.
Sunshine, beaches, bikinis.
In just half a year, it felt like a full year had cycled.
Tall, slender women played together in the shallows. When they bent over to scoop and splash water at each other, their graceful curves were fully exposed, attracting many wolf-like gazes.
Beach towels were spread out across the sand. Many lay on them, enjoying sunbathing.
Occasionally, children and dogs chased balls, their joyful laughter blending with the sound of waves.
The beach wasn't as crowded as in summer, but now it had begun to take shape.
Several young men wearing panda-print shirts walked among the crowd. They carried boxes on their backs, with faint white mist swirling around the containers.
Whenever someone waved, they would approach, then take out bottles molded with ice from their boxes, containing local specialty drinks.
Customers would take the drinks. Those who happened to have money or phones on them would pay on the spot. Those who didn't weren't required to pay immediately.
They would pay at the panda-head-shaped building when they were about to leave.
This was a sales model based on conscious trust, unique to the [Beach Project].
It was one of the distinctive sights of this beach, and there were many ways to enjoy a seaside outing.
Compared to sunbathing, beach volleyball, swimming in the shallows, and water sports, some activities were more popular among young people: diving and exploring rocky caves.
Besides sea fishing, there were some places few people visited.
One was private beaches, while the other was areas with many rocks and cliffs.
The former didn't allow outsiders, while the latter carried significant risks.
However, the world was never short of people who sought thrills, especially among the new generation's youth.
A yacht carrying over a dozen men and women recklessly sailed into the rocky area, heading towards the rocky cave known as the Devil's Cave.
In that place, hundred-meter-high cliffs rose. Viewed from above, they resembled a crescent moon, separated from the crowded beach on the other side, like two different worlds.
Simply navigating around the numerous sea rocks led here.
Below the towering cliffs was a small strip of beach. Walking about twenty meters to the right revealed several deep, dark cave openings.
The yacht laboriously made its way in and docked between two rocks.
A group of men and women disembarked from the yacht amidst laughter and chatter.
Nearly twenty people, mostly young women, each with sexy figures and good looks. Traveling together, they exuded an enviable youthful energy.
Like mermaids, they plunged into the sea, swimming towards the shallows.
Six or seven men unloaded barbecue grills and some equipment from the yacht, carefully crossing the rocks to reach the beach.
Among them, a dyed-haired youth wearing red-flowered shorts and a gold necklace walked towards the group of women, casually pulling out a black-haired woman.
"Come, let's go check out the scenery," The man said, his lips curling up, eyes filled with lustful light.
"Okay."
The pulled-out woman giggled coyly and pressed against the man's arm.
The two walked together towards the rocky cave.
The others who came along were unfazed. Once the tools were unloaded, they pried open bottle caps and started drinking.
Every man had a woman on each arm, their hands restlessly roaming over the women's delicate bodies.
Inside the rocky cave, the breathing gradually grew heavier. He liked doing unspeakable things in such environments.
Hearing the man's heavy breathing, the black-haired woman secretly puckered her lips, thinking that in a moment, her back would be scraped and bruised by the rocks again.
The rocky cave had several entrances, interconnected, some leading directly to the sea surface. When the tide rose, most of the caves would be submerged by seawater.
The dyed-haired man pulled the woman to a slightly damp, light-permeated spot. Sunlight from outside filtered through several head-sized holes, casting beams of light.
Looking at the surroundings, his innermost desires suddenly surged. Unable to endure any longer, he directly tore the strings of the woman's swimsuit.
The woman knew how to serve the dyed-haired man. Letting out a timely 'cry of distress', she added to his excitement, then was pushed onto the rock.
Her smooth back knocked against the stone, causing her intense pain. A few more cries of distress followed.
The man, however, didn't know how to be gentle with the fairer sex. His hands roughly kneaded the woman's delicate body. His breathing grew even heavier, and the air filled with the scent of hormones.
The woman's cries of distress continued uninterrupted, slowly growing louder, soon turning into panting.
The sound even drowned out the waves, carrying through the rocky cave.
In a dimly lit spot, a figure's antenna twitched slightly, hearing some sounds from outsiders.
The figure dropped something and rose from the damp ground, heading towards the direction of the sound.
Soon, the figure quietly arrived nearby. Light filtering in from outside fell upon the figure… it was the Chimera Ant Queen.
Her compound eyes reflected two intertwined, pale bodies, as if looking at high-quality food.
The dyed-haired man and the black-haired woman were lost in desire, unaware of the Queen nearby.
The youth showed a sinister smile, forcefully thrusting against the woman.
Hearing the woman's sounds, indecipherable as pain or pleasure, the youth's eyes gleamed brighter. He suddenly flipped the woman over, making her face press against the rock, continuing thrusting from behind.
Silently, the Queen approached behind the youth, raising a limb with six hooks.
Squelch.
The hooks pierced the back of the head, penetrating through with considerable force, crushing the entire throat.
The youth died without a sound, but his lower body's movements didn't stop immediately.
The woman pinned against the rock suddenly felt many warm, sticky drops splash onto her back. Puzzled, she looked back. Her pretty face instantly showed an expression of utter terror.
Her eyes widened dramatically. As her mouth barely opened, the Queen directly killed her.
In less than two seconds, the damp ground held two more bodies, blood flowing silently.
The Queen looked at the bodies on the ground, opened her mouth, and bit off a large chunk of meat.
Her chewing actions suddenly sped up, even showing signs of wolfing it down.
This kind of food... was far beyond fish, shrimp, or crabs!
The Queen used both hands, tearing apart the two bodies, constantly stuffing pieces into her mouth.
Soon, only a patch of bloodstains remained on the ground.
[Extremely delicious!]
[And highly nutritious!]
[This is the best food!]
[I need more of these creatures!]
The Queen's compound eyes gleamed with heightened desire to eat. Her antennae twitched, picking up faint sounds.
Then, she looked towards the direction of the entrance and walked slowly towards it.
[To give birth to a stronger King, I must consume more and more nutritious food.]