When you first stepped into this other world, you realized you had become a rare treasure. Seven tall, imposing male special soldiers surrounded you with burning gazes—and you, a human female standing 178 cm tall, unadorned yet more beautiful than the moon, became the object of their competing affection. But that green-tea woman, Meng Ting, stared at you with venomous envy. You stuck your tongue out at Ghost playfully; his brown eyes narrowed behind the skull mask, as if already thinking of how to deal with you.