Corvette control room.

Yun Jiaojiao was dumbfounded in the face of a large row of operation panels.

Judging from the seats placed alone, it is not possible for one person to control this huge warship.

"What is this for?"

She casually pressed a red button on it, and a loud horn siren sounded to startle her, and she quickly pressed it again.

Subsequently, I tried various buttons, but all of them were in the clouds.