Stronger with More Jobs

Chapter 685 - 292: Surprised or Not, Unexpected or Not!

"Just when we’ve found our footing, we have to leave again."

Chu Kuanglan leaned against the cold railing, gazing at the distant horizon with a hint of undetectable melancholy in his voice.

At the Arctic Front, they experienced the glory of rank change, the lively atmosphere of the veteran’s tavern, the bloody battle and revenge in Skull Ice Valley, and even that mind-altering dirty deal...

The time was short, but the memories left behind are truly unforgettable.

After listening, everyone silently watched the rolling waves, lost in their thoughts.

Jiang Wei stood quietly beside Fang Qingyu.

The tips of her crimson hair fluttered gently in the wind, and her clear red eyes reflected the boundless Ice Sea.

Fang Qingyu had his hands in the pockets of his combat uniform, feeling the vibrations as the gigantic ship plowed through the waves beneath his feet.

Just then...

"Buzz..."

The phone in his pocket gave off a sharp vibration.

Fang Qingyu frowned slightly, wondering who would call him at this time?

He took out his phone, the screen lit up, displaying the caller ID.

[Old Qin].

An old comrade from Qingjian City, one of Fang Qingyu’s earliest guides on his martial arts journey.

Ever since the earth-shattering incident during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when Fang Qingyu came to the Arctic, he had maintained contact with Old Qin, Mouse, and the others.

They would occasionally chat about recent events on the phone, reporting their safety to each other.

What reassured Fang Qingyu was that, after the life-and-death baptism of the Mid-Autumn Festival event, these people seemed to have had an epiphany, and their strength progressed rapidly.

Old Qin and Mouse were only a step away from the Profound Tier martial artists.

Old Qiao and Lv Chen had firmly stepped into the Micro Realm.

In the Qingjian City Divine Management Bureau, they were already pillars of the establishment.

Another good news was about Fang Qingyu’s important guide on the martial arts path.

Team Leader Lin had successfully broken through his bottleneck and advanced to a Martial Arts Grandmaster, becoming the second resident grandmaster of Qingjian City.

When Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei heard the news, they immediately sent their heartfelt congratulations.

At this moment, why would Old Qin call suddenly?

Fang Qingyu, puzzled, swiped the screen to answer.

"Hello? Old Qin?"

"Hey! Qingzi!"

The familiar loud voice of Qin Hui came from the other end, with a slightly noisy background, "Where are you now?"

Fang Qingyu glanced at the surrounding rolling ice sea and replied off-handedly, "On a ship."

"On a ship?"

Qin Hui’s voice noticeably rose a pitch, filled with incredulous delight, "What the hell! What a coincidence?! We’re on a ship too!"

"Hmm?" Fang Qingyu was taken aback, unable to react for a moment, "What ship?"

"This one! The Ark of Hope! The one that sailed out from Glazed Light City!"

Qin Hui’s voice was excited.

Fang Qingyu’s hand holding the communicator paused slightly, his pupils instantly contracted.

An incredibly absurd feeling surged in his heart.

He suddenly turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd on the deck behind him.

Just as he turned...

"Hahaha! So, Qingzi! Surprised or not? Unexpected, right?!"

A youthful voice thick with teasing, full of laughter, rang out just a few steps behind Fang Qingyu!

Fang Qingyu followed the voice, only to see Chu Kuanglan and the others smiling with strange expressions, Jiang Wei’s clear red eyes holding a touch of understanding.

Behind them.

Four figures were striding over from the direction of the deck stairway.

All of them wore bright and radiant smiles of reunion.

The burly and resolute-looking middle-aged man at the front was none other than Old Qin.

Next to him was an aged-peer, Old Qiao.

A bit behind was Lv Chen, in his thirties, with sharp eyes.

And the one who had just laughed, was Qi Hao, around the same age as Fang Qingyu.

All four were dressed in combat casual wear suitable for mobility, dusty but with eyes full of vigor.

Fang Qingyu gazed at these four all-too-familiar faces, now appearing on this vessel bound for the Land of Chaos.

Even with his composure.

The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch a few times.

"You guys...." Fang Qingyu took a deep breath, as if to suppress the immense sense of absurdity, finally blurting out a remark laden with helplessness and a hint of amusement, "This is too damn surprising..."

After the brief shock and the noise of reunion subsided.

Fang Qingyu led Qin Hui and the others to a relatively secluded corner at the bow of the ship.

Avoiding the howling sea wind.

Wei Banmeng and the others followed along as well.

"Stop, stop! No reminiscing for now!"

Fang Qingyu raised his hand to stop Qi Hao from coming in for a shoulder-to-shoulder hug, his gaze sharp as he swept over Qin Hui and the others, speaking with a serious tone, "Why are you guys on this ship?! Don’t tell me you’re here for a vacation."

This was too bizarre.

Formerly familiar faces from Qingjian City who followed him, suddenly they were all heading to the Arctic.

And coincidentally on the same ship?

Qin Hui, under Fang Qingyu’s intense gaze, felt a bit uneasy, scratching his short-cropped head with an innocent and confused expression, "Qingzi, don’t look at me like that, I really don’t know!"

"Yeah, Qingzi!"

Qi Hao also dropped his joking demeanor, spreading his hands, "We’re just as confused! Just a few days ago, someone from above contacted us, all mysterious-like, saying you needed people on your side to help, and asked if we were willing to come."

"When we heard it was you needing help, did we need to think? Of course, we agreed right away! Packed up our things and came over! As for doing what, and helping with what exactly, not a single extra word from above! Seriously!"

Old Qiao and Lv Chen nodded vigorously, confirming the situation.

"From above? Who above?"

Fang Qingyu frowned deeply.

Whoever could mobilize core members like Qin Hui from Qingjian City, and precisely track his movements...

The answer was almost self-evident.

It was Old Master Hong again.

What kind of grand scheme is that old man plotting ultimately?