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Chapter 371 The unspoken rules of the front lines have disappeared, let's build our own city!?

Chapter 371 The unspoken rules of the front lines disappear, let's build our own city!?
2025 11 Month 5 Day.

Fang Qingyu, who had disappeared for two months on the Arctic front, has returned.

That's what people say.

Even though people did not see Fang Qingyu on the Arctic front.

But a video.

It has already spread throughout the entire Federation's circle of extraordinary individuals.

Even ordinary people with a little bit of online influence can see it.

On the deck, the biting wind whipped against my skin.

Fang Qingyu stood on the edge of the ship's gunwale, with a dense crowd of people behind him.

"buzz"

A slight vibration was felt.

Fang Qingyu's phone was isolated after leaving the dome of the City of Injustice.

They have finally reconnected to the network on the Arctic front.

The moment the signal was restored.

The information flow surged in like a flood.

He tapped the screen.

"Breaking News! A Miracle Has Occurred in the Arctic! Stars Have Fallen from the Sky!"

"An extraordinary arrival? Confirmed video goes viral online! Official silence!"

In-depth analysis: Is 'Thor' Fang Qingyu suspected of possessing divine power?

"Ordinary people's panic vs. the numbness of those in the know: Is the world changing?"

Experts interpret the video as having a 99.9% probability of being special effects, urging the public to view it rationally!

Now, regardless of the superhuman circle.

It's still a circle of ordinary people.

Most of the trending topics are related to this video.

Those video clips were taken by countless people from different angles and with varying clarity.

It replicates and spreads wildly in every corner of the network like a virus.

Without exception, the images were all captured in the same way.

The dark Arctic night sky was illuminated by endless starlight. Countless stars, like the wrath of the gods, completely engulfed a hundred-meter-tall blasphemous statue pieced together from countless twisted human figures.

Below the video, the battle in the comments section has already reached a fever pitch.

"Holy crap! This is special effects?! Tell me, how much money did the special effects company have to spend?!"

"Are you still being stubborn upstairs? Didn't you see the official media all playing dead? If this were fake, they would have debunked it eight hundred times already!"

"So...we've been living in The Truman Show all along? The superhumans are real? The gods are real too?!"

"Waaaaah, I'm scared. Is the world going to end? What about those monsters?"

"A worker's life is still a life, and I haven't finished paying off my mortgage yet. Who cares about being extraordinary or not, my boss is still docking my attendance bonus today!"

This phenomenon signifies the boundary between ordinary people and the extraordinary.
The federal government has begun to gradually open up the internet.

Furthermore, no official figure has come forward to refute or confirm this phenomenon.

In summary, this is the current reality of the Federation.

They split into two groups.

Some people who pay close attention to the internet are now almost certain of the existence of supernatural phenomena.

The other group consists of people who are still struggling to make a living.

They were not affected in any way.

We'll continue to live our lives as usual.

"Tsk, what a commotion!"

Chu Kuanglan had somehow walked up to Fang Qingyu's side, his burly body leaning against the cold ship's railing, his bulging muscles making his combat uniform bulge.

A rare hint of melancholy crossed his rugged face.

"Is the Federation preparing to overturn the table and lay its cards on the table?"

Fang Qingyu shifted his gaze from the screen to the cold seawater breaking through the bow of the ship, his voice calm and even: "A blockade always has its limits. When the scope of the impact exceeds a certain limit, when tens of thousands of people witness it firsthand, the truth will eventually come out."

"The Federation is now gradually increasing its acceptance among ordinary people."

"What a great era!"

Chu Kuanglan tilted his head back and took a deep breath of the salty and icy Arctic air.

“When I was a child, I heard my father say that every so often, the sky above us would crack open and some deadly things would fall down. But I never thought that this time, our generation would be the ones to experience it.”

"The Great World?" Qi Hao, who had just walked over, happened to hear the last sentence, and his lips twitched slightly.

"No matter how you look at it, it sounds more like the apocalypse."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "If it were the apocalypse, do you think we could still be here enjoying the sea breeze? It's because every time it arrives, there are human heroes who stand up to sweep away those gods and demons that it's called a great world."

Qi Hao pondered, "So, in the past, there was always a tall guy carrying the weight?"

"That was true before, but now it depends on our bureau chief and Old Master Hong and their ilk."

Speaking of the bureau chief, Fang Qingyu suddenly became a little curious.

Chu Kuanglan here is naturally referring to the current strongest person in the Federation, Director Zong of the Divine Management Bureau.

However, Fang Qingyu was in the capital, or in Yuan, or on the Arctic front.

I've never seen this person before.

I wonder where this bureau chief is now?
Chu Kuanglan and his group, and even Su Wanqing and Lin Yu who had just walked over.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this question.

They immediately shook their heads.

"The Director-General?" Chu Kuanglan scratched his head, looking bewildered. "I don't know. Let alone seeing him, when was the last time he made a public appearance? Ten years ago? Or fifteen years ago? Nobody knows."

Fang Qingyu listened thoughtfully.

He then fell silent.

The giant ship broke through the solid ice.

The noise on the deck gradually subsided.

All that remained was the deep rumble of the engine and the crunching sound of the ice being crushed.

but.

This brief period of calm during the voyage.

The next morning, it was disrupted by an unexpected news report.

The top news stories on the Arctic APP.

"【Emergency Battle Report from the Arctic Front】: At 3:17 AM Federal Time on November 6th, the Ghost Tide, codenamed Ice Claw, erupted approximately 120 kilometers west of Raging Tide Fortress on the Arctic Great Wall defense line. Intensity assessment: Level A (High Risk). The 3rd Mobile Brigade, 7th Defense Regiment, and supporting units of the 'Frostwolf' Legion, totaling 4,321 soldiers, stationed in the area, lost contact with command for over twelve hours while carrying out blocking and delaying missions. This has been confirmed by high-altitude reconnaissance and residual wave analysis."

"The aforementioned combat units have all lost contact and are deemed completely annihilated. Aura-level life-destroying energy fluctuations have been detected in the wreckage area. This is the largest single-unit casualty count in the Arctic Great Wall defense line in nearly three years. The defense line pressure assessment level has been raised to Crimson. Again, the defense line pressure assessment level has been raised to Crimson. All resting and reserve forces are requested to prepare for emergency mobilization. May their souls rest in peace."

On the deck, in the cabins, in the restaurant.
All those heading to the Arctic front.

Whether they were seasoned veterans or hopeful newcomers, their expressions froze.

Four thousand three hundred and twenty-one people.

Just looking at it, it doesn't seem like much.

But if the suffix after this number is "superhuman".

That would be terrifying.

Because the current speed at which humans cultivate superhumans is absolutely not as fast as the arrival of the Fate Demon.

After all, the existence of the extraordinary has not yet been made public to the general public.

In contrast, an average city in the Federation might only have a few thousand superhumans.

That is, those who have entered the first tier.

This battle was equivalent to the complete annihilation of all the superhumans in a city.

So that's the calculation.

That tells you how shocking and regrettable this news is.

"Grass."

Chu Kuanglan slammed his fist hard against the bulkhead beside him, producing a dull thud.

Qi Hao and the others looked solemn.

To be completely annihilated on such a battlefield means
Even if all the members of the Azure Dragon Gang went up together right now, their fate probably wouldn't be much better than theirs.

At most, only top combatants like Fang Qingyu will survive.

Fang Qingyu stood at the front of the crowd.

His face was expressionless.

Only in the depths of those eyes, which held the power of a swirling galaxy, did a hint of confusion flicker.

With Old Man Hong in charge at the front line.

How could such heavy casualties be allowed to occur?

Fang Qingyu quietly looked at the detailed battle report text and several blurry but shocking aerial views of the battlefield on his phone.

Vast expanses of ice fields stained dark brown, and enormous, chilling claw marks.

Only then did I understand.
It turns out that a high-ranking member of the Fate Demon faction has made a move.

This is a blatant violation of the rules.

At the start of the Arctic front battle.

Humans and the spirits of fate have tacitly agreed to an unspoken rule.

That is, higher-level forces cannot take the initiative to attack armies of lower-level forces.

Unless the army launches its own attack.

This applies to both sides.

This is to prevent them from relentlessly killing each other's offspring.

After all, for higher-level beings, lower-level beings are just a matter of waving their hands.

But this time.

The ghost of fate broke the rules on its own initiative.

So, what does it mean for the federal government to release this news?
Actually, they wanted the extraordinary individuals to know.

This rule has become obsolete on the Arctic front!
The ship is still at sea.

It's still a three-day voyage to the port on the Arctic front.

"Brother Yu."

Liu San squeezed through the silent and oppressive crowd and walked to Fang Qingyu's side. His voice was hoarse, and his face showed the exhaustion of staying up all night and the deeper anxiety he felt at that moment.

"The brothers have all seen the news. Morale is a bit low. What are we going to do after we get to the Arctic?"

He hesitated, his gaze sweeping across the deck.

The ship's side was crowded with figures.

Fang Qingyu understood what he meant.

For them right now.

There is an issue that is even more pressing than the Arctic front.

That is, how to settle the more than 10,000 people who followed them out of the city of injustice?

Originally, the entire Green Dragon Gang, including all its members, only had about two thousand people leaving the City of Injustice.

But when it was time to board the ship, tens of thousands of people flooded into the entire port.

Even after screening and verification, they still collected a total of 8,000 people before stopping.

When there were only two thousand people, Fang Qingyu planned to use Liuli Guangcheng as the headquarters of the Qinglong Gang.

Although two thousand people is a lot, given his relationship with Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying probably won't say anything.

But these tens of thousands of people.
That's really too much.

This is no longer a matter of squeezing in.

This is tantamount to stuffing a medium-sized militarized group into the Arctic front out of thin air.

No existing human city has such redundant carrying capacity, whether in terms of physical space, resource supply, management and coordination, or balance of power.

Liuli City is the foundation of the Jiang family, where interpersonal relationships are important, but the pressure is too great.

Other cities would certainly not welcome such a large and complex outside force.

Therefore, this is definitely not something that a single city belonging to another power can accommodate.

Hope Ark, top floor, suite number one.

Outside the huge porthole was a leaden-gray sky and churning, dark blue sea.

Fang Qingyu's team, Su Wanqing, Lin Yu, and Lao Qin, representing the Qingjian City team
All the core decision-makers who followed Fang Qingyu were here.

Wei Banmeng pulled up a map of the Arctic front and pointed to the location representing the port of Liuliguang City.

"We'll be docked in three days. Where will our group of over ten thousand people find shelter?"

Her gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on Fang Qingyu.

The room fell into silence.

After a long while, Lu Jiuyuan finally broke the deadlock.
“Let’s divide our forces.” His voice was calm and clear: “We can’t put all our eggs in one basket. Our people can be divided into several groups. The elite combat units, such as the assault team led by Lao Chu, the intelligence team led by Banmeng, and Sister Jiang’s core firepower, should naturally be placed on the Arctic Great Wall defense line to be ready to respond to any battle and to gain merit and resources as quickly as possible.”

"This group can be kept to around three thousand. The rest..."

His finger pointed to several cities behind the defensive line.

"We will disperse our personnel in these cities to establish logistics points, intelligence stations, and rest bases. Regular personnel rotation will ensure that soldiers on the Great Wall defense line can rest and recuperate, while also allowing those in the rear to familiarize themselves with the pressure on the front lines and maintain their combat effectiveness."

This plan sounds quite pragmatic.

This immediately brightened the eyes of Qi Hao, Lao Qin, and the others who were frowning.

"This is a great idea!" Qi Hao couldn't help but exclaim. "The pressure is distributed, and people are being put to good use."

"That's right!" Mouse nodded in agreement. "With people backing us up, the brothers on the front lines feel more at ease!"

Wei Banmeng pondered carefully, a hint of interest appearing on her usually aloof face.

This is indeed the most feasible solution at present.

They made full use of their numerical advantage.

This also aligns with the characteristics of militarized management on the Arctic front.

However, a gentle voice suddenly rang out.

"I object."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Su Wanqing.

She frowned slightly: "Jiuyuan's plan sounds reasonable, but it overlooks the most crucial point."

Her gaze swept over the crowd. "Why did all of us, more than ten thousand people, especially the eight thousand new recruits, abandon everything in the City of Injustice to come with us?"

"It's because of trust in Aoko, and a sense of belonging to the whole represented by Aoko."

"It represents the hope of leaving that quagmire and finding a new home."

"Now, they've just disembarked, and they're being scattered and dumped in different cities, into different spheres of influence? What are they? Vagrants living under someone else's roof? Disassembled parts?"

Su Wanqing paused, then looked at Lu Jiuyuan: "Yes, a rotation system can be established. But if morale is low, the team will be difficult to lead. Over time, what will those people who are scattered in the rear cities, far from the core, far from Qingzi, and far from their comrades-in-arms think?"

"Won't I feel like I'm a forgotten, abandoned burden? Won't I be lured into division by local forces? Won't I harbor resentment and even become disloyal? I feel that doing this carries too many hidden dangers."

Su Wanqing's words instantly shattered the glimmer of optimism that had just begun to rise.

Lu Jiuyuan's composure froze. He remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "Sister Wanqing's concerns are correct. I was overthinking it. I only saw the tactical convenience and ignored the fundamental importance of cohesion."

He admitted his oversight.

Wei Banmeng's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed again.

Su Wanqing's question hit the nail on the head.

The reason why the Green Dragon Gang was able to fight its way out of the City of Injustice and gather tens of thousands of people is because of Fang Qingyu's prestigious reputation and the centripetal force forged by their shared experiences.

Dividing our forces is tantamount to destroying our own Great Wall.

The room fell into an even deeper silence once again.

Chu Kuanglan paced back and forth irritably, his heavy footsteps thumping on the carpet.

Dividing the troops won't work, but not dividing them is also not an option?

Tens of thousands of people have nowhere to go.

"Aoko."

Jiang Wei, who had been standing quietly beside Fang Qingyu, suddenly raised her clear red eyes and looked at Fang Qingyu with a hint of excitement, before making a shocking suggestion.

"How about I have Da Lei move the City of Injustice to the front lines?"

"puff--!"

Qi Hao, who was drinking water, almost spat it out, choking and coughing repeatedly.

Everyone else's eyes widened instantly as they looked at Jiang Wei, as if they were looking at an alien.

Fang Qingyu was also taken aback by Jiang Wei's unexpected remark. His lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and he quickly waved his hand, his tone carrying a helpless smile: "No, no, no! The city lord is currently overwhelmed with internal reforms, so let's not add to his troubles."

He paused after speaking, his gaze sweeping over the faces in the room.

He then took a step forward and walked to the map.

The finger no longer points to any existing city.

Instead, it landed in a relatively flat and open area behind the Great Wall defense line in the Arctic.

He smiled and said, "Actually, I have another idea."

Upon hearing Fang Qingyu's words, everyone turned to look at him.

Those who had fought alongside Fang Qingyu several times knew that Fang Qingyu's strength had always been in combat power.

Fang Qingyu rarely offered any opinions on other trivial matters.

For example, the Green Dragon Gang has always been managed by them on behalf of Fang Qingyu.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qingyu actually had a solution to this problem.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Fang Qingyu smiled and said, "Since no city can accommodate so many superhumans at once, why don't we just build one ourselves?"

"Make it yourself?!"

"Build a city?!"

"Qingzi, you..."

Exclamations of surprise rang out instantly.

Everyone thought they heard wrong.

Wei Banmeng said helplessly, "Qingzi, do you know how difficult it is to build a city that is suitable for human habitation and has defensive capabilities in a godforsaken place like the Arctic front?"

"Think about it, why have there been only so many cities along the Arctic front over the years?"

Her fingers flew across the map, her voice rapid: "Extreme low temperatures, permafrost, frequent ice storms, the ever-present threat of ghostly attacks, and building materials and all that."

She mentioned each item.

Everyone's face paled a little.

"The financial, material, human, and technological resources required are simply a bottomless pit."

Wei Banmeng's voice carried a hint of helplessness.

Everyone else remained silent.

Clearly, they shared the same idea as Wei Banmeng.

Building a habitable city in such extreme conditions on the Arctic front is incredibly difficult.

Don't say anything else.

In terms of financial resources alone.

It's something that the Green Dragon Gang simply can't afford.

Even if you sell everything you can before leaving the city of injustice.

But it is still far from being a city.

However, Fang Qingyu's smile did not diminish at all; on the contrary, it deepened.

He looked at Wei Banmeng, then around at the dejected crowd, and slowly uttered the most crucial question: "What if someone is willing to pay for this for us, or rather, to bear the majority of the cost?"

"what?!"

"who??"

"They'll pay for our city's construction?! Is there really such a good thing in the world?!"

This time, even the most composed Lu Jiuyuan gasped in surprise.

All eyes were focused on Fang Qingyu's face.

Fang Qingyu stopped keeping everyone in suspense.

I took out my phone, tapped a number, and dialed a number.

After a brief pause, the communication was connected.

A middle-aged male voice, brimming with obvious surprise and excitement, instantly blared from the speaker.

The sound echoed clearly in the quiet suite.

"Captain Fang?! It really is you?! That's wonderful! The scattered messages from the City of Injustice said you might be back, but I didn't expect you to contact me so quickly. You really are back from the City of Injustice? Are you alright? And how are Miss Jiang and the brothers?"

This was a warm and caring voice.

It clearly belongs to Shen Zhou.

The top executive of DeepBlue Heavy Industry Group on the Arctic front.

Fang Qingyu listened to the barrage of greetings and smiled gently. "It's me. I'm doing well with everyone. The ship has set sail and is expected to arrive at the port in three or four days."

"Good, good, good." Shen Zhou's voice was filled with joy. "I'll host a welcome dinner for Captain Fang. By the way, Captain Fang, is there anything Deep Blue Heavy Industry can do for you by contacting me this time? Just let me know! As long as it's within my power, I'll do it without hesitation!"

Shen Zhou adopted an extremely humble posture.

Fang Qingyu's gaze swept over the tense and expectant faces of the crowd.

Speaking calmly and slowly into the phone:
"Manager Shen, thank you in advance for the welcome banquet. However, I've come to see you today to discuss a much bigger business deal."

"If I wanted to build a brand new, large, permanent, integrated fortified city on the Arctic front, would you be interested in collaborating?"

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There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, lasting more than ten seconds.

It was so quiet that the only sound was the faint buzzing of the electricity.

And the sound of everyone's heartbeats inside the suite.

Just when Wei Banmeng and the others thought the other party was stunned by this crazy suggestion...
"have!!!"

Shen Zhou's voice suddenly exploded.

The voice was completely distorted by excitement and ecstasy.

"Captain Fang! We're interested! Absolutely interested! Are you serious? Collaborating on city building on the Arctic front? That's fantastic news! Deep Blue Heavy Industry would love to do that! We'd be more than willing!!!"

This was an almost uncontrollable, ecstatic response.

Everyone in the suite except Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei had very strange expressions.

Although I know that DeepBlue Heavy Industry has a good attitude towards Fang Qingyu.

But hearing that he was going to build a city with Fang Qingyu shouldn't be enough to make him this excited.

However, Fang Qingyu seemed to have expected this, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Manager Shen, you're so agreeable? Aren't you going to consider the costs, risks, and returns?"

"What are you still considering, Captain Fang?"

Shen Zhou's voice still trembled with excitement, as if afraid Fang Qingyu would change his mind, "You have no idea, business on the Arctic front is so difficult right now. Apart from the Jiang family's Glazed Light City, which can still maintain its basic operations, the other cities... sigh."

He sighed heavily, his tone filled with helplessness and anxiety: "Several large mines have been infiltrated by small groups of 'Destiny Demons,' bringing mining to a complete standstill and resulting in heavy losses! Logistics costs at the Deep Blue Hub have surged by forty percent due to the downgrade of the shipping lane safety level. The entire economic ecosystem on the front lines is deteriorating. With the situation unstable and people in a state of panic, how can we do business?"

"So if you'd like to work with us to build a city, that would be wonderful."

Fang Qingyu listened and nodded.

Shen Zhou agreed, which was expected.

After all, anyone who has seen the video of the stars falling from the sky knows how terrifying his current combat power is.

Investing in and building a city is not a particularly big problem for DeepBlue Heavy Industry.

I just didn't expect the process to go so smoothly.

Shen Zhou didn't even need to consider it.

Fang Qingyu and Shen Zhou quickly finalized the agreement.

However, before hanging up, Shen Zhou asked one more question:
"By the way, Captain Fang! What name do you think we should give this city? I'll give the order right now to have the design team incorporate the name into the concept design. Once the name is decided, it will have a grand presence."

name?

Fang Qingyu was slightly taken aback.

He had been focusing all his attention on resolving the resettlement issue.

I hadn't really thought about that carefully.

His gaze then unconsciously swept over everyone in the room.

Chu Kuanglan had a look on his face that said, "You're in charge."

In Wei Banmeng's eyes, everything is up to you.

Su Wanqing and Lin Yu carried tender expectations.

Lu Jiuyuan seemed to be deep in thought.

Jiang Wei stood quietly beside him.

His blood-red eyes were crystal clear, reflecting his image.

Outside the window, the massive bow of the Hope Ark was cleaving through layers of floating ice.