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Chapter 372 Chu Kuanglan, in love, builds a city outside the Great Wall!?

Chapter 372 Chu Kuanglan, in love, builds a city outside the Great Wall!?
Inside the Great Wall in the Arctic.

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The glass door was pushed open, letting in a gust of cold wind.

Hua Jing, who was wiping the cup holders behind the bar, looked in the direction of the sound.

Several figures, wrapped in thick, old cotton-padded coats, filed in through the doorway.

Carrying a chill, the soles of my boots left wet footprints on the warm wooden floor.

"Brother Qian! Old Ma! Come in and warm up!"

A young woman named Xiaoyun with a round face and a ponytail, standing next to the bar, immediately greeted him with a smile.

He quickly and deftly turned on the tap of the thermos.

The scalding hot coffee, carrying a rich, caramelized aroma, was poured into several large, rustic ceramic cups.

The middle-aged man, known as Brother Qian, took off his stiff, frozen leather hat, revealing a short-shaved stubble. He laughed heartily, showing teeth stained yellow by cheap tobacco: "Xiao Yun is so thoughtful! In this awful weather, a hot drink is better than anything!"

He rubbed his hands, which were red from the cold.

He led his two equally weathered companions to their usual spot by the window and sat down.

Hua Jing put down the dried cup, picked up a few plates of freshly baked butter cookies, and walked over with a gentle smile: "Uncle Qian, you're back from patrol so early today?"

"Don't mention it."

Old Ma took a big gulp of scalding hot coffee, exhaled a comfortable puff of white air, and waved his hand. "The crampon tide has just passed, and the outer ice field is eerily quiet now. You can't even find a ghost. The higher-ups have given us a break, probably because they're afraid the brothers are too tense."

His tone carried a hint of weariness from surviving a disaster.

The icy plains were filled with more than four thousand lives.

The silence at this moment is more suffocating than any roar.

Brother Qian sighed heavily, took out his gleaming copper pipe, but didn't light it; he just twirled it between his fingers in frustration.

"Damn it, this battle is so frustrating! Even Abyss-level creatures are daring to directly tear people apart. Making a living on the front lines is getting harder and harder."

A young soldier wearing faded overalls looked up when he heard this.

With lingering fear on his face, he lowered his voice and interjected, "Brother Qian, I heard that Captain Fang Qingyu seems to have returned from the City of Injustice? He'll be landing in the next few days?"

Hey! Who doesn't know that?

Old Ma slapped his thigh, his voice unconsciously rising a bit, attracting Xiao Yun's curious gaze from behind the bar. "That video! Stars were raining down from the sky, like hail! It smashed that flesh and blood statue made of people into dust! My God, tell me, is that something a human could do?"

He was so excited that spittle flew everywhere, and his cloudy eyes shone with disbelief.

"How old is he? Is he even twenty? When I was twenty, I was still getting kicked by my squad leader in recruit camp!"

"Is this all there is to the true form of a deity?"

Another companion clicked his tongue in agreement, his face a complex mix of awe and bewilderment. "I can't even imagine what it would be like if he were on the front lines."

"Uncle Qian, what video is it?"

A clear, gentle voice, tinged with just the right amount of curiosity, chimed in.

Qian turned his head and saw that Hua Jing had already walked to their table at some point.

Holding a freshly refilled coffee pot, she leaned slightly forward, her bright eyes looking directly at him.

Morning light streamed through the frosty glass window.

A soft glow was cast on her fair profile.

A few stray strands of hair clung to her cheeks, adding a touch of gentleness.

Brother Qian was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, his worries lessening somewhat: "Little Flower wants to see it? I'll find it for you."

He quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket.

My fingers swiped clumsily across the screen.

I opened the pinned video on the Arctic app, turned up the volume, and handed it over.

"Well, that's it."

On the screen, the inky black Arctic night sky was suddenly illuminated.

The dazzling starlight surged down like a bursting dam.

Countless burning stars trailed blazing white tails, like the spurs of judgment descended by the gods.

It violently bombarded a hundred-meter-tall colossal statue forcibly pieced together from countless twisted human bodies.

Blood splattered, flesh flew everywhere, and the dark gold divine runes flickered and shattered like candles in the wind amidst the torrent of starlight.
The commotion attracted the attention of the other customers at the cafe, who turned to look and began to whisper among themselves.

Clearly, this video has become a well-known fact on the front lines.

However, Hua Jing's gaze did not linger long on the earth-shattering falling star.

Her fingertip quickly slid across the screen to zoom in.

The image kept refocusing amidst slight stuttering.

Finally, the center of the screen freezes on a frame just before the colossus collapses.

On the surging, inky black sea of ice.

A tiny yet upright figure is looking up at the sky.

Hua Jing paused almost imperceptibly.

As she looked at that figure, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curved upwards into a smile.

That focused gaze.

Exceptionally gentle.

"Tsk tsk."

Qian Ge stared at Hua Jing's profile, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. His rough fingers unconsciously scratched his head as he muttered, "Little Hua, something's off about your eyes. Confess honestly, you wouldn't..."

He dragged out his words and made faces.

Hua Jing suddenly snapped out of her daze, quickly averting her gaze as if burned. Two blushes instantly rose on her fair cheeks, spreading all the way to her delicate earlobes.

She glared at Qian Ge with annoyance, her beautiful eyes filled with reproach, and raised her hand as if to hit him: "Uncle Qian! What nonsense are you talking about! If you keep talking nonsense, there won't be any cookies today!"

That single glance held a captivating charm, tinged with a young girl's shyness and annoyance.

Several veterans nearby couldn't help but laugh.

The laughter has not died down.

A clear, cheerful female voice came from behind the bar.

This interrupted Lao Ma's teasing.

Another girl on duty, Arlene, came over carrying freshly baked muffins.

With a grin, he reached out and naturally wrapped his arm around Hua Jing's slender waist, resting his chin affectionately on her shoulder.

He raised an eyebrow at Qian Ge and the others: "Alright, alright, you older brothers, stop speculating! Our Xiao Hua is already taken! But..."

She deliberately dragged out her words and winked mischievously.

"It's not that Captain Fang."

"what?!"

"She's taken?!"

"Who?! Whose brat is so lucky?!"

Brother Qian, Lao Ma and the others' sly smiles instantly froze.

It immediately collapsed, like a frostbitten eggplant.

There was also a sense of grief and indignation, as if their own beautiful cabbages had been eaten by pigs, and they all cried out in unison.

The speed at which she changed her expression made Arlene giggle.

Hua Jing was so embarrassed that she buried her face in A Lin's neck.

His shoulders shrugged slightly.

The gloom that had just descended upon the café due to the crampon tragedy was somewhat dispelled by this sudden piece of gossip.

Brother Qian clutched his chest, looking heartbroken: "Xiao Hua, quickly tell Uncle Qian, who is that kid? Which unit is he in? Is he good to you? If he dares to bully you, just say the word, and Uncle Qian will take the old brothers and immediately grab our weapons to get justice for you."

Hua Jing raised her head, her cheeks still flushed, her eyes sparkling.

She looked at the group of veterans who genuinely treated her like a daughter with gratitude and a smile.

Just about to speak.

Arlene, however, beat her to it, tightening her grip on Hua Jing's arm, tossing her chin up with a hint of pride and anticipation, and crisply throwing out the answer: "Brother Qian, I appreciate your kindness! But..."

She paused deliberately, then slowly uttered the rest of her sentence to the veterans, "I advise you to save your energy. Xiaohua's sweetheart is Chu Kuanglan, the one next to Captain Fang Qingyu, the one carrying the giant sword."

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The air solidified instantly.

Brother Qian's bold expression froze.

Chu Kuanglan?!

Fang Qingyu's brilliance almost overshadowed the entire team.

But others
It's not a simple matter either.

Chu Kuanglan was also known as a prodigy with extremely strong combat power.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere didn't last long.

Because of the slightly ajar door of the coffee shop.

A sudden commotion and gasps erupted in the street.

"Fang Qingyu and the others are almost here; we can see ships in the harbor."

The sound pierced through the cold wind and came in clearly.

Hua Jing's smile froze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, a look of surprise and delight suddenly burst forth in those bright eyes.

"What are you still doing?"

Arlene reacted quickly, letting go of her arm and giving her a push on the back, a mischievous yet sincere smile on her face, "Go on, you don't need to worry about the shop."

Hua Jing looked at A Lin gratefully as she listened.

"Let's go! What are we waiting for!"

Brother Qian suddenly stood up, grabbed the leather hat on the table, and slammed it on his head with a swift and decisive motion.

"Take our car, and we guarantee we'll get to the port in half an hour."

Hua Jing felt a warmth in her heart and nodded vigorously.

Without further hesitation, I followed Brother Qian and the others out of the coffee shop.

Hope Ark.

The steel bow easily broke through the thick ice floes floating in the Arctic Ocean.

At the very front of the deck, the cold wind was biting like a knife.

Fang Qingyu and the others stood side by side.

Silently gazing at the increasingly clear deep-water port at the edge of the horizon.

The icy air filled my lungs, making my nose sting.

Thick, leaden-gray clouds hung low overhead, seemingly within reach.

It blends with the distant, undulating glaciers, forming a vast, desolate gray-white expanse.

Only a few navigation lights flickered sporadically in the direction of the port.

It stubbornly shines in the boundless darkness.

Wow, that was fast!

Qi Hao tightened his collar, his breath instantly torn apart by the gale, his voice filled with emotion.

Everyone's thoughts inevitably drifted back to the scene when they first left the Arctic.

When they first set off, there were only 5 of them.

They met up with Lao Qin and the others, as well as Su Wanqing, on the ship, and finally formed a team of 10 people.

Everyone thought that going to the City of Injustice was just a minor incident.

But unexpectedly, second-tier strength was just the norm in the City of Injustice.

Unexpectedly, in just two months, everyone's strength has improved by a significant level.

And when they returned, they brought back a full ten thousand people, as if it were a dream.

Now they are no longer just a small operational team belonging to the Federation.

Instead, he returned with an army of superhumans in command.

Fang Qingyu remained silent.

It simply stood quietly at the very front of the bow.

The combat uniforms fluttered in the cold wind.

Jiang Wei stood quietly half a step to his side.

Her long, bright red hair danced in the wind.

Just then, a low, slightly silly chuckle broke the somewhat heavy silence.

Everyone followed the sound.

Chu Kuanglan, this towering man, was grinning, revealing a set of white teeth.

He smiled silently at the direction of the port.

He even subconsciously raised his hand.

He rubbed his rough face, which was chapped from the cold wind, vigorously.

She then tidied her short hair, which had been ruffled by the wind.

His movements were somewhat clumsy and tense.

"Hey? Old Chu!"

Qi Hao was the first to react, and immediately leaned over with a wink, bumping Chu Kuanglan's strong arm with his shoulder.

"Look at you, so eager to see him, your smile is practically reaching your ears! What's wrong? Are you longing to go home? Can't wait to see someone?"

He deliberately emphasized the last four words.

The teasing tone was so strong it was impossible to ignore.

Chu Kuanglan was jolted by the impact. When he came to his senses, a rare dark red flush rose on his usually fearless, rough face.

He didn't mince words and readily admitted, "Of course! I've been thinking about it for two months. Before I left, I patted my chest and guaranteed that I'd come back coughing!"

He abruptly stopped talking, realizing he had almost let something slip, and quickly coughed twice to cover it up.

But the anticipation and eagerness in his eyes were almost overflowing.

But it cannot be hidden.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Su Wanqing covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes sparkling.

"I never knew our mighty Chu could be so sentimental. Has he contacted that girl Xiaohua in the past two months?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan's face flashed with a hint of barely perceptible embarrassment. He scratched his head and chuckled, "I've definitely contacted them, but there's just too much going on in the gang. We're always fighting and killing. It's good enough if they can find a moment to send a message to let me know they're safe."

He paused, then a silly, gentle smile returned to his face, and his voice softened.

"But she's very sensible. She never bothers me or asks me any questions. She just tells me to be careful and come back safely."

Seeing his tough-guy yet tender side, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads and chuckle.

This is no longer the madman who roared and charged through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, striking fear into the hearts of even the most vengeful ghosts.

He's clearly a young man head over heels in love.

However, no one said anything, and no one was in the mood to discourage Chu Kuanglan.

As the joke went on, the port, which was originally only vaguely visible, was now fully revealed.

Hopefully, the Ark will slowly come to a stop at the port.

Most of the people who boarded the ship this time were members of the Green Dragon Gang.

Therefore, Fang Qingyu chose to let the others go down first, while the members of his Qinglong Gang would wait for the others to go down before slowly going down themselves.

After all, there was a lot of luggage. This time, apart from the items that couldn't be sold, almost everything of value was brought up.

It was also because Wei Banmeng and Liu San were frugal enough.

They say they're a big power now, so every penny has to be carefully calculated to avoid waste.

On the other side of the port, Hua Jing and Qian Ge, along with a few others, stood on tiptoe at the pick-up point, constantly watching the people disembarking.

However, they never saw that figure.

Behind him, Brother Qian was holding up a sign that read "Chu Kuanglan" in large characters.

You can be assured that you will see it immediately after disembarking.

However, after more than ten minutes, no familiar faces had come down yet.

Brother Qian couldn't help but say, "Why hasn't it arrived yet? They were talking about this particular boat."

Hua Jing's heart sank, and she took out her phone, wanting to send a message to Chu Kuanglan.

But just then, someone nearby suddenly shouted, "They're here! They're here!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up.

Ahead, people dressed in the Green Dragon Gang's uniforms began carrying things down the road.

Upon seeing this, someone nearby remarked, "Look, those are the Green Dragon Gang members. I heard that Fang Qingyu brought back a lot of people from the City of Injustice this time."

As Hua Jing listened, her eyes lit up again, and she began to look forward to it.

Soon, a rough command from the ship caught Hua Jing's attention.

"Hey, be careful, be careful! That box is made of life-giving materials, it's very fragile, don't break it."

Hua Jing looked over when she heard the sound.

Upon seeing the figure speaking...

The corners of his mouth began to curl up unconsciously.

On the ship, Wei Banmeng and others were directing the unloading of supplies.

Fang Qingyu stood on the deck watching.

However, at this moment, Jiang Wei suddenly tugged at Fang Qingyu's sleeve.

"Look over there."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu curiously looked in the direction Jiang Wei pointed.

The first thing I saw was a sign that read Chu Kuanglan.

In front of the sign stood a young and beautiful girl.

Fang Qingyu's eyes immediately lit up with a smile, and then he walked over to Chu Kuanglan, who was giving instructions, and said, "Old Chu, stop for a moment."

Upon hearing this, Chu Kuanglan immediately turned around in a daze.

He wiped his sweat and asked, "What's wrong, Qingzi?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu frowned slightly upon seeing his expression.

He casually raised his right hand, his five fingers slightly spread.

A tiny, almost imperceptible glimmer of starlight gathered at his fingertips.

It then transformed into a small cluster of soft yet dazzling starlight.

It floated lightly towards Chu Kuanglan.

Chu Kuanglan trusted Fang Qingyu completely, and didn't even blink an eye, let alone hide from him.

The moment the starlight touched his body, it spread silently like warm water, instantly covering his entire body.

Wherever the starlight passed, the dust, sweat, and ice crystals on the combat uniforms vanished instantly.

Even the wrinkles in the fabric, which had stiffened from the cold wind, were smoothed out and made straight.

His short hair was messy from the wind.

It's as if it's been combed by an invisible comb, each hair looking refreshed and spirited.

"Uh?"

Chu Kuanglan hadn't yet realized what this grooming was all about.

I felt a refreshing sensation all over my body.

Fang Qingyu had already stepped to his side, placed his right hand on his broad shoulder, and gently pushed him without giving him a chance to speak.

A powerful yet extremely gentle force came.

Chu Kuanglan's towering body was involuntarily pushed forward and staggered a few steps.

They stepped directly onto the gangway leading to the lower deck.

"Huh?! Aoko! I haven't taken my things yet."

Chu Kuanglan turned around, looking completely bewildered.

"You have a day off today and tomorrow."

Fang Qingyu stood on high ground, a faint smile playing on his lips, his voice clearly reaching his ears.

"Someone is looking for you downstairs."

Is someone looking for me?

Who is it?

Chu Kuanglan was filled with questions as he subconsciously walked down the gangway.

He looked at the crowd with curiosity.

However, the joy of the holiday quickly overwhelmed her confusion.

I'll go find Xiaohua first these next couple of days.

So his pace quickened unconsciously.

When he finally stepped onto the metal pier connecting the dock and the ship's side.

His gaze unconsciously swept over the dense crowd of people in the waiting area ahead.

The next second, Chu Kuanglan's footsteps suddenly froze on the spot.

At the edge of that bustling crowd, a slender figure stood quietly.

The cold wind whipped up her long, dark brown hair and off-white scarf.

Her profile, slightly red from the cold, was revealed, yet still beautiful and captivating.

Her eyes were incredibly bright, like a lake filled with shattered diamonds.

Behind her, a burly veteran was holding up a sign that had been hastily written on cardboard.

His name was written on it.

The sign stood out so prominently in the crowd, like a lighthouse in the night.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Beside the high deck railings of the Hope Ark.

"Crack!"

"Crack, click, click!"

"Wow, that angle is amazing!"

Wei Banmeng, Qi Hao, Lao Qin, and others.

Even Jiang Wei, who had a calm expression, stood in a row at this moment in perfect unison.

Everyone had a mobile phone in hand, and the camera lenses were all pointed at the port pier below.

The sounds of camera shutters clicking and suppressed laughter rising and falling.

Liu San craned his neck, looking at the towering Chu Kuanglan holding the petite Hua Jing on his terminal screen.

A close-up of her crying like a child.

He couldn't help but click his tongue, his face full of admiration as if he had learned something: "Tsk tsk tsk, really something! I never thought that Old Chu, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, would be so... pure when it comes to love. His face is covered in tears and snot, such a contrast to his usual fierce and menacing appearance. It's quite something."

"More than just powerful,"

Qi Hao's fingers flew across his phone as he zoomed in on the photos he had just captured, all the while he chatted animatedly.

"This is absolutely epic material! Old Chu's lifelong reputation is all here! If this gets out, hehe."

He let out a malicious laugh.

Even the usually composed Lao Qin couldn't hold back any longer.

His serious face was now flushed with excitement. He leaned over to look at the photos on Qi Hao's screen and slapped his thigh hard: "Everyone took pictures, right? Let's get our internal statements straight. Everyone gets at least ten meals. If even one meal is missing, these photos and videos can't be deleted."

He didn't finish speaking, but his threatening chuckle rang out.

The people around him instantly understood.

The chick nodded repeatedly like pecking at rice.

"agree!"

"necessary!"

Fang Qingyu watched and listened to his companions dividing the spoils.

He couldn't help but smile, shaking his head with a mix of helplessness and amusement.

His original intention was to let Chu Kuanglan enjoy the joy of reunion first.

But their rather inappropriate behavior was captured on camera.
You can't blame him.

However, most of the items on the ship have been moved out.

There were no unexpected events.

Seeing this, Fang Qingyu's smile slowly faded. He turned his head and said in a deep voice to Wei Banmeng and the others beside him:
"Next, I'll be responsible for assigning personnel, taking inventory of supplies, and coordinating with Shen Zhou at Deep Blue Heavy Industries regarding the preliminary preparations for the city's construction. I'll leave that to you. The framework of Dawn City must be established as soon as possible. You are in charge of handling all the details."

Wei Banmeng's expression hardened, and she immediately nodded: "Understood."

Liu San also patted his chest and guaranteed it.

Fang Qingyu nodded, his gaze finally settling on Jiang Wei beside him.

The girl's crimson eyes were quietly watching him.

Fang Qingyu raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of her soft hair: "You stay with them for now, I have to take care of something."

Jiang Wei nodded obediently and rubbed her little head against his palm.

Having finished explaining, Fang Qingyu didn't linger for a moment.

next second.

Under the accustomed gazes of Wei Banmeng and the others.

Fang Qingyu's figure transformed into a beam of starlight, instantly becoming blurry and transparent.

It eventually disappeared completely from the spot.

Inside the Great Wall in the Arctic.

In an office, two people sat facing each other at a tea table.

Old Hong, while brewing tea, looked at Fang Qingyu in front of him with a faint smile on his lips: "You kid, at least you have some conscience, knowing to come to me first after you get back."

Fang Qingyu was taken aback.

However, he quickly smiled and said, "Ahem, definitely."

Old Hong picked up the thermos on the table, slowly sipped a mouthful of strong tea, and said without even raising his eyelids, "I just praised you, and you took it seriously. Just tell me, why aren't you properly settling those ten thousand people you brought back? What are you doing here at this old man's place? What, are you afraid I'll block them from entering the Great Wall? Or are you afraid the logistics won't give you your quota?"

His tone was casual, with a hint of sarcasm.

Clearly, they were already aware that Fang Qingyu had brought back a large army.

"neither."

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu shook his head, his voice calm and unwavering.

"I want to build a city."

Old Hong almost spat out the mouthful of hot tea he had just taken a sip of.

He put down his cup and looked at Fang Qingyu with a strange expression.

Only after confirming that Fang Qingyu was not joking did he say, "Build a city in the Arctic? Do you have that capability?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu didn't explain much, but simply nodded.

"Have."

Old Hong understood Fang Qingyu's personality.

Since he is confident that he can build a city, he must have his own methods.

So I began to seriously consider this possibility.

After a moment of silence, he agreed.

"Alright, go ahead and build it, just don't ask me for money or things. I'm even poorer than you are right now."

Hong Qitian was not too surprised by Fang Qingyu's plan to build a city.

After all, they brought back 10,000 people this time. What kind of good family would be willing to accept such a large third-party force?

Building a city is indeed one method.

He just didn't expect Fang Qingyu to take this path.

Fang Qingyu listened.

He immediately smiled and said, "Then it certainly won't be this location where the city was built."

Old Hong was taken aback when he heard this.

He then frowned slightly: "Where do you want to build it?"

Upon seeing this, Fang Qingyu coughed twice.

"Cough cough."

Then he pointed to the map behind Old Man Hong.

"We want to build here."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Hong turned his head and looked in the direction Fang Qingyu was pointing.

Fang Qingyu pointed in a direction that did not fall on the green dotted areas representing human cities behind them.

Instead, they crossed the Arctic Great Wall, a defensive line that symbolized the absolute boundary of defense.

It landed.
Beyond the Great Wall.

That area, marked in red, represents the frontline buffer zone on the ice field.

Old Hong's lips twitched violently.

Then she turned to Fang Qingyu with a pitiful look and said, "You guys aren't... brainwashed from the battle, are you? Planning to build a city outside the Great Wall in the Arctic!?"

Fang Qingyu listened but ignored Old Man Hong's insults.

Instead, he nodded seriously: "It's outside the Great Wall. Think about it, if we also build it in the rear, what's the difference between us and other cities? We'll just be a new logistics point for the Arctic Great Wall. If we build it outside, we can not only relieve some of the pressure on the Great Wall, but also be able to go out of the city to fight as soon as possible."

Hearing these words, Old Man Hong's lips twitched.

My first instinct was to shake my head.

Let's not even talk about whether the city can be built.

Even if it can be built.

This city is isolated outside the Great Wall.

They simply cannot survive there.

Unless a large force is stationed there and the city's fighting strength is always guaranteed.

Take the Great Wall, for example.

But naturally, he couldn't agree to such a thing.

He had a very high opinion of Fang Qingyu.

And they are grooming him to be the next number one in the world.

But this is a race war.