Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 200 - 153: The Smile of the Divine Chosen!
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The night was as dark as ink, enveloping the dilapidated old dock in Qingjian City East District.
The salty sea breeze, mixed with the scent of rust and decaying seaweed, blew through the maze of abandoned shipping containers.
The neon glow from the distant city was reduced here to a hazy halo, adding a sense of desolation and mystery.
A gigantic cargo ship, the "Radiant," rusted and listing, lay silently at the edge of the dock like a stranded steel beast.
The waves slapped against its rotting hull, producing a hollow echo.
Two profound shadows silently merged into the dark corner at the hold entrance of the vessel.
Fang Qingyu activated the Eternal Night Curtain, perfectly dissolving their breath, form, and even presence into the dead silence with Jiang Wei.
The target frozen chamber was in the deepest part of the hold.
Close to the position of the engine room.
The two concealed themselves in the darkness, waiting for a kindred soul.
Time ticked by slowly.
The sea breeze passed through the holes, emitting a whimpering, strange sound.
The hold was filled with a heavy smell of machine oil, rust, and the decaying scent of seawater-soaked wood.
Midnight was near.
Tap... tap... tap...
Clear footsteps came from the stairway on the ship’s upper deck, unhurried and rhythmic, piercing through the sound of wind and waves, reaching the bottom hold clearly.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei’s nerves instantly tensed.
A figure appeared in the dim light at the entrance of the hold.
He wore a well-tailored dark gray trench coat, his form tall, his steps unhurried, as if he wasn’t walking in the filthy hold of an abandoned cargo ship, but strolling in his backyard.
His face was somewhat blurred in the dim light but appeared quite handsome, with a trace of an elusive smile at the corner of his mouth.
The most striking feature was the pair of pristine white gloves on his hands.
However, in Fang Qingyu’s view, a scarlet, eye-catching name hovered above this person’s head...
[Divine Chosen]
Equivalent to a Martial Arts Grandmaster!!
Fang Qingyu’s pupils suddenly contracted!
A silent alarm blared in his heart!
He almost immediately suppressed the thought of striking.
Beside him, Jiang Wei’s body also instantly tensed up, her small hand unconsciously clutching Fang Qingyu’s clothing, her clear eyes revealing an extremely serious expression for the first time.
As of now, in terms of combat strength.
Fang Qingyu could be considered as in the First Realm Third Tier, and Jiang Wei could reach the First Realm Second Tier; both were of the First Realm.
And the Divine Chosen in front of them, no matter how weak...
Was still a Tier Two existence.
If it came to a fight, winning or losing aside, surviving would be the real question.
The Divine Chosen seemed indifferent to his surroundings.
He walked straight into the depths of the hold.
His goal was clear, and he quickly found the abandoned frozen chamber marked with special symbols behind a row of large machines that had long ceased to operate, covered with dust and grease.
He walked to the chamber door, extending his gloved hand, gently wiping the dust from the chamber window, his actions as elegant as if he were cleaning a piece of art.
Through the frosted glass windows covered in frost, it was clear there was nothing inside.
The trace of a smile on the Divine Chosen’s face...
Disappeared...
He stood quietly in front of the frozen chamber, gazing at the empty interior, silently for over ten seconds.
The air in the hold seemed to grow heavier, more oppressive with his silence, dense.
An invisible, chilling aura spread subtly from the man, even Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei under the cover of the Eternal Night Curtain felt a chill.
The Divine Chosen slowly straightened up.
He reached into his trench coat’s inner pocket, retrieving a communicator, pressing a button.
"Cargo hold, ’Divine Embryo’ is missing." The man’s voice was not loud, yet carried a chilling undertone, clearly echoing in the dead silence of the hold, "Execute the ’Cleaner’ protocol, erase all traces."
A brief response seemed to come from the other end of the communicator.
The Divine Chosen paused, his gaze sweeping over the empty frozen chamber, continuing, "In Qingjian, the Divine Embryo’s trail has temporarily ended. Inform headquarters, focus primary resources and attention on Songdu City. The Hatching Ground there must not be compromised. As for the Divine Embryo... initiate the secondary search protocol, expand the range to the surrounding three cities, increase Scavenger teams, and search gradually."
"Yes." The communicator confirmed.
The Divine Chosen put away the communicator, looked at the empty frozen chamber once more, his eyes cold.
He turned around, seemingly preparing to leave.
Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei held their breath, just like two cold reefs under the cover of the Eternal Night Curtain, hoping the other would leave quickly.
Yet, just as the Divine Chosen took two steps.
As he was about to step into the slightly brighter area at the hold entrance, his steps stopped unexpectedly.
The next second.
The man slowly, very naturally turned his face, his gaze precisely directed towards the corner cloaked by the Eternal Night Curtain where Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei were hiding!
A trace of that elusive smile reappeared at the corner of his mouth.
But this time, the smile was no longer gentle, instead carrying a chilling, all-knowing amusement.
The man’s gaze seemed to penetrate the layers of darkness.
To pierce the veil of the Eternal Night Curtain, landing directly on the two.
A clear, gentle yet infinitely cold voice, akin to a whisper, resonated directly in Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei’s minds:
"Found you."
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