Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 508 - 249: Cruise Ship, Ark of Hope!!! (20,000-Word Update 2/5)_2

Chapter 508: Chapter 249: Cruise Ship, Ark of Hope!!! (20,000-Word Update 2/5)_2

For myself?

An indescribable warmth, like a spring bud breaking through the earth, instantly shattered the ice layer of the heart’s lake, rushing to the limbs and bones.

No wonder...

No wonder his Martial Artist path, though fraught with dangers along the way, rarely encountered troubles from "people".

Those recruitment attempts by major forces, he had experienced, but most of them stopped short, showing a kind of restraint.

Those arrogant second-generations, the overbearing children of Martial Arts Halls, hardly ever appeared in front of him.

The only real conflict was with those two reckless fools in Qingjian City looking for trouble. After being sent packing by him, there were no further actions from the Martial Arts Hall in Shangjing.

Even during the Hidden Dragon Plan selection.

Those Martial Arts Halls that had minor frictions with him took no further action.

He always thought it was because they were intimidated by his rapidly improving strength.

It turns out beneath this seemingly calm surface.

It was that old man on Chang’an Ancient Street, seemingly lazy and mean but actually unfathomable.

Silently speaking on his behalf...

"So that’s how it is..."

Fang Qingyu murmured to himself, deep within his melted gold-like eyes churned a complex mix of indescribable emotions.

There was realization, warmth, and a heavy gratitude.

That’s why there was fishing by the riverbank this sunset.

That’s why there was the bucket of lively river fish placed at the entrance of Longyuan Martial Arts Hall.

A most humble yet sincere token of gratitude.

...

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

In the exclusive courtyard of the Pocket World Blessed Land.

Fang Qingyu and his team of five were fully equipped and ready to go.

Each of them carried a specially made military tactical backpack, stuffed with clothes, Qi Blood Crystals, Life Pearls, high-energy food, first-aid kits, and their preferred weapon maintenance kits.

Chu Kuanglan shifted the heavy backpack on his shoulders, looking a bit excited, yet curious as he glanced at Fang Qingyu:

"Captain! Are we still flying there on the Mystic Bird this time? Zip, and we’re there!"

Fang Qingyu was helping Jiang Wei check the straps of her slightly smaller but equally packed backpack. He replied without lifting his head, "No."

"No?" Chu Kuanglan paused, his expression changing slightly.

"Then...then we’re not driving, are we?! It’d take forever to reach the Arctic! What if we run into Life Ghosts on the way, that’d be such a delay!"

After fastening Jiang Wei’s backpack, Fang Qingyu straightened up, looking at Chu Kuanglan’s exaggerated expression and couldn’t help but laugh.

"What are you thinking?" He shook his head, "We’re not taking the Mystic Bird, nor are we driving."

Under the puzzled gazes of Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and Lu Jiuyuan, Fang Qingyu’s mouth curved into a mysterious smile.

"This time... we’re going by ship."

"By ship?!" Chu Kuanglan’s eyes widened, "To the Arctic by ship? There are plenty of Life Ghosts at sea too, right?"

Wei Banmeng also frowned slightly, clearly considering the feasibility: "Sea voyage takes long, risks are uncontrollable, especially on the Arctic route, harsh environment, significant Life Ghost threat. Captain, this choice..."

Fang Qingyu interrupted her concerns with a smile, adding two words:

"A big ship."

Seeing the increasingly bewildered expressions on their faces, Fang Qingyu stopped teasing and took the lead walking towards the exclusive passage leading out of the Pocket World Blessed Land.

"Come on, you’ll see when we get there."

The five returned to the Divine Management Bureau headquarters building.

Without pausing, Fang Qingyu took them straight down by elevator to the vast underground parking lot.

An armored military SUV was already waiting there.

The team quickly got into the vehicle.

The engine roared to life, and the SUV drove out of the Divine Management Bureau headquarters, merging into the evening traffic of Shangjing City.

Chu Kuanglan watched the city skyline rapidly retreating through the window, unable to resist asking again: "Captain, where exactly are we catching a ship? This direction... is it towards the harbor?"

Sitting in the passenger seat, Fang Qingyu looked at the road gradually widening ahead and the faintly visible coastline in the distance, nodding: "Yes, Shangjing Deepwater Port."

"So it is by ship..."

Chu Kuanglan muttered under his breath, clearly doubtful about the comfort of a long sea voyage.

The SUV traveled smoothly, quickly leaving the bustling city center behind, entering a heavily guarded port area.

Towering walls, armed military sentries, surveillance cameras, and energy detection devices were everywhere...

This was clearly a militarized zone.

Fang Qingyu presented his credentials, and after passing through several stringent security checkpoints, the SUV drove into the interior of the port.

The roads became wide and straight, flanked by massive warehouses and gantry cranes.

The air was thick with the salty tang of the sea breeze. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

As the vehicle moved deeper, the scene of the port’s mooring area gradually became clear.

When that colossal presence came fully into view.

The interior of the vehicle fell into dead silence!

Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, Lu Jiuyuan, and even Jiang Wei instinctively turned to look out the window.

Four pairs of eyes, all widened.

Their pupils reflected the image standing like a steel mountain on the coastline...

A giant ship!

It was tremendously massive!

So massive it surpassed humanity’s conventional understanding of "ship".

The SUV, in front of it, was as small as a toy.

Measured by eye, its length exceeded one thousand five hundred meters!

The height was akin to a mobile skyscraper.

The streamlined hull presented a deep, heavy silvery-gray, reflecting a cold metallic luster in the twilight’s glow.

The superstructure of the ship resembled a miniature city.

Layer upon layer, lights blazing, with hints of swimming pools, observation decks, and even the outlines of gardens visible.

Chu Kuanglan’s voice came out dry and trembling, laden with disbelief and awe, "This...this is a ship?! This damn thing’s a moving island!"