Buzz buzz buzz——!

An armed helicopter, swept by the strong wind, slowly landed along the coastline.

Ye Fan, wearing a dark red cloak and a straight knife on his waist, walked down from the plane.

His eyes swept across the distant horizon. Under the sunlight, the waves surged on the sea, stirring up large white waves. Although there were some winds and waves, it was generally calm.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes and stared at the other end of the horizon, wondering what he was thinking.

A moment later, an illusory carriage passed through the city behind him and slowly stopped beside Ye Fan. The servant driving the carriage bowed respectfully to Ye Fan.

"Hello, Commander Ye."

"Um."

Ye Fan looked back at the carriage, only to see Master Chen getting out of the carriage, holding a teacup in his left hand, patting his gray-white robe with his right hand, and sighing.

"What big thing is going to happen again?"

"yes."

Ye Fan smiled helplessly.

He was about to say something when the phone rang.

Ye Fan answered the phone.

"Hello? Zuo Qing? What's wrong?"

“…”

"What?" Ye Fan was stunned. "They rode the cloud into the fog to save Zhou Ping? Where did they find the method to walk in the fog?"

“…”

"Shaopingge?"

Ye Fan frowned slightly, "Why is he involved?"

“…”

"Okay, I got it... Keep an eye on the movements of the Northern Mist, and let me know once they return."

Ye Fan hung up the phone, looking a little depressed, and sighed.

"What? Something happened again?" Master Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Lin Qiye and his gang are really not afraid of death." Ye Fan cursed, "At this critical moment, they, a reserve team, actually dared to rush into the fog. Do they know how dangerous it is in there?

I have warned them seriously, why don't they listen?

Damn..."

Ye Fan was really angry and he rarely swore. He talked a lot to Lin Qiye, but in the end, Lin Qiye didn't listen to a word he said. He turned around and rushed into the fog stubbornly.

Master Chen looked at Ye Fan for a long time and then laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Fan glared at him.

"You know what you look like right now?"

"Like what?"

"Like an old father of a group of rebellious kids." Mr. Chen said with a smile.

"..." Ye Fan snorted coldly, "I'm doing this for their own good."

"Look! It's even more like it!"

“…”

Beep beep——!

Just as the two were talking, the horn of an electric bike sounded from not far away, and a young man wearing a bright yellow delivery uniform and a helmet on his head rode the bike and came unsteadily to the two of them.

"Lu Wuwei, you are too slow." Ye Fan said.

Lu Wuwei took off his helmet and shrugged, "The battery ran out on the road, so I charged it for a while."

He seemed to remember something, got off the electric bike, opened the thermal box at the rear of the bike, took out two cups of milk tea, opened one for himself, and then handed one to Ye Fan.

"You also bought milk tea on the way?" Ye Fan's mouth twitched slightly.

"No, I was delivering this takeaway order, and then you called me, so I rushed here directly. I didn't even have time to deliver this order." Lu Wuwei said with some melancholy, "I'm going to be complained about again..."

"Why do you give it to him and not to me?" Mr. Chen asked puzzledly.

Lu Wuwei glanced at him and said calmly, "Old people should drink less sweet drinks."

Mr. Chen: ...

"The person who placed the order was so unlucky. He ordered two cups of milk tea, but you two snatched it away." Master Chen chuckled.

"Everything is for Da Xia." Ye Fan glanced at the outer packaging of the milk tea, and saw the name of the person who placed the order. He raised his eyebrows, "Sanjiu Sound Range? What a strange name..."

"By the way, why hasn't Guan Zai come yet? Why hasn't he come out yet?" Master Chen looked around and asked.

"I asked Zuo Qing to call him. He should be here soon."

Ye Fan looked down at the time.

Just then,

In the void, several lines of green characters suddenly appeared out of thin air.

#-*-g:UTF-8-*-

#Filena:helloworld.py

#auth-Z

＞＞＞prt(HelloWorld!)

The moment the last character appeared, all the characters disappeared, and then a group of virtual codes gathered in the air and turned into a human figure.

A middle-aged man wearing a black and white plaid shirt and a baseball cap walked out of the code, raised his head slightly, and pushed the black-framed glasses under the brim of his hat with his right middle finger, and the lenses reflected white light.

"Hey, long time no see everyone." He grinned.

"It's been almost three years, and you finally came out." Ye Fan said softly.

"After the new algorithm was upgraded, there were too many bugs and I couldn't do anything about it."

Guan Zai spread his hands helplessly, and at the same time glanced at everyone, "So many people came today? Oh, where is my brother Zhou Ping? Why didn't he come?"

Hearing the word Zhou Ping, Ye Fan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally fell silent.

Guan Zai keenly sensed that something was wrong and frowned slightly.

"Ye Fan, where is Zhou Ping?"

“He went abroad.”

"Why go abroad?"

"Go save people." Ye Fan slowly repeated what happened before to Guan Zai.

After listening to this, Guan's face became serious. "He went to the Mist alone. What if he was intercepted by those Outer Gods? No... No, where is he now? I'll go over and help him..."

Virtual characters appeared around him, as if to wrap him up.

"You can't go." Ye Fan suddenly said.

"Why?!"

"You are needed more here."

"What about Zhou Ping?" Guan Zai frowned, his face gloomy. "This matter is definitely not as simple as robbing a city. You can't fail to see that, right? What if their target is Zhou Ping? Then his current situation is very dangerous!"

"I believe Zhou Ping can handle his own problem. What we have to do now is to fulfill our duty as the ceiling of humanity." Ye Fan said calmly, "If you leave, and we three can't stop the attack of the Egyptian god...you know what will happen."

"What if he can't solve it himself?" Guan Zai said in a deep voice.

"He can."

"What makes you so sure?!"

"Because he is the sword master of my Great Xia!"

Ye Fan and Guan stood face to face, their eyes were extremely aggressive, neither of them was willing to be outdone, and vaguely, a cold wind burst out from between the two of them.

On the side, Lu Wuwei saw this scene and after hesitating for a moment, he planned to step forward and persuade them.

Just then, a hand rested on his shoulder.

Master Chen stood behind him and shook his head silently.