"What?! Is it really the legendary prophet Fang Xiu? The former number one Spirit Master! Half a year has passed, and he has returned!"
"I knew he looked familiar, and sure enough, it's Captain Fang! How could such a big shot like him die quietly in the Ghost Realm!"
The crowd erupted in excitement, even more so than when they first saw Fatty Liu Shuai, and they were about to rush toward Fang Xiu.
This is Fang Xiu, the prophet! A living legend! The former number one spirit master!
As the nationwide Spirit Master plan progressed, Fang Xiu's name had already resounded throughout every household. With the increasing number of Spirit Masters, they began to come into contact with the Spirit Master circle. Only after becoming insiders did they fully understand the true value of the word "prophet"!
Having gained a deep understanding of Fang Xiu's past deeds, I now know his true standing and incredible status within the Spirit Master circle.
Fang Xiu glanced at the excited crowd and calmly said, "Let's go back to headquarters first."
Liu Shuai nodded: "Teleport!"
With a wave of his hand, a blinding halo appeared beneath everyone's feet, and a surge of white light enveloped them all.
Whoosh!
The light instantly contracted and disappeared.
Only the crowd that had come up empty-handed remained.
People looked disappointed, but some shrewd individuals immediately realized this was a business opportunity. They picked up the photos they had just taken and began contacting news agencies, intending to sell the news of Captain Fang's return.
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Headquarters, Meeting Room 1.
When the white light dissipated, Fang Xiu and the others were already in a conference room at headquarters.
"How about it, Brother Hugh? I'm pretty good now, right?" the fat man boasted proudly. "I haven't been idle in the past six months. Although I haven't solved too many strange incidents, I've escaped from S-class monsters more than once or twice."
My third-tier awakened ability is teleportation. As long as I have the coordinates, I can teleport people to a fixed point regardless of distance.
Fang Xiu's eyes flickered slightly as he sized up the fat man, his means of transportation. He was quite satisfied with him; at least with the fat man around, he no longer needed to take a car.
Just then, the conference room door burst open, and the minister hurriedly led Xiao Zhenhua in.
Half a year later, the minister's already somewhat aged face now looked even older, with deeper forehead wrinkles resembling deep ravines, while his hair was shiny and clear, obviously from a secret hair treatment.
Xiao Zhenhua, who was following behind him, remained silent as always, with a cold face and no words. He stood tall and straight, but the aura emanating from him was clearly that of a fifth-level expert!
Upon seeing Xiao Zhenhua, who had reached the fifth rank, Li Xiaoru and the others' expressions became slightly unnatural. He could break through to the fifth rank even in the mortal world? Then what were we doing going to the burial ground? Wasn't this just asking for trouble?
Their current mentality is somewhat like that of migrant workers who have left their hometowns to work elsewhere. They have endured a lot of hardship, finally made a name for themselves, and drove their newly bought car back to their hometowns, only to find that their hometowns have been demolished.
As soon as the minister entered the conference room, his gaze was fixed on Fang Xiu, and a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back," he said repeatedly.
Li Xiaoru and others still held the minister in high esteem. As an ordinary person, he managed the national spirit masters and basically lived in the office day and night, fighting for the safety of the Xia Kingdom.
"Minister, I'm sorry to have worried you," Li Xiaoru said solemnly.
The minister waved his hand, indicating that it was alright: "Sit down, everyone sit down."
After everyone was seated, the minister asked Fang Xiu, "Fang Xiu, I originally thought you would be back in a month at most, but I didn't expect that it would be half a year. Did you encounter any trouble on this trip?"
"It's not exactly troublesome, it's just that the flow rate of the space node is different from that of the real world. We only stayed in the space node for two months, but half a year passed in the outside world," Fang Xiu replied calmly.
The minister was slightly surprised: "The flow of time is different. This spatial node is indeed mysterious. Did you encounter any danger?"
"Of course it's dangerous, it's like a den of dragons and tigers! It's full of eerie things." Yang Ming seemed eager to show off, and hurriedly said, "Minister, you don't know, the eerie things in the spatial nodes are endless, no one dares to step inside... Hiss!"
He took a deep drag of his cigarette, paused, and said with smoke billowing from his mouth and nose, "It's a dangerous place, but as long as Brother Hugh is here, it's basically a breeze! We've had a very fruitful trip this time. I, Brother Hugh, and Big Black have all broken through to the fourth rank, and Li Xiaoru and the others have all reached the fifth rank!"
Upon hearing this, the minister's face immediately lit up with excitement: "Good! Excellent!"
He said "good" three times in a row, his gaze sweeping over the travel-worn group.
"The headquarters is currently facing internal and external troubles. Your return will make things a little easier for the headquarters."
The minister's words caused everyone to frown.
Yang Ming went even further, asking bluntly, "What happened, Minister? Is headquarters in such a mess right now?"
"Sigh," the minister sighed heavily, "Times have changed."
Just as the minister began to explain, the conference room door was pushed open again, and Fang Moli strode in. The once arrogant young man now had a deep sorrow between his brows, and he looked somewhat dejected, as if he had suffered some major blow.
The moment Fang Moli entered, Fang Xiu keenly noticed that the Xuanyuan Sword was gone.
In the past, Fang Moli always carried the Xuanyuan Sword with him, after all, the Xuanyuan Sword was the headquarters' biggest trump card, comparable to a strategic nuclear weapon. But now, Fang Moli was not carrying the Xuanyuan Sword.
There's only one possibility: the Xuanyuan Sword is lost; it couldn't possibly be somewhere else.
Because only Fang Moli can use the Xuanyuan Sword, it is safest in his hands.
This news made Fang Xiu frown slightly. He had long regarded the entire headquarters as his private property, and Fang Moli was also a very useful tool under his command. But now the Xuanyuan Sword was gone.
"Hey, isn't this the new Captain Fang? How's it going? Enjoying your time as captain while Brother Xiu's been away for the past six months?" Yang Ming said sarcastically.
After learning from the fat man that Fang Moli was now the captain, he was furious. Without Brother Xiu, there would be no headquarters. How could someone else be the captain?
Faced with Yang Ming's sarcastic remarks, Fang Moli remained silent, which was unusual for him. Normally, he would have at least put on a show of arrogance.
At this moment, the minister explained, "Fang Xiu, you have been missing for half a year. The headquarters cannot be without a captain for a day, so everyone elected Fang Moli as the acting captain. Now that you have returned, the position of captain is naturally yours. No, to be precise, you have always been the captain, and the headquarters has never dismissed you from your post."
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