Chapter 1098
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Chapter 1098: Uninvited Guest
An Qingyu’s gaze swept over the wound, and his eyes narrowed.
A gray light flickered in his pupils. Under the analysis of the “Only Correct Answer,” he quickly deduced a lot of information from the shape of the wound.
From the angle of the wound, it should have been Bai Li Pangpang who had actively cut open his abdomen, and the weapon that caused the wound should be the standard straight knife of the Night Watchmen. Although simple hemostatic measures had been taken, it looked as if it had experienced some intense battle and had burst open again, much worse than when it was first cut.
Without saying a word, An Qingyu took out his dissection and suturing equipment and began to treat Bai Li Pangpang’s wound.
Although he couldn’t treat diseases, he still had some means for external injuries.
“No anesthetic, bear with it,” An Qingyu said while disinfecting the wound.
Bai Li Pangpang responded with a grunt.
An Qingyu glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke up:
“This injury, did you do it to yourself? They said you went missing after the battle started, that you went to self-harm? Why would you do that? Is it related to the jade Ruyi that Yuanshi Tianzun stuffed into your belly back in Fengdu?”
After this series of questions, before Bai Li Pangpang could respond, An Qingyu had already drawn a conclusion, staring at him seriously.
“You… actually participated in that battle, right?”
“You’re hiding here because you’re afraid of being discovered by the others, because they saw you in the fight… You’re afraid they’ll recognize you?”
Bai Li Pangpang lay on the ground, staring blankly at him for a moment before giving a helpless smile.
“Qingyu, everyone has their secrets, don’t they?”
“I understand.”
An Qingyu nodded, not pressing further, and continued quietly treating Bai Li Pangpang’s wound.
Once the wound was treated, An Qingyu began to pilot the plane, flying straight towards the direction of Shangjing City with many new recruits.
Bai Li Pangpang patted his stitched-up belly, covered the wound with his clothes, cleared his throat a couple of times, and walked out of the cockpit.
An Qingyu glanced back through the cockpit door.
Seeing Bai Li Pangpang suddenly walk out of the cockpit, Shen Qingzhu, Jiang Er, and the others were quite surprised. They saw Bai Li Pangpang smiling and scratching his head, saying something, and they nodded and sat back down, not noticing Bai Li Pangpang’s wound.
An Qingyu withdrew his gaze and continued piloting the plane.
…
On the northern border of the Great Xia.
Xuehan Pass.
In a simple office, a folding sofa was placed behind the desk, and sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the sleeping Shaoping Ge’s face. His eyelashes fluttered, and he slightly opened one eye.
He stared at the ceiling for a long time, let out a long breath, wrapped in his down jacket, sat up from the folding sofa, and stretched lazily towards the window.
As the northernmost A-level war pass of the Great Xia, Xuehan Pass is located in a vast expanse of ice-covered primitive jungle. Outside the window, apart from the endless cold forest, in the distance, there was the misty wall of divine miracles.
Knock, knock, knock—!
A light knocking sound echoed.
“Come in, I’m awake,” Shaoping Ge said calmly.
A Night Watchman stepped into the office and, seeing Shaoping Ge with one eye open and one eye closed, asked with some concern, “Captain Shao, how’s the situation in the west?”
“It’s all fine now,” Shaoping Ge replied. “Those outer gods have all been killed, and the National Guardian Divine Tablet has been preserved.”
Hearing this, the Night Watchman let out a sigh of relief.
“By the way, Captain Shao,” the Night Watchman seemed to remember something, “I came to tell you that we just received news from headquarters. In the next couple of days, the Night Watchmen’s border defense troops will be dispersed to twelve A-level passes, so we need to prepare to enter war mode.”
Shaoping Ge raised an eyebrow. “It’s finally here… Alright, I understand.”
The Night Watchman turned to leave, and Shaoping Ge sat back down at his desk with one eye open, casually picking up a steaming thermos, blowing on it. Just then, a ripple suddenly appeared on the surface of the water in the thermos.
Shaoping Ge was taken aback.
In the next moment, as if sensing something, he suddenly stood up from his chair and turned to look out the window.
At the end of the thousand-mile cold forest, a massive figure nearly a hundred meters tall slowly emerged from the rolling misty border.
The gray-white mist flowed away, and six pure white wings, under the light of the cold sun, radiated circles of golden halos. It stood there quietly, like a legendary angel stepping out from an ancient mural.
The moment Shaoping Ge saw this figure, the thermos in his hand slipped to the ground, spilling hot tea everywhere.
His expression darkened as he quickly dialed the fixed phone on his desk. Just then, the holy and blazing angel slightly tilted its head, its gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of barriers between the thousand-mile cold forest and Xuehan Pass, locking eyes with him.
Shaoping Ge froze in place.
In front of the misty border, the angel standing silently parted its lips, and a voice suddenly echoed in Shaoping Ge’s ears.
Shaoping Ge was stunned.
“This is the Night Watchman headquarters, please speak,” a voice came from the other end of the phone.
Shaoping Ge held the microphone in his hand, casting a complex glance at the golden angel. “This is Shaoping Ge, the temporary head of Xuehan Pass… On the northern border of the Great Xia, we have observed the divine being numbered 003, the Seraphim Michael. No offensive intent has been detected, but…”
Shaoping Ge paused and spoke again: “It says it has come to find someone…”
…
An Qingyu stood in the military airport of Shangjing City, carrying a black coffin, watching new recruits disembark from the plane and board the bus heading to the training camp.
Shen Qingzhu and Bai Li Pangpang stood silently on either side of him.
Yuan Gang stepped off a bus and walked directly in front of them, looking around with some confusion.
“Where are Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan? Didn’t they come back with you?”
After sending the “Nightfall” team and the new recruits to the Pamir Plateau, the instructors like Yuan Gang returned to Shangjing City to stand by, unaware of everything happening on the western border.
An Qingyu’s eyes narrowed slightly, he opened his mouth but didn’t say much, only giving a soft “mm.”
Yuan Gang nodded slightly. “You’ve worked hard in the snowfields during this time… Leave the remaining finishing work at the training camp to us, you all should take a good rest.”
Yuan Gang patted An Qingyu on the shoulder, smiled at the others, and turned to lead the new recruits straight towards the training camp.
An Qingyu and the others stood silently in place.
“What’s next for us?” Jiang Er’s voice came from the Bluetooth speaker at his waist.
“Back to headquarters… Once Commander Zuo returns, perhaps everything will have answers,” An Qingyu said slowly.
As they walked out of the military airport’s gate, just as they were about to leave, a boy in a bright red hoodie blocked their path.
The boy chewed gum, sizing them up from head to toe.
“You guys are Lin Qiye’s companions, right?”
