Her tone shifted, carrying deeper doubts.
"Why exactly this na? Why not another? And Master’s tone last night clearly took ’Drought Fiend’ as the true na of that Life Ghost. Among this...there might be a deeper connection we are unaware of. Perhaps...that Life Ghost is really linked to the fall of the legendary Nvba? Even..."
Wei Banng’s voice dropped further, carrying a guess that even made herself feel a bit horrific.
"Is it a product of Divine Power or resentnt tainted and twisted after Nvba’s fall?"
Lu Jiuyuan and Chu Kuanglan both drew in a sharp breath, instinctively looking at Jiang Wei.
This conjecture was more terrifying than a re Life Ghost.
Fang Qingyu happened to be resting and was walking towards them.
Seeing the three gathered together, faces looking deeply troubled and frowning, he couldn’t help but smile.
"Enough." Fang Qingyu’s voice carried a hint of lightness, breaking the grave atmosphere by the sideline, "Pondering over these unknown ancient secrets now has no aning."
He walked up to the three and glanced over the Ancient Volu in their hands and their weary faces.
"Enemies of that level aren’t sothing we can solve just by thinking right now. Instead of wasting ntal effort guessing here, it’s better to think about sothing practical."
"Practical?" Wei Banng lifted her head, eyes questioning.
"For example..." Fang Qingyu’s mouth curved into an enigmatic smile, "when we reach the Arctic Front, where exactly do we go?"
"Where to go?"
Wei Banng and the other two were simultaneously taken aback, their confusion deepening.
"Isn’t it directly to the Arctic Front?" Chu Kuanglan grumbled, "Didn’t Master say that we all have to go there? Can we choose a place?"
Lu Jiuyuan also frowned and said: "Isn’t the front a unified defense line?"
"Certainly not."
Fang Qingyu shook his head with a smile, taking out his phone from his tactical waist bag, unlocking the screen and opening an app with a very simple, even sowhat crude icon.
The app’s na was just two cold black characters.
Arctic.
He turned the phone screen towards the three of them.
"Look at this."
Wei Banng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan imdiately leaned over.
They saw the phone screen displaying an extrely simplified map.
The map’s background was a cold white, symbolizing the Arctic Ice Field.
And near the map’s edge, within the winding black ’Great Wall’, there were over twenty city icons of varying sizes and shapes sprawled like stars.
Under each city icon, there was a brief text labeling the city’s na.
These city nas were bizarre and varied in style:
[Ice Castle], icon representing a sharp-edged blue fortress.
[Eternal Winter City], icon representing a spired castle covered in snow.
[New Port], icon of an icebreaker and a lighthouse.
[Edelweiss Shelter], icon of a small white flower blossoming in the snowstorm.
[Deep Diver Camp], icon pointing towards the ice layer below.
...
More than twenty city icons were densely distributed inside that line representing the Arctic Great Wall, like a string of pearls embedded on the edge of the ice field.
Each icon exudes a completely different aura.
So were cold and solid, so were fiercely wild, so were full of order, and so carried loneliness and vigilance.
"What is this...?"
Wei Banng’s clear eyes were filled with shock.
"Arctic Front APP." Fang Qingyu explained, "Master Yan sent it to last night. It’s specifically for those who are about to head to the Arctic Front, containing basic information and real-ti dynamics of each major human settlent on the frontline."
Fang Qingyu slid his finger across the screen, opening a city icon nad [Ironforge].
A brief introduction interface popped up on the screen:
[Ironforge]
Location: Western section of the Arctic Great Wall Defense Line, edge of the geothermal area.
Main Powers: Led by the Federation’s ’Heart of the Furnace’ corps, in collaboration with several heavy industry groups and civilian militias.
City Features: A large industrial-military complex fortress based on geothermal energy. It possesses strong equipnt manufacturing and repair capabilities. The populace is fierce, valuing power and forging.
Defense Rating: A-level (strong ability to withstand large-scale attacks, moderate adaptation to extre cold and infiltration operations).
Current Status: Orange alert (recently faced three or more Tier Two Peak Life Ghost group attacks, heavy pressure on the defense line, urgently needing mid to high-tier Martial Artists or Divine Chosen for support).
...
"See?"
Fang Qingyu withdrew the phone, looking at the three whose mouths were agape.
"The Arctic Front has never been a monolithic entity."
"It’s a layout that has existed from before the Federation’s unification, or even earlier. Countless forces, in order to combat a common threat, struggled to survive on the ice field edge, eventually forming these twenty-plus relatively independent human settlents, each with its own focus, not necessarily fully aligned in governance and military orders."
Fang Qingyu’s voice carried a sense of realism.
"Although everyone’s goal is to hold the Great Wall and stop the Life Ghosts from moving south, each city’s resource allocation, defense strategies, internal order, and even acceptance of the Federation’s authorities... are all different."
"It’s like the current Federation. Although on the surface united as one rope against the Life Ghosts, if you were to unravel this rope..."
Fang Qingyu made a gesture of unravelling.
"You’ll find that this seemingly sturdy rope is actually made up of countless threads of different materials, thicknesses, or even colors..."
"assembled together."
"And we can’t just blindly rush around past."
Fang Qingyu’s gaze swept over Wei Banng, Chu Kuanglan, and Lu Jiuyuan.
"We need to choose a city, join it, integrate into their defense system, so we can truly be effective and gain a foothold in that at grinder."
Wei Banng and the others looked at the densely packed city icons on Fang Qingyu’s phone screen, and then listened to his clear and reasoned analysis. The shock on their faces gradually turned to gravity and contemplation.
They had only thought about fighting on the front line before, never considering that the internal structure of the front line was so complex.
"So..." Wei Banng’s clear eyes looked at Fang Qingyu, carrying inquiry, "do you have any ideas?"
Chu Kuanglan and Lu Jiuyuan imdiately focused their gaze on Fang Qingyu.
Choosing which city to join will directly affect their future living conditions and combat environnt on the Arctic Front.
Fang Qingyu didn’t imdiately answer.
His fingers swept quickly across the phone screen while his gaze scanned over the icons of the twenty-plus uniquely different cities.
The sternness of Ice Castle, the solitude of Eternal Winter City, the robust thickness of Panshi Fortress, the sharpness of Eagle’s Nest, the pioneering spirit of New Port...
In the end, his finger stopped on one icon.
It was a glass snowflake shape, with four words labeled underneath:
[Glazed Light City].
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