Chapter 173 Distant Horizons

Jiang Tu searched for traces of Baze, following them to a remote wilderness 20 kilometers from the scene of the incident.

Jiang Tu thought he would continue to pursue Baze in the direction he disappeared, tracking him to his next teleportation point. But a scene that stunned Jiang Tu unfolded—Baze was… flying?

Jiang Tu couldn't help but scoff inwardly. As expected of someone who could stir up trouble in various countries and move about as if in an uninhabited land, just look at this collection of incredibly life-saving Star Techniques!

Output and damage aside, Jiang Tu had already seen three escape Star Techniques!

Purple Lightning Flash, Teleport, and now, Flight.

Clearly, the speed of Flight wasn't as fast as the former two, but without a doubt, Flight conserved Star Power more efficiently.

Especially spatial-type Teleport Star Techniques, which consumed an extremely considerable amount of Star Power. Baze shouldn't have been able to withstand such a high frequency of teleportation, but he still wanted to escape far away.

He didn't choose to hide or rest in place. Already teleporting at a high altitude, he flew forward rapidly, heading east all the way.

However, Baze flew higher and higher, eventually entering the layers of clouds above, disappearing from sight.

At the same time, Jiang Xiao reappeared next to Jiang Tu.

Jiang Tu instantly reset, and Jiang Xiao summoned the Sea-Swallowing Garment, draping it over Jiang Tu's body.

Without a word, Jiang Tu, beneath his disguised colored contacts, had the strange light of the Nine Stars Array twinkling in his eyes. Jiang Xiao placed a hand on his shoulder, and the two directly teleported into the high altitude.

After completing all of this, Jiang Xiao quickly returned to the Great Northwest, back to Er Wei's spacious and enormous office.

Jiang Xiao picked up the Gold-Red Candle Flame he had just brought out from the Calamity Shadow World, and the constellation map on his chest surged towards its semi-transparent, Star Power-rippling body, following the flame atop the Gold-Red Candle Flame's head.

Er Wei watched Jiang Xiao silently, not disturbing him.

He was too busy, and too tired.

She was a world-class Star Warrior with high status and power, even at the peak of the Star Sea.

But in front of Jiang Xiao, she helplessly realized that she couldn't help at all, and could only quietly guard him like this.

A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Er Wei glanced at Jiang Xiao, finding him leaning against the sofa with his arms crossed, expressionless, and with a somewhat hollow look in his eyes.

In front of Jiang Xiao, a Gold-Red Candle Flame with Gold-Red flames burning in its eyes was moving strangely, hopping on the ground, its little feet seemingly out of control.

The round body occasionally stumbled, rolling around on the ground.

Er Wei sat behind her desk, looked at the door, and said, "Enter."

A man and a woman, dressed in black camouflage military uniforms, with armbands on their right arms, black backgrounds embroidered with a blood-red character "Night."

"Report!"

"Report!"

The man and woman spoke in unison, their voices overlapping, but the man's voice was powerful and resonant, while the woman's voice was particularly pleasant.

If Jiang Xiao's attention were in the office, he would definitely think that he had finally found a woman whose timbre could rival Er Wei's.

So distinctive!

Er Wei's voice was hoarse, deep, and very magnetic. People might not be used to it at first, but the more they listened, the more they would be captivated. Er Wei was not only suitable for telling late-night ghost stories, but also for being a midnight female anchor.

And this newcomer really had a good voice, a natural talent for singing.

The man and woman looked straight ahead, their attitudes very proper, standing straight, waiting for Er Wei's command.

However, they caught sight of the youth sitting on the sofa and the Gold-Red Candle Flame rolling around on the ground.

"Wang Lang," Er Wei slowly said.

Wang Lang hurriedly came back to his senses, his body tensing, chest out: "Here!"

Er Wei slowly opened her mouth and said, "My Tail Feather Regiment already has a Fu Hei. I don't want to see a second Fu Hei."

It could be seen that Er Wei had learned about Wang Lang's temperament from the files.

To describe it in simple terms… well, he lived up to his name! (浪 means "wave," implying a wild, untamed nature)

Wang Lang had neat short hair and a slender figure. His physical talent was very good. At first glance, many people would think he was an agility-based warrior, but he was a genuine healing-type Star Warrior.

Wang Lang said with a serious expression, "Yes!"

It was hard to tell if he was faking it or not, but one thing was certain: being able to join the Northwest Night Watch, this sole Tail Feather - Light Chasing Regiment, was the supreme glory of a Night Watchman!

If he could be a small captain here, he wouldn't want to be a regiment commander in another army, even if they gave him one!

A regiment with a designation, the only Light Chasing Regiment in all of China, what kind of concept was that?

This was a team with complete supply and support systems, operating completely independently! And it was also an independent unit sent to Dajiang Province to guard the border!

If you went out and told your comrades that you were from the Tail Feather Regiment, it definitely wasn't just a matter of being looked at with higher regard... well, you'd probably be looked at with much higher regard...

"En Jie, ever heard of him?" Er Wei said faintly, but she couldn't help but look at the swaying Gold-Red Candle Flame.

The little guy seemed to not want to disturb everyone, so he walked back to the sofa and tried hard to jump up.

But this little guy overestimated his jumping ability, and Jiang Xiao also seemed to overestimate his control over the Gold-Red Candle Flame's body, so the Gold-Red Candle Flame suddenly leaped, and its soft, bouncy body hit the side of the sofa cushion. Its round head (face) sank into the sofa cushion and was bounced out again...

Everyone present was a highly qualified soldier, all strictly trained. In such a solemn occasion, no one could laugh, unless... unless... no! There was no unless! They just couldn't laugh!

"Heard, heard of him!" Wang Lang's words were a bit stuttering. He took a step forward and stood up straight again. His action was probably intentional. After taking a step forward, his peripheral vision could no longer see the Gold-Red Candle Flame behind him.

The team that Shi Enjie once led was also famous in the Northwest Night Watch. It was a "King of Hell Team."

Because the mission targets of Shi Enjie's team were mostly people, not Star Beasts or other-dimensional spaces.

"Mm." Er Wei made a nasal sound, flipping through the information casually, "Your grades are very good. It wouldn't be a waste to be a Light Chasing captain in En Jie's Second Regiment.

But you were parachuted in, handpicked by me. Three of your team members are former Tail Feather Regiment soldiers. If you don't handle it well, pack your things and go back to your original team."

"Guarantee to complete the mission!" Wang Lang said loudly. Whether he could join was one thing, but being sent back after joining would be a big deal!

From then on, he would probably have no face to stay in the Northwest Night Watch.

"Mm." Er Wei tilted her head slightly to one side, and Wang Lang took a step to the right.

Er Wei looked at the woman behind, Lin Wan Yan, long ponytail, oval face, bright eyes and white teeth, tall. For a celebrity, maybe her figure was just right, but for a Light Chaser, she was too slender.

Er Wei said, "A general's personality will determine the personality of a team. Under your leadership, your team's style is steady and the members are very composed."

Lin Wan Yan looked ahead and did not respond.

Er Wei continued, "Under Northwest King Li Yi Xu, would you be willing to be a Light Chasing captain?"

Lin Wan Yan responded, her voice as warm as water and extremely pleasant: "I will obey the organization's arrangements."

Er Wei continued, "The other two captains under Li Yi Xu are Da Sheng Sun Da Sheng, and Ling Jiu, who will be transferred in two days. The First Regiment led by Li Yi Xu will be the spearhead team in the Tail Feather Regiment."

Saying that, Er Wei threw the information on the table and said, "Show your own style characteristics, cooperate well with other teams, and be steady and meticulous. The First Regiment needs this."

Lin Wan Yan: "Yes."

Clerk Li Yi Xu, Great Sage Sun Da Sheng...

Hearing the two code names, Lin Wan Yan's heart also became active. These were all heavyweight names, great gods who had retreated from the Dragon Cave unscathed! Figures that the entire Chinese military had to look up to!

Especially Li Yi Xu, whose code name in the Tail Feather Regiment was Clerk, but his original code name was Northwest King. He was one of the trademarks of the Northwest Night Watch.

As for the person code-named "Ling Jiu," Lin Wan Yan had also heard of him for a long time. After all, they were all from the Northwest Night Watch, and they knew the senior officers in the combat sequence relatively well.

Interestingly, this "Ling Jiu" was once Fu Hei's deputy. Since Fu Hei was demoted, Ling Jiu took over the mess left by Fu Hei. Now it seemed that Er Wei was going to recruit this highly capable regimental-level cadre.

Er Wei said, "If there are no objections, take up your posts immediately and report to your regiment commander."

The two stood at attention and saluted. Under Er Wei's instruction, they did not leave directly. They seemed to know how to behave very well, turned to look at Jiang Xiao, and saluted at attention as well.

If Er Wei had the halo of high status and power, and had killed her way through the Dragon Cave, then the reputation of this little Poisonous Milk in front of her was not only limited to the Chinese military, but was world-renowned.

His and Er Wei's influence were not on the same level.

Jiang Xiao's eyes had some focus. On weekdays, he would definitely get up and return the salute, but at this time...

He wasn't putting on airs. The slight nod of his head was already a great effort, after all, he was controlling the Gold-Red Candle Flame at this time.

The two captains walked out, their impression of Jiang Xiao greatly changed. In their brief contact, they didn't find the mischievous look of the little Poisonous Milk at the World Cup.

As the two went downstairs, Lin Wan Yan said softly, "Big difference. It seems that outside the camera, he is a very serious person."

Wang Lang covered his mouth with one hand and whispered, "Not necessarily. I feel that his attention was attracted by the Gold-Red Candle Flame. Maybe he is not very serious, just attracted by toys."

Lin Wan Yan: "..."

That's our Tail Feather Regiment's second-in-command. Is it really appropriate for you to call him a child who likes toys?

At the same time, in the office, just as Er Wei was about to say something, she saw a trace of joy appearing on Jiang Xiao's expressionless face.

Er Wei looked at the Gold-Red Candle Flame rolling around on the ground, but saw that the little guy had suddenly learned to walk!

His "hemiplegia" suddenly healed?

Jiang Xiao looked happy, turned to look at Er Wei, and gestured at the suite.

Er Wei understood immediately, got up, and walked towards the suite. The two entered in single file, and the little Candle Flame followed behind, waddling.

The Gold-Red Candle Flame hopped and hopped, like a burning balloon, completely becoming a spirit, and even "woo~ woo~" calling out...