"Flying to Beixiong Nation..."

A broadcast announcement rang through the air, and Ya Se and his companions got up and approached Jiang Chen.

"Mr. Jiang, if you happen to have time to visit Beixiong Nation in the future, please give us a call." Alice smiled as she spoke.

"Sure!" Jiang Chen nodded in agreement, took out his phone, and exchanged mobile numbers with Ya Se.

"Then we're going to board the plane first!" Putting away his phone, Ya Se spoke softly.

Jiang Chen responded with a light chuckle and a nod.

Watching Ya Se and the others leave, Leng Ming, puzzled, said: "Mr. Jiang, why go to the trouble of helping them? And giving them such precious elixirs?"

"Fa Rang is the Judgment Chief of the Holy Court. Given that Ya Se can speak directly to Fa Rang, his identity is by no means simple. Moreover... his strength should surpass that old man's!" Jiang Chen spoke softly.

"His strength? I didn't feel like he was strong at all?" Leng Ming responded in surprise.

Jiang Chen said with profound meaning: "Can you sense my strength?"

"You... you mean to say..." Leng Ming's eyes brightened.

"Yes. No matter which power they belong to, since they are enemies of the Soul Devouring Group and possess certain strength, it's beneficial to form a good connection with them."

Jiang Chen gave a slight nod: "After the battle at your family, everyone should feel that relying solely on the power of Flame Dragon, we might not be able to contend with the Soul Devouring Group and Gene Organization, since they are international forces. Therefore, joining hands with other international powers is our only way out!"

Leng Ming nodded slightly.

"Mr. Jiang, the contact person is here!" Spirit You's gaze suddenly sharpened as he spoke in a low voice.

Jiang Chen glanced at Spirit You and followed his gaze. Not far away, a voluptuously figured woman dressed in revealing clothing was walking towards them.

"People from Flame Dragon?" Jiang Chen expressed his surprise.

"The people from Spa Training Camp basically include individuals from various countries around the world, with each country's contact being a native!" Spirit You explained in a low voice.

"Handsome guy!" The woman approached Jiang Chen and his group and immediately draped herself around Jiang Chen's neck: "Interested in having some fun together?"

"What kind of fun do you want to have?" Jiang Chen asked indifferently.

The woman gave Jiang Chen a meaningful look and whispered: "I want to have fun... introducing myself. I wonder if handsome is willing to play?"

"Jiang Chen, Family Head of the Jiang Family of Jincheng!" Jiang Chen glanced at the woman and replied softly.

The woman was slightly startled, gave Jiang Chen a surprised look, and then took her hand off his neck and turned to Spirit You: "Mr. Spirit You, you didn't mention that the person going to our training camp was Mr. Jiang!"

"What's the matter? Does the training camp pick and choose its people?" Spirit You furrowed his brows slightly.

The woman shook her head gently: "The training camp never discriminates in receiving people. However, Mr. Jiang's presence has caused our camp's Iron War God to fail his first solo mission and the first group mission for this session, bringing humiliation to this term's trainees. If Mr. Jiang goes to the training camp, I'm afraid it won't be so peaceful!"

"That doesn't matter." Jiang Chen replied indifferently: "You just need to take us to the training camp."

The woman looked at Jiang Chen, smiled slightly: "Since Mr. Jiang thinks it's not an issue, I'll take you there. But don't say I didn't warn you, what kind of challenges you'll face at the training camp is hard to say!"

With those words, the woman no longer paid attention to Jiang Chen and his group and turned to walk towards the boarding gate.

Jiang Chen and his companions exchanged glances and followed in stride.

...

Spa Training Camp is located on an island in Spa.

This island has a circumference of hundreds of kilometers; an iron wall is built starting from the edge of the island, with an electric fence encircling it.

The island houses various kinds of buildings, with all sorts of training grounds that one could ask for.

In the southern part of the island, there is an airport that covers thousands of kilometers. At the moment, at the airport, a dozen burly men are quietly surrounding a middle-aged man from Beixiong Nation, with a full beard, as they wait.

"Commander Ivan, who's coming? And why do we all need to wait here together?" A middle-aged man dressed in a white suit looked discontentedly at the middle-aged man from Beixiong Nation.

Ivan Ivanovich, the chief instructor of Spa Training Camp!

"Mr. Ge'er Ming, the person coming this time wants to see the person in charge of the training camp," Ivan said in a soft voice.

Ge'er Ming laughed and said, "Chief Instructor Ivan, am I supposed to meet with anyone now?"

"Sir, this time it's the Dark Night Angel Mercenary Corps who's brokering the meeting. If you do not wish to meet them, you are free to leave!" Ivan glanced at Ge'er Ming and spoke confidently.

"Dark Night Angel Mercenary Corps?!" Ge'er Ming was taken aback for a moment, a wary look flashing in his eyes.

Although Spa Training Camp is powerful, they dare not disregard the Dark Night Angel Mercenary Corps - that's the world's number one mercenary group!

"Since it's someone from the Dark Night Angel Mercenary Corps who's arranging this, then I'll reluctantly wait here for a bit," Ge'er Ming said, with an air of arrogance.

Ivan looked at Ge'er Ming, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth:

If it weren't for the Ge'er Family's preparation for the inheritance competition, which forbids any participant of the competition and their supporters from meddling with Spa Training Camp, how could it be possible for a worthless person like you to take charge of the training camp!

Sigh!

With an inward sigh, a touch of melancholy appeared in Ivan's eyes; he wondered which sir could win the identity of the inheritor. Once the successor is determined, the training camp will switch hands. What will become of him then? Will the new person in charge still employ him?

"Ivan Ivanovich, are you thinking about whether or not you should stay after the Family Head competition is over?" Ge'er Ming said, his eyes spinning as he spoke softly.

Ivan's brow furrowed slightly and he turned to look at Ge'er Ming, a hint of suspicion in his gaze.

"Chief Instructor Ivan, the training camp has always remained neutral during the succession competition, but this competition is different. Ge'er Te has been killed by the Dark Church, Ge'er Yan is an illegitimate child who is roaming outside, and only Ge'er Da can be considered as a legitimate child of the family. Don't you have any thoughts, Chief Instructor Ivan?" Ge'er Ming looked meaningfully at Ivan.

Ivan's face changed and he said solemnly, "The training camp does not participate in the successor competition. This has always been the Ge'er Family's rule. Are you, Mr. Ge'er Ming, intending to break this rule? Does the Family Head agree?"

"Ivan Ivanovich, stop trying to scare me with the Family Head!"

Ge'er Ming's expression darkened, and he said with a cold laugh, "Let me tell you frankly, it's a done deal that Ge'er Da will become the successor. If you don't show your loyalty ahead of time, once little Da becomes the successor, don't even think about staying in the training camp. And if you leave the training camp, do you think the Ruo'er Family will let you go?"

"You..."

Ivan's face changed and he glared fiercely at Ge'er Ming, then turned his head away and stopped looking at him, a worried expression flickering in his eyes.

PS: Starting today, I will occasionally switch into some 'mini-theater' mode, I hope everyone will enjoy it.

Mini-theater:

'Point Dance Big Big Niubi': Jiang Chen, why do you only pop out for a short while every day and then disappear? Do you know how anxious we've all been waiting?

Jiang Chen nodded: I know.

'Point Dance Big Big Niubi': Knowing that, why don't you come out for a bit longer?

Jiang Chen with a bitter smile: I can't help it; blame that miserable author. Talking about dancing, those fingers can't even move. Otherwise, I'd already have taken to the skies!

'Point Dance Big Big Niubi' ponders: Seems like the razors I sent weren't enough...

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