The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 493: The Outcome - Fang's Victory - Novel Cool

Chapter 493: The Outcome - Fang's Victory

Chapter 493: The Outcome - Fang's Victory

Feng Xiangdong lay on the ground, feeling utterly defeated, not even having the strength to breathe.

He was truly disheartened.

Despairing as if he were dead.

This outcome, to be honest, even Fang Che hadn't anticipated this outcome. After all, when Feng Xiangdong participated in the King Rank battle, he was the second-best, right under Fang Che himself!

That was truly being second to only one person.

But now, here... This wasn't just a case of falling into a ditch; it was like capsizing an aircraft carrier in a ditch!

This sense of dissonance left Fang Che stunned, his mouth agape, unable to speak for a long time.

"Feng Xiangdong, you... Tch... I never expected this."

Feng Xiangdong, lying on the ground, covered his face. His ten toes curled tightly...

With the announcement of the new captain's appointment.

The new captain, Fang Che, walked solemnly towards the armchair under the complex gazes of his seven brothers.

He accepted the captaincy, donned the captain's uniform,

Wore the captain's badge and armband,

And draped the large cloak over his shoulders.

He sat down in the armchair with a steady and composed demeanor.

It was as if a new emperor had ascended the throne, solemn and dignified.

"Your subordinates, Mo Gan Yun, Yu Zhong Ge, and Feng Xiangdong, pay our respects to the captain!"

The seven men saluted in unison with a straight punch.

Fang Che maintained a dignified expression, offering a faint smile, and raised his right hand, "Please rise, fellow colleagues. From now on, we are brothers in the same trench, and our patrol duties are of great importance. It involves the reputation of the Guardians and Protectors, so I hope you will all lend your full support. Let's work together, weather the storms, and share the glory."

"We, your subordinates, thank the captain. We will work together with all our might, following your lead!"

Everyone bowed simultaneously.

Fang Che smiled.

Then, the captain's ceremony concluded.

What followed was.

"Your little brother, Mo Gan Yun, Yu Zhong Ge, Dong Yun Yu... Feng Xiangdong pays respects to Big Brother!"

This time, Fang Che couldn't remain seated.

Instead, he immediately stood up, "Please rise, brothers..."

The seven men stood up together, "Brother Fang!"

"Brothers, hello."

Then, Mo Gan Yun confidently stepped forward to accept their salute.

The six men saluted, "Second Brother Mo!"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Third Brother Yu!"

Yu Zhong Ge's eyes were filled with laughter.

Although he had lost to Mo Gan Yun, this was a common occurrence. Previously, when they sparred, their wins and losses were evenly split, and he had long stopped caring about it. The most crucial thing was... that he had gained three new little brothers, which made Yu Zhong Ge's heart race with excitement.

Especially the two who were also from the Wind, Rain, and Snow families...

Yu Zhong Ge's voice trembled, "Um, Old Seven, and Little Eight, you two still need to improve. You don't want to embarrass Fourth Brother, right? Well, you've been eating for so many years, and you haven't eaten your way into a dog's stomach, have you... Tch, tch... How did you end up like this? Hey, hey, if there's anything you don't understand in the future, come and ask Fourth Brother. Your Fourth Brother here knows everything, from geography to the Three Teachings, Nine Streams, Five Elements, and Eight Trigrams... In short, be humble, you must be humble..."

"Even when boasting, you have to consider your audience. Take Little Eight, for example... Tell me, what happened to you today?"

Dong Yun Yu pointed at the world, expounding on his views.

Xue Wan Ren and Feng Xiangdong initially lowered their heads, enduring the lecture, but as they listened, they couldn't hold back any longer.

They rushed forward and flipped this fresh Fourth Brother onto the ground, giving him a sound beating.

"Damn, you're still not done..."

Although it was a farce, the brothers and subordinates on this side had made their decisions.

In general, everyone was happy.

There were one or two who were dissatisfied, but the minority yielded to the majority. Besides, what right did they have to speak when they were the weakest?

With the matter settled and the truth revealed, Zhao Shanhe stood up and tried to run, but Shen Laotou grabbed him, "You haven't paid your bet yet!"

Fang Che also rushed forward, "General Overseer..."

He rubbed his hands together, looking distressed, "Oh, I never thought... Where do I collect the winnings?"

Zhao Shanhe's belly and eyes bulged, "I'm fcked..."

On the side, the Caiwu Changguan, responsible for paying the bet, had a mournful expression.

"Can't you give me some time?" Zhao Shanhe pleaded.

"General Overseer..."

Fang Che stared in shock, "You're the General Overseer of the Southeast Headquarters..."

"Stop! Don't say another word!"

Zhao Shanhe's face turned ashen, "Give it to him!"

The Caiwu Changguan looked defeated, "But that would empty our coffers..."

"Even if it empties our coffers, we can't renege on our debts.

Zhao Shanhe said with a dark expression, his anger evident as he stormed out.

The moment he left the patrol hall, the atmosphere became gloomy.

Damn, I've made history.

The first general overseer to lose his ass in a gambling match.

The Caiwu Changguan's face was filled with distress.

Fuck, following you as the Caiwu Changguan has been the unluckiest thing in my life. Every few days, the headquarters' warehouse rats are whining from hunger...

"I'll give you an advance on these, totaling 2,600 Supreme Spirit Crystals. The remaining 6,400, go to the finance department later and get it from me."

The Caiwu Changguan's face was filled with gloom.

"Then I... should at least have a receipt, right?" Fang Che was very meticulous.

If I don't get a receipt now, I probably won't even be able to enter the finance department. I understand these tricks better than you...

The Caiwu Changguan reluctantly wrote a note for Fang Che, and with Fang Che's enthusiastic thanks, he left with a sigh.

Damn it, I was planning to make a profit today.

But I ended up losing my entire capital... Zhao Shanhe, you bastard! After this year, find another Caiwu Changguan yourself. I'm not serving you anymore. Go find someone else if you want!

I don't want a job where there's no profit and I have to patch up holes and endure lightning strikes every day!

Everyone in the Southeast Headquarters calls me the God of Wealth, but who knows that I'm the biggest loser in the world!

Over there, Fang Che immediately went to negotiate with the captains, introduce himself, and receive the squad's task responsibilities and other related matters.

Meanwhile, Feng Xiangdong and the others gathered together to chat.

Some were smiling happily, while others sighed in distress.

Especially Feng Xiangdong, who was feeling regretful, thinking about how he had acted so grandly yesterday and booked a month of luxurious banquets... His intestines were twisting in agony.

Mo Gan Yun, on the other hand, remembered that he still had to renovate Fang Che's house...

The others also recalled that yesterday, all seven of them had promised to treat everyone to a month of meals.

But Fang Laoda hadn't even lined up, and he had gotten away with eating and drinking for free, and even the renovation was taken care of by Mo Gan Yun...

This bastard kept saying he was broke yesterday, but today he suddenly took out 1,000 Supreme Spirit Crystals! What wealth!

And on top of that, he won today!

A full 8,000 Supreme Spirit Crystals!

That's 9,000 in total!

A pure profit!

He couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't say anymore... I feel terrible..."

Feng Xiangdong covered his chest, feeling such heartache that he couldn't speak, "If news of today's events reaches my family, it'll be more embarrassing than Shit King..."

As soon as he said this, Xue Wan Ren's face turned even more distressed than Feng Xiangdong's, "I'm already feeling terrible, and you have to bring up Shit King again..."

Yu Zhongge coughed and said, "You probably forgot, but Shit King was created by Fang Laoda."

At that moment, Xue Wan Ren's eyes widened in surprise.

Yes, how could I have forgotten about this?

"But I was the first one to call him Shit King." Dong Yun Yu spoke proudly.

"..."

Xue Wan Ren completely broke down, "What kind of team have I joined! They're all my enemies!"

This statement was indeed true.

During the martial arts competition at the academy, Yu Zhongge and the others' Celestial Lord Team were arch-rivals with Xue Wan Shi. The origin of the name Shit King was due to Yu Zhongge and his team's actions...

Regardless, the team of eight members had already formed.

There was no way to back out, and it was unlikely that new members would be added midway! As they talked, Dong Yun Yu unexpectedly blurted out, "A bunch of trash!"

And he was beaten up again.

However, surprisingly, they gradually began to get along.

Dong Yun Yu even enjoyed the beatings because of Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wan Ren. Having these two under him was incredibly satisfying!

The direct heirs of the Feng, Yu, and Xue families!

"Jiejie jiejie..."

Dong Yun Yu's laughter never stopped.

Every time Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wan Ren heard this laughter, they felt their teeth grinding in hatred...

So Dong Yun Yu changed his signature laugh from 'Haha' to 'Jiejie'...

And they waited.

Finally, Fang Che returned.

"Deputy Captain, take Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba to the logistics department to collect all the supplies."

Fang Che threw out a note.

Mo Gan Yun stood up with a loud laugh, "Xiao Qi and Xiao Ba, follow me!"

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wan Ren followed dejectedly.

After collecting the items, Fang Che gathered everyone back for a meeting.

They were all dressed in standard patrol uniforms, looking very smart and alert.

As high-level martial artists, the injuries they had sustained were no longer visible, except for Dong Yun Yu, whose face still had a bruise from the recent beating, but it hadn't had time to fade yet.

On the table were eight copies of the patrol regulations.

"Silence!"

Fang Che knocked on the table solemnly, and the room immediately fell quiet.

"I have a few things to say."

Fang Che's face was stern as he spoke, "Brothers are brothers, and playing and joking are one thing, but work is work, and responsibilities are responsibilities! If anyone can't distinguish between the two, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Fang Che's intimidation had begun!

(End of Chapter)

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