Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls-Chapter 427 - 239: My Brother Meng Biao!

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Chapter 427: Chapter 239: My Brother Meng Biao!

Don’t say your big brother doesn’t take care of you!

The two exchanged glances and suddenly burst into laughter with perfect harmony.

It’s utterly genuine and heartfelt.

...

After grabbing a mission reward from Meng Biao, Fang Yu returned to the captain’s room and tossed the dice.

The dice tumbled in mid-air and settled on a point:

4!

Not bad, that’s a decent number.

The next moment, Fang Yu’s experience panel showed the following change:

Lord Level: 35 (200k/2800k) → (2700k/2800k)

And the Secret Treasure [Thunderstorm Realm] also transformed into four scrolls within the panel space, quietly floating, each harboring immense power that, once unleashed, could send lightning everywhere.

As for military merits,

It’s actually what Fang Yu cares the least about.

The reason is simple; during this period of marching, Fang Yu’s military merits have long reached the upper limit of the captain rank, no matter how much more it increases, it’s already maxed out.

To upgrade from captain to major rank, Fang Yu needs to obtain an Honor Medal.

The Honor Medal is hard to get, but according to Fang Yu and Kong Huaao’s secret mission, if handled well, he might obtain this Honor Medal as a reward from the secret operation.

This reward is likely to fall into Meng Biao’s lap.

If calculated well, perhaps great achievements can be made.

Meng Biao, oh Meng Biao...

Not only did you bring me a mission reward, but there’s also a chance you might bring me an Honor Medal in the future.

"Indeed, my good brother!"

Fang Yu stood in the captain’s room and murmured.

In the distance, Meng Biao, flipping through special letters in the strategy room, suddenly sneezed, then looked around cautiously.

Damn... I always feel like someone is cursing me behind my back, feeling an uneasy chill the past few days... a bad omen...

...

Around noon the next day, Wang Yuanwei took a small sea ship and arrived at Southeast Stone Island.

Mr. Wang, who had been itching for activity due to the Alchemist Association’s influence, hadn’t had any work, only idly lounging in Lu Kun’s estate – living the idle life of being served by black silk maids, waking naturally from sleep every day.

Boring, this isn’t the life old Mr. Wang wants!

Without struggle, what’s the meaning of life?

Wang Yuanwei, usually working intensely for at least 12 hours a day, finally rediscovered himself under Fang Yu’s call!

Absolutely delighted!

Wang Yuanwei was very happy; upon arriving at Southeast Stone Island, he joyfully grabbed his toolbox and ran over to Fang Yu’s ship, diving into the parts of the Salted Fish, taking out the seal pattern tools, and immersing himself in his beloved money-making business!

Watching top-level workhorse Wang Yuanwei re-ignite his passion and dive headfirst into the seal pattern business, ignoring even himself, Fang Yu chuckled silently.

He simply let Wang Yuanwei continue enchanting on his ship.

As for Fang Yu himself...

He borrowed a small sea ship, concealed his scent and form, and quietly left Southeast Stone Island.

Approximately after sailing nearly 50 nautical miles and confirming that Southeast Stone Island’s observation points couldn’t see his position,

Fang Yu sat in the small sea ship and casually tore open a scroll.

As the scroll was torn open, a mystical aura quickly flowed out from it.

The next moment, mist quietly descended, completely shrouding the sea around the ship.

Fang Yu stood up and looked into the depths of the mist. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He saw a tall, thin figure standing in the deep mist of another ship, making a gesture inviting him.

"Long time no see, welcome back to the black market ship..."