Chapter 1164: Chapter 873 My Fate! I’m Here! (Two in One)_2
"Where are you now?" the person in charge asked.
"At the entrance of arena 7," Qiao Sang glanced at the signboard not far away and answered.
"Then co in through entrance 7, show the ticket inspector the stamped docunts for the assessnt task, and they’ll let you in," the person in charge said thodically.
"Once inside, keep turning left, and you’ll see the special operations room."
"Okay," Qiao Sang hung up.
Following the given directions, she smoothly entered the interior and reached the special operations room.
Inside, quite a few people stood with their Pet Beasts.
As soon as Qiao Sang entered, she saw Fang Lan, who had spoken to her earlier.
Unlike before, Fang Lan was now dressed in the special operations uniform.
Fang Lan saw Qiao Sang as well, with a flash of shock in her eyes.
"And you are?" A man in a black suit with a crew cut walked over.
From his serious tone, it was clear he was the person in charge who had just been on the phone.
"I’m Qiao Sang, here for the assessnt task to manage order," Qiao Sang said, "I just spoke with you on the phone."
The person in charge looked at her in surprise, thinking she seed too young, like a minor...
Before he could speak, Fang Lan rushed over with astonishnt.
"You actually took the assessnt task? Are you participating in the regional competition?"
Turns out they’re busy with the sa matter, but why did we separate, and you changed clothes so quickly... Qiao Sang glanced at her, sarcastically thinking, but outwardly responded calmly with "Mm."
"Do you know each other?" the person in charge asked.
"We chatted outside the arena," Fang Lan replied with a complex expression.
"Since you know each other, you’ll be responsible for the sa area," the person in charge suggested thoughtfully, "How about Zone B."
Anyone who can sign up for the regional competition is at least a C-level Beast Tar, and both of them look young, who knows if they might beco famous at the regional competition.
...
Five minutes later.
Above Zone B.
"I didn’t expect you to sign up for this year’s regional competition." Fang Lan sat atop the Feathered Red Falcon, breaking the silence.
"Also?" Qiao Sang briefly pondered and asked, "Are you here because of the assessnt task too?"
Fang Lan responded with an "Mm," "I accepted this assessnt task a month ago, knowing the ti was coming soon, I specifically ca from Tianyi City yesterday."
After saying that, she looked over with a very complex expression:
"You don’t look like you’re at the age to participate in the regional competition."
Qiao Sang replied straightforwardly, "Neither do you."
Fang Lan paused, then couldn’t help but smile: "I’m already 32."
Qiao Sang glanced at her, sincerely saying, "You don’t look it."
With these words, Fang Lan’s goodwill towards Qiao Sang skyrocketed. She coughed a little before asking:
"How many assessnt tasks have you completed?"
"Including this one, four," Qiao Sang didn’t hide.
Only four... Between goodwill, Fang Lan reassured, "You seem younger than , having the qualification to sign up for the regional competition is already comndable. When I first signed up, after a year, I completed only nine tasks despite my hardest efforts, and lacked formal competition qualification. The second ti, although I completed all tasks, I got eliminated after one match in the preliminaries. This is already my third ti signing up for the regional competition."
It’s been nearly seven months, and including tasks from Yongtian City, only four have been completed. With such slow efficiency, the likelihood of eting her in this year’s regional competition is low... Fang Lan thought, looking at Qiao Sang with softened eyes.
She saw her previous self in Qiao Sang.
This experience, really unfortunate... Qiao Sang sympathized inwardly for 0.1 seconds and comforted:
"You’ll definitely achieve better results than last ti."
Fang Lan instinctively answered, "Thank you."
After speaking, she paused, feeling that sothing was a bit off.
Just as Fang Lan was about to say more, fireworks burst intensely in the sky.
Various Flight Type Pet Beasts swiftly flew through the splendid fireworks.
"Ladies and gentlen, welco to the 654th Flight Conference!" The host, standing atop a white Flight Type Pet Beast, took the microphone and passionately spoke from the airspace over the field’s center.
Cheers echoed nonstop.
Qiao Sang, above Zone B, watched the scene with a unique feeling.
No doubt, being a participant and an observer truly feels different.
"Gangzhan..."
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