392: Monitor

The museum was overflowing with people.

Xiao Fan felt like leaving.

This time, he was truly afraid of Song Mingguang seeing through him.

Also, he was already impatient to go investigate the thing they had just discussed.

sea gods heart!

Dominator of the Ocean!

These two terms both pointed to one thing.

Opportunity, a great Opportunity!

He didn't necessarily intend to snatch it; he just wanted to go see it. Definitely just look, not touch, hehe.

However, he had already reached the entrance of the exhibition hall where the statue was displayed, so he decided to take a look before leaving.

The venue covered several thousand square meters, incredibly vast and magnificent.

It was still the same saying.

The border never lacked land, and in this special era, for users of the earth element, building a museum was as simple as drinking water.

But the statue in the center of the hall clearly made people feel that the builders had poured countless effort and detail into it.

The statue's proportions were exactly like Xiao Fan's own, entirely crafted from extremely rare metal, emitting a faint silver glow all over its body.

Furthermore, behind the statue was a cloak made entirely of Blazing Gold, burning with crimson flames that seemed as if they would never extinguish.

The air conditioning in the museum was turned up high.

Everyone's bodies felt cool.

But once they saw that face, filled with determination and tenacity, everyone in the hall couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion, a wave of goosebumps.

Liu Yuan and Zhou Mi, the two children, stared blankly at the statue, their faces full of longing and admiration.

Liu Yuan even clenched his fists slightly, silently vowing in his heart that his only dream in this life was that after he died, someone would also be willing to cast a statue for him.

However, Xiao Fan himself, standing nearby, had a calm expression.

He knew very well that the purpose of this statue was for the "morale" of the border youths.

All the current honors were based on his sacrifice.

If he hadn't died, he certainly wouldn't be as glorious and great as he was now.

So he was very calm and didn't think it was a big deal.

He felt that people were revering him too soon.

Xiao Fan's legend had not yet begun!

At this moment, Xiao Fan's Kong Wu Realm once again heard the conversation between Song Mingguang and Jiang Linyuan.

Jiang Linyuan said coldly, "This statue is made like a pile of shit."

"It can't even show one-tenth of the Class Leader's demeanor."

"Especially that cloak, it's so fake it's disgusting."

Song Mingguang gazed at the statue and murmured, "Why are you so angry? It's not that bad, is it?"

Jiang Linyuan shook his head and said, "I don't know, but seeing this statue just infuriates me."

"It's as if the Class Leader is truly dead, truly at the point where people are reminiscing about him."

Thinking of this, Jiang Linyuan couldn't help himself.

In that confrontation with the Demon King Group, Light Squad lost two members, two living lives!

The original seven-person team now only had five members left.

But Jiang Linyuan knew that originally, perhaps not even five members would have remained.

Not long after the sky-filling deep green poisonous mist fell, it instantly permeated the other two members of the team. They had too many wounds and watched their blood vessels gradually turn green, only able to desperately cry for help.

Jiang Linyuan was Myth-Grade, so the impact on him was not too bad, and water-element abilities could also heal.

But while treating his teammates,

the opponent suddenly charged out and pierced his heart with a blade!

That strike was extremely deep and vicious!

At that time, watching the blood gush from his chest, he truly felt Death waving to him.

That battle was more tragic than people imagined. Apart from Xiao Fan's main battlefield, the others' secondary battlefields were also a matter of life and death.

But just as his Life Qi was about to completely dissipate, a large red flag-like flame streaked across his vision, covering his and his teammates' bodies.

Life Fire saved him and his teammates.

But the person who ultimately saved them could never wake up again.

When he was in Super God Class, he had no friendship with Xiao Fan whatsoever.

They hadn't even spoken.

Xiao Fan gave him the feeling of three words: not to be trifled with.

He exuded a worldly aura, not belonging to the same circle as a good boy like him.

His Family had told him since childhood to stay away from bad children, saying it takes three years to learn good, but three days to learn bad.

So he had always been a little afraid of Xiao Fan.

But no one expected that his life would be saved by such a person.

Later, all they could do was rely on their substantial Family backgrounds to directly elevate Xiao Fan to a pedestal.

The entire Super God Class, with over thirty large Families and more than ten super Families, essentially half of the Federation's power, all united, writing letters to the head of state, insisting on awarding Xiao Fan the Heroic Medal, and demanding that the funeral be of the highest possible standard.

This was the only thing they could do for their deceased classmate.

Furthermore, two weeks after the funeral, Dean Professor Wan Heng decided to elect a Class Leader. Everyone would vote for each other, with each person having three votes, which they could cast for themselves.

Including Xiao Dingdong, 46 people, a total of 138 votes.

The final result:

Xiao Fan: 138 votes.

Everyone else, 0 votes!

Super God Class did not need a Class Leader.

If necessary,

it could only be him!

Thinking of this, Jiang Linyuan looked at the statue and cursed in a cold voice, "This statue is f*cking ugly!"

But unexpectedly, his curse was a bit too loud and was heard by someone nearby.

"Hey, what did you just say?"

"Are you insulting Xiao Fan?"

"Little thing, do you know what crime it is to insult a martyr here!?"

One stone stirred a thousand waves!

Jiang Linyuan was immediately verbally attacked, and even the security guard rushed over to apprehend him.

The scene instantly became chaotic.

Jiang Linyuan was stunned.

Fortunately, Song Mingguang reacted extremely quickly, grabbing him and running outside.

If their identities were exposed, it would only lead to greater turmoil.

However, after running a few steps out of the museum, he saw the old man he had noticed earlier again.

At this point, Xiao Fan had already "admired" the statue. He really didn't have much leisure to look at that thing; he might as well look in a mirror.

He walked home alone, continuing to secretly practice. Now that he had recovered his Physical Body, he didn't want to waste a single day.

Suddenly.

Song Mingguang stepped forward and struck up a conversation, saying, "Why are you returning alone?"

Xiao Fan's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained unchanged. He frowned and said, "Why can't I return alone?"

"Instead, you child, do you have something you want from me?"

"No... nothing." Song Mingguang shook his head and said, "I just feel that you bear some resemblance to a friend of mine."

"Oh." Xiao Fan was very cold; after all, Xiao Zhanmo's persona was just like that.

Song Mingguang smiled awkwardly and nodded. He also realized that the other party didn't seem to like him.

Finally, he watched Xiao Zhanmo walk away, shaking his head in annoyance, and said, "Let's go, time to prepare for the mission."