317: Chapter 317: Ascetic Practice Begins (Third Update) 317: Chapter 317: Ascetic Practice Begins (Third Update) For Zhang Fan’s incredibly confident two words, no one dared to utter a word of dissent.
The near-perfect monthly exam scores were indeed very convincing.
A group of parents, who had come to send their children to the college entrance examination, could only sigh deeply at this moment.
Comparing people can be downright disheartening!
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhang Fan, Zhang Xiaoyuan, and Ye Xuan parted ways, each heading to their own examination room.
But after Zhang Fan finished his paper, he felt some regret.
He couldn’t turn in his exam early!
With so much time left, what was he to do?
Consequently, Zhang Fan became the first person to bury his head and fall asleep.
“Hey, hey, student, wake up!”
A middle-aged man came over and tapped on Zhang Fan’s desk.
“Shh!”
Another teacher quickly stopped him.
“What are you doing?”
“From another city?”
“How do you know?”
“If you don’t recognize Zhang Fan, and you dare say you’re from this city, I’d definitely take action.
He’s the top scorer in the city, does he need your concern?
Besides, he’s already been directly admitted to Tsinghua.
Why not just let him out?”
“Already got direct admittance, so why bother taking the college entrance exam?” the middle-aged man said, looking frustrated.
“Can’t he show off a bit, eh?
Come on, focus on proctoring the exam!”
As the bells for submitting the papers rang, Zhang Fan stretched languidly, feeling incredibly relaxed, and then walked towards the exit of the examination room.
It was the same for both days of the exam.
On the third day, Zhang Fan, Zhang Dongyang, and Zhang Xiaoyuan hurriedly headed to the airport together.
However, Zhang Xiaoyuan was heading to the Capital City, while Zhang Fan and Zhang Dongyang were going to the Gobi.
Their departure was so hurried that Zhang Fan didn’t even have a chance to say goodbye to Ye Xuan.
About this, Zhang Fan harbored deep resentment.
“Dad, what’s the rush?
Why are we in such a hurry!” Zhang Fan asked.
Zhang Dongyang frowned and said, “We have to come back in mid-August, and we enlist in September.
Time is tight.”
“Fan, come on, we’ll see each other again in a year,” Zhang Xiaoyuan said.
Zhang Fan’s heart was bleeding.
A year, and he hadn’t even had his first blood with Ye Xuan yet.
After embracing Zhang Xiaoyuan tightly, Zhang Fan then boarded the plane to the Gobi with Zhang Dongyang.
Damn, at least everything was ready in the warehouse, otherwise, this time would have been a disaster.
Just as Zhang Fan boarded the plane,
Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian, along with Ye Xuan, arrived at Zhang Fan’s doorstep.
“Don’t look anymore.
The Dongyang family of three left early in the morning,” Uncle Wang from next door said from his window.
“They left?” Qin Shuang exclaimed in surprise.
“Yes, it looked like they were heading on a long trip.
That girl Xiaoyuan even had a suitcase!”
In Ye Xuan’s eyes, a hint of mist appeared.
This bad guy, he left without even saying a word beforehand.
“Yo, Aunt Qin, Uncle Ye!”
Seeing Ye Jingtian and the others at the door, Hua Ling immediately came forward to greet them.
“Why aren’t we going in?” Hua Ling asked.
“Zhang Fan and the others have gone on a long trip,” Ye Jingtian said.
“What?
They’ve already gone to the Gobi this early?” Hua Ling exclaimed in surprise.
“The Gobi?” Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian were immediately shocked.
They quickly asked, “What are they doing in the Gobi?”
“Didn’t Uncle Zhang tell you?
He planned to take Zhang Fan on a trek across the Gobi to toughen his will,” Hua Ling explained.
“What?
A trek across the Gobi?” Ye Jingtian and the others exclaimed in unison.
“How foolish of Dongyang.
Zhang Fan is still so young; what if they encounter danger in the Gobi?” Ye Jingtian said anxiously.
“That old Zhang, when he gets back, I’ll give him a piece of my mind.
It’s one thing for him to go, but why drag Zhang Fan into this?
If something happens to him, I’ll fight Zhang to the end,” Qin Shuang said, stamping her foot in distress.
“Calm down, they brought a satellite phone, and with Uncle Zhang’s skills, he wouldn’t dare take Zhang Fan to the Gobi if he wasn’t sure,” Hua Ling reassured with a laugh — who was kidding, Dongyang was a member of the Dragon Group.
Was there anything they couldn’t handle?
“You know nothing, it’s the Gobi for goodness’ sake, and they’re going on foot; what if they encounter a freaking sandstorm?
It’s not something humans can withstand,” Ye Jingtian retorted angrily.
“Enough, enough, let’s not talk nonsense.
Let’s hurry back and arrange for a team to follow them,” Qin Shuang sighed.
“Alright, I’m off to find people; Xuan, let’s go home!” Ye Jingtian finally calmed down.
“Dad, is the Gobi really that dangerous?” Ye Xuan asked with a serious expression.
“It’s manageable with enough food and water, as long as they don’t run into a major sandstorm,” Ye Jingtian reassured, patting Ye Xuan on the shoulder.
“Oh…”
After getting off the plane and enduring a five-hour car ride, Zhang Fan finally saw the legendary Gobi landscape.
The air was scorchingly hot, as if it wanted to singe the entire earth.
At the blow of the wind, a swirl of yellow sand arose.
“Let’s go, prepare some food and water, and we’ll set off immediately,” Zhang Dongyang said, looking up at the sky and walking confidently toward a nearby small town.
“Dad, have you been here before?” Zhang Fan asked curiously.
“Hmm,” Zhang Dongyang hummed, his voice incredibly low.
Food, water, a military knife, a map, satellite phone, and a military watch with a compass.
Zhang Dongyang took just an hour to gather everything.
Soon, he led Zhang Fan into the vast expanse of the Gobi.
“Damn, what are those two doing?
Trekking through the Gobi?
Are they insane?”
The locals of the Gobi town watched as Zhang Dongyang and Zhang Fan stepped into the sandy terrain, incredulously exclaiming.
“Not even bringing camels?
Damn, are they terminally ill and planning to die in the Gobi?”
Five hours after Zhang Fan and Zhang Dongyang left, a twenty-person squad arrived at the Gobi.
Twenty men, towering in stature, and there were even some foreigners among them.
“Brothers, have you seen these two?” a stout man asked, showing photos of Zhang Fan and Zhang Dongyang.
“You mean them?
Seen them, they entered the Gobi on foot five hours ago.”
“What?
Five hours ago?
On foot?” a foreigner exclaimed in shock.
“You have half an hour to prepare, get a camel team and enough food ready,” the African leader immediately commanded.
“Boss, this is just like picking up money.
Five hundred thousand just to escort two people out of the Gobi.
It’s too easy,” one man said with a laugh.
“Less chattering, get ready, we’re setting off soon.
Let’s find these two first,” the African man said in fluent Chinese, then pulled out his phone to call Ye Jingtian.
“Boss, rest assured, we have tracked them down and will ensure the mission is accomplished.”
“Good, once the task is completed, I will transfer the remaining two hundred thousand to you.
Remember, ensure their safety at all costs,” Ye Jingtian said before hanging up and reassuring Ye Xuan, patting her shoulder.
“Don’t worry, the ones I hired are Mercenaries.”
“Hmm!” Ye Xuan hugged her legs as she sat on the couch, her eyes flickering with worry.