Forces

"Still drinking?" Monkey was taken aback, he had just thrown up once before.

"Before, we were drinking together, but now it's just us two brothers drinking, it's different," Fan Lang said.

"Brothers... alright, for those words, I'll drink myself to death tonight!"

Monkey was touched, and his fighting spirit of risking his life to accompany a gentleman was ignited.

He thought that after Fan Lang became successful, he would gradually drift apart from him. He didn't expect Fan Lang to be the same as before, calling him brother, without any change. This touched him, and even made him a little moved. If he were a woman, he might even consider marrying Fan Lang now.

Fan Lang pulled Monkey onto the roof, and the two leaned against the closely arranged roof tiles.

Monkey asked why they came up here to drink, and Fan Lang said that drinking on the roof had style.

"As expected of my Brother Lang, he's just so flamboyant, even the place where he drinks is different from others," Monkey gave a thumbs up.

"Stop flattering me," Fan Lang said with a smile and a scold.

The two chatted while drinking, talking about everything under the sky, the past and the future, pulling in all directions.

Halfway through the chat, Monkey suddenly sighed profoundly, "Brother Lang, you are a man of loyalty, but in the end, you still have to focus on your own great cause. You don't have much time to care about a small person like me. In the future, there probably won't be many opportunities for us two brothers to drink like this."

"Even if there aren't many, don't sigh. Would I ever mistreat you?" Fan Lang said with contempt.

"But I can't always take your benefits for nothing. It's already great that you helped me become this steward. I only have this little ability, and I can only be a steward in the City Lord's Mansion."

"That's not necessarily true."

"Oh?" Monkey's eyes lit up, and he put down the wine pot, "What do you mean by that?"

"The City Lord's Mansion can't accommodate me, and sooner or later, I will leave this place. When that time comes, will you continue to stay in the City Lord's Mansion, or will you come with me?" Fan Lang asked.

"Of course, I'll go with you."

"The place I'm going to is too dangerous, you can't go."

"That's true." Monkey became dejected. Not to mention the future, even now, he couldn't go to the places Fan Lang went to. Going there would only hold him back.

Fan Lang patted Monkey on the shoulder and said, "I have other arrangements for you. In the future, I plan to build my own force, develop it step by step, and you will take on an important position. It doesn't necessarily mean that you will be fully responsible, but at least your status will be higher than it is now, you will manage more people than you do now, and you will be involved in more important matters."

"That's great!" Monkey's spirits lifted, and his fighting spirit was rekindled.

This was not a temporary idea of Fan Lang's, but a plan he had made long ago.

Building a force has many benefits. First, it can become his right-hand man. Second, it can complete some tasks for him and obtain some benefits. For example, if there are some tasks he doesn't want to do, he can hand them over to his subordinates. Third, it can accommodate Monkey and people like Li Yunyan, so that these people can continue to be used by him, instead of flying away separately.

With his ability, coupled with his understanding of the Magic Martial Era, it is enough to make this force flourish.

Monkey is the first member of this force.

Compared to Fan Lang, Monkey seemed even more excited.

"Brother Lang, does our force have a name yet?" Monkey asked.

"Not yet," Fan Lang said.

"Then let's take one quickly!"

"Alright, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, let's take a name first."

"How about... Heaven and Earth Society?"

"No good, that's for rebels."

"How about Fan Hou Gang? It's made up of our two surnames."

"How could you come up with such a weird name? Forget it. I'll think of one myself."

Fan Lang looked up at the starry sky, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Our goal is the sea of stars, so let's call this force the Star Cloud Alliance!" Fan Lang stood up.

"Isn't that bad? The Silver Moon Merchant Guild has the moon in its name, and we're stars, which are a lower rank than them." Monkey frowned.

"You don't know anything, a nebula is much bigger than the moon, protest invalid, it's called the Star Cloud Alliance."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, you're the alliance master, and I'm... the temporary vice alliance master."

"The alliance master gives you your first order, starting tomorrow, you must spend at least three hours reading every day, mostly history books, followed by books on strategy and tactics, and lastly books on mathematics and business."

"Why do you want me to read? I don't even recognize all the characters."

"Books are the whetstone of the brain. The more books you read, the sharper your ideas will be. If you're neither good at writing nor martial arts, what kind of vice alliance master are you? I don't expect you to become a military advisor or strategist, but at least you have to reach the level of a staff member or accountant. Start reading tomorrow, and if you disobey, you'll be expelled from the Star Cloud Alliance, and you can stay here and be a steward for the rest of your life."

Fan Lang looked serious and spoke with great importance.

Monkey scratched his head and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, okay, it's just reading, how difficult can it be? Tomorrow I'll spend money to hire a teacher to teach me how to read, and I'll learn to read while reading books, is that okay?"

"Well, that's more like it."

Fan Lang drained the wine in the pot.

The Star Cloud Alliance was thus established, with members including a commander-in-chief and a Monkey who was neither good at writing nor martial arts. How far they can go in the future is still unknown.

The next day, Fan Lang set off for the Ice Fire Pool. Benefits in hand are the only real benefits, otherwise it's just pie in the sky. It's best to go to this Ice Fire Pool as soon as possible.

Li Yunyan accompanied him, giving off a bit of a vibe as a personal bodyguard.

Before leaving, Luo Jiuxiao sent a Mystic Ancestor expert to protect Fan Lang, in case anything unexpected happened. Since the Wind Cloud Genius Battle, Fan Lang's value has doubled, and this level of protection is very necessary, and at the same time, it is also to win him over and make him work for the City Lord's Mansion.

Fan Lang had no reason to refuse, and agreed to the expert's company, treating him as a free bodyguard, and perhaps even dragging this expert to grind monsters, wouldn't that be wonderful.

"Yan'er, do you want to sit in the front or the back?" Fan Lang pointed to the Flying Waterfall Shark and asked.

Double saddle, genuine leather, with a rosewood frame, the distance between the two saddles is just right, very suitable for two people to ride, especially a male and female pairing.

"I'll ride my own horse." Li Yunyan flatly refused the invitation and turned to the stables.

A small breeze blew by, stirring up a leaf, and although it wasn't autumn, there was a sense of autumn desolation.

Fan Lang was left standing there, feeling extremely awkward.

The expert saw this scene and tried not to show any expression. He was an expert, he was old, and he had to be mature and steady.

Fan Lang looked at the expert and pointed to the back of the Flying Waterfall Shark: "Why don't we sit together?"

"I can just run, it's good for my leg strength, you should ride it yourself." The expert politely refused and ran away.

Another breeze blew.

Fan Lang had specially made a double saddle, but it turned out that only one person could ride it. The romantic fantasy of a man and woman riding together was shattered, which was really a bit tragic.

"It's better for one person to ride, more spacious!"

Fan Lang comforted himself, turned over and rode the Flying Waterfall Shark. The Flying Waterfall Shark shook its head and wagged its fins, flying forward. Its speed was faster than a thousand-mile horse, sprinkling droplets of water along the way.