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Wu Feng narrowed his eyes.

What level of ability do I have in reality?

He didn't know. And there was nowhere to try.

But it's definitely not weak.

Those martial arts that have reached the pinnacle of perfection have reached the pinnacle of skill.

With the added 40% of his internal strength, in a real fight, no matter how many ordinary people come, they won't be of any use.

As for firearms… he shook his head, not thinking about it any further.

But do other countries have similar games?

This news did surprise him.

I'm even a little curious about what the world will be like in the future.

If every country had it, the skills people develop in the game could be brought into reality.

The world is becoming more and more interesting.

Wu Feng's lips curled up.

Just then, the owner came over with a tray and placed the dishes on the table one by one.

"Enjoy your meal," the shopkeeper said, then turned and left.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks and took a piece of boiled goose.

The goose meat is firm and becomes more and more fragrant with the garlic sauce.

He picked up another piece of braised pig's trotter, stewed until tender and melt-in-your-mouth, the flavor of the braising sauce completely infused into it.

The salted fish and eggplant casserole is savory and delicious, with the eggplant soaking up the broth perfectly. It's a great dish to eat with rice.

Take it one bite at a time, chewing and savoring it slowly.

He recalled what Old Qin had said—the origin of this game still hasn't been clarified.

What is the origin of something that even the government cannot trace?

Also, what is the situation of people in other countries now?

Are they leveling up in the game too? How strong are they?

Wu Feng took a bite of the pig's trotter and chewed it slowly.

Forget it, there's no point in overthinking it. I'll see what they say when we meet tomorrow.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, all the food on the table was eaten clean.

He took out his phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and got up to leave.

Stepping out of the shop, a night breeze blew by, making it a bit cooler than when I arrived.

He slowly walked back along the street, returned to his residence, and took a shower first.

After showering, I dried myself off and changed into a clean T-shirt.

I walked up to the gaming pod, opened the hatch, and lay down inside.

The hatch slowly closed, and a faint blue light seeped out from the edges.

A feeling of weightlessness came over me, everything went black, and then a flash of white light appeared.

Wu Feng opened his eyes and found himself back in the room in the game world.

The lights were still on inside, the oil lamps flickering with a dim yellow light.

It was quiet outside the window, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

He sat cross-legged on the bed and adjusted his posture.

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

With a slight thought, the Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged instantly, flowing slowly along his meridians.

The warm true energy flowed like golden streams through my limbs and bones, washing away fatigue with each passing part of my body.

A pale gold system notification flashed at the edge of the field of vision:

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +306]

He calmed his mind, cleared his mind of distractions, and focused on circulating his inner energy.

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

Time flies.

At Chen Shi (7-9 AM), sunlight streamed through the window into the backyard, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Wu Feng led a few people to sit around the stone table in the pavilion.

On the table were several side dishes, a pot of hot porridge, and several plates of freshly made scallion pancakes, all steaming hot.

Wu Xingyun sat opposite him, slowly drinking his porridge with a calm expression.

Li Qinglu sat next to him and put a piece of pickled vegetable in his bowl.

Mu Wanqing and Azi sat on the other side, eating quietly.

Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and glanced at the group: "I'll be going into seclusion for a while. Don't disturb me. If you need anything, contact Steward Wang."

Li Qinglu looked up, still chewing on a biscuit, and asked indistinctly, "Where are we going?"

"I have something to take care of," Wu Feng said without going into details. "You all practice diligently and don't slack off."

Wu Xingyun glanced at him, said nothing, and continued drinking her porridge.

Mu Wanqing nodded and replied softly, "Understood, young master."

Azi nodded in agreement, her mouth stuffed full, and mumbled an "Mmm".

Wu Feng picked up the bowl, finished the last few mouthfuls of porridge, put the bowl down, and stood up: "Alright, you can eat slowly."

He turned and left the pavilion, walked through the short corridor, and returned to his room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed.

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

The Nine Yang True Qi in his dantian surged and flowed slowly along his meridians.

At the edge of the field of vision, the proficiency indicator steadily jumps up.

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +306]

One week, two weeks, three weeks...

Time passed during the practice.

The sunlight outside the window moved from the east to the center, and then slowly slanted westward from the center.

Until evening.

Wu Feng opened his eyes, a flash of golden light disappearing from them.

He stood up, stretched his limbs, and pushed open the door to go out.

In the backyard, Wu Xingyun was still sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, Li Qinglu was practicing her skills in the open space, and Mu Wanqing and Azi were sitting by the pond talking.

When they saw him coming over, everyone looked at him.

Wu Feng walked to the pavilion and glanced at them: "Don't wait for me for dinner, I have to go out for a bit."

Li Qinglu stopped what she was doing and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Wu Lang, where are we going?"

"I'm meeting some friends," Wu Feng said. "You guys eat your food."

Wu Xingyun held his teacup, his gaze falling on him, and nodded.

Mu Wanqing and Azi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Wu Feng turned around and went back into the house.

He closed the door, walked to the table and sat down. With a slight thought, he opened his friends list.

I found the name "Li Hu" and sent him a message:

You can come over now.

A moment later, the message replied:

We've already sent someone over; they should arrive in about an hour.

Wu Feng glanced at it and replied with "OK".

He closed the interface, raised his hand to open the game control panel, and lightly tapped "Logout".

A flash of white light.

The hatch slid open slowly.

Wu Feng opened his eyes, sat up, and jumped out of the game pod, using the edge as leverage.

My joints cracked twice when my feet landed.

He stretched his shoulders, walked to the table, picked up his phone and keys, and went out.

Stepping outside, the evening breeze greeted me, carrying the coolness of the night.

He walked slowly along the street, the streetlights casting dim yellow light and shadows on the ground.

After walking for about ten minutes, we turned into a small street.

There's a Shaxian snack shop on the street corner. It's not a big storefront, but the lightbox is on, and there are two or three tables of customers inside.

Wu Feng pushed open the door and went in, finding a seat against the wall.

The owner was busy at the stove when he looked up and called out, "What would you like to eat?"

"Four baskets of steamed dumplings, one serving of mixed noodles, two braised duck legs, and two slices of braised tofu," Wu Feng said.

"Okay!" the boss replied, and quickly got to work.

The food was served shortly afterward.

Steaming dumplings were puffing out, the mixed noodles were rich in sauce, two braised duck legs were cut up and arranged on a plate, braised tofu was sliced ​​and drizzled with a spoonful of braising sauce.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

Steamed dumplings have thin wrappers and generous fillings; dip them in vinegar and chili sauce, and you can eat them one bite at a time.

The noodles were mixed well, resulting in chewy noodles and a savory sauce.

The braised duck leg was stewed until tender, the meat falling off easily, and the braising flavor had permeated it.

The braised tofu soaks up all the broth, and when you bite into it, the juices burst out.

He ate very quickly, finishing all four baskets of steamed dumplings, the mixed noodles, and the two duck legs clean. He also left not a single piece of braised tofu.

He took out his phone, scanned the QR code to pay, and got up to leave.

Back at my place, I went straight to the bathroom and took a shower.

I stood there with my eyes closed for a while as the hot water came down.

I mentally went over what we were going to talk about later.

After showering, I dried myself off and changed into a clean T-shirt and casual pants.

I walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Pick up your phone, unlock the screen, and browse through the game forums.

The forum homepage still features the same familiar faces.

Some people are showing off their gear, some are complaining about the quests, and others are arguing about which sect is stronger.

I flipped through a few pages, but there wasn't much of value in the content.