Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

Halfway through the meal, Wu Feng put down his chopsticks, glanced at the others, and said, "I'm going to Yingzhou City tomorrow to take care of some business. Keep an eye on things at the stronghold."

Li Qinglu looked up, still chewing something, and asked indistinctly, "How long will it take?"

"It depends. It could take one or two days if things go quickly, or three or four days if things go slowly," Wu Feng said.

Mu Wanqing put down her chopsticks, looked at him, and asked softly, "Young Master, would you like to bring a few people with you?"

Wu Feng shook his head: "No need. You all stay in the stronghold and do what you need to do. With Wu Xingyun there, nothing will happen."

When Wu Xingyun heard his name called, he looked up at him, nodded, and said nothing.

Ah Zi swallowed the food in her mouth and asked softly, "Young master, what should I do then?"

Wu Feng glanced at her: "You stay in the mountain stronghold and don't wander off. Wait for me to come back."

Ah Zi said "Oh" and obediently lowered her head to continue eating.

The group ate for a while longer, and then the dishes on the table were all cleaned up.

Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a cloth.

"Alright, everyone, go back and rest now that you've eaten."

Li Qinglu stood up, gathered the papers on the table, and returned to the main room with Mu Wanqing.

Azi ran into the side room, closed the door, and the light inside came on.

Wu Xingyun put down the bowl, stood up, glanced at Wu Feng, turned and left the courtyard, heading towards the separate wooden house next door.

Wu Feng sat by the stone table for a while, waiting for the kitchen staff to come and collect the dishes, before getting up and returning to his main room.

I closed the door and sat down on the edge of the bed.

With a slight thought, the game interface unfolded before my eyes.

Tap "Logout" with your fingertip.

A flash of white light, and the hatch slowly slid open.

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, picked up his phone and keys from the table, and went out the door.

After leaving the villa, we walked along the main road towards the cafeteria.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, there weren't many people inside, just a few tables scattered around.

I went to the food counter, grabbed a tray, ordered two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, and three bowls of rice, and found a seat by the window.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they took their trays to the recycling area and left the cafeteria.

Back at the villa, I went up to the second floor and took a cold shower in the bathroom.

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

My mind was racing with thoughts of tomorrow's siege and the issues surrounding my bandit identity.

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

I walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa, picked up my phone, unlocked the screen, and opened the game forum.

The forum homepage still features the same familiar faces: some people are showing off their equipment, some are complaining about quests, and others are debating which sect is stronger.

He flipped through a few pages and came across a thread titled "In-depth analysis of counterfeit operating systems".

I clicked in and took a look.

The original poster is a player who enjoys studying game mechanics, and the post details the various features of the knock-off game.

How to build a stronghold, how to upgrade it, how to recruit people, and how to deal with the bandit identity.

Wu Feng read through the list one by one, pausing for a moment when he reached the middle.

There's a section in the post that specifically details his bandit identity.

"While the stronghold exists, players will acquire the identity of a bandit. This identity will make players vulnerable to attacks from righteous NPCs and hostile to guards when entering cities. However, if a player transfers the leadership of the stronghold to someone else or destroys the stronghold itself, the bandit identity will disappear."

"In other words, it's very simple to clear your name. You don't need to do any complicated tasks or find any special NPCs. Just don't hang out with the bandits."

Wu Feng stared at the text for a few seconds, then tapped the screen twice with his finger.

He leaned back on the sofa, squinted, and thought for a moment.

This mechanism offers a lot of room for maneuver.

The counterfeit can be left; it doesn't need to be destroyed.

Let's give up the position of the head of the gang and let Wu Xingyun take it.

She was originally the master of Lingjiu Palace, so it's not a big deal for her to become the leader of a mountain stronghold.

He left the mountain stronghold and led a group of men to attack the city.

Once the city is captured, players can enter as normal players and move in with their entourage.

If he can't take it, the stronghold will still exist, and he can come back and continue developing it at any time.

This is a way out.

It can be used for both offense and defense.

Wu Feng put down his phone, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

With his current strength, it wouldn't be difficult for him to lead Li Hu and his fifty-odd second-rate martial artists to take over Yingzhou City.

However, we must also guard against unexpected events.

He opened his eyes, stood up, and walked to the window to look outside.

The night was deep outside the window, the distant mountain shadows were dark, and a few streetlights shone with a dim yellow light.

After standing there for a while, I turned around and went back to the bedroom.

I walked up to the game 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, and everything went black.

A flash of white light.

Wu Feng opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

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

The warm, vital energy flowed through my limbs and bones like golden streams.

At the edge of the field of vision, a pale gold system notification steadily popped up—

[Nine Yang Divine Skill Proficiency +336]

One week, two weeks, three weeks.

When the time for cultivation reached Chen Shi (7-9 AM), Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

A golden glint flashed in his eyes, and he let out a long breath, standing up to stretch his limbs.

He pushed open the door and went outside.

A thin layer of mist shrouded the courtyard, and the doors to the other rooms were closed; no one had gotten up yet.

He walked through the short corridor to the kitchen door and knocked.

The old cook poked his head out, saw it was him, and quickly bowed: "Boss, so early?"

"Prepare the food. Send the three-person portions to my small courtyard, and the larger portions to the Gathering Hall. Prepare plenty, there will be many people today."

The old cook nodded eagerly, "Yes, yes, don't worry, Master!"

Wu Feng turned around and walked back. When he passed the training ground, Mu Lingyun was already leading the young men in practicing horse stance. He saw Mu Lingyun clasp his hands in a fist salute from afar.

Wu Feng waved his hand and continued walking forward.

He first went to Wu Xingyun's wooden house and knocked twice.

The door opened quickly, and Wu Xingyun, dressed in white, stood in the doorway with her hair tied up and a calm expression.

"Why did you call me so early?" She glanced at Wu Feng, her tone indifferent.

"Let's go to the Hall of Gathering Righteousness first, and we'll talk when we get there."

Wu Xingyun nodded, asked no further questions, and followed him outside.

The two walked one after the other across the open space and entered the Hall of Gathering Righteousness.

Wu Feng sat down in the main seat, and Wu Xingyun sat down beside him, looking at him and waiting for him to speak.

"You'll take over as the leader for a while," Wu Feng said. "I'm going to lead a group to attack Yingzhou City."

Wu Xingyun raised an eyebrow. "Don't you need me to come with you?"

"No need, it's just dealing with some minor issues," Wu Feng replied.

Wu Xingyun nodded and said nothing more.

At this point, the kitchen staff began to bring in the dishes one after another.

The old chef, accompanied by several assistants, carried trays in and out. The main table was laden with dishes: braised pork, stewed chicken, steamed fish, stir-fried greens, cold black fungus salad, a large bowl of hot soup, two plates of peanuts, and a plate of braised beef.

Dishes were also placed on the small tables around the table. Although they were not as plentiful as those on the main table, there was enough for everyone.

Wu Feng turned to the bandits standing guard at the gate: "Go and call Mu Lingyun over, and have him bring over Li Hu's group and the people in charge of the stronghold."

The bandit responded and turned to run away.

Not long after, Mu Lingyun entered first, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "Chief."

"sit."

Mu Lingyun sat down next to him.