Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

By the time the carriage stopped in front of the governor's mansion, night had completely fallen.

Wu Feng pushed open the car door, stepped onto the bluestone pavement, and stretched his shoulders.

The driver jumped down, closed the door, and waited by the side with his back bent.

Zhang Heng followed behind, still carrying the stack of documents in his hands, a smile on his face, as if the dinner party tonight had relieved him.

"Alright, go back and rest." Wu Feng waved his hand.

Zhang Heng quickly bowed and said, "Yes, Your Excellency. I will count and register the items delivered by those two families tomorrow, and then submit the list to Your Excellency for review."

Wu Feng hummed in agreement and turned to walk into the mansion.

Zhang Heng bowed again behind him before leaving with the coachman.

The gate was open, and two guards stood at the entrance. When they saw Wu Feng enter, they quickly straightened their backs and bowed.

Wu Feng waved his hand, walked through the front yard, crossed the short corridor, and headed towards the back yard.

The lights in the courtyard were still on, and a dim yellow light shone through the windows of several rooms.

The shadows of the trees swayed in the moonlight, and a cool night breeze blew by.

He walked to the door of Li Qinglu's main room and knocked twice.

There was a rustling sound coming from inside, and then the door opened.

Li Qinglu, dressed in a light blue outfit, stood behind the door with her hair down and a sleepy look on her face.

But when she saw it was him, her eyes lit up. "Wu Lang? It's so late, why aren't you resting yet?"

"Let's go inside and talk." Wu Feng stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

Li Qinglu's room was small but very clean.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, its flame flickering gently, casting a dim yellow light on the room.

Several books were neatly stacked on the small table beside the bed, along with a half-finished cup of tea.

Wu Feng sat down at the table, and Li Qinglu sat down next to him and poured him a glass of water.

"Weren't you going out to meet those two aristocratic families tonight?" Li Qinglu handed her a water glass. "How did the meeting go?"

"Not bad." Wu Feng took the water glass, took a sip, and put it down. "The Zhao and Li families are willing to contribute half of their wealth, and their clan members will also be sent to serve in the governor's office. They are more sensible than the Wang family."

Li Qinglu nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and just sat quietly to the side.

Wu Feng leaned back in his chair and glanced at her. The light from the oil lamp illuminated her face, softening the contours of her profile.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days," Wu Feng said.

Li Qinglu shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips: "What's so hard about it? It's just looking at the accounts and supervising the people working. It's much easier than when I was in Kaifeng Prefecture."

Wu Feng hummed in agreement and said nothing more.

The two of them sat there and chatted for a few minutes.

Li Qinglu explained everything clearly and logically, reporting what needed to be reported and offering reminders where necessary.

As they chatted, Wu Feng felt much more relaxed.

These past few days have been incredibly busy. I've been fighting during the day and entertaining clients at night, working non-stop. Although my inner strength is keeping me from feeling tired, everyone needs a break eventually.

He reached out and pulled Li Qinglu's hand over, holding it in his palm.

Li Qinglu's hands were small, with slightly cool fingertips. After he grasped them, she didn't pull them away, but just let him hold them. Her face didn't show any particular expression, but her ears turned a little red.

"Wu Lang," she called out.

"Um."

"……fine."

Wu Feng glanced at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

The two sat for a while longer before Wu Feng stood up and pulled her toward the bed.

More than an hour later.

Wu Feng sat up in bed, stretched his shoulders, and his joints cracked twice.

Li Qinglu lay on her side, the blanket pulled up to her shoulder, her eyes closed, her breathing even, and her face still flushed.

He bent down, picked up the clothes from the ground, put them on, fastened his belt, and glanced back.

Li Qinglu turned over, mumbled something, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

Wu Feng blew out the oil lamp on the table, pushed open the door, and went out.

The moonlight in the courtyard was cold and clear, shining on the blue brick ground with a silvery sheen.

The lights in the other rooms were off, and it was quiet except for the chirping of insects coming from the grass in the corner.

He walked across the courtyard, went back to his room, pushed open the door, closed it, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

With a slight thought, the game interface unfolded before my eyes. I tapped "Logout" with my 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.

His kneecaps cracked as his feet landed, and he moved his legs and straightened up.

The room was dark, with only moonlight streaming in through the window, casting shadowy outlines of the furniture.

He groped his way to the wall in the dark, pressed a switch, and the fluorescent light flickered twice before turning on, the blinding white light making him squint.

I picked up my phone from the table and glanced at it—it was 12:40 AM.

He rubbed his stomach. He was hungry.

I ate at Juxianlou restaurant in the evening, but that was in the game. In reality, my body hadn't eaten for over ten hours, and my stomach was empty, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.

Wu Feng took his phone, walked out of the bedroom, went downstairs, and pushed open the villa door to leave.

The night breeze outside was cool and dissipated much of the heat from my body.

The streetlights cast a dim yellow light on the empty road, which was deserted and quiet except for the sound of my own footsteps.

He walked along the main road toward the cafeteria.

After walking for seven or eight minutes, we arrived at the cafeteria. The glass door was closed, and it was pitch black inside. The roller shutter door was also pulled down.

A piece of paper was posted on the door, indicating the business hours: 5 a.m. to 10 p.m.

Wu Feng stood at the entrance of the cafeteria, glanced at it, and shook his head.

There's really nothing to eat at this time.

He took out his phone, found Li Dahu's number, and dialed it.

It rang several times before being answered. The voice on the other end was hoarse, as if someone hadn't woken up properly: "Wu Feng? What's wrong?"

Do you have a car? Can I borrow it for a bit? I need to go to town to get something to eat; the canteen is closed.

Li Dahu paused for two seconds, as if processing his words. Then he said, "Okay, I'll have someone send one over to you. You wait at the villa."

Thanks.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Feng turned and walked back.

Back at the villa, I sat down on the sofa in the living room, opened my phone, and went to the game forum.

He hadn't browsed the forums in a long time, and he wanted to see what the players were talking about lately.

The forum homepage still features the same familiar faces, with the pinned post titled "A Summary of Strategies for the Sixteen Prefectures of Yan and Yun".

I clicked in and looked around; it was all stuff that wasn't really valuable.

How to fight against bandits, how to accumulate resources, and which sect is the strongest—there's nothing new about it.

He exited and scrolled down. The forum showed over 200 million online users, many times more than when the server first launched.

However, the quality of the posts has clearly declined. In the past, you could still see some in-depth guides and analyses, but now the screen is full of low-quality posts.

"I killed an elite monster today and got a purple item as a drop! I'm so happy!"

"Anyone want to team up to raid a large bandit camp? Requirements: second-rate martial artists."

"This game is so much fun, I've been online for three days straight."

Wu Feng flipped through a few pages, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

The forum has completely turned into a place for bragging and nonsense. There are very few posts that seriously discuss the game mechanics, and you can't find many useful ones even after searching for a long time.

He was about to close the window when his finger swiped to a post titled "Yingzhou City Has Been Taken Over? Does Anyone Know the Inside Story?"

I clicked in and took a look.

The poster said that when they logged in today, they found that the power structure of Yingzhou City had changed. It used to be Liao territory, but now it has a new governor named "Wu Changfeng".

I wonder who this "Wu Changfeng" is. There are quite a few people commenting below, some guessing who this "Wu Changfeng" is, and others discussing siege strategies.

"Holy crap, you can actually siege cities? I always thought cities belonged to NPCs and that players couldn't occupy them."

"As long as you're strong enough, you can do anything in this game. Didn't some people build mountain strongholds and become bandits before? It's not surprising that they're attacking cities now."

"Who is this Wu Changfeng? Does anyone know him?"

"Wu Changfeng, isn't he the number one big shot?"

"Holy crap, so the big boss hasn't been up to anything for so long, he's been saving up for something big."

"He's ruthless. Yingzhou City had several thousand garrison troops; it wasn't easy to take it."

Wu Feng looked at the replies and shook his head.