You want me to play the Foehn wind? Are you kidding me?

While Lu Feng was still arguing with the system.

From the depths of the distant forest, a low howl of a wolf echoed.

The sound was not sharp or hurried, but rather drawn out.

After the howling subsided, the forest was quiet for a moment, then heavy footsteps echoed.

It wasn't just one, but many, but one of them had particularly heavy footsteps, each landing accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground.

From the shadows of the woods, pairs of red eyes appeared.

Those red-eyed creatures moved rapidly between the tree trunks, getting closer and closer, more and more numerous.

The tree trunks began to break, not from impact, but from being pushed down from the roots by some enormous force, one after another, as if someone had carved a path through the forest.

Take a closer look.

A dense crowd of people emerged from that road.

It wasn't those regular soldiers.

These steppes were much larger, each over three meters tall, and their imposing presence far surpassed that of the previous ones.

Behind them, an even larger figure emerged from the shadows.

That was also a Buli person, but unlike all Buli people.

The surface is covered with crisscrossing cracks, like scars left after countless battles.

Its head doesn't resemble a wolf's; it looks more like some ancient reptile...

The skull was flat, and the eye sockets were deep-set, containing two dark red orbs of light.

It has three claws, not five, each as long as an adult's forearm, with a cold metallic sheen at the tip.

He walked away from the nest of his father.

He stood at the edge of the open space, his dark red eyes slowly sweeping across the battlefield.

He surveyed the scene with arrogance, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the charred crater, then over Fang Xing and Han Ya.

Then his gaze fell on Lu Feng.

In that instant, the father of the nest froze.

It wasn't a pause, it was a freeze.

Its dark yellow pupils first shrank sharply into an almost invisible thin line, and then slowly dilated.

It wasn't relaxation, but rather being stretched open by something.

Its mouth opened.

The angle between the upper and lower jaws is far beyond the range required for normal speech.

It let out a low, hoarse sound, like the sound of someone squeezing out their throat while being choked.

"...The Great...The Great Lord..."

Its voice trembled.

Lu Feng stood there, motionless.

He looked at the four-meter-tall nest father, at the fear spreading in his dark red eyes.

This step away from the human nest father, who came to know the "Foehn wind".

The father of the nest began to move backward.

It was not a slow and dignified retreat, but an uncontrollable, instinctive, step-by-step retreat.

Its claws dug deep furrows in the ground, its tail was tucked between its legs, and its ears...

If that can be called an ear...

It was flattened against the skull.

"Retreat...retreat..."

It didn't even finish its sentence.

Its voice seemed to be cut off by something, the last word stuck in its throat, turning into a low whimper.

Then it turned around and ran away.

The elite infantrymen who came with it were even faster than it.

They didn't see Lu Feng make a move, but their nest father shouted those two words.

"Maharaja".

The father of the nest couldn't be mistaken; that aura, that figure, there was no mistake!

That was one of the seven "Destruction" Envoys, and the most terrifying of them all... responsible for destroying "Void"... "Burning Wind".

The open space returned to silence.

Lu Feng stood still, looking in the direction where Chao Fu had disappeared.

He did nothing.

The man who left the nest shouted "Great Lord!" and then ran away?

The system panel popped up.

[Successfully intimidating the father who left the nest due to his appearance, acting skills +2%]

"?"

"This works too??"

[Congratulations, host, your role-playing level has reached 10%]

[Reward: Perfect control over 20% of your body's strength and 20% of your combat skills]

Lu Feng stared at the line of text on the panel for a moment, stunned.

[Reward: Perfect control over 20% of your body's strength and 20% of your combat skills]

Before he could react, a warm sensation surged from his chest and spread throughout his body.

It wasn't the violent, uncontrolled energy overflow of before, but a gentle, soothing feeling, as if someone had re-laid a road within his body.

20%.

With only 20% of his strength and 20% of his combat skills, he already felt a qualitative difference.

What about the remaining 80%? What would happen if we got it all?

Lu Feng thought to himself silently.

Before, I felt like a baby holding a nuclear bomb. The nuclear bomb could explode, but I might also be blown up myself.

The system has finally sent me a manual, although it's only the first few pages.

He couldn't help but complain in his mind.

"System, where were you before? I could only rely on brute force before, couldn't you have given me this reward sooner?"

A line of text popped up on the panel.

[This reward is unlocked when your role-playing level reaches 10%. Your previous role-playing level was insufficient.]

"Then why don't you set the reward standard a little lower?"

[cannot]

Lu Feng took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to curse.

Well, now that I have 20% control, at least I won't end up "wanting to poke a hole but ending up crushing the whole thing" anymore.

……

And Dragon Kingdom Live Streaming Room

"That leader of the Buli people just called him 'Great Lord'! Great Lord! What does that mean?"

"Isn't his title the Great Lord of Annihilation?"

"Bu Liren knows him! This is absolutely not the treatment a chosen one of Earth should receive!"

"I told you long ago, he's not from Blue Star. His registered name in the National Fortune Game is Burning Wind, with three question marks for race and three question marks for realm. The leader of the Bu Li people was terrified when he saw him and called him Great Lord. This means that in the Bu Li people's world, there is an existence called Great Lord who looks like him. Or he was originally the Great Lord of this world."

"So, Fenfeng is a native of that universe? Then how did he become the chosen one of our Dragon Kingdom?"

"I don't know. But since the National Fortune Game assigned him to our Dragon Kingdom, he is one of our Dragon Kingdom's people."

"You're really trusting. You're so relaxed about something of unknown origin?"

"He just saved Fang Xing and Han Ya. If it weren't for him, Fang Xing and Han Ya would be dead. For that alone, he is a benefactor of our Dragon Kingdom. As for his background, can't we ask him after the game is over?"

The comments section was still debating, but the tide had already quietly turned.

More and more people are beginning to accept the fact that Foehn winds are not from Earth.

And based on this fact, his value is reassessed.

Bingbing stood in front of the camera, watching the debate on the screen, and took a deep breath.

She turned to Old Li, her voice steady but with a hint of probing.

"Mr. Li, what do you think?"

Old Li remained silent for a moment.

"The people of Buli call him the Great King."

"The game of national destiny gave him the title of the Great Lord of Annihilation. These two titles should mean the same thing, that is, he has a status in that universe. He is not an ordinary person, but some kind of... being at the top that we cannot understand."

He paused for a moment.

"Why would someone like him become the chosen one of our Dragon Kingdom? I don't know, but I do know that his current actions are beneficial to our Dragon Kingdom. As for the future..."

"We'll talk about the future later."