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

Lin Chen stood to the side, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

He recalled his earlier comment, "The Great Lord of Annihilation? That title is too arrogant," and now he felt ashamed.

Liu Zhiguo pushed up his glasses and finally spoke.

"If his identity is real in that universe, then his participation in the national destiny game on behalf of our Dragon Kingdom could be a huge opportunity for us."

After hearing what Mr. Li and Liu Zhiguo said, the debate in the live chat gradually subsided.

However, not everyone was convinced; most people chose to observe first.

Regardless, that bandaged man is now the chosen one of their Dragon Kingdom, and he's helping them.

This is enough.

……

Lu Feng stared at the line of text on the panel and remained silent for a few seconds.

Of the 10% role-playing, 2% was contributed by the Nest Father who was frightened by himself.

He didn't do anything, he just stood there, and then the man who left the nest shouted "Great Lord" and ran away, and his acting level increased.

This feeling is very subtle.

It's like someone is chasing after you and stuffing money into your pocket; you can't refuse it.

But if we chase after them and kill another batch of those who escaped, will the character's performance level increase again?

Although the system said it was only the first time, it was to wipe out a small nest.

But it didn't say that killing the Nest Father wouldn't have an effect.

If we were to wipe out another medium or large...

What if there are still some?

Damn! Let's do it!

Anyway, there's no real loss.

Lu Feng turned around and glanced at Fang Xing and Han Ya.

Then he turned around and started walking in the direction where Bu Liren had fled.

Fang Xing was stunned for a moment.

Where are you going?

Lu Feng did not answer.

Fang Xing and Han Ya exchanged a glance.

Looking at the direction Lu Feng walked in, you could tell what he was planning to do.

Fang Xing opened his mouth, wanting to say, "It's too dangerous for you to go alone."

But he swallowed the words back down his throat.

A person?

This person just killed more than thirty Bu Li people with a single blow.

Dangerous? Dangerous to whom?

Fang Xing hesitated for a moment.

Then he helped Han Ya up and followed her.

It wasn't because he felt he could help, but because he suddenly realized something.

In this world of national destiny, following this powerful bandaged man might be the safest choice.

They walked for about two minutes and saw the man who had triggered the quest next to a fallen tree trunk at the edge of the clearing.

He slumped against the tree trunk, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling very weakly. He had clearly struggled to climb here after they left, and then lost consciousness completely.

Fang Xing stopped and glanced at the man, then at Lu Feng's departing figure.

He hesitated for about half a second, then, supporting Han Ya, he walked around the fallen tree trunk and continued forward.

Han Ya turned her head and glanced at him.

"Ignore him?"

Fang Xing paused, shook his head, and spoke to Han Ya.

"We can't even take care of ourselves now."

Seeing this, Han Ya didn't say anything more.

She glanced at the unconscious man, then looked away.

Her shoulder was still hurting, and although the bleeding had stopped, she still couldn't lift her arm.

She really doesn't have the ability to manage others right now.

Lu Feng's pace was not fast, but each step was large, and he only now realized that his height had increased from 180 cm to 195 cm, and it felt like he was still growing.

However, he didn't care about any of that.

Fang Xing supported Han Ya as they followed behind, and it was quite tiring for him to keep up.

Fang Xing was bitten on the thigh, and he walked with a limp. Blood seeped from the wound with every step he took, but he gritted his teeth and didn't make a sound.

Han Ya's face was as white as paper, and cold sweat kept pouring down her forehead, but she didn't make a sound.

The two of them followed Lu Feng with a limp, about ten steps apart.

After walking for about ten minutes, Fang Xing asked a question.

"that……"

He spoke, his voice somewhat hoarse.

"What's your name?"

Lu Feng did not stop.

He was silent for a moment, then spoke, his voice coming through the bandages, low and brief: "Burning Wind."

Fang Xing silently repeated the name in his mind.

foehn.

It wasn't any of the names he had in mind.

It was not a common surname in China, nor was it a word from any language he had ever heard.

It's just two words, like a code name or an identity.

"Then why...?"

Fang Xing hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question.

"Those Buli people call you... Great Prince?"

Lu Feng did not answer this time.

His steps did not stop, and his speed did not even change.

Fang Xing waited for a while but received no response.

He glanced at Han Ya, who shook her head slightly.

It's not that you shouldn't ask, it's that he won't answer.

Fang Xing didn't ask any more questions.

He followed Lu Feng's footsteps, limping silently behind him.

In the live stream room of the Dragon Kingdom on Blue Star, the barrage exploded again when Lu Feng uttered the words "Burning Wind".

"Fenfeng! He said so himself, his name is Fenfeng!"

"The same name as the one registered with Guoyun Games? Isn't this just a random code name Guoyun Games came up with? Is this their original name?"

"Why didn't Bu Li call him 'Great Lord'?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask? He didn't tell me."

"Maybe he doesn't want to answer. Or maybe he feels there's no need to answer."

"Perhaps the title 'Great Lord' carries too much weight? He doesn't want Fang Xing and the others to know too much?"

"Can you guys stop analyzing? His name doesn't matter, what matters is that he helped our Dragon Kingdom."

"That's right, his name is Fenfeng, and he is now the chosen one of our Dragon Kingdom."

"Damn it! Why are your chosen ones indigenous people?!"

"Where did these Japanese devils come from? Kick them out, kick them out!"

This time, there were far fewer people who disagreed.

Not everyone accepted the idea that "no matter who he is, as long as he helps China," but most people chose to remain silent.

As they watched the figure walking at the front on the big screen, and saw Fang Xing and Han Ya limping behind him, they felt a strange, indescribable feeling.

That person, that inhuman being, that being whom the Buli people call "Great Lord," is leading their nation's chosen ones out of this land of death.

……

Lu Feng walked at the very front.

Since he was able to perfectly control 20% of his power, his perception has expanded by an unknown amount.

He clearly sensed that the footprints of the Bu Li people became denser about two kilometers ahead, indicating that there should be another nest there.

He quickened his pace.

Fang Xing followed behind, limping, while Han Ya leaned on his shoulder; both of them were breathing heavily.

Lu Feng did not look back at them, nor did he slow down.

If they can't keep up, that's their problem, not his.

The Burning Wind won't wait for anyone, and neither will the current Land Wind.

Strangely enough, they never fell behind and stayed close to Lu Feng.