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

Lu Feng turned his gaze back to Fang Xing and the others.

The two people stared blankly in his direction, their eyes vacant and lifeless.

Lu Feng hissed inwardly.

"Have these two... gone mad?"

……

Mr. Li sat in the guest section, leaning slightly forward.

His gaze did not fall on Lu Feng, but on the spot where Bu Liren's father had fallen.

Or rather, it was those two words, "Commander," spoken in a hoarse, trembling voice by Bu Liren, that came simultaneously from the live stream of the game "National Fortune."

Commander.

Old Li frowned slightly.

It wasn't a wrinkle of confusion, but rather the focused concentration of rapidly analyzing something in one's mind.

He has lived so long and has seen countless titles.

Venerable, Grandmaster, Great Power, King... but the word "commander" does not exist in any of his systems of understanding.

He turned to look at Liu Zhiguo. "Zhiguo, have you ever heard of the term 'commander'?"

Liu Zhiguo pushed up his glasses, his brows furrowing into a knot.

"No. It's not in any supernatural ability system, sectarian lineage, or historical document included in our research institute."

The chat fell silent for a moment when Mr. Li said those words.

"This is what that Bu Li Ren said... Bu Li Ren is very likely not from our universe, but from another universe. Ling Shi is probably some kind of title from that universe."

"Could it be that the planet they're currently on is still in our universe?"

"Probably not. Look at the technology they've developed. If it were in our universe, how could we not know?"

"The Buli people call him Great Lord, and also Commander. Great Lord is his status, but what is Commander?"

"As Elder Li just said, it might be a realm, or a designation for a certain level of power."

"Did you notice a detail? The Bu Li person said 'You are the esteemed envoy,' and he used the word 'esteemed,' which shows that in the Bu Li person's mind, the envoy's status is very high."

"And there was a sense of awe in his tone."

The comments were still scrolling when Old Li's voice rang out again.

His eyes weren't on the comments, but fixed on the figure standing next to the father's corpse on the big screen.

"When Bu Liren saw him, he called him 'Great Lord.' When he fled, he called him 'Commander.' The fact that both titles refer to the same person suggests that 'Great Lord' and 'Commander' are either different expressions of the same meaning, or..."

He paused for a moment.

"Either 'Great Lord' represents his status, and 'Commander' represents his rank. Just like how we on Earth say 'Venerable One' or 'Tenth Rank,' 'Venerable One' represents status, and 'Tenth Rank' represents rank."

The scrolling speed of the bullet comments has obviously increased.

"So his level isn't just three question marks; it's that the game of national destiny doesn't know how to convert it into our world's level? What level on our Blue Star does his 'Commander' level correspond to? Tenth rank? Or above tenth rank?"

"What is above the tenth rank? The highest rank on our Blue Star is the tenth rank. There has never been an existence above the tenth rank."

"Now we have it. He's not from our Blue Star, so his level isn't restricted by our Blue Star system."

"Do you remember that asteroid that was just cleaved in two? Could a tenth-tier expert do that? @Elder Li, could you do it?"

The last comment in the live chat had a clear @ tag.

Old Li saw it.

He paused, as if to make sure that every word he was about to say was accurate.

"Beyond the range of tenth-tier abilities, at most I can create a kilometer-wide crater on an asteroid."

Liu Zhiguo pushed up his glasses and tapped his fingers lightly on his knee.

He pushed up his glasses, his voice a little hoarse.

"Elder Li, I just did a rough estimate. The energy of that blade of light..."

"Equivalent to tens of thousands of times our mid-stage tenth-tier level..."

……

Lu Feng ignored the two people who were "dumbfounded".

Now my goal is clear: to get the role-playing level down to 50%.

Lu Feng couldn't help but feel annoyed when he thought about this.

Why couldn't I have learned more about Fenfeng in my past life, which is why I don't even know most of his personality traits or his so-called destructive aesthetics now?

But complaining is useless now. I should just go kill, kill, kill. Once I've raised my role-playing ability to 50%, then I can start researching.

Lu Feng looked up at the universe. He had never truly seen the scenery of the universe before and longed to see it for himself.

"System, can I survive in the universe now?"

The system remained silent for a moment.

[With the host's current strength, he can survive in the universe for half an hour.]

"Is it that short? I'd like to go to space for a visit."

[Once the host successfully transforms, they will be able to survive in the universe.]

"So how much do I have now?"

[Conversion rate: 4%]

"Has it already increased by 2%? That's pretty fast."

Lu Feng suddenly seemed to have thought of something.

"System, can I raid an anthill to increase my role-playing level?"

[......]

"You think it's okay if you don't say anything?"

[no!!]

"Hey, why are you yelling so loudly? Can't you just talk properly? I won't go get it."

"Then I'll go and wreak havoc on the Buli people first, find a large nest and wipe it out, that should add another 1% to my role-playing percentage."

Just as Lu Feng was about to leave.

Fang Xing's voice came over, and it was clear that he was being very cautious.

Lu Feng turned his head to look and saw that they had already limped over.

Lu Feng was aware of their approach, but since they posed no threat to him in his current state, he ignored them.

"burn……"

Fang Xing stopped after uttering just one word, and then reorganized his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, may we two accompany you for the time being?"

After Fang Xing finished speaking, he and Han Ya lowered their heads together.

He just talked with Han Ya for a while before making this decision.

They are now severely injured, and if they encounter Bu Liren again...

The chances of survival are pitifully low.

However, if they follow this incredibly powerful being, their chances of survival will greatly increase.

Lu Feng didn't speak, he just looked at them.

"WC, what does that mean? It sounds a bit awkward."

This made Fang Xing and Han Ya break out in a cold sweat, their hearts pounding in their chests. Seeing this, Fang Xing forced himself to speak.

"Your...Your Majesty, our main quest still has 64 hours before we can return home. We only need to recover from our injuries to leave. We only beg you to protect us for a short while longer!"

After hearing Fang Xing say those words, Lu Feng's mind went blank for a moment.

"Um?"

Lu Feng accidentally uttered a syllable, then quickly stopped himself.

"Main quest??? There's even one like that???"

Lu Feng turned around and walked deeper into the grassland.

Seeing this, Han Ya glanced at Fang Xing beside her, her meaning quite clear.

"Should we go for it or not?"

Fang Xing recalled a syllable that Lu Feng had accidentally uttered earlier.

What does "Hmm?" mean?

Fang Xing's mind raced. Did "Hmm" mean reluctant agreement? Then... what did "?" mean?

Fang Xing was sweating profusely as he thought about it, while Han Ya, who was next to him, noticed that Lu Feng had already walked quite far away.

He anxiously shook Fang Xing's arm beside him.

Fang Xing gritted his teeth upon seeing this.

"Let's go, let's follow them and see."