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

Lu Feng has been busy on this planet for so long, killing so many Bu Li people and destroying so many nests, but he only has a 22% playthrough rate now.

So what else is needed for prices to rise?

Lu Feng thought for a moment and came up with a possibility.

If you could wipe out all the Buli people on the entire planet, including all the original inhabitants, in an instant...

Lu Feng was suspended in mid-air.

His gaze slowly fell upon the planet.

On this planet, there are the Buli people, the indigenous people, and the chosen ones.

He has been on this planet for almost two days, running countless kilometers and killing countless people.

He feels it's not enough now.

Not fast enough, not many enough, not realistic enough.

"system."

"If I wiped out all life on this planet, how much would my role-playing percentage increase?"

The system remained silent for a moment.

[Does the host mean to completely destroy the planet beneath their feet?]

"Yes, blow up the entire planet, and all life on it will die."

[you guess]

"...Just tell me how much it can go up."

[I don't know, try it yourself]

"……OK"

Lu Feng looked at the planet, and a blazing white light slowly flowed around him.

His consciousness swept over the indigenous people still living on the ground, Bu Liren, Fang Xing, and Han Ya.

He remembered Fang Xing's words that we only need to hold on for another 57 hours before we can go home, and Han Ya's bright eyes when she looked at the sky.

But... what does it have to do with me? I've already saved them once.

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Lu Feng prepared to summon his knife again.

The blade took longer to materialize in his hand than ever before.

He was pouring power, will, and something he had only touched the edge of before—something that belonged to destruction itself.

The blade was initially transparent, then the spine lit up, with a bright white light spreading from the hilt to the tip.

Finally, the blade took shape, its edges gleaming with a very faint, almost transparent white light.

When Lu Feng held the entire knife in his hand, he felt himself being elevated; this power fascinated him.

The land wind quickly rose to the outside of the planet.

He looked down at the planet beneath his feet, the tip of his knife aimed at its atmosphere.

"……OK."

He flipped his wrist so the knife tip was pointing downwards, then released it.

There was no sound when the knife fell.

But the instant the blade touched the atmosphere, a thin, hair-like, incandescent white crack appeared on the entire surface of the planet.

The crack started in the atmosphere, extending inward, cutting through the clouds, the land, the ocean, the crust, the mantle... cutting through the planet's core, and finally piercing through the entire planet.

The planet was silent for a moment.

Then a dark red light surged out from the crack.

The light grew brighter and brighter, changing from dark red to bright red, then to orange-white, and finally to a near-incandescent white, exactly the same light as that on Lu Feng's body.

The Earth's core has been penetrated.

The core of that planet was like a ignited seed, expanding outward from the inside.

The Earth's crust was torn into countless fragments in a fraction of a second.

The whole process was very quiet.

There is no sound in a vacuum; the fragments scattered without making a sound, only light.

There was only a stark white expanse.

Countless beams of blazing white light surged from the cracks in the planet, illuminating the surrounding void.

Lu Feng stood before the fragmented cloud, his hand still gripping the knife.

He stared at the spreading cloud of debris in front of him, without any reaction.

The system panel popped up.

[Destroy planetary-level celestial bodies, role-playing percentage +3%]

[Destroys a large number of Buli people in an instant, integrating them into a super-large Buli person nest, role-playing percentage +1%]

Lu Feng looked at the number on the panel, and the corner of his mouth curved slightly under the bandage.

26%.

Just one cut, one planet, and the price increased by 4%.

It increased faster than the combined gains from two days of his hard work.

"system."

[Um?]

"Look how fast this is! If you had told me earlier, I could have split a few more planets and gotten it to 50% already. How fast is that?"

[Host, are you sure you want to do it again?]

"Huh? What do you mean? Is it not allowed?"

The performance gain from repeatedly performing the same action decreases with each iteration. For example, even if you destroy a planet that is much larger than the one you destroyed last time, you only get 3% performance gain. Next time, you have to destroy an even larger planet, and the performance gain won't be as high. Then, you might not be able to continue at all.

"Then why didn't you say so earlier?"

[The host didn't ask earlier]

"So you're saying this now because I asked?"

[Yes]

Lu Feng looked at the 26% on the panel, then at the spreading debris cloud in front of him, and thought for a moment.

"Wait, you said it would only happen once, so does that mean my attempt today was a waste?"

The system was silent for a moment.

[The "host" refers to the rule that only the first time a new species is killed, the "species" gain points.]

"What about planets?"

Planets are not considered species.

"Then what did you just tell me about decreasing successively?"

That's another rule.

Lu Feng took a deep breath.

"System, can you finish your sentence at once?"

[cannot]

Why?

[Because the way the host asked the question determined how I answered, if the host asked "How much has this planet increased?", I answered "How much has this planet increased?". The host didn't ask "Will it increase again next time?", so I didn't say "It won't increase next time."]

Lu Feng stood in the void, watching the slowly spreading debris cloud, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"So you mean, if I had asked again whether it would rise next time, you would have told me it would decrease gradually?"

[Yes]

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

[Because the host's role is to "play the Foehn wind," not to "study the system rules."]

"If I'm playing Foehn Wind and lose points halfway through because I don't know the rules, who's responsible?"

The system remained silent for a moment.

[Count it as your own]

Lu Feng opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but found that his logic was impeccable in the face of the system.

He was playing the role of Foehn, and the system was just an auxiliary AI.

AI won't tell you all the rules automatically; you need to ask it yourself.

If you don't ask, you won't know; if you don't know, you'll lose out.

If you lose money, it's your own responsibility.

"...Okay, I got it. Next time I ask, just tell me everything at once."

I will try my best.

"Try your best?"

[The system language module has limited precision and cannot guarantee that all relevant information will be output completely in one go.]

"Then why did you give me the middle finger? And couldn't you have said, 'Please note that this answer may be incomplete; please ask for more information?'"

[Hmm...that's a reasonable suggestion, I've adopted it.]

"Only now are you adopting it?"

[Yes, it will take effect from the next question asked.]

Lu Feng stood in front of the fragmented cloud, staring at the 26% mark on the panel, and remained silent for a long time.

He suddenly realized that although the system only spoke half of what it said, he could learn something new every time it spoke, such as giving the middle finger and calling someone an idiot.

Although he usually learned those things after suffering losses himself.