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

Lu Feng stood in the void, dark purple light falling on his shoulders. In the distance, the untouched planets floated quietly, as if waiting for something.

He suddenly felt that he should do something to celebrate.

He raised his hand, his left hand outstretched, with only one thought in his mind.

Knife.

The knife materialized in his palm faster than ever before, almost instantaneously. However, the knife in his hand was different; a layer of dark golden patterns floated on the edge of the blade.

It felt much heavier in my hand.

Um... it just feels more substantial than before.

Lu Feng looked down at the knife, rotated his wrist to feel its weight and balance, then raised his head and scanned the galaxy.

Those gray-white planets, those floating debris, those long-dead celestial remains, floated quietly in the void.

"This entire galaxy is a dead star."

Lu Feng considered it in his mind.

"Then I'll lend you a hand. You're just going to gather dust here anyway, so I'll send you on your way and you can test your strength now."

He flipped his wrist so the knife tip was pointing outwards, then took a step forward.

It was as if he stepped out from a high place, and then the blade slid out of his hand, drawing an arc.

The arc was slow, not like an attack, but more like drawing a line in the air. The line paused in the void for a moment, and then began to extend outward.

The coverage area is getting larger and larger, farther and farther, like a spreading wave sweeping across all the surrounding stars.

The nearest planet began to dim the moment it came into contact with that ripple.

It begins to break down into tiny particles from the edge and drifts into the void.

The second planet went through the same process.

The third, the fourth, the fifth—one after another, those gray-white planets melted away, dispersed, and returned to nothingness.

Lu Feng stood in the void, watching the planets turn into dust before him. Blazing white light shone around him, and the blade emitted a faint glow in stillness.

Thousands of giant stars simultaneously went out of control, and the white light of the helium flash engulfed the spiral arm layer upon layer.

The spiraling, expansive body of the galaxy was cleaved in two along the plane of the slash, and billions of stars, star clusters, and nebulae scattered like broken glass in the instant the gravity completely collapsed.

Lu Feng looked at it for a moment, then sheathed his knife.

The entire galaxy vanished silently.

The system panel popped up.

[Destroys a galaxy-level celestial body x1, role-playing percentage +1%]

Lu Feng looked at the line of text.

"I destroyed an entire galaxy and only got a 1% increase?"

The system was silent for a moment.

[Host, you're already at 57%. The further you go, the less damage you'll gain from ordinary destructive actions. This is already quite good.]

Lu Feng paused for a moment after looking at the line of text on the panel.

"...Okay, after all, I did it to celebrate."

He turned off the panel and stood in the empty void, where the stars were sparse in the distance and there was nothing nearby.

……

In the Dragon Kingdom's live stream, everyone saw the same scene.

Lu Feng stood in the void, holding a knife in his hand. The surroundings were as empty as a clean tabletop, with nothing there.

The comments section was blank for a few seconds, then started scrolling slowly and restrainedly, as if everyone was watching and thinking at the same time, typing as they thought.

Someone asked a question.

"What...did he just do?"

"What about those planets?"

"It seems... everything is gone."

"This...this entire galaxy is gone?!"

Bingbing stood in front of the camera, staring at the empty space on the big screen, and remained silent for a long time.

She turned to look at Old Li, who was sitting there, leaning slightly forward, his gaze fixed on the empty space, and slowly began to speak.

"He seemed to be... just testing the knife."

The scrolling speed of the comments noticeably increased after he said that.

"Testing the sword??? Cutting down an entire galaxy is called testing the sword???"

"I can understand if you say he's in a good mood, but you said he was testing the knife..."

Old Li's voice rang out again.

"He was standing there just now, looking at his own hands. The knife was formed much faster than before, as if it was easier to handle than before. I also noticed that the knife in his hand had an extra layer of dark golden light."

His voice was calm, as if he were stating something he had already confirmed.

"He's getting used to something new."

……

Inside the teleportation space of the National Fortune Game, Fang Xing and Han Ya were standing in a white space with a flat ground beneath their feet and a soft light source above them.

Fang Xing looked down at his empty palms, then looked up blankly at his surroundings, and then at Han Ya.

"...Why are you back again?"

Han Ya shook her head.

She didn't know either.

The notification sound of the national destiny game rang out in the space, as bland and mechanical as ever.

[Due to special circumstances, this phase of the game has ended early. All Chosen Ones have returned safely. The next opening time will be announced separately.]

Fang Xing remained silent for a long time.

"...What did he do now?"

……

Golden light shone around Lu Feng, just like every time he had been teleported before.

He did not resist, letting the light envelop him.

The feeling of weightlessness lasted for a moment, then his feet touched solid ground.

He opened his eyes and found himself back in his rented room once again.

"How long were you inside this time? Was it an hour?"

Lu Feng stood still, listening to a very soft creak coming from the floor beneath his feet.

"This was... truly an exhilarating adventure!"

Lu Feng casually ordered a cup of milk tea.

Then I walked to the table, sat down, turned on the computer, and the moment the screen lit up, the trending topics on the browser homepage filled the entire screen.

Article 1: "What does it mean for a Foehn wind to blast an entire galaxy apart???"

Second item: "Foehn winds, galaxy destruction, on-site footage."

Article 3: "The National Destiny Game is ending prematurely for the third time!!!"

Article Four: "Burning wind, blade, dark golden light"

Article 5: "The Chosen Ones returned in droves, once again succumbing to the Foehn winds..."

Article 6: "Scientists remain collectively silent, unable to explain the ways galaxies are destroyed."

Article 7: "The Chosen One of the Dragon Kingdom, Burning Wind, galaxy-level combat power???"

Lu Feng looked at the ten lines of titles, his gaze lingering on the first one.

"What does it mean for a foehn wind to blast an entire galaxy apart???"

It was followed by a string of question marks and exclamation marks, as if a sentence had been revised several times.

He clicked on the trending topic.

The first post was made by a self-media account. The title was the trending topic itself, and the content included a clip of what he had just seen in the galaxy.

The moment he slashed the knife, the scene cut to what the galaxy looked like after it disappeared. The two scenes were spliced ​​together, like a comparison of "before" and "after".

The top comment in the comment section below reads:

"I didn't understand it. I read it three times, and I've decided to give up trying to understand it."

"Is he no longer considered a chosen one?"

"Our country drew the chosen ones, while they drew a galaxy-level demolition team..."

"Can our great American athletes defeat the Foehn?"

(P.S.: Heading to Luofu soon!)

(I have a question: do you want to see the main characters die after sinking Luofu, or wait a while before they die, or maybe Lan will make a move?)