At the human underground base beside Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9.
“War God Luo Feng, here is a set of clean clothes.”
“War God Luo Feng, is there anything else you need?”
Luo Feng, who looked like a black man, glanced at the two women standing at the door and waved his hand.
“No need.”
Bang.
He shut the door.
“I haven’t had a proper bath for one year and three months!”
Luo Feng quickly stripped off his combat uniform and clothes, rushed into the bathroom, and climbed into the bathtub.
Hot water was continuously flowing into the tub. As soon as Luo Feng entered, the water rapidly turned black.
There was no helping it. Inside the relic, the supplied water could only be used for drinking.
Taking a bath?
Dream on.
Lying in the bathtub as the hot water washed over him, Luo Feng could not resist using his auxiliary AI to make a call.
The auxiliary AI had already copied all the phone numbers and information from his communication watch.
“It’s been more than a year. I wonder how Mum and Dad are doing. Are they still healthy?”
In truth, Luo Feng had wanted to call as soon as he emerged from the relic.
However, he had been surrounded by a large number of base personnel at the time, so he could only find a room first and make the call while taking a bath.
Beep. Beep. Beep.
The call connected.
Yangzhou City, Jiangnan Base City, Mingyue Residential Area.
Inside a quiet room.
Luo Hongguo was lying on a bed, his face pale.
An IV drip hung beside him, clearly showing he was receiving treatment.
Two nurses remained in the room.
“It’s Luo Feng’s call. It’s Luo Feng’s call…”
The ringtone sounded.
Luo Hongguo, who had been lying there with his eyes closed and face pale, instantly opened his eyes wide and turned sharply towards the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet.
Without caring about anything else, he struggled to turn over and reached out with his left hand to grab the phone.
The two nurses were startled.
One of them hurriedly said, “Mr Luo, your waist mustn’t move. I’ll get it.”
“It’s fine.”
Luo Hongguo seemed to possess endless strength.
It was as if the pain in his waist belonged to someone else.
He quickly grabbed the phone.
Looking at the caller ID, he could hardly believe it.
“It’s really Xiao Feng’s number. Who’s calling? Is it Xiao Feng?”
The Extreme Martial Hall had already confirmed Luo Feng’s death.
Since Luo Feng’s parents did not know he had entered Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9, they had always believed the Hall possessed absolute proof of his death.
Taking a deep breath, Luo Hongguo pressed the answer button.
Beep.
“Hello.”
His voice was hoarse and low.
There was nervousness in it, but also a trace of hope.
It was as though he were holding a block of tofu, afraid it might crumble at any moment.
“Dad, it’s me.”
That energetic and powerful voice.
That voice which had echoed countless times in Luo Hongguo’s dreams.
That voice he knew better than anything else.
Luo Hongguo’s eyes widened instantly.
His hands began trembling.
“It’s Xiao Feng. Xiao Feng, is that you?”
“It’s me, Dad,” Luo Feng replied.
“Turn on video so I can see you.”
Luo Hongguo spoke urgently.
He feared someone was deliberately playing a cruel joke on him.
After all, modern technology could easily imitate a person’s voice.
“Dad, I’m taking a bath. I’ve got a huge beard on my face.”
Luo Feng sounded a little embarrassed.
Beep.
Video connection established.
Luo Hongguo stared closely at the screen.
Amid the faint steam of the bathroom stood a figure with wet long hair and a thick beard.
Yet the shape of his face, especially his eyes, immediately lit up Luo Hongguo’s own eyes.
In the video, a blade floated into the air and swiftly passed across Luo Feng’s face.
The thick beard was quickly shaved away, revealing a handsome young man.
It was Luo Feng.
The son he had raised for twenty years.
“Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, you’re not dead. That’s wonderful. That’s wonderful.”
Luo Hongguo’s eyes instantly became moist.
During this period, he and his wife had been heartbroken over their eldest son.
“Dad, I’m sorry. I was trapped somewhere and couldn’t get out. I’ve only just escaped.”
“I’m currently in South America. In a few hours, I’ll be home.”
Luo Feng spoke.
“Good, good. Don’t rush. Your matters are more important.”
Luo Hongguo nodded repeatedly.
Suddenly.
Click.
The bedroom door opened.
Luo Hua, dressed in thermal clothing, walked in carrying a freshly prepared glass of milk.
“Don’t worry, Dad. Everything’s been resolved. I’ll be back very soon. Is everything alright at home?”
The voice from the phone caused Luo Hua to freeze on the spot.
“Brother!”
Luo Hua stared in disbelief.
Tears almost immediately welled up in his eyes.
The two nurses beside him were utterly shocked.
They knew exactly how influential Mr Luo Hua was.
He was the eighth largest shareholder of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, the largest bank in China, with assets exceeding one hundred billion.
The people visiting his home were major political and business figures, along with members of special state departments.
Even they had been specially assigned by the government to care for Luo Hua’s father.
Yet such an important figure was now crying.
“Everything’s fine. Everything at home is fine. Once you’re back, everything will be perfect.”
Luo Hongguo spoke repeatedly.
“Mm. I’ll be home soon.”
The call ended.
Only then did Luo Hua walk over to his father.
In disbelief, he asked, “Dad, was that really Brother calling? He’s not dead?”
“He’ll be home in a few hours.”
Luo Hongguo nodded.
“Haha… ha… ha…”
Luo Hua seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time.
“I knew it. Brother wouldn’t be in trouble. He wouldn’t.”
Ever since childhood, Luo Feng had been like a towering tree protecting him.
He had even become a martial artist and earned money so Luo Hua could stand again.
Deep in his heart, Luo Hua was endlessly grateful to his brother.
In his life, his brother was extremely important.
When news of Luo Feng’s death arrived, his parents were devastated.
Luo Hua was equally heartbroken.
But he had to support the family.
Not yet twenty years old, he had to compete against Li Yao, handle countless crafty veterans, and manage all kinds of schemes.
Luo Hua was truly exhausted.
At a café in Kyoto Base City.
Xu Xin sat on a sofa seat.
In front of her rested an ultra thin laptop.
The desktop wallpaper was a photograph of her and Luo Feng together.
In the picture, Luo Feng was grinning exaggeratedly like a big child.
Xu Xin tapped the screen and opened a folder.
Holding a cup of hot coffee, she silently looked through one photograph after another.
“Hello, could I borrow your phone?”
A handsome young man approached with a smile.
Xu Xin glanced at him.
Her gaze was icy.
Then she turned back to her laptop without saying a word.
The young man frowned slightly.
However, out of the corner of his eye he noticed one of the photographs on the laptop.
It showed Xu Xin and Luo Feng standing atop a very tall building in the wilderness.
The handsome young man immediately turned and left.
“Damn. She’s already got a boyfriend. What a waste.”
Then he paused.
“Wait, that’s not right. The background looks like an abandoned city. And are those monsters?”
A couple taking romantic photographs in a wilderness city?
“I must have seen it wrong.”
He could not believe it.
Just then, a sorrowful melody began playing.
The handsome young man turned back in confusion.
“Who uses such a sad ringtone?”
Xu Xin’s body trembled.
She had specifically assigned that ringtone to Luo Feng’s number.
She immediately pulled out her phone and pressed answer.
“Xu Xin, it’s me.”
Xu Xin’s heart had long since turned cold.
Yet at that moment, the layer of ice surrounding her heart melted instantly.
At the exit of the underground base.
Luo Feng, dressed in a black casual shirt and carrying an enormous backpack, stood smiling as he watched two streams of light flying towards him through the sky.
After making those two calls, he felt much more at ease.
The two streams of light approached.
The one in front was Luo Feng’s King class intelligent fighter aircraft.
Upon emerging from the relic, he had immediately ordered it to come.
The intelligent aircraft had flown over at once.
“Hm? That’s…”
Luo Feng looked towards a blood red triangular fighter aircraft nearby.
Both aircraft landed simultaneously.
The hatches opened and stairways extended.
Hong, dressed entirely in black, stepped out first.
Behind him followed the personal guard Yaorao and Inspector Liu He.
“Hall Master.”
Luo Feng bowed slightly.
“Good. You haven’t disappointed me.”
Hong walked directly towards Luo Feng.
His gaze seemed capable of seeing through him completely.
“And I can tell you’ve changed. You’re different from before. You’ve gained quite a lot during this one year and three months, haven’t you? Come, let’s talk aboard the aircraft.”
“Yes.”
Luo Feng knew very well how powerful the Hall Master was.
Planetary Level Sixth Tier.
Yet because he possessed a Domain, even ordinary Planetary Level Ninth Tier warriors were probably no match for him.
Within the Planetary level, he was virtually invincible.
The difference between ordinary Planetary Level First Tier councillors and the Hall Master was like the difference between a beginner warrior and an invincible War God.
The gap between himself and Hong remained enormous.
The Honghuang class intelligent aircraft flew in front.
Luo Feng’s King class intelligent aircraft followed behind.
Inside the Honghuang class aircraft.
Hong, Luo Feng, Yaorao, and Liu He sat in a circle.
“Luo Feng, you had translation software. Why did you remain inside Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9 for one year and three months?”
Hong looked directly at him.
“Did you discover some secrets of the relic?”
As Earth’s strongest individual, and someone who had obtained technological inheritances from ancient relics, very few things could still arouse his curiosity.
Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9 was one of them.
“Yes.”
Luo Feng nodded.
“What secrets? Can you tell me?”
Hong stared at him.
Luo Feng understood clearly.
The bald crystal man had deliberately erased much of the information from the communication watch because it did not want humanity on Earth learning the relic’s secrets.
Only members of Yunmo Planet were qualified to know.
“My brain domain breadth is relatively high, so I triggered a special death mission.”
Luo Feng spoke a half truth.
“A death mission?”
Everyone present was surprised.
Hong asked, “Was the reward the same as what the other War Gods received? There should be some difference, right?”
In the past, anyone who successfully passed Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9 received a Black God Suit.
“There was some difference.”
“Not only did I obtain a Black God Suit, I also acquired a cultivation method for spiritual masters.”
Luo Feng replied.
“Oh?”
Hong seemed slightly disappointed.
He was a martial artist.
All his energy had to be devoted entirely to martial arts.
Based on what he knew of the universe, although he was only Planetary Level Sixth Tier, his attainment in martial arts was already extraordinarily high.
Many Stellar level experts had never developed their own Domain.
With a Domain, one was invincible among Planetary level warriors.
With such a high martial arts realm, he naturally had no intention of wasting time cultivating spiritual power.
Inside Ancient Civilisation Relic No. 9.
Within the dark brown labyrinth.
The bald crystal man, faintly glowing with light, walked slowly forward.
“Luo Feng really didn’t reveal what happened inside the relic.”
A trace of distinctly human melancholy appeared within the AI.
It let out a soft sigh.
“Master, it’s already been fifty thousand years. Fifty thousand years without any contact from you.”
Even after fifty thousand years, as an AI it could still only obey its most fundamental programming, continuing to screen and evaluate the War Gods who entered.