“An ancient civilization relic site?” Luo Feng felt as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over his head, jolting him awake. Instantly, his carefree attitude vanished, replaced by a solemn expression. His eyes flashed like lightning as he stared at the email on his communication watch, whispering, “Open the email!”
Beep!
The email title was clicked open, revealing a message written in Chinese characters.
“Inspector Luo Feng:
Please arrive at the global headquarters of Hongning Base City’s Limit Martial Arts Gym by 6 p.m. on September 29. At that time, many Warlords will gather and proceed together to the ‘No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site.’
Please note the following three reminders:
1. Although the ‘No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site’ is classified as having a relatively low danger level, it is the only place where one can obtain the ‘Heishen Suit.’ The mortality and injury rate for Warlords entering is approximately 72%. The success rate is 28%. Before deciding to enter, please consider carefully. Once you enter, there is no turning back.
2. Each person has only one chance to enter the ‘No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site.’
3. Martial artists entering the ‘No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site’ are prohibited from using special protective equipment such as the Heishen Suit. Only combat suits manufactured on Earth may be used for protection.
Please seriously consider whether to enter!
If you decide to enter, prepare accordingly. Arrive at the designated gathering location before the specified date and time.
Limit Martial Arts Gym.
August 31, 2057″
The email’s final signature was simply the emblem of the Limit Martial Arts Gym in the shape of a government seal. This simple email caused Luo Feng to fall silent, staring at the three reminders listed, as if the temperature had dropped several degrees.
“A mortality and injury rate of 72%?” Luo Feng furrowed his brow. “And a success rate of 28%—in other words, failure means death or injury!”
“And that’s an extremely high rate. Out of four people, three might die or be injured!”
Clearly…
The Warlords daring enough to enter the ‘No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site’ must be quite confident. Yet, even with confidence, the mortality and injury rate still reached a shocking 72%! This indicated one thing: humanity on Earth had not yet discovered the pattern for success. If a pattern had been identified, the mortality rate wouldn’t be this high!
“And we can’t even use special equipment like the Heishen Suit inside?” Luo Feng frowned.
“What kind of place is this! Entering with equipment restrictions!”
…
Late at night, Luo Feng sat silently on the sofa in the audio-visual room, his brow furrowed, troubled.
He knew absolutely nothing about the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site. Without knowing your enemy, you cannot prepare adequately. Charging in blindly, like a blind man feeling an elephant, especially with restrictions on using the Heishen Suit, would be extremely dangerous without sufficient defense. He might even lose his life.
“Luofeng, what do you think of this one?” On the screen, Xu Xin had changed into another outfit.
“Uh, nice.” Luo Feng glanced up, forcing a smile.
“What’s wrong?” Through the video call, Xu Xin, in the main district, noticed something was off with Luo Feng.
“I have something else to attend to. I’ll tell you about it later.” Luo Feng said.
“Oh, okay. Don’t put too much pressure on yourself. You’ve already done great.” Xu Xin encouraged.
Beep!
The screen projection shut off.
The audio-visual room returned to darkness, with Luo Feng alone on the sofa. It was already late at night, and the silence was profound.
After pondering for a long time alone, Luo Feng made a decision.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
He dialed an internal phone number for the Limit Martial Arts Gym. Although this might seem impulsive, he absolutely could not recklessly charge into the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site.
“Hello.” A deep voice answered.
Although Luo Feng had spoken to this mysterious person several times, he noticed that this person’s voice was almost always deep and indifferent. Only once, when Luo Feng had said, “Thank you, sir,” had the person’s tone changed, and he had even laughed briefly.
“Hello, this is Luo Feng.” Luo Feng said.
“I know it’s you, Inspector Luo Feng. What do you need?” The voice remained as deep and indifferent as always.
“I just received an email titled ‘Departure Notice for Ancient Civilization Relic Site.’ It says our destination is the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site, with a mortality and injury rate of 72%, and we cannot use equipment like the Heishen Suit. Is that correct?” Luo Feng asked urgently.
“That’s correct.”
“Then I want to know—do all Warlords face the same challenges and dangers inside?” Luo Feng pressed.
“No!”
“As long as one’s physical strength reaches the Warlord level, one can enter the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site.” The deep voice carried no hesitation. “Junior Warlords, Intermediate Warlords, and Senior Warlords entering the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site will face different levels of challenge and danger. Some Senior Warlords may perish, while Junior Warlords have even succeeded!”
Luo Feng’s expression changed slightly.
This was his greatest fear. If the dangers varied unpredictably, then it all came down to luck. His strength was formidable, but what if he encountered an extremely dangerous situation?
“However, statistically, Senior Warlords have a higher success rate than Intermediate Warlords, and Intermediate Warlords have a higher success rate than Junior Warlords.” The deep voice explained.
Luo Feng frowned slightly.
Back when he had spoken with the gym’s master, Hong, from Hong’s tone, Luo Feng had felt as if entering the relic site and easily obtaining a Heishen Suit would be effortless, with no real danger. But now, with a 72% mortality rate and a ban on wearing the Heishen Suit, the situation seemed far more perilous.
“Why is wearing the Heishen Suit prohibited?” Luo Feng couldn’t help but ask.
“Wearing the Heishen Suit prevents entry.” The deep voice answered simply.
“What’s my chance of success if I enter?” Luo Feng asked.
“Based on previous successful cases, ancient civilization relic sites contain unpredictable elements. We cannot provide an exact answer. The only approximate answer we can give is—your success rate should be over 80%!” The deep voice replied.
Luo Feng fell silent.
Indeed, the very reason these sites were called ancient civilization relic sites was because of their uniqueness. Humanity today couldn’t possibly fully understand them.
“When I spoke with the master, it seemed like it should be easy.” Luo Feng pressed further.
“I don’t know.” The deep voice answered.
Luo Feng was taken aback.
“Normally, one must apply to enter the No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site. But Inspector Luo Feng was personally named by the master.” The deep voice continued. “Whether it’s truly easy to pass through, based on the cases I’ve seen, I cannot guarantee your success. Perhaps the master has other reasons. You should ask him directly!”
Luo Feng nodded slightly. “Sorry to bother you.”
Beep!
The call ended.
…
Luo Feng sat silently in the audio-visual room.
Despite speaking with the mysterious person, Luo Feng still felt uncertain. The No.9 Ancient Civilization Relic Site was unpredictable—no one could know what would happen inside. Each person could only enter once. Even Hong himself probably couldn’t explore it thoroughly a second time. Otherwise, there would be no need to send a group of Warlords to risk their lives.
“Since the master asked me to go, I’ll wait until September 29 and ask him directly when I reach the headquarters,” Luo Feng thought to himself.
For other Warlords, obtaining a Heishen Suit might be worth the risk.
But for Luo Feng, it wasn’t worth gambling his life. At the very least, he needed to understand the risks before taking them. Charging in blindly with no knowledge could get him killed—wasn’t that a pointless death? Only a sufficiently high reward justified such a high risk. A Heishen Suit alone wasn’t worth that kind of gamble for Luo Feng.
…
On the evening of September 1st, night had already fallen.
In Mingyue Community, many soldiers patrolling with real firearms looked toward the distant lawn. On the lawn stood a triangular, deep-blue flying fighter jet. Around the jet, no fewer than thirty soldiers stood guard. Luo Feng, dressed unusually in a black suit, was walking toward the aircraft.
“Sir!” The thirty armed soldiers saluted. Having been specially awarded the rank of Lieutenant General in the Army, Luo Feng commanded a personal guard of 900 men. Originally stationed at Mingyue Community, Luo Feng had divided his personal guards into three shifts to alternate patrol duties—an easy task.
“Uh-huh.” Luo Feng nodded.
Whoosh—
The hatch opened, and Luo Feng strode into the intelligent fighter like a gust of wind. The fighter then began to rise, exiting the city’s defense system range, before vanishing into the night sky as a streak of deep-blue light.
…
In Jiangnan Base City, within the residential area housing the headquarters of the Limit Martial Arts Gym, nearly 90% of the gym’s martial artists in the entire base city lived here!
Music echoed through the air.
In this residential area stood a three-story, snow-white villa. Tonight, a grand banquet would be held here to welcome the new Inspector. Therefore, early on, white wooden fences had been erected around the villa, about a hundred meters away, prohibiting outsiders from entering!
A red carpet stretched from the gate of the fence, extending a hundred meters to the entrance of the white villa’s grand hall.
Right now—
Many prominent figures from Jiangnan Base City had already arrived. Military division commanders, major military commanders, representatives from national special departments, and even high-ranking political figures were present. Only those with extremely high status in the HR Alliance were eligible to attend tonight’s banquet.
In short, this was undoubtedly the highest-level banquet in Jiangnan Base City.
“Ha ha, General Li, welcome, welcome.”
“Has Inspector Luo not arrived yet?” General Li Dawei smiled.
“Tonight, Inspector Luo is the guest of honor. This banquet is held in his honor. It’s perfectly normal for him to arrive a little late. General Li, please forgive the delay!” President Zhou Zhengyong chuckled. “Excuse me for a moment!” Immediately, President Zhou Zhengyong went to greet other distinguished guests. Tonight alone, there were many Warlords in attendance!
There were also over ten generals from the military in attendance!
Li Dawei held his wine glass and walked to a quiet corner, where a young man in a suit approached and whispered, “Commander, everything is going according to plan. A major event is expected within the next hour.”
“Oh.” A faint smile appeared on Li Dawei’s face.
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