Chapter 29: Mowing Mode and the Secret Art of Mental Force Masters

No Universo Devorador, tornei-me o trunfo de Luo Feng. Porquinho Mágico 2863 words 2026-08-04 04:27:33

"There is a human individual one kilometer to the north who is stronger than me, meow."

"There is a monster about 800 meters to the east with strength comparable to mine, and by its side are forty-two weaker monsters, meow."

Inside the tactical backpack on Luo Feng's back, a white cat spoke in human language.

"Thank you, Nengliangduo." Seeing a cat speak human language felt novel to Luo Feng, but his attention was quickly shifted to the information provided by Nengliangduo.

"A human?" Luo Feng felt somewhat surprised. His battle with the Green-Scaled Giant Python had been so intense that ordinary martial artists would have fled far away at the first sign of movement.

Anyone bold enough to stay behind, and alone at that, must have considerable strength; they might even be a Wargod-level powerhouse.

Luo Feng did not want to cross paths with such a person for the time being. With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from the area in a few leaps.

More than 800 meters to the east.

Dozens of Razor-Toothed Wild Boars huddled in a building, filled with anxiety. One of them was significantly larger than the others, with exceptionally thick tusks.

Twelve streams of silver light flashed. In the blink of an eye, a hole was pierced into the brain of every single Razor-Toothed Wild Boar, killing them instantly.

A moment later, Luo Feng appeared on the scene. He glanced at the massive boar with its two pairs of tusks and muttered to himself, "A low-level Beast General-class Four-Tusked Boar, and forty-two Beast Soldier-class Razor-Toothed Wild Boars. Hmm, it seems Nengliangduo's sensory ability is very accurate."

Luo Feng naturally trusted "Bai," but he was indeed curious about the abilities of this white cat, Nengliangduo. Seeing it now, it was truly worthy of being created by "Bai."

This ability... Glancing at the dozens of points he had just earned, Luo Feng turned his head to look at the white cat lying in his backpack and said with a beaming smile, "Let's continue, Nengliangduo."

From then on, Luo Feng entered a "mowing" mode.

Relying on Nengliangduo's precise and powerful sensory abilities, Luo Feng felt as if he were using a wall-hack, actively seeking out monsters to kill everywhere.

He primarily targeted Beast General-class monsters, as this was the most efficient way to earn points. Naturally, these Beast General-class monsters were usually accompanied by a number of Beast Soldier-class minions.

Five Beast General-class monsters...
Ten Beast General-class...
Twenty...

By the evening, after five or six hours of continuous killing, Luo Feng felt slightly exhausted as most of his spiritual energy had been depleted. He found a building to rest in.

Looking at the two thousand additional points on his panel, a smile played on Luo Feng's lips.

"With so many points, how should I spend them?" Luo Feng wondered to himself.

He knew that "Bai" possessed the power of creation. Not just objects, but even life itself could be created; such an ability could only be described as heaven-defying. Because of this, Luo Feng had decided from the very beginning that "Bai's" ability must never be exposed—not even to his own family. A secret told is no longer a secret.

"Upgrade my weapons and gear?" Luo Feng looked down at the Grade 9 combat suit he was wearing.

Grade 9 equipment was not the best. The strongest equipment humanity had researched using Kaluo alloy and monster materials surpassed Grade 9. Grade 10, also known as SS-class equipment, was precious gear capable of fighting against King-level monsters. A full set of SS-class combat suits cost an astonishing 120 billion Chinese Yuan!

"120 billion... what a terrifying figure," Luo Feng sighed. The Green-Scaled Giant Python he had slain today was only worth about 5 billion. One combat suit would require killing over twenty such pythons.

But if Luo Feng wanted to, he could spend his points right now and have "Bai" upgrade all his gear and weapons to SS-class.

"It feels like playing a game with cheats on," Luo Feng shook his head. He felt that his journey so far had been suspiciously easy.

However, even with that thought, he would never willingly give up "Bai's" ability just to create difficulties for himself. If he could become stronger smoothly and steadily, why must he endure pain and despair, flirting with death, to do so? He was no masochist.

Luo Feng brushed the thought aside and returned to the question of how to use the growing pile of points in his hand.

Exchange for pills to increase strength? Forget it. He was already increasing his strength by several thousand kilograms a day, and as his physical fitness improved, he could digest more Flesh Essence Pills daily. His rate of strength growth would only accelerate. This terrifying growth rate was already approaching the limit of what Luo Feng could control; any faster, and he would have to spend time mastering his surging strength, which would diminish the value of his points.

Compared to raw power, Luo Feng felt that improving his blade techniques, footwork, and force-multiplication factors was more important. For instance, if he mastered the second level of the Ming Sha Blade, his force-multiplication could reach four times, resulting in a qualitative leap in his strength.

"And my strongest tool, my spiritual energy. I can only control three throwing knives at peak power simultaneously right now. If I could control ten, or twenty at peak power..." Just imagining the scene, he felt he might even be able to battle a King-level monster.

Thinking this, Luo Feng was tempted. His spiritual power was already at the Advanced Wargod level; further strengthening this aspect was undoubtedly one of the best choices.

"Bai, can you create secret manuals for spiritual masters?"

"Naturally, I can. However, I lack a reservoir of knowledge on spiritual masters, so creating them directly would consume a great deal of energy. My suggestion is to exchange with 'Hong.' There are many alien ruins on Earth, and as the number one person on the planet, he certainly possesses many treasures, among which there might be secret manuals for spiritual masters. If I have the basic knowledge, I can create stronger secret manuals for you with much lower energy consumption. Otherwise, with your current points, you won't be able to create any truly high-quality manuals."

Bai Chen gave Luo Feng another option. He remembered that Hong possessed a secret manual titled *Fundamentals of Spiritual Masters*, as well as treasures like the Soaring Sky Shuttle. Additionally, the Extreme Martial Arts Gym controlled many ancient ruins, including the ninth one, which contained the *312 Basic Styles of Controllers* inheritance.

These items were useless to Hong, who was a pure martial artist. Given Hong's personality, as long as Luo Feng could provide items of value to him, a successful exchange was almost guaranteed. For example, Flesh Essence Pills? Such resources, which were cheap to produce and could cultivate martial artists in bulk—and even had a minor effect on experts like Hong—would certainly be enough to trade for items Hong no longer needed.

Compared to creating physical objects, creating secret manuals and techniques from scratch without any knowledge base was far more difficult, as it involved the overall structure of the Swallowing Star system's cultivation path.

The *Fundamentals of Spiritual Masters* was manageable, as it was merely the essence of human wisdom from the past few decades on Earth. But the *312 Basic Styles of Controllers* inheritance was a foundational manual refined over tens of millions of years by the Black Thunder Star faction established by Hu Yanbo. It was practically optimized to the limit. Although it lacked the specific nature of the Giant Elephant manual, in terms of structural integrity and extension of the spiritual master's path, it was far superior to the first layer of the Giant Elephant manual.

"Seek out Hong?" Luo Feng was stunned. That was the number one person in the world, the strongest martial artist, a truly invincible existence! Could he even get in touch with him?

"There is no need to be so self-deprecating. Your strength might not catch his eye yet, but your talent would definitely surprise him. Hong, as the guardian of humanity, is very willing to cultivate more powerhouses; after all, it helps share the burden."

"Is that so?" Luo Feng nodded slightly. It was true: with his current strength and age, he could definitely attract 'Hong's' attention.