Chapter 52: The Alluring Congresswoman and the Number Nine Ancient Civilization Ruin

"Number One, search for all information regarding the No. 9 ancient civilization ruin for me." Without a moment's hesitation, Luo Feng, already tempted, gave the order to the smart system of Number One fighter jet via his tactical watch.

"Understood, Master. Searching—search complete. I will now read out the information regarding the No. 9 ancient civilization ruin." Number One's cold, synthetic voice began to sound.

"As the 'No. 9 ancient civilization ruin,' which has a relatively low danger level among all ruins, it is the only place on Earth where the 'Black God Set' can be obtained.

Among those who enter, the death and disability rate for God of War-level fighters is approximately 72%, with a success rate of 28%. Once entered, it is impossible to exit midway; one must either succeed or fail. Everyone is granted only a single opportunity to enter the 'No. 9 ancient civilization ruin.' ...

Martial artists entering the 'No. 9 ancient civilization ruin' are prohibited from using special defensive gear such as the Black God Set. They may only use combat uniforms manufactured on Earth!

Tip: There are currently no recorded fatalities among spiritual readers who have entered the No. 9 ruin."

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"When entering this ruin, one cannot even wear the Black God Set?"

Luo Feng furrowed his brow slightly. One had to know that the version 1.0 enhanced Black God Set was his ultimate life-saving trump card. Although the information retrieved by Number One indicated no recorded deaths for spiritual readers entering the No. 9 ruin, who could say if some accident might befall him?

Luo Feng was quite precious of his own life.

"Bai, what is going on here?" Luo Feng could not help but ask again.

"This is the Falling Star Pavilion's assessment for the foundational members under its command; naturally, there are restrictions on external objects," Bai Chen replied in a lazy tone.

"Then does that mean the Soaring Sky Shuttle cannot be brought in either?" Luo Feng blinked.

"The Soaring Sky Shuttle should be fine. This assessment only restricts defensive gear. As for offensive means, as long as they are not technological weapons, mental-power weapons that rely on one's own strength to unleash power will not face any restrictions." Recalling the plot of the original work, Bai Chen gave a generally affirmative answer.

If he remembered correctly, Luo Feng had indeed entered the No. 9 ruin with the Soaring Sky Shuttle and had even acquired the "Soaring Sky" manual within it, which detailed how to control the mental-power weapon.

"Alright, I understand." Luo Feng mentally acknowledged.

He would take on this mission!

Since it was a mission issued by "Bai," it naturally had its purpose.

"The No. 9 civilization ruin is controlled by the Extreme Martial Arts Pavilion; I must inform Pavilion Master Hong first," Luo Feng thought, and subsequently instructed Number One to send a message to Hong.

Ever since his previous transaction with Hong, Luo Feng had obtained Hong's direct contact information.

"Master, Pavilion Master Hong has replied. He says: 'Luo Feng, you may proceed directly to the No. 9 civilization ruin. If there is anything you do not understand, you can ask Yaorao. Yaorao is one of my three personal guards.'"

Luo Feng wore a smile at the corner of his lips.

This Pavilion Master Hong was quite magnanimous. Luo Feng had originally intended to offer some Blood Pills in exchange for an opportunity to enter the No. 9 civilization ruin.

Since Hong was so generous, Luo Feng felt he could not make no gesture in return.

"When the time comes, I will give some Blood Pills to Yaorao and have her pass them on to Pavilion Master Hong as a token of gratitude," Luo Feng thought to himself.

Two months ago, Bai's stockpile of Blood Pills already numbered in the hundreds of thousands. After two months of frantic monster hunting, the corpses of those beasts were enough to produce at least over a million Blood Pills.

Even if "Bai" no longer supplied him with free Blood Pills, exchanging for a single Blood Pill cost a mere 0.005 contribution points. Exchanging a thousand Blood Pills would only cost five points—virtually negligible for Luo Feng, who commanded a surplus of over five million points.

With his decision made, Luo Feng stopped pondering further, closed his eyes, and centered his mind to continue the unfinished cultivation of the mammoth particles.

Within his body, a single cell shone brilliantly under the transformation of the mammoth secret technique, and the power contained within it grew increasingly formidable...

The next day.

In the morning, after completing his foundational cultivation, the number of fully realized mammoth particles in his body reached 24, representing 2.4 million kilograms of strength.

After bidding farewell to his family, Luo Feng summoned Number One fighter jet and boarded it, transforming into a streak of light that vanished from Yangzhou City.

The No. 9 ancient civilization ruin was located deep within the Amazon rainforest in South America.

In mere moments, traveling at a hundred times the speed of sound, Luo Feng arrived at the destination.

Before Luo Feng could make a move, the base below, having detected the movement of the fighter jet, transmitted a guidance signal. Luo Feng had Number One follow the guidance signal to descend.

"Lord Luo Feng."

Stepping out of the fighter jet, Luo Feng was greeted by five or six men in black approaching him, offering respectful greetings in deferential tones.

Luo Feng was long accustomed to this and nodded politely.

"Pavilion Master Hong told me to come directly. I wonder...?"

Hearing this, the lead man in black hurriedly spoke, "Pavilion Master Hong has dispatched Senator Yaorao to receive you. Senator Yaorao will explain everything to you next. Please follow me."

Following the man in black, Luo Feng entered the interior of the base.

Soon, his eyes lit up as he spotted a tall, beautiful woman with blonde hair, dressed in a tight-fitting combat suit, boasting an immensely sexy figure.

The woman was roughly one hundred and eighty centimeters tall, yet this did not make her look robust in the least; instead, it only served to accentuate her alluring and fiery physique.

"Lord Luo Feng, Senator Yaorao, I shall take my leave first." With a slightly constrained manner, the man in black spoke quickly and departed the area, leaving the two of them facing each other.

Yaorao's gaze fell upon Luo Feng, as if attempting to see right through him.

"This person called Luo Feng actually gives me a sense of danger?" Yaorao felt a secret wave of astonishment.

As one of Hong's three personal guards, Yaorao was far from weak even among Senator-level powerhouses. Yet now, she actually sensed a trace of danger from a God of War-level fighter?

"Hello, Luo Feng. My name is Yaorao; the Pavilion Master sent me to receive you." Suppressing the thoughts in her mind, Yaorao smiled, stepped forward, and extended her hand.

Luo Feng shook her hand, his tone equally polite. "Sorry to trouble Senator Yaorao."

There was no constraint whatsoever—he was relaxed and casual, completely unlike the attitude a God of War-level fighter ought to display when facing a Senator-level powerhouse.

"Luo Feng, could it be that you have broken through to the Planetary level?" Yaorao could not help asking aloud.

Although the Pavilion Master had briefed her on his background, Luo Feng's demeanor and the faint sense of danger he exuded bore no resemblance to the traits of a God of War-level fighter, naturally arousing Yaorao's curiosity.

"No." Luo Feng shook his head, responding honestly.

...

Next, one spoke while the other listened patiently. Although Luo Feng had already learned the general information about the No. 9 ruin through Number One, he also wanted to hear what the other party knew; perhaps there were details that Number One had missed.

After the explanation concluded.

"Well then, Luo Feng, let me congratulate you in advance on passing the assessment," Yaorao said with a smile.

"Thank you, Senator Yaorao." Luo Feng nodded.

Subsequently, he walked toward the assessment passage.

Behind him, Yaorao watched Luo Feng with keen interest, chuckled softly, shook her head, and left the area.

"Truly an interesting young man."