Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents-Chapter 113 - 84: Return to the Real World
Sensing the enemy’s intent to attack, Qin Feng did not make any rash moves.
The main reason was that the player named Gluttony was quite sly, building his Lord’s Hall very far away.
Qin Feng had made a rough calculation.
If he wanted to launch a surprise attack and destroy the enemy’s core Lord’s Hall, the round trip alone would take over a week. That wasn’t even counting the additional time he’d need to spend overseeing its destruction.
This meant that if he dispatched his troops, he would inevitably miss out on the free basic resources in the Ancient Ruins Dungeon, completely forfeiting his chance to climb the rankings in the Strongest Lord event.
’Go for the Dragon Crystals?’
’Or go waste the enemy?’
’Obviously, I’ll get the Dragon Crystals first, then go waste the enemy. Why not take it all!’
So, Qin Feng had Ashes’s Owl Spirit Body keep a constant watch on the enemy’s movements. He also commanded a pack of Forest Wolves, which were on the verge of evolving into Desert Giant Wolves, to take out all the scouts the enemy had secretly dispatched, preventing them from gathering any intelligence on his territory.
’So then!’
’What should I do next?’
Qin Feng considered his options carefully.
’The monsters from the Void Gate won’t show up for another month.’
’The Evil Ore mines and the Elf Kingdom to the north are out of reach for now.’
’Who knows how long it’ll take for Mumu’s caravan to arrive.’
’The other Forest Tribes are too far away. Now definitely isn’t the best time to subjugate them.’
’As for that colony of Steel Ant Magical Beasts living underground, unless they attack my territory first, I have no way of going down there to deal with them directly.’
’Then there’s building the city walls, the Furnace Processing Room, and the Sielo Training Hall; improving the soldiers’ weapon proficiency; forging exclusive weapons and equipment; promoting the Zoo Veterans; capturing more Zoo recruits; and assigning fifty Desert Giant Wolves to Long Zhongyi... Each and every one is a tedious internal affair that requires careful, patient work. Rushing wouldn’t accomplish anything.’
’It seems...’
’...there’s nothing urgent to do for now?’
’Maybe I should just go AFK at Long Zhongyi’s place for thirty days and focus on the resource-gathering event for the Strongest Lord title?’
Suddenly, inspiration struck. Qin Feng remembered there was one more important thing he hadn’t taken care of, and he now had the means to do it.
That was... to return to the Real World!
Previously, Qin Feng hadn’t dared to return to the Real World, worried that the terrifyingly powerful Death Knight would be waiting at his doorstep to incapacitate his physical body with something like a tranquilizer dart or gun.
But things were different now.
He had Ashes, a "Mobile True Eye" that could monitor three places at once.
’Even if I can’t stay in the Real World for long, I can send one of Ashes’s Owl Spirit Bodies over first. It can use its Invisibility to secretly observe the situation there and search for the Death Knight’s whereabouts.’
’Mhm!’
’This plan could work!’
His mind made up, Qin Feng immediately had Ashes recall the second Owl Spirit Body that was out patrolling the area. Once everything was ready, he selected the "Depart Lord World" option provided by the Lord System.
[You are now returning to the Real World!]
[The Divine Chosen Soldier "Ashen Spirit Body (Clone)" has been summoned to the Real World. You may summon 4 more Divine Chosen Soldier units to the Real World!]
[Note: While in the Real World, you can return to the Lord World instantly under any circumstances, even if your consciousness is blurred or you are unconscious!]
[Note: Should you die in the Real World, you will be resurrected in the Lord’s Hall!]
Qin Feng: "???"
’Damn it!’
’You should have said so earlier!’
’And I was so careful, turtling for eight whole days!’
’So after becoming a Divine Chosen Lord, the Real World is actually the safest place, just like a safe zone in an MMO?’
As Qin Feng grumbled to himself, the surrounding scenery shattered like a mirror and reassembled.
The stone arches of the medieval Lord’s Hall vanished, replaced in an instant by the bustling traffic of a modern streetscape.
A businesswoman in high heels hurried past with a coffee in hand. Schoolchildren with backpacks chased each other, laughing as they ran by. All sorts of pedestrians brushed past the spot where he had materialized out of thin air, yet no one gave the surreal sight a second glance, as if Qin Feng were an inseparable part of the city’s very fabric.
’I’m... I’m back?’
The thought had barely formed when Qin Feng whipped his head around, only to find that the ghostly blue Owl Spirit Body hadn’t materialized on the street with him.
He held his breath and focused, discovering that Ashes’s Owl Spirit Body was coiled deep within his consciousness, much like a portable Spirit Pet Atlas that he could summon and recall at will.
’That made sense, though.’
’If Divine Chosen Soldiers summoned to the Real World just appeared out of thin air...’
’...then a single massive Desert Giant Wolf or a bizarre-looking Ratman Warrior would be enough to scare the daylights out of all these ordinary people just trying to get by.’
’Okay!’
’Calm down!’
’Since my life isn’t in danger in the Real World...’
’...what should I do now?’
’Right! Check my phone! I’ve been gone for eight days straight! Maybe there’s some news about my sister!’
With that, Qin Feng subconsciously reached into his pocket for his phone. Like his other real-world belongings, it had been frozen in a strange state of "disappearance" by some mysterious power the moment his physical body traveled to the Lord World, only reappearing in his pocket when he returned.
However.
When Qin Feng lit up his phone screen.
Aside from the usual spam texts, he saw that no one had messaged or left him a voicemail. There wasn’t even a single missed call.
It was only when he opened his chat app that a flood of 999+ notifications poured in. Most were from flashing group chats where heated meme wars were raging. A smaller number were from his goofy online friends, mostly asking soul-searching questions like "Where the hell have you been?" and "When are you gonna carry me in Star Assault?"
Qin Feng casually scanned the screen full of memes and jokes. He was in no mood to banter with the goofy online friends he’d known for years through gaming, so he closed the app and stuffed his phone back into his pocket.
JING-JING-JINGLE!
Suddenly, a metallic ringtone blared. Qin Feng had no choice but to pull his phone out of his pocket again. An unfamiliar number, with no contact name saved, was flashing on the screen.
He raised an eyebrow and swiped to answer.
"Hello?"
A deep, mature-sounding woman’s voice came through the phone:
"Qin Feng!"
"Are you alright now?"
Hearing this, Qin Feng’s guard shot up. He scanned his surroundings cautiously as he quickly asked:
"Who are you?"
The mature-sounding woman on the other end of the line replied in a serious tone:
"I’m a friend of your sister’s from the Lord World. I can’t tell you my real name; it’s too risky. Some troublesome enemies could use it to track me."
"You just need to know my game ID."
"It’s Shelter from the Wind and Rain..."
"Hey! Wait! Me too! Don’t forget me!"
A cheerful girl’s voice suddenly cut in, sounding like a packet of Pop Rocks had been poured into the receiver:
"Qin Feng!"
"Hi there!"
"I’m Rude!"
"Listen up, it’s ’Rude’ like ’you’re being rude,’ get it?~"
Before Qin Feng could react, the cheerful voice shot up an octave, full of mischief:
"Or~"
"You can also call me ’Invincible’~"
"Hee hee hee~"
