Inspector

“Thank you, Dojo Master,” Luo Feng said repeatedly.

The Dojo Master had personally stated that the true value of the Sky-Shuttle was far beyond 30 Stars. To put it in perspective, a portion of Dragon Blood, worth 80 billion, was only one Star. This highlighted the Sky-Shuttle’s immense value. Of course, there was no real comparison.

At a certain point, money was just a number!

Powerhouses like Hong and Lei Shen would never sell their treasures for mere currency. Such treasures were only exchanged through bartering.

“Use it well. I hope it will shine brightly in your hands.”

“Alright, you’ve chosen the Sky-Shuttle for 30 Stars, and the ‘Foundation of Psionic Mastery’ secret manual for 3 Stars, totaling 33 Stars. The total value of your plant spirits was 36.5 Stars, which means you still have 3.5 Stars left to redeem.” The black-haired man, Hong, pointed to the projections of numerous redeemable items on the virtual screen. “Tell me, which one will you choose?”

Luo Feng looked closely.

He now had the Black God Suit for body defense and the Sky-Shuttle as a weapon. For Psionic Master cultivation, he had the “Foundation of Psionic Mastery,” so he wasn’t lacking anything.

“The Primordial-tier Smart Fighter Jet is excellent, but unfortunately, it’s very expensive.”

Luo Feng sighed inwardly. Which Warrior wouldn’t want a cool fighter jet of their own?

“Hmm?”

Luo Feng’s gaze swept over the fighter jet category, and his eyes lit up—King-tier Smart Fighter Jet, 2 Stars.

This was good!

The price wasn’t steep, only 2 Stars. Moreover, this King-tier Smart Fighter Jet had strong defensive capabilities and was intelligent, making it far superior to ordinary saucer-shaped fighter jets. Although it was only ‘2 Stars,’ it would be an astronomical price if bought with money. Few War Gods could afford even this ‘lowest-tier’ smart fighter jet.

“Its performance.” Luo Feng carefully read the simple annotation next to the King-tier Smart Fighter Jet on the screen.

King-tier Smart Fighter Jet: An intelligent system controls the fighter jet. The fuselage can withstand attacks from any Lord-tier Monster, with a maximum speed of Mach 10.6.

“Not bad.” Luo Feng nodded to himself. Ordinary fighter jets wouldn’t dare claim to withstand attacks from any Lord-tier Monster. The fact that it did meant its fuselage strength was close to the defensive capabilities of a King-tier Monster! One should remember that Inspector Liu’s ‘Universe-tier’ Smart Fighter Jet could only withstand King-tier Monster attacks.

His own was a tier lower.

But it was still very powerful. Its maximum speed could reach Mach 10.6, which was over 10,000 kilometers per hour. Even most King-tier Monsters probably couldn’t catch this smart fighter jet. Most importantly, it was intelligent, so there was no need to hire a pilot, which was very convenient.

“I’ll buy it, the King-tier Smart Fighter Jet,” Luo Feng said.

“Understood.”

The black-haired man glanced at it and nodded. “You’ve now redeemed 35 Stars. What else do you want to redeem?”

Luo Feng looked around and shook his head with a smile. “No need. Among my 12 plant spirits, the cheapest one, the ‘Millennium Black-Wound Root,’ is only worth 1.5 Stars. I’ll keep that one for myself. I’ll redeem the other 11.” This way, Luo Feng would only have the ‘Millennium Black-Wound Root’ among his plant spirits.

Of course, he also had the redeemed “Foundation of Psionic Mastery,” the Black God Suit, the Sky-Shuttle, and the King-tier Smart Fighter Jet—these four items.

The Black God Suit, in particular, was obtained for free.

“Understood.” The black-haired man, Hong, waved his hand, and the two large 3D virtual projections vanished, plunging the room back into dimness.

“Dojo Master,” Luo Feng respectfully asked, “I’d like to know, this Millennium Black-Wound Root, it says to steep it into three kilograms of medicinal wine and take 100g daily. I want to know… if these three kilograms of medicinal wine are shared among several ordinary people, is that okay? They aren’t Warriors, so should their dosage be even smaller?”

The black-haired man, Hong, gave Luo Feng a deep look before saying, “Sharing it among several people is fine. It just means each person’s improvement will be slightly less. As for ordinary people, taking 100g daily is fine.”

Luo Feng secretly rejoiced upon hearing this.

“Does it matter what kind of alcohol is used for the medicinal wine?” Luo Feng pressed on.

“No difference. Even steeping it in water is fine,” the black-haired man, Hong, replied. “No need to ask further. The ‘Millennium Black-Wound Root’ you receive will come with detailed instructions for use.”

Luo Feng nodded.

The room fell silent again. The black-haired man, Hong, scrutinized Luo Feng. Under Hong’s gaze, Luo Feng felt as if he had no secrets, his eyes seemingly able to penetrate one’s soul. The black-haired man, Hong, said coldly, “Luo Feng, your current strength has reached the pinnacle among War Gods. There’s no need for you to remain in the Elite Training Camp.”

“Yes,” Luo Feng nodded.

“I’m giving you two paths,” the black-haired man, Hong, said without hesitation.

Ever since signing that contract with Inspector Wang, it meant one thing: from now on, Luo Feng was a member of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo. His current position would naturally be arranged by the higher-ups.

“First, remain in Hongning Base City, join the Special Action Team, or you can apply to become a Training Camp Instructor in the future, or other roles.”

“Second, be dispatched to another Base City to serve as an Inspector.” The black-haired man, Hong, quietly watched Luo Feng. “Choose.”

Luo Feng was startled.

“Choose carefully.”

“These two choices are very important to you,” the black-haired man, Hong, said solemnly. “Staying put or being dispatched are the two paths for War Gods within the Martial Arts Dojo! Once chosen, it will be very difficult to change later. Unless you break through in the future, surpass War God status, and become an Inspector of my Extreme Martial Arts Dojo. Only then will you have special privileges.”

It was like choosing between two jobs within a company; once chosen, it was hard to change.

“Stay put? Be dispatched?”

Luo Feng hesitated. Once he chose, he might be stuck in one place for a long time.

“I hope to return to Jiangnan Base City and serve as an Inspector there,” Luo Feng respectfully said.

“Jiangnan Base City?”

The black-haired man, Hong, nodded. “The current Inspector of Jiangnan Base City is not a local. According to the Martial Arts Dojo’s rules, priority will be given to those from their hometown.” In fact, the position of Inspector was one of extremely high authority. Among all members of the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo in a Base City, the Inspector was the top leader!

Generally, only individuals who had achieved the title of ‘High-tier War God’ and were highly renowned were qualified to serve as Inspector!

As for the President position, Beginner-tier War Gods or Mid-tier War Gods could hold it, with the minimum strength requirement being ‘Beginner-tier War God.’

And for the Director position, the minimum strength requirement was ‘High-tier Warlord.’

From the strength requirements alone, one could see the difference in status among the three!

For example, in Jiangnan Base City, the Extreme Martial Arts Grand Hall had one President and three Directors, all overt powerhouses. However, the Inspector controlled the armed forces and truly held supervisory power. He could even directly dismiss a Director! And appoint a new one! Or request the headquarters to remove the President, etc. Of course… the Inspector had no right to directly remove the President.

And the Inspector’s status…

Was directly appointed by the highest decision-making body. A single Inspector (巡察使) did not have the authority to directly dismiss an Inspector (监察使); it could only be done through a collective vote at a round table meeting.

To some extent, this also demonstrated the immense power of the Inspector, who was already a regional feudal lord.

“To become an Inspector, your title must at least be ‘High-tier War God,’” the black-haired man, Hong, said. “What you need to do now is to obtain the title of High-tier War God!”

“Yes,” Luo Feng quickly replied.

In terms of combat titles, he was currently only a ‘Beginner-tier Warlord,’ though his actual strength was already that of an ‘Invincible War God.’

“Once you obtain the title of ‘High-tier War God,’ you will automatically become an Inspector,” the black-haired man, Hong, said. “I hope you will promptly go to Jiangnan Base City to take up your post.”

“Yes,” Luo Feng responded.

…

At the entrance of the mysterious giant spaceship-like building at the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo’s Global Headquarters Base, Luo Feng walked out accompanied by a red-robed Caucasian man.

“Mr. Luo Feng,” the red-robed Caucasian man smiled, “Look over there. That smart fighter jet is yours.”

“Oh?”

Luo Feng quickly turned his head to look. On an open space nearby, a dark blue triangular fighter jet was parked. The entire jet’s fuselage had elegant curves, truly a work of art. Its total length was about 20 meters, and its width was over ten meters, giving it an overall robust and sturdy appearance.

“This smart fighter jet is mine.” Luo Feng couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

In this era, which man didn’t want a fighter jet of his own?

However, fighter jets were extremely expensive, and even among War Gods, only a few had purchased them.

“Mr. Luo Feng, since you haven’t used this smart fighter jet before, there will be a system authentication process initially,” the red-robed Caucasian man smiled. “Please follow me.”

They arrived beside the fighter jet.

A dreamy blue light shone down, enveloping Luo Feng. Immediately, “Whoosh—” the cabin door quickly opened with a very soft sound.

“Mr. Luo Feng, only you can enter now; I cannot,” the red-robed Caucasian man said from the side, his eyes betraying a hint of envy. “Once inside, the system authentication will be handled by the ‘intelligent system.’ Mr. Luo Feng just needs to stay in the cabin. You’ll understand everything shortly.”

Luo Feng nodded.

He immediately stepped into the cabin. The seats inside were very comfortable and luxurious; sitting in such a cabin was a pleasure.

Whoosh!

The cabin door closed. At the same time, many lights within the smart fighter jet lit up, appearing very dreamlike. Simultaneously, an electronic voice sounded: “Hello, Master. I will now demonstrate the control methods for this King-tier Smart Fighter Jet.” After speaking, a virtual projection appeared in front of the cabin.

The virtual projection displayed a series of simple, easy-to-understand images with text.

It detailed how to operate the entire fighter jet.

“Beep!”

A red light beam shot towards Luo Feng’s communication watch on his left wrist, connecting with it and beginning to install the smart fighter jet’s remote control system onto the watch.

A moment later—

“It’s really simple; everything is intelligent, no need to worry at all.” Luo Feng smiled.

“I’ll name you now… Number 1.” Luo Feng casually picked a name.

“Yes, Master,” the electronic voice responded.

At the same time, a silver password box emerged from the bottom of the cabin. Once fully out, the opening below closed again. The electronic voice continued, “This is the box the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo left for Master.” Luo Feng’s eyes lit up. This must be the box containing the Black God Suit, Sky-Shuttle, and other items.