Fifty Thousand Years

At the human underground base next to the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin. “Wargod Luo Feng, here’s a clean set of clothes.” “Wargod Luo Feng, do you require any other services?” Luo Feng, looking as if he’d been covered in grime, glanced at the two women by the door, waved his hand, and said, “No need!” With a ‘snap,’ he closed the door. “It’s been a year and three months since I had a proper bath!” Luo Feng quickly stripped off his combat suit and clothes, rushed into the bathroom, and stepped into the bathtub. Hot water was continuously filling the tub. As Luo Feng entered, the water in the tub quickly began to turn black. There was no other way; the water supplied in the ruin could only be used for drinking. Want a bath? Dream on! Lying in the bathtub, with hot water washing over his body, Luo Feng couldn’t resist using his ‘auxiliary optical computer’ to make a call. The auxiliary optical computer had already copied all the phone numbers from his ‘communication watch’. “It’s been over a year. I wonder how Mom and Dad are doing, are they healthy?” Actually, Luo Feng wanted to call as soon as he emerged from the ancient civilization ruin, but he was surrounded by numerous base staff. Luo Feng could only find a room to bathe first, and began making the call from the bathtub. Beep—beep—beep— The call connected. ... Mingyue Residential District, Yangzhou City, Jiangnan Base City. Inside a quiet room. Luo Hongguo lay on the bed, his face pale, with an IV drip beside him, clearly receiving an infusion. Two nurses were present in the room. “It’s Luo Feng’s call, it’s Luo Feng’s call...” The incoming call ringtone sounded. Luo Hongguo, who had been lying with his eyes closed and a pale face, instantly opened his eyes wide. He abruptly turned his head to look at the phone on the bedside table. Disregarding everything else, Luo Hongguo struggled to turn over and reached out his left hand to grab the phone. This scene startled the two nurses beside him. One of them quickly said, “Mr. Luo, you shouldn’t move your waist, let me get it.” “It’s fine.” Luo Hongguo seemed to possess boundless strength; his back pain felt as if it belonged to someone else as he swiftly snatched up the phone. Looking at the caller ID, Luo Hongguo couldn’t believe it: “It’s really Xiao Feng’s, who’s calling? Is it Xiao Feng?” It was known that the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo had confirmed Luo Feng’s death, and Luo Feng’s parents didn’t know he was in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin, so they had always believed the Extreme Martial Arts Dojo had 100% evidence of his demise. Taking a deep breath, Luo Hongguo pressed the answer button. Beep. “Hello?” Luo Hongguo’s voice was hoarse and low, tinged with a hint of apprehension and a glimmer of hope. It was as if he were holding a piece of tofu, fearing it might crumble at any moment. “Dad, it’s me.” That vibrant, powerful voice, a voice that had echoed countless times in Luo Hongguo’s dreams, a voice so familiar it couldn’t be more so... instantly made Luo Hongguo’s eyes widen. His hands began to tremble: “It’s Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, is that really you?” “It’s me, Dad,” Luo Feng said. “Why aren’t you video calling? Let me see you!” Luo Hongguo quickly added, fearing someone was playing a trick on him, as it wasn’t difficult for current technology to mimic a person’s voice. “Dad, I’m in the bath, and I’ve got a big beard.” Luo Feng sounded a little embarrassed. Beep! Video call initiated! Luo Hongguo stared intently at the phone screen. Amidst the faint steam of the bathroom, a figure appeared: wet, long hair, a face covered in a thick beard. But that face shape, especially those eyes, made Luo Hongguo’s eyes light up instantly. In the video, a blade flew up, swiftly shaving across Luo Feng’s face. The thick beard was quickly removed, revealing a handsome young man! It was Luo Feng! It was the son Luo Hongguo had raised for twenty years! “Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, you’re not dead! That’s wonderful, truly wonderful!” Luo Hongguo’s eyes instantly welled up. During this period, he and his wife had indeed been heartbroken over their eldest son’s fate. “Dad, I’m sorry. I was trapped somewhere and couldn’t get out. I’ve just managed to escape. I’m in South America right now, and I’ll be home in a few hours,” Luo Feng said. “Good, good, don’t rush. Your safety is more important,” Luo Hongguo quickly said. Suddenly— Click, the room door opened. Luo Hua, wearing a cotton undershirt, walked in, holding a freshly made cup of milk. “Don’t worry, Dad, everything’s resolved. I’ll be back soon. Is everything alright at home?” The voice from the phone made Luo Hua, who was holding the milk, freeze instantly. “Brother!” Luo Hua’s eyes widened in disbelief, and tears immediately streamed down his face! The two nurses nearby were startled. They knew very well how formidable ‘Mr. Luo Hua’ was. He was the eighth largest shareholder of the Huaxia Nation’s largest bank, Industrial and Commercial Bank, with assets exceeding a hundred billion. Those who frequented his home were absolute powerhouses from the political and business worlds, as well as personnel from special national departments. Even they were specially assigned by a national department to care for Luo Hua’s father. How could such an influential figure suddenly burst into tears? “It’s fine, everything’s fine at home. Everything will be fine once you’re back,” Luo Hongguo quickly said. “Mm, I’ll be back soon.” The call ended. Only then did Luo Hua walk to his father’s side, asking in disbelief, “Dad, was that Brother calling? Brother isn’t dead?” “He’ll be home in a few hours,” Luo Hongguo quickly said. “Haha, ha, ha...” Luo Hua seemed to be crying and laughing at the same time, “I knew it, Brother wouldn’t be in trouble, he wouldn’t!” Since childhood, Luo Feng had been like a towering tree protecting him. He even became a Wargod to earn money so Luo Hua could stand again. In his heart, Luo Hua was incredibly grateful to his brother. His brother was extremely important in his life! When news of Luo Feng’s death came, his parents were heartbroken, and Luo Hua was heartbroken too, but he had to support the family. At less than 20 years old, having to contend with Li Yao and deal with various ‘old foxes,’ Luo Hua was indeed very, very tired. ... In a coffee shop in Jingdu Base City. Xu Xin was sitting on a sofa seat in a coffee shop. In front of her was an ultra-thin laptop. The laptop’s desktop displayed a photo of Luo Feng and her together; in the picture, Luo Feng was laughing exaggeratedly like a big child. Xu Xin tapped the screen and opened a folder. Holding a cup of hot coffee, Xu Xin silently looked at the photos within the folder, one by one. “Hello, could I borrow your phone for a moment?” A handsome young man walked over and smiled. Xu Xin gave him a cold glance, then looked back at her laptop, not saying a word. The handsome young man frowned slightly, but when his peripheral vision caught sight of a photo being viewed on the laptop—a picture of Xu Xin and Luo Feng taken on a very tall building in the wilderness—he turned and left, cursing inwardly: “Damn, she already has a boyfriend. The good ones are always taken. Wait, that’s not right, the background of that photo seems to be a ruined city, and there are monsters?” A couple taking couple photos in a wilderness city? “I must have seen it wrong, seen it wrong.” The handsome young man couldn’t believe it. Just then... a sorrowful melody played, making the handsome young man turn his head in confusion: “Such a melancholic song as a ringtone?” Xu Xin’s body trembled on the sofa. This music was a ringtone she had specifically set for Luo Feng’s number. She took out her phone and quickly pressed the answer button. “Xu Xin, it’s me.” Xu Xin, whose heart had long been cold, felt the layer of ice encasing it melt in an instant. ... At the exit of the underground base. Luo Feng, dressed in a black casual shirt and carrying an oversized backpack, watched with a smile as two streaks of light flew across the sky. After making the two calls, Luo Feng felt much lighter. Of the two streaks of light, the one flying in front was Luo Feng’s King-tier intelligent fighter jet! As soon as he emerged from the ancient civilization ruin, Luo Feng gave the order to his intelligent fighter jet... and it immediately flew over. “Hmm? Is that—” Luo Feng looked at a blood-red triangular fighter jet beside it. Both fighter jets landed simultaneously. The hatches opened, and stairs extended. Hong, the man in black, stepped out first, followed by his personal guard Yaorao and Inspector Liu He. “Dojo Master.” Luo Feng bowed slightly. “Good, you certainly didn’t disappoint me.” Hong, the man in black, walked directly in front of Luo Feng, his gaze seemingly seeing right through him. “And I can sense that you’re different from before, Luo Feng. You must have gained quite a lot during these past year and three months, haven’t you? Come, let’s talk more in the fighter jet.” “Yes.” Luo Feng was well aware of the Dojo Master’s strength. He was a Planet-level Sixth-tier, but because he possessed a domain, even a Planet-level Ninth-tier might not be his match. Within the Planet-level, he was practically invincible! The power gap between Planet-level First-tier council members and the Dojo Master was like the difference between a ‘beginner warrior’ and an ‘invincible Wargod!’ And the gap between himself and the Dojo Master was indeed very, very vast. ... The Primordial-tier intelligent fighter jet flew in front, with the King-tier intelligent fighter jet following behind. Inside the Primordial-tier intelligent fighter jet, Hong, the man in black, Luo Feng, Yaorao, and Liu He all sat on seats arranged in a circle. “Luo Feng, you had translation software, so why did you stay in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin for a year and three months?” Hong, the man in black, looked at Luo Feng. “Did you discover some secrets of this No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin?” As the foremost person on Earth, and having received some technological inheritances from ruins, there were very few things that could still pique his curiosity. The No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin was one of them. “Yes.” Luo Feng nodded. “What secrets? Can you tell me?” Hong, the man in black, looked at Luo Feng. Luo Feng knew very well that the bald crystal man had deliberately deleted much information from the communication watches precisely because it didn’t want humans on Earth to know its secrets! Only ‘Yunmo Star members’ were qualified to know. “Because my brain region breadth is relatively high, I triggered a special death mission,” Luo Feng said, half-truthfully. “Death mission?” Everyone present was somewhat surprised. Hong, the man in black, asked, “Is the reward the same as for other Wargods? There should be a difference, right?” In the past, anyone who successfully entered the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin invariably received a Black God Set. “There’s a slight difference.” “Not only did I receive a Black God Set, but I also obtained a cultivation method for Mental-Force Users,” Luo Feng said. “Oh?” Hong, the man in black, was slightly disappointed. He was a martial artist! His energy had to be entirely focused on martial arts. Currently, according to what Hong himself understood about the universe, although he was a ‘Planet-level Sixth-tier,’ his martial arts realm was already extremely high. Many Star-level powerhouses hadn’t even managed to possess their own domains. With a domain, he was invincible within the Planet-level! With such a high martial arts realm, it was naturally impossible for him to waste time cultivating Mental Force. ... Inside the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruin, within the dark brown maze. The bald crystal man, faintly glowing all over, walked step by step. “Luo Feng indeed didn’t reveal what happened inside the ruin.” The bald crystal man faintly showed a hint of ‘melancholy emotion’ belonging to humans, and sighed softly. “Master, it’s been fifty thousand years. Fifty thousand years since I could contact you.” Even after fifty thousand years, as an intelligent AI, it could only obey its most basic programming: to screen certain Wargods.