Marvel: The other side of the double-passing door is Devouring the Stars

Chapter 481 A Genius Being Cultivated with Special Attention!
The warm spring water enveloped his body, and Luo Wen felt every pore on his body open up. The fatigue that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to evaporate with the heat.

He closed his eyes, completely relaxed his body, and recalled the experiences of this period of time.

From the grueling training on Blood Luo Star to the life-or-death escape on Alpha X-17, and finally to the moment the truth was revealed, he experienced far too much in such a short time.

All of this helped him grow.

It wasn't just an increase in strength—although his understanding of the wind elemental laws deepened during battle—but more importantly, it was a maturation of his mind. He learned to survive in complex environments, to cooperate with others, and to choose between danger and responsibility.

“The teacher is right,” Rowan murmured to himself, “true strength is not just about physical power.”

He soaked in the hot spring for about half an hour and felt much more relaxed. After getting up, drying himself off, and changing into clean clothes, Rowan decided to go check out the public hot spring area.

Although there's a private onsen in the room, the staff said the open-air onsen experience is even better. And since it's not even 8 pm yet, it's a good time to relax.

Rowan changed into his swimming trunks, put on his bathrobe, and, holding his room key and towel, headed towards the public hot spring area.

The open-air hot spring area is indeed beautiful. Several hot spring pools of varying sizes are scattered among the bamboo groves, each meticulously designed—some round, some square, and others in irregular natural shapes. The water steams, appearing hazy and poetic in the evening light.

There weren't many people at the time, only a few guests soaking in the hot springs. Luo Wen chose a pool near the bamboo grove and slowly walked down.

The hot spring water was at a comfortable temperature, around forty degrees Celsius. Rowan leaned against the poolside, looking up at the sky. The setting sun painted the clouds a golden-red hue, a breathtaking sight.

“This is life,” Rowan sighed.

He soaked quietly in the pool, thinking of nothing, simply enjoying this moment of tranquility. Occasionally, a gentle breeze would blow, rustling the bamboo leaves, adding to the Zen-like atmosphere.

Time passed by, minute by minute. Before we knew it, the sky darkened and night fell. Soft lights illuminated the hot spring area, making the entire area look like a dream.

Luo Wen soaked for about an hour and felt completely relaxed. He prepared to get up and go back to his room so he could get a good night's sleep tomorrow and then go home to visit his parents.

Just as he got up from the hot spring, put on his bathrobe, and prepared to leave, he suddenly heard a quarrel coming from not far away.

"Let me go!" came the voice of a young girl, filled with terror and anger.

"Hehe, little beauty, don't be afraid," a man's voice said, full of mockery. "We just want to make friends with you."

“That’s right, that’s right. We are martial artists, it’s your good fortune to have taken a liking to you,” another voice said.

Rowan frowned and looked in the direction of the sound.

On the other side of the hot spring area, a young female hotel employee in a uniform was surrounded by three men. These three men, all in their twenties, were dressed flamboyantly and emanated faint energy fluctuations—clearly, they were all martial artists.

The waitress was carrying a tray with several bottles of drinks, apparently to serve the guests. But now, the tray had fallen to the ground, the drinks were spilled everywhere, and she was cornered by three men, her face ashen.

"You...you mustn't do anything rash," the waitress said, trembling. "This is a public place, the hotel has security cameras!"

"Surveillance?" One of the red-haired men laughed. "So what if there's surveillance? We're martial artists. Even if we cause trouble, the hotel won't dare do anything to us."

“That’s right,” another man with dyed blond hair chimed in, “In this world, martial artists are a cut above ordinary people. For a lowly waiter like you to be noticed by us is an honor!”

The third man, a bald, burly fellow, reached out and grabbed the waitress's arm: "Stop talking nonsense, come with us, we guarantee you'll be comfortable!"

"Help!" the waitress screamed.

But the other customers around, seeing this, all left. Some were afraid of getting into trouble, while others simply didn't want to get involved. Soon, only the three men and the poor waitress remained in the area.

Luo Wen stood at a distance, watching this scene, his eyes gradually turning cold.

He hadn't wanted to meddle—he'd just returned to Earth and wanted to rest, not cause trouble. But seeing this scene of the strong bullying the weak, he simply couldn't ignore it.

What angered him even more was that these three people actually took pride in their status as martial artists and felt that they could bully ordinary people at will.

Such a person is not worthy of being called a martial artist.

Rowan took a deep breath and walked over there.

"Let her go," Rowan said coldly.

The three men turned around at the sound. When they saw Rowan, they were taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Oh, another busybody?" The red-haired man sized up Rowan. "Kid, do you know who we are? You dare to meddle in our business?"

“I don’t need to know who you are,” Rowan said expressionlessly. “All I know is that you are bullying an innocent girl. This behavior is disgusting.”

"Disgusting?" the blond man roared. "You little brat, are you looking for death?"

He released his aura—a third-tier stellar level.

"See that? Stellar-level, Tier 3!" the blond man said smugly. "I advise you to be smart and get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

The other two also released their auras. The red-haired man was a fourth-tier Stellar-level being, and the bald, muscular man was also a fourth-tier Stellar-level being.

"Three stellar-level experts, that should be considered top-tier in this hot spring resort, right?" the red-haired man sneered. "Kid, if you had any sense, you should know we're not someone you can afford to mess with."

Rowan looked at the three of them, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Stellar third-order, fourth-order?
Compared to him, such strength is nothing more than that of an ant.

"With your level of skill," Rowan said calmly, "you dare call yourselves martial artists?"

"What did you say?!" the three roared simultaneously.

“I said,” Rowan said, enunciating each word clearly, “you are not worthy.”

"court death!"

The bald, burly man was the first to lose his temper. He threw a punch at Rowan, his fist brimming with earth-yellow energy—the power of the earth element.

This punch was powerful; if it hit an ordinary person, it would be enough to seriously injure them.

But in Rowan's eyes, this punch was as slow as a snail's crawl.

Rowan didn't even use the power of the laws; he simply reached out and gently patted the target.

Snapped!
His palm landed precisely on the bald, burly man's fist. The seemingly light touch contained terrifying power.

The bald, burly man felt as if his fist had hit a mountain; the terrifying recoil sent a jolt through him, and the bones in his arm cracked and popped.

"Ah—!" The bald, burly man screamed, clutching his arm and staggering back several steps, his face deathly pale.

"Third brother!" The other two exclaimed in surprise.

"Attack together!" the red-haired man shouted. He and the blond man attacked simultaneously. The red-haired man used fire magic, his palms spewing forth blazing flames; the blond man used wood magic, countless vines sprouting from the ground and wrapping around Rowan.

The two coordinated quite well, one attacking and the other controlling; they seemed to have been trained.

But against Rowan, this kind of cooperation was full of flaws.

“The Domain of Wind,” Rowan said softly.

Centered on him, the air within a ten-meter radius suddenly began to ripple. Before the flames could even get close to Rowan, they were scattered and extinguished by the wind. The vines that had just stretched out were sliced ​​into pieces by countless tiny wind blades.

"This...this is a Law Domain?!" The red-haired man's expression changed drastically. "You're a high-level Stellar-level martial artist?!"

Only high-level martial artists at the Stellar level, whose understanding of the laws reaches a certain level, can unleash a Law Domain. Within the domain, the user's control over the laws is greatly enhanced, while enemies are suppressed.

"Only realizing it now?" Rowan sneered. "Too late."

He flashed forward and instantly appeared in front of the red-haired man, kicking him in the stomach.

boom!
The red-haired man was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the rocks beside the hot spring pool, spitting blood, unable to get up.

The blond man turned pale with fright and turned to run away.

But how could Rowan let him get away?
A blade of wind struck the blond man's leg precisely. Although Rowan controlled the force, preventing a fatal wound, it was enough to incapacitate him.

The blond man screamed and fell to the ground, groaning in pain.

In just ten seconds, all three arrogant Stellar-level martial artists collapsed to the ground.

The guests who had already left returned when they heard the commotion. They were stunned when they saw the three people lying on the ground.

"This...this is too powerful!"

"Who was that young man just now? He single-handedly killed three stellar-level martial artists!"

"And he looks so relaxed; his true strength is probably unfathomable."

The guests whispered among themselves, their eyes filled with awe as they looked at Rowan.

Ignoring the surrounding chatter, Rowan walked toward the terrified waitress.

"Are you alright?" Rowan asked gently.

"I...I'm fine," the waitress said, her eyes welling up with tears. "Thank you so much!"

“No need to thank me,” Rowan shook his head. “Anyone with a conscience would step in to help in something like this.”

“But many people don’t dare to…” the waitress said softly.

Luo Wen understood what she meant. In this world, martial artists indeed held a much higher status than ordinary people. Many martial artists, relying on their strength, acted with impunity, bullying ordinary people. And ordinary people, unable to fight back, could only swallow their anger.

Over time, this has led to a distorted social atmosphere—martial artists are considered superior, while ordinary people are considered inferior.

“This trend is wrong,” Rowan said seriously. “A martial artist’s power should be used to protect the weak, not to bully them. If you can’t even do that, what’s the point of having great power?”

He spoke these words not only to the waitress, but also to the other customers, and even more so to himself.

Just then, the hotel's security personnel arrived. The leader was a middle-aged man, whose strength was probably at the ninth level of the planetary level; he was likely the security captain.

"What happened?" The security captain frowned as he looked at the three people lying on the ground.

"Captain!" the waitress quickly explained, "These three men tried to assault me, and this gentleman saved me!"

The security captain looked at Rowan, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. Although he couldn't discern Rowan's exact strength, judging from the fluctuations in his aura just now, this young man was definitely not simple.

"Sir, thank you for your bravery," the security captain said politely. "We will deal with these three people according to the law."

"What crime did they commit?" Rowan asked.

"Harassment, fighting in public, malicious assault," the security captain listed, "These charges combined are enough to keep them in detention for six months. Furthermore, we will report this to the martial arts association to revoke their martial arts licenses."

Rowan nodded. Revoking their martial artist certifications meant these three would no longer enjoy the various privileges of martial artists, including hunting monsters in the wilderness and participating in martial artist missions. For a martial artist, this was a severe punishment.

“However,” the security captain said with some difficulty, “these three people have some connections. The red-haired one’s father is the vice president of the Jiangnan Base City Chamber of Commerce. If we really punish them severely, it might cause some trouble…”

Rowan understood the security captain's implication. Although the three men had made a mistake, the hotel dared not punish them severely because of their connections.

This disgusted Rowan.

"Trouble?" Rowan sneered. "They bullied an innocent girl. Shouldn't such behavior be punished? If having some connections allows someone to do whatever they want, what's the point of the law?"

"This..." the security captain said hesitantly.

“Here’s what we’ll do,” Rowan said. “I’ll handle this. You lock them up and deal with them as you see fit. If anyone causes trouble, let them come to me.”

After speaking, Luo Wen took out his ID card and handed it to the security captain.

The security captain took the ID card, scanned it, and then his expression changed drastically.

"You...you're from Virtual Universe Company?!" the security captain exclaimed in shock.

Virtual Universe Corporation is one of the most powerful forces in the universe. On Earth, its status is far more prestigious than any other power.

“That’s right,” Rowan said calmly, “So, don’t worry about any trouble. Just handle it the way it should be handled.”

"Yes! I understand!" The security captain immediately straightened his back, his attitude becoming respectful. "I will severely punish these three people! I will show them no leniency!"

He waved for his men to arrest the three men and take them away.

The surrounding guests watched this scene and whispered among themselves. They hadn't expected that this young man had such a powerful background.

"Virtual Universe Company, huh? No wonder it's so powerful."

"He looks so young; he must be a promising talent the company is grooming."

"You'd better be careful in the future, and don't mess with such important people."

Ignoring the whispers, Rowan turned to the waitress and asked, "Are you really alright? Do you need to go to the infirmary for a checkup?"

(End of this chapter)