Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

After finishing his meal, Wu Feng put down his chopsticks, looked at Wu Xingyun, and said calmly, "Stay here tonight and don't go out. This is Western Xia territory, and there are many eyes and ears here."

Wu Xingyun paused slightly in her teacup, looked up at him, her eyes sharp for a moment before quickly lowering again, and nodded: "I know."

Of course she knew how dangerous it was here.

If that bitch Li Qiushui knew she was here, and in a state of complete loss of power, she would definitely spare no effort to capture and kill her.

With her current strength, let alone Li Qiushui, she might not be able to handle even a slightly stronger second-rate martial artist.

Wu Feng didn't say anything more, got up and walked towards the side room next door.

Back in his room, he bolted the door and went to the window to look outside.

The courtyard was quiet, with only the rustling of the wind through the bamboo leaves. In the distance, the main building could be faintly heard commotion, but it was indistinct due to the wall separating them.

He exhaled, a thought crossed his mind, and chose to exit the game.

In the real world, the game's cabin hatch slides open.

The room was dimly lit, with only the neon lights of the city shining through the window casting shifting patches of color on the walls and floor.

Wu Feng sat up and rubbed his cheeks.

The mental fatigue caused by prolonged immersion in games came like a tidal wave.

He moved his neck and shoulders, and his joints made a slight cracking sound.

Today was another busy day.

Traveling with Wu Xingyun, they accommodated her recovery speed, stopping frequently along the way. Although they made some progress in practicing their palm techniques, they remained constantly on edge. Upon arriving in the capital of Western Xia, they had to be even more cautious, as the atmosphere of hidden danger was more mentally taxing than facing a powerful enemy head-on.

He shook his head, got down briskly, changed into a loose set of casual clothes, opened the door and went out.

The city air was slightly cool at night, carrying a mixture of car exhaust fumes and the smells of food from afar.

The streets were brightly lit and bustling with traffic, a stark contrast to the rugged and noisy capital of Western Xia in the game; it was a modern kind of liveliness.

He turned into the street with practiced ease and lifted the plastic curtain of the family-run restaurant.

The shop was bustling with noise and filled with smoke.

He sat down in his usual spot in the corner and glanced at the greasy, plastic-sealed menu.

"Braised pork ribs, spicy diced chicken, dry-fried green beans, stir-fried lettuce, and a three-delicacy soup," he said to the approaching waiter. "And a large bowl of rice."

"Okay, just a moment."

While waiting for his food, he leaned back in the hard plastic chair and completely relaxed.

The noise and everyday life of the real world gave him a sense of grounded reality, gradually easing the tension he felt from the game world.

He took out his phone, unlocked it, and habitually tapped the official forum app for "Jianghu Dream" with his thumb.

The homepage feed refreshes like a waterfall, with a dazzling array of headlines.

After only a few glances, Wu Feng noticed that the forum's focus was still firmly occupied by topics related to "Murong Fu".

The Murong family's expansion is accelerating! The three northern towns are now under their influence, and the second-rate movement technique "Dragon Step" has been added to the contribution exchange list!

[Following Young Master Murong means you'll get what you deserve! Completed today's series of quests, directly rewarded with 300 contribution points, which I exchanged for a blue-quality longsword!]

[Murong Fu is recruiting exceptional talent! Those proficient in mechanisms, poisons, and medicine will be given priority and excellent compensation!]

[Looking for a team to complete the Murong storyline daily tasks? Looking for stable, online, and follow-up commands!]

Similar posts flooded the page and were extremely popular.

The poster spoke with great enthusiasm, touting the benefits of joining Murong Fu's faction: many tasks, substantial rewards, rapid promotion, and readily available martial arts and equipment.

The responses below were enthusiastic, with countless players expressing their interest, sharing their experiences, or asking to join a team.

Wu Feng looked at each item one by one, his brows furrowing slightly.

This level of popularity... is a bit unusual.

He knew the nature of players all too well.

If there are really good leveling spots, great places to farm equipment, or high-return quest chains, most people's first reaction is to keep them to themselves and make a fortune quietly, for fear that if more people know about them, the competition will be fierce and their profits will decrease.

Such large-scale, high-intensity, and continuous public promotion and recruitment on the forum, even with a detailed list of rewards... is extremely rare.

"Unless... the act of recruiting people is part of the mission itself?" Wu Feng's heart stirred.

Are there also tasks like "recruiting members" or "expanding influence"?

If that's the case, it explains why these players are so actively posting to recruit others.

For every new recruit they bring in, or for every bit of prestige the Murong family gains, they receive tangible benefits.

"Murong Fu has really gone all out," Wu Feng muttered to himself.

Using contribution points and physical rewards to incentivize players to promote the game, recruit others, and expand their influence is indeed an efficient method.

For players who urgently need to quickly improve their strength and acquire resources at this stage, the conditions offered by Murong Fu are extremely tempting.

In contrast, other posts were much quieter.

He browsed through the posts and found several inquiries about the specific time and conditions for the "Western Xia princess's marriage proposal".

The poster sounded anxious, but there were few replies, mostly just vague comments like "There hasn't been an official announcement yet," "It'll probably be soon," and "The requirements are definitely not low," without any real information.

That's normal. Such large-scale events involving royalty and with extremely high barriers to entry would be tightly controlled in the early stages, making them difficult for ordinary players to obtain. Even if someone knew some inside information, they might not share it publicly.

The contrast between the two makes the popularity of Murong Fu's post seem even more strange, with traces of artificial manipulation.

"It seems Murong Fu is determined to seize these players and take the opportunity to rapidly expand his power. This is indeed a wise move, after all, he and his few retainers are at most small fry, yet they dare to dream of restoring a kingdom. Restoring a kingdom is not something that can be accomplished by a few simple people. The most important things are manpower and supplies."

Wu Feng closed the forum and put his phone aside.

At this point, the waiter began serving the dishes.

The braised pork ribs are glossy and reddish-brown, the spicy chicken cubes are fragrant and smoky, the dry-fried green beans are savory and slightly spicy, and the stir-fried lettuce is bright green and refreshing.

The aroma of the dishes instantly washed away my thoughts about the power struggles within the game.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks, stopped thinking about it, and focused on the food in front of him.

The pork ribs are stewed until tender and melt in your mouth; the chicken is fried until crispy and spicy; the green beans are stir-fried until dry and fragrant; and the lettuce is crisp and refreshing.

He ate the rice with gusto, quickly devouring it until sweat beaded on his forehead.

After finishing a large bowl of rice and drinking the delicious three-delicacy soup, a feeling of fullness arose, dispelling both mental and physical fatigue.

I paid the bill, got up, and left the restaurant.

The cool night breeze caressed my face, carrying the unique scent of the city.

He strolled slowly back to his residence, letting the food in his stomach digest on its own.

Back in my room, I took a hot shower, changed into clean pajamas, and felt much refreshed.

Without delay, he lay back down in the gaming pod.

The hatch closed, and consciousness sank.

In the game world, in the courtyard and side rooms of Shunlai Inn.

The scene before my eyes changed from blurry to clear.

The room was completely silent; the oil lamp was not lit, and only the faint moonlight filtering in from the window outlined the furniture.

The in-game time display shows that it has just reached the hour of Xu (7-9 PM).

Wu Feng sat cross-legged on the hard bed, listened for a moment, and found the main room next door to be quiet. It seemed that Wu Xingyun was resting or practicing his skills.

He brought up the system interface and checked his status, skill proficiency, and inventory items again.

The subsequent journey to Western Xia was fraught with uncertainty.

The marriage proposal incident, Li Qiushui, Yipintang, the Tonglao storyline... every step requires caution.

"Let's wait and see," he muttered to himself, closing his eyes as the Pure Yang Limitless Skill's mental cultivation method slowly circulated within him, immersing him in practice.