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Wu Feng shook his head and went straight back to his room.

I bolted the door, sat down on the edge of the bed, took a deep breath, and temporarily suppressed the jumbled thoughts in my mind.

The nearly transparent, crimson-gold vortex in his dantian slowly rotated.

He closed his eyes and guided the pure Yang energy to circulate along the meridians.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

The pale gold lettering danced steadily at the edge of my field of vision.

The vital energy, like a warm river, washes over and expands the meridians again and again.

He was so engrossed in this cycle that he couldn't be bothered to think about Helian Tieshu's schemes or his night patrol duties.

All we can do right now is to further improve our skills.

The sky outside the window changed from bright to dusky yellow, and then gradually darkened.

As another major cycle of energy circulation came to a successful conclusion, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

The golden-red hue in his eyes flashed briefly before disappearing into the depths of his gaze.

He got up and stretched, his joints making a soft, cracking sound. He pushed open the door and went into the courtyard.

It was already dark, and the clumps of short bamboo in the yard rustled in the night wind.

A dim light shone through the window of the main room, indicating that Wu Xingyun was probably still practicing his martial arts.

He walked to the courtyard gate and called out towards the front hall, "Waiter."

Footsteps soon followed. A young waiter came running over, carrying a teapot and beaming, "Sir, would you like some dinner?"

"Hmm." Wu Feng took out about two coins' worth of silver from his backpack and placed it on the stone table. "Send a meal to the courtyard. Braised mutton, steamed fish, seasonal vegetables, soup, and plenty of rice."

"Alright!" The waiter took the money, turned around, and ran back.

Wu Feng walked to the door of the main room and knocked three times.

Knock knock knock.

"Come out for dinner." After calling out, he first walked to the stone table and sat down to wait.

The figure sitting cross-legged inside paused for a moment, and then the door was pulled open from the inside.

Wu Xingyun looked up at the sky, then walked to the stone table and sat down.

Several dishes were served quickly, and Wu Feng picked up a piece of lamb rib for himself.

Wu Xingyun picked up a piece of mutton and started eating.

The two ate in silence, taking about 15 minutes to finish the meal.

Wu Feng put down his chopsticks and wiped his hands with a cloth. "Go back to your room and rest early. Don't go out tonight."

Wu Xingyun nodded, stood up, turned around and walked back to the main room, closing the door behind him.

Wu Feng got up and went back to his room, bolted the door, lit the oil lamp, and logged out.

The hatch slid open, and Wu Feng opened his eyes, sat up, and used the edge to get out of the game pod.

I changed my clothes, grabbed my phone and keys, opened the door, and went outside.

Turn into an alley, and deep inside is a barbecue restaurant. The storefront is small, with a few plastic tables and chairs placed at the entrance.

The smoke from the charcoal fire rose upwards, carrying the aroma of cumin and chili.

He walked up to the stall, where the middle-aged owner, wearing a greasy apron, came over: "What would you like to eat? Help yourself."

Wu Feng took the basket and put the items from the stall into it.

Ten lamb skewers, ten beef skewers, two chicken wings, one eggplant, two skewers of chives, and two skewers of water spinach.

Two skewers of sweet potato slices, two skewers of taro chunks, two skewers of white bread, two skewers of dried tofu, two skewers of snail meat, two skewers of pig penis, and two skewers of grasshoppers.

After glancing at the contents of the basket, Wu Feng handed it to the shopkeeper: "Give me another bottle of beer."

"Okay." The boss took the basket and went back.

Wu Feng found an empty table and sat down. Soon, a waiter brought over a bottle of beer and a glass and placed them on the table.

As the barbecue was delivered one by one, Wu Feng picked up a skewer of lamb and took a bite.

The meat was roasted until it was charred and fragrant, coated evenly with cumin and chili powder, and the oil melted in your mouth.

After chewing, he took another swig of beer.

Leaning back in the plastic chair, I ate slowly.

The diners around were scattered in twos and threes, some playing drinking games, others chatting, the lively atmosphere mingling with the noise. It had quite a nighttime vibe.

He finished his beer and cleaned out all the skewers. He took out his phone and scanned the code to pay.

Then I got up and walked back to my place. I took a hot shower and changed into clean pajamas.

I lay down in the gaming pod, the hatch closed, and my consciousness sank.

The game world, a private room.

The scene before me went from blurry to clear. The oil lamp was still burning, its flame flickering slightly.

The in-game time showed that it was just past 9 PM. Wu Feng stood up and straightened his First-Class Hall centurion uniform.

I pushed open the door and stepped out into the yard.

The night was deep, and the lights were still on in the lobby of the inn, but there were hardly any people around.

Using his light-footed skills, he leaped directly over the wall inside the courtyard.

He unleashed his Lingbo Weibu and Tiyun Zong techniques, his figure blending into the night as he sped towards the imperial palace.

The majestic palace complex stretched out before us.

High walls and deep courtyards, imposing arrow towers, the vermilion gate was closed, leaving only a side gate for people to enter and exit.

Wu Feng walked to the side door and took out the deputy general's token from his pocket.

The guards at the gate looked down and their expressions immediately changed. Both of them simultaneously bowed respectfully, saying, "Sir."

"Take me to the third team's camp."

"Yes." A guard stepped aside to lead the way, guiding him across the threshold and inside.

After passing through several palace gates and winding through several corridors, we stopped in front of a barracks.

The guard pointed inside: "Sir, the third team's camp is right here. Lieutenant General Zhao should still be inside."

Wu Feng nodded and stepped inside.

The barracks were small and lit by a few oil lamps.

There were more than a dozen people sitting inside, all wearing standard leather armor and with knives hanging from their waists.

They all stood up as he entered.

A lean man in his thirties strode forward, clasped his hands in a salute, and said, "My lord, I am Zhao Yong, and I am Zhou Heng... the former deputy commander."

Wu Feng glanced at him and nodded: "Deputy General Zhao, is everyone here?"

Zhao Yong turned to the side and pointed to the dozen or so people behind him: "These are all the brothers from the third team. Everyone on duty tonight is here."

The dozen or so men clasped their hands in greeting and called out "Sir."

His gaze was complex, containing curiosity, scrutiny, and a hint of trepidation.

Wu Feng glanced at them. They were all NPCs, level 35 to 38, with mediocre strength and nothing particularly outstanding.

Zhao Yong turned around and took out a neatly folded set of armor from a wooden box next to him, presenting it to him with both hands: "Sir, this is your equipment for tonight's duty. This set has been empty since the death of the former garrison commander, Zhou Heng."

Wu Feng took it and glanced at it.

The armor was dark blue and made of much thicker material than ordinary leather armor.

The breastplate is engraved with cloud patterns and edged with iron. It is equipped with shoulder guards, arm guards, and knee guards. A red tassel adorns the top of the helmet.

He reached out and touched it; it was icy cold. A system notification popped up:

【百鍊精钢甲(紫色):防御+280，内劲+35，根骨+30。特效「坚韧」:遭受重击时有概率减免40%伤害。耐久度300/300。】

【百鍊精钢盔(紫色):防御+120，身法+15，悟性+5。特效「洞察」:夜间视野+20%。耐久度150/150。】

【百鍊精钢靴(紫色):防御+80，身法+35，移动速度+18%。特效「无声」:移动时脚步声降低50%。耐久度150/150。】

A complete set of purple equipment.

Wu Feng's lips twitched slightly. The palace guard's equipment was indeed quite good.

He put on his armor piece by piece.

The dark blue breastplate fit his body perfectly, the arm guards were fastened tightly, and the boots were firmly planted on the ground.

After wearing the whole outfit, my overall demeanor became more subdued.

Zhao Yong watched from the side, and only after he was dressed did he cautiously speak: "Sir, may I tell you about the usual patrol routes?"

Wu Feng nodded: "Speak."