Online Game: Me, with Unparalleled Comprehension

However... he suddenly thought of a problem.

The places we're heading to next, whether it's searching for the Four Evils or exploring Wuliang Mountain and Wanjie Valley, will inevitably involve fighting.

Using Wudang martial arts would be too distinctive, easily revealing one's identity and attracting unnecessary attention.

If his reputation spreads and the Wudang sect finds out that he's using Wudang martial arts to kill people here, he might be expelled from the sect.

"I need to learn some other martial arts to use," Wu Feng thought to himself, resting his chin on his hand.

The martial arts taught at martial arts schools vary from region to region.

This is Dali, so the martial arts school should be teaching the local popular kung fu.

Learning a few skills can both conceal one's identity and accumulate more attributes.

After all, when it comes to murder and robbery, it's best to keep your cards close to your chest.

"I'll go check out the martial arts school tomorrow," he decided.

Just then, the waiter came over carrying a tray.

"Your Crossing-the-Bridge Rice Noodles, side dishes, and wine."

A steaming bowl of soup is placed in front of me, its aroma filling the air.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks and scooped the raw meat slices, vegetables, and other ingredients into the boiling soup one by one. He watched as the meat slices quickly changed color, then picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

Fresh, fragrant, smooth, and tender.

It tastes really good.

He ate very quickly, devouring the rice noodles and side dishes in a flash, and also drank most of the wine.

The feeling of fullness fills the hunger bar, and the mind relaxes.

After checking out, he didn't linger on the second floor and went straight to his guest room on the third floor.

He closed the door, walked to the window, and pushed open the wooden window.

The border city of Dali is dotted with lights at night, and the outline of Cangshan Mountain can be vaguely seen in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist.

He took a deep breath, closed the window, and sat down on the bed.

On a whim, I chose to exit the game.

Exit the game and return to the real world.

The hatch of the gaming pod slid open silently, and the room was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing.

Wu Feng sat up, rubbed his stiff neck, and jumped out nimbly by bracing himself against the edge of the cabin.

The floor felt slightly cool to the touch under my feet.

He stretched his shoulders and walked around the room a couple of times, letting his body slowly wake up from the long period of immersion in the virtual world.

The sky outside the window had already darkened, and the neon lights shone through the curtains, casting blurry colors on the wall.

The feeling of hunger surged up on time, much more real and urgent than the virtual feeling of fullness in a game.

He grabbed his coat, put it on, took his phone and keys, opened the door, and went out.

The streets were still bustling at night, with the sounds of traffic, people, and music from distant shops all blending together, creating a familiar, vibrant atmosphere of urban life.

He turned into his usual street with practiced ease and went into a family-style restaurant with a red sign that looked quite old.

As soon as the plastic curtain was lifted, a cacophony of noise rushed out.

The restaurant was almost full, mostly with regulars who came from nearby after get off work, chatting and drinking beer in small groups.

The air was filled with the aroma of stir-fried vegetables and the pungent smell of chili peppers being added to the pan.

He glanced around and found a small square table that had just been vacated against the wall.

We sat down, and the waiter came over with the menu and tea.

He took the greasy, shrink-wrapped menu, glanced at it, and didn't hesitate much.

"Sweet and sour fish, salted fish and eggplant casserole, pan-fried pork belly, salt and pepper shrimp, and sea cucumber and winter melon soup." He ordered quickly, "Bring a bowl of rice first."

"Okay!" The waiter wrote it down, tore off the order form, shouted towards the kitchen, and then went back to doing other things.

Waiting for the food takes time. Wu Feng leaned back in the somewhat uncomfortable plastic chair and took out his phone from his pocket.

The screen lit up, and he swiped his thumb, habitually clicking into the chat group for those wealthy patrons in the underworld.

The information flowed down like a waterfall. Too lazy to examine it closely, he quickly swiped the screen, his gaze sweeping over the repetitive acquisition announcements consisting only of numbers and brief pronouncements:

"140/100 coins, unlimited payments, instant arrival!"

"140 ratio, long-term stability, reputation guaranteed!"

"Buying gold for 140, higher prices available for large quantities, various payment methods accepted!"

The price remained steady at 140 yuan per 100 coins, just like yesterday, with no increase or decrease.

It seems that this price level has temporarily reached a balance.

While wealthy players and guilds are still buying, the overall output and consumption of gold by players have remained at a certain level, which has temporarily stabilized the price of gold.

Wu Feng glanced at it, but his heart remained unmoved.

He's quite satisfied with the price, and it shouldn't change much in the short term.

He left the buzzing group chat, swiped his thumb, and opened the "Jianghu Dream" official forum app.

The moment the icon lit up, the bold, enlarged online user statistics at the top of the homepage immediately caught his eye:

[Current concurrent online players in the China region: 12,000,000]

Ten million,250,000.

Wu Feng paused for a moment, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

It has surpassed ten million.

How long has it been? Less than a month since the server opened.

From the initial millions scrambling to compete, to the current online user count exceeding ten million... this growth rate is like a snowball, getting bigger and faster as it rolls.

"That's a little scary," he muttered to himself, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the rough tabletop.

If it weren't for the expensive gaming pod equipment and the strict ID card binding restrictions, he had no doubt that the number could easily exceed 100 million, or even more.

After all, a virtual world that can realistically enhance human reactions, muscle memory, and even potentially have a slight impact on physical constitution through neural connections is fatally attractive to anyone.

Moreover, only the China region is currently open.

It has been discussed on the forums for a long time that the game company has plans to open an international server; it's just a matter of time.

Imagine what it would be like if people from all over the world flocked in.

Wu Feng shook his head, dismissing the idea as too far-fetched.

That's none of his business, at least not now.

He was just an ordinary player who wanted to become stronger in this world and make some money along the way.

He turned his attention back to the forum homepage.

The posts were refreshed very quickly, with all sorts of titles, but discussions about Dali, the serendipitous encounters, and the Four Evils still dominated the mainstream popularity.

He scrolled down casually, and a post with a somewhat comical title caught his eye:

[Wuliang Mountain Daily Report: Today's suicide count adds 27 new victims! The unprecedented queue for jumping is being broadcast live!]

Wu Feng's lips twitched, and he clicked on it.

The poster seems to be a person who enjoys himself; the post included pictures and text, as well as several short videos.

In the picture, a long queue actually formed at the edge of a famous cliff in Wuliang Mountain. Dozens of player characters stood one by one on the edge of the cliff, jumping down one after another, with expressions ranging from resolute to apprehensive to inexplicably excited.

In the video, you can also hear people shouting, "Brother, move aside! It's my turn!" "Next, next!"

The replies below were even more lively:

"Hahaha, another bunch of lunatics! Do they really think they're Duan Yu?"

"Gambler's doomsday! Jump down, a flash of white light, level reset to zero, martial arts skills downgraded, feel good now?"

"I was there, it was hilarious. One guy shouted 'Here comes the Northern Darkness Divine Skill' before he jumped, but he fell more decisively than anyone else."

"Planner: Surprised? A cave? It doesn't exist. Get back to training, brothers!"

Wu Feng read through them one by one, feeling both speechless and somewhat understanding.

The story of Duan Yu falling off a cliff and having a miraculous encounter is so famous that for many players who have just entered the game, especially those whose starting point is near Dali, this is almost the fastest shortcut they can think of to acquire top-notch martial arts skills.

Since the newbies are low-level and haven't practiced their martial arts much, the punishment for dying is relatively light. Why not take a gamble? What if they succeed?

Gambler's mentality is the same in every world.

Especially for accounts that may be backed by guilds and specifically sent to test the waters, the cost is even lower, and there is no pressure to try and fail.

He shook his head and closed the post.

Game designers are certainly not stupid.

If legendary skills like the Northern Darkness Divine Art and the Lingbo Steps could be obtained through a simple, low-skill method like jumping off a cliff, then the game's balance and lifespan would be over.

It's estimated that either there are extremely high implicit requirements for the Fortune attribute, or the triggering conditions are extremely demanding, or it may not even be content currently available.