"And their strength?" Li Wu asked the most crucial question, "After the real-world synchronization, what level of strength will our people have?"

"Well..." Hua Zitong glanced at the unmoving group, "You guys tell me yourselves."

Immovable as a Mountain stepped forward, scratching his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Guild Leader, the rest of us are all level 30, but because our equipment attributes haven't been synchronized with reality, our attributes are only slightly stronger than ordinary people."

"Be more specific," Li Wu said.

"I'm strong enough to lift about 300 kilograms, and I'm a bit faster than a 100-meter champion. As for defense, an ordinary knife will only leave a white mark on me," he answered honestly, as immovable as a mountain.

Is this what you call having limited strengths?

Li Wu mentally complained.

This is already beyond the realm of superhumans.

"We magic-based classes are even weaker," Mohen said with a wry smile. "After my intelligence was synchronized with reality, it was only a little over twenty points. A fireball I cast was only about the size of a fist, enough to ignite a wooden plank at most, not even as useful as a lighter. And the mana consumption was astonishing. Two of them would empty my mana completely, and I would have to meditate for a long time to recover."

Qixian Liuli nodded in agreement: "My healing spells are the same. The healing amount is greatly reduced. They're okay for saving someone who's been scratched by a cat, but if someone is seriously injured, you can't count on them at all."

A hint of helplessness was on their faces.

In the Realm of Origin, they were genius players who could withstand attacks, deal damage, control enemies, and heal. But in reality, ninety percent of their abilities were suppressed, leaving them with a sense of frustration at being unable to fully utilize their talents.

"So, does that mean our current strength isn't actually that great?" Li Wu said thoughtfully.

"Actually, if we're just comparing ourselves to players in District 21, without equipment bonuses, we're pretty much the same," Hua Zitong objectively analyzed. "But compared to those older servers, we can't compare, since the level difference is significant!"

"Moreover, besides ordinary players, there is an even stronger force." Hua Zitong's expression turned serious.

"The national team?" Li Wu immediately thought of the scene he had witnessed downstairs.

"That's right." Hua Zitong nodded. "We call it 'Dragon Shield Bureau.' It's a special department that the country established immediately after the arrival of the power, specifically responsible for handling incidents related to Awakened Ones."

"Their members are all elites selected from the military and special departments, and many of them are high-level players in Origin Realm themselves."

"Their equipment is specially crafted in the real world using technology from the Origin Realm. For example, there are 'Silence Handcuffs' that can suppress the abilities of Awakened Ones, and 'Rune Bulletproof Vests' that can withstand magical attacks. Their strength far surpasses that of ordinary Awakened One organizations."

Lin Hai, listening from the side, was terrified: "So, if we want to become the strongest in the city, doesn't that mean we have to go against the country? This...this risk is too great!"

"No." Li Wu shook his head. "Our goal is not to fight against anyone, but to have the strength to not be bullied by anyone."

"In this new world, strength is the only passport. Only by becoming strong enough can we control our own destiny and protect those we want to protect."

His gaze swept over everyone present.

"You feel that your power is being suppressed, and that you are weak right now. That's because you haven't truly understood what real power is."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his right hand.

Everyone's eyes followed his movements unconsciously.

"Watch closely."

Li Wu's gaze instantly became focused and sharp.

With a thought, the arcane bow appeared in his hand, and a slight vibration was heard in the air.

hum!

Strands of pale blue light appeared out of thin air, and began to intertwine, swirl, and coalesce rapidly.

It wasn't one of those fist-sized fireballs that looked like they might go out at any moment, created by rubbing ink.

Instead, it was an arrow... composed entirely of pure energy, radiating a stable yet dangerous aura!

[Energy Arrow]!

This is the most basic and simplest arrow for arcane archers.

But at this moment, in Li Wu's hands, this basic arrow exuded an aura that made everyone present tremble with fear.

The arrow's shape was so solid it was almost tangible; on its shaft, one could even see faint arcs of electricity flowing.

At the tip of the arrow, the light converged to its extreme, as if containing the power to pierce through everything.

"This...this is..."

Mohen's eyes widened instantly.

As a fellow magic-based profession, he could clearly sense how terrifying the energy contained in the energy arrow in Li Wu's hand was!

The purity and concentration of that energy were more than a hundred times stronger than the fireball he could conjure with all his might!

"Guild Master, how much of your magical attack... is it after it's synchronized with reality?" he asked, his voice trembling.

Li Wu did not answer, but instead turned his gaze to a half-person-high bronze statue used for decoration in the corner of the conference room.

With a slight movement of his arm, the energy arrow was launched silently.

There was no sound of air being cut.

There are no lighting or shadow effects.

The arrow seemed to merge into the air, instantly covering a distance of more than ten meters.

next second.

puff!

A soft sound, like a hot knife cutting butter, rang out.

The statue, cast in solid bronze and weighing several hundred kilograms, had a fist-sized, smooth-edged hole cleanly pierced from its forehead to the back of its head.

The energy arrow, after piercing the statue, continued its momentum and slammed into the wall behind it.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The entire building seemed to sway slightly.

On the wall, spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly from the point where the arrow landed.

The meeting room was deathly silent.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the cracked wall and the bronze statue still emitting smoke, their minds blank.

This...this is a basic energy arrow?

That's almost as powerful as an anti-materiel sniper rifle!

Lin Hai's mouth was agape, wide enough to fit an egg. He rubbed his eyes hard, unable to believe what he was seeing.

Unmoved as a mountain, he subconsciously touched his chest. He was certain that his usually formidable defenses were no different from paper in the face of this arrow.

Night Wind's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints. What meaning did his prized speed have against this arrow? He couldn't even see its trajectory!

"monster……"

These two words were uttered unconsciously from Mohen's mouth.

He finally understood what Li Wu meant by what he had just said.

They simply don't understand what true power is.

Li Wu slowly lowered his hand, looked at the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, and calmly said, "My magical attack, after being synchronized with reality, is 227 points."

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