Luo Feng Imprisoned

"Yang Wu, the Wilderness Area..."

Seeing Yang Wu refuse, Wu Tong assumed he did not understand the dangers of the Wilderness Area and wanted to warn him.

"Wu Tong, since little bro... since Yang Wu isn't willing, then forget it."

"Still, if you ever need anything and there's any help I can provide, feel free to come to me."

Wu Tong still wanted to persuade him, but Han Xiu shook his head and stopped him.

He had originally wanted to call Yang Wu little brother, but considering the other man's strength, that no longer seemed appropriate, so he called him by name instead.

Seeing that Yang Wu truly had no such intention, he no longer insisted.

What followed was a casual chat among the three of them, but somehow, their conversation gradually turned to training equipment.

"Yang Wu, what did you need so many training spears for yesterday? You wouldn't need that many just for training, would you?"

"You practically emptied out the weapons storage!"

Remembering Yang Wu carrying away a huge box of training weapons yesterday, Wu Tong asked somewhat irritably, though he was also curious.

Even training equipment was not cheap. Equipment capable of withstanding a Warrior Level martial artist's training was at least more expensive than Intermediate Warrior weapons.

Yang Wu was not the sort of person who took advantage of small bargains, so why had he carried back so many training spears at once?

It was not a major issue, but how was he supposed to write the equipment damage report? Should he truthfully report everything in detail, or come up with a more reliable excuse?

"Yang Wu, do you lack a weapon that suits you?"

"That makes sense. You haven't officially become a martial artist yet, so you can't buy weapons and equipment."

After hearing this, Han Xiu pondered for a moment and understood Yang Wu's awkward predicament.

"Not yet. The training spears at the martial hall don't let me fully use my spear techniques." Yang Wu shook his head helplessly.

His strength had improved too quickly, and that was not entirely a good thing. If one's foundation was unstable, they could lose room to grow. Their realm might be high, yet they might not be able to put together a suitable set of equipment.

Or perhaps their physical fitness, representing their hard power, had improved, while their softer skills, such as spear techniques and movement techniques, remained stuck in place. Their overall combat strength would then be lacking compared to those above and excessive compared to those below.

Of course, that was only one possible situation.

Han Xiu immediately laughed. "That's easy. Tell me what kind of weapons and equipment you need, and I'll help you buy them."

"Besides, I have enough Contribution Points to buy them at half price. You can just transfer the payment to my account afterward."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Han." Yang Wu nodded and immediately went to find paper and a pen to write it down.

An A6 Model Pojun Spear, full price 20 million Hua Xia currency; a D6 Series Full Combat Suit, full price 80 million Hua Xia currency; a combat backpack, communications watch, shield...

Well, he did not need the shield.

If he was buying, he would buy the best. The full list of weapons and equipment came to 105 million, or 52.5 million Hua Xia currency at half price.

Mingyue Community, Villa 198.

After mooching a lunch, Yang Wu returned to his little home, threw himself onto the sofa, struck a pose, and prepared to enter his midday dormancy state.

Of course, it was not a nap. He was cultivating Genetic Force. Though the progress was negligible, Yang Wu thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of cultivation.

He casually turned his head and caught sight of the phone on the table, its screen lit up. Picking it up and checking it, he was startled to find three missed calls.

Missed calls—Supervisor Zhuge Tao!

Yang Wu called Zhuge Tao back.

After learning more about the situation, Yang Wu finally understood the close and complicated relationship between the two men.

Han Xiu and Zhuge Tao were not merely superior and subordinate. They were also fellow disciples from the Basic Training Camp, and Han Xiu had once been one of Zhuge Tao's investment targets.

After graduating from the Basic Training Camp, Han Xiu returned to his hometown, Jiangnan Base City. He rejected the powerful supervisory position arranged by the Limit Martial Hall and instead formed a martial artist squad that often went to the Wilderness Area to hunt monsters.

And Head Instructor Wu Tong had been a member when Han Xiu's Wind Shadow Squad was first established.

Perhaps influenced by Zhuge Tao, Han Xiu and his squad liked to recruit talented martial artists as members every year.

After all, talented martial artists could not only adapt to their surroundings quickly, but talented people generally had better luck than ordinary people.

Having been stuck at Advanced Warrior Level for nearly ten years, Han Xiu would have a hard time breaking through to War God Level in this lifetime without some great opportunity.

If he befriended a genius while they were still weak, perhaps that genius could help him in the future. If his own strength had allowed it, he would have preferred to remain at the Basic Training Camp as an instructor.

At the Limit Main Hall in Jiangnan Base City, Zhuge Tao's main duties involved recruiting martial artists. Coupled with their former investor-investee relationship, their connection naturally grew closer over time.

Zhuge Tao introduced suitable talented martial artists to Han Xiu, while Han Xiu's martial artist squad provided those geniuses with a relatively safe environment for training and experience.

It was a win-win situation!

However, all of that depended on both sides being willing. When Zhuge Tao called, Yang Wu's phone had been left on the table while he went to the Limit Hall.

Zhuge Tao had not expected Han Xiu to come rushing over to recruit someone this early, with the Martial Warrior Combat Exam in August still far away.

"Good fortune comes, that good fortune comes..."

Just after hanging up, the cheerful ringtone sounded again, displaying another incoming call.

Luo Feng!

If there was nothing urgent, this guy would not call so easily.

"Brother Yang, save me!"

Just as in the original story, Luo Feng was currently going through a "prison ordeal," while also undergoing an astonishing transformation.

This obstacle created by the early-game fodder Zhang Haobai posed no threat to Luo Feng at all.

Luo Feng had already passed the Quasi-Warrior assessment, which meant his physical fitness had reached the required standard and he could begin cultivating Genetic Force.

As long as he passed the upcoming Martial Warrior Combat Exam, he would become an official martial artist.

Even if the information on his identity records had not yet been updated, it was enough for Luo Feng to fear none of the police system's methods.

Because the country had relevant regulations: all cases involving Quasi-Warriors and martial artists were handled exclusively by the base city's security agency.

In Jiangnan Base City, that naturally meant the Jiangnan Security Agency. Ordinary departments within the police system had no authority to arrest Quasi-Warriors or martial artists.

It was merely a minor squabble, nothing that could be called a crisis.

The real danger to Luo Feng, who had only just stepped onto the path of martial arts, came from the Tiger Fang Squad led by Zhang Haobai's uncle, Zhang Zehu.

And later, there would be the Vulture Couple, who could truly threaten the lives of Luo Feng and his family. What would truly drive Luo Feng into despair, however, was the Golden Horned Beast rampaging across the world.

To overcome despair, he became despair itself.

Ahem, enough of that aside for now.

Back then, the Advanced Students in the martial hall all had similar family backgrounds, so they naturally banded together into small groups for mutual support. They each had one another's contact information.

However, unless something important and urgent happened, they rarely contacted one another.

When Luo Feng was arrested and thrown into prison, he gave Yang Wu's contact information to his father, Luo Hongguo.

He instructed his father that if he still had not gotten out after a few days, he should call this number and ask for help.

Luo Feng knew perfectly well that nothing would happen to him. Giving Yang Wu's contact information to Luo Hongguo was only meant to reassure his family.

However, he had not expected his younger brother Luo Hua to be so anxious that he could not even wait until the next day before hurriedly calling Yang Wu.

"Don't worry!"

"Your brother will be fine. He's already passed the Quasi-Warrior assessment, so the police system has no authority to arrest him."

After calming Luo Hua on the other end of the line, Yang Wu pondered for several seconds before immediately calling Head Instructor Wu Tong.

"Head Instructor, one of your people has been arrested..."