Trying Out Cultivation Techniques

Wang Haifeng was very curious about what exactly had happened between Feng Jun and Wang Weimin.

But Feng Jun had no interest in talking about it. He said he would be busy for a while and that they could get in touch later.

Only then did Coach Wang remember the passport matter. "Right, you can apply for your passport from another location. Yang City has already launched that service."

Feng Jun had only used the passport application as an excuse. His passport had been issued less than a year ago. He had originally planned to take a trip through Singapore, Malaysia, and Thailand when he married his girlfriend, but now it was just lying at the bottom of a box.

Getting a license did not necessarily mean buying a car right away. That was perfectly normal.

He smiled and shook his head. "No matter what, I need to stay busy for a while."

"You can be busy, but remember to answer your phone." Wang Haifeng pointed at him. "I called you more than a hundred times and couldn't find you no matter what."

Feng Jun shot him an annoyed look. "You have the nerve to criticize me for not answering calls?"

Wang Haifeng was speechless. He disappeared more often than Feng Jun did. "Then at least you need a fixed place to stay, right? You're often nowhere to be found at Heping Street too."

Heping Street was where the street factory was located.

Feng Jun smiled and shook his head. "I only stay there occasionally. I'm always running around everywhere."

That was what he said, but afterward, he still returned to the factory. He carried out quite a few large and small bags, then stood by the roadside to hail a cab.

The old gatekeeper felt no pressure at all—he had already collected the rent, and the college student's generator was still there.

He was merely curious. "Are you moving?"

Feng Jun glanced at him, thought for a moment, then answered seriously, "My friend got dumped again."

The old man immediately looked as though his balls hurt. After staring blankly for a moment, he asked, "The one who just got back together with her?"

"Mm." Feng Jun nodded heavily. Just then, a taxi stopped, and he began loading his things into it...

For the next three days, Feng Jun stayed in the villa.

He charged day and night without stopping. The mark on his hand had deepened considerably, rising from around twenty-five Energy Points to more than fifty.

Thirty Energy Points in three days and three nights seemed somewhat inefficient. With a fifteen-hundred-amp generator, he should have been able to charge up to around seventy Energy Points.

But the calculation did not work that way. Feng Jun could not simply bury himself in charging; he also had to keep an eye on his surroundings. In particular, whenever he lost control even slightly, the generator would trip, alarming his distant relative.

The biggest problem was that the electrician was on the verge of collapse. He had never expected the generator to consume so much fuel. In one day and one night, it burned through diesel worth several thousand yuan.

Refilling the diesel at such a terrifying rate was still a minor matter, nothing more than physical labor. What the electrician had to consider was this: what exactly was Mr. Feng doing in that room?

Feng Jun absolutely refused to answer such questions. He merely said indifferently, "However much diesel you add, I'll settle the bill with a twenty percent markup over market price. If you keep asking, I'll move out and stop renting this place."

The electrician immediately shut up. Several thousand yuan worth of diesel a day, with a twenty percent markup—that meant earning over a thousand yuan a day.

As long as he could earn that much every day, he would not care even if the other party was making drugs—after all, he did not know anything about it.

Moreover, he offered a reasonable suggestion. "With that much electricity use, you'd better avoid the owners. If they get suspicious and insist on questioning you, things will get troublesome."

It was precisely for this reason that Feng Jun's charging was intermittent. At night, he could basically charge continuously, but during the day, the efficiency was greatly reduced. Over three days, he charged roughly thirty Energy Points.

Still, that was enough for him to conduct several experiments.

The first thing he wanted to do was tap into potential. That was right—he wanted to explore the potential of other apps on his phone rather than rashly venture into Wilderness Space again.

Feng Jun felt that the next time he went there, not only did he need to bring sufficient supplies, but he also needed to learn a few ways to protect himself.

Wilderness Space not only had harsh natural conditions, it was also extremely dangerous. The battle between the ape and the hedgehog had shocked Feng Jun with its destructive power—just as expected of a space suspected to belong to an Immortal Heroes world.

Feng Jun wanted to collect jade, and he wanted even more to collect Spirit Stones. But if he did not plan properly and ended up dying in there, it would be a huge loss.

What self-defense methods did he want to learn? Immortal arts... or spells!

The author was not making this up. Feng Jun really did think that way. Though he was a humanities nerd, he never lacked imagination and enjoyed using rigorous logic to deduce absurd possibilities.

There definitely were no immortal arts or spells in real society, but... games had them!

That was right. Feng Jun planned to try out some mobile games and enter a game world, just as he had entered Liaoliao Farm back then.

He had managed to make the farm's coins disappear, so perhaps he could learn immortal arts and spells as well.

It had to be said that Feng Jun was truly someone who dared to experiment. His bones might not be extraordinary, but the capacity of his imagination was absolutely moving.

However, he could not conduct this test in the remote villa.

The signal for his two phone numbers was decent there, and calls were unaffected, but data transmission was too slow and frequently lagged.

So he planned to head into the city to complete the test there and, while he was at it, check whether his farm vehicle and motorcycle had been modified.

Getting from here to Yang City was inconvenient. He had to travel more than a kilometer along a dirt road before reaching a highway.

Fortunately, his distant relative was about to drive into Yang City to handle some business, so he gave Feng Jun a ride.

After arriving in Yang City, Feng Jun did not return to the rented room on Heping Street. Instead, he found a business hotel not far from the Yang City telecommunications company and directly booked a room.

Next, he went out and bought a large amount of food. He also noted down the numbers of two restaurants and arranged for delivery with them.

At eleven in the morning, he returned to the hotel, opened his phone, and began searching for game apps.

Searching on a phone was not very effective, and the screen was small. After looking for a while, he quietly made up his mind that after this test, he needed to buy a laptop.

Soon, he picked a game with a good reputation: Seeking Love Immortal Envoy, adapted from a television drama.

After downloading the game, he entered the interface, logged in, and started playing...

The game was designed for idiots and allowed automatic leveling while idle. When his character reached level thirty and entered Vermilion Bird City, Feng Jun finally stretched out his left hand and tapped the screen. "Here we go~"

The next moment, he suddenly discovered that he was already inside the game world, surrounded by ancient-style buildings.

There were other characters around him, but their expressions were dull. One look told him they were NPCs.

He was wandering along a street paved with bluestone when someone ran past him. A line of words flashed above the person's head. Looking closely, it was a name with the suffix [Jiangzuo Wild Sacrifice Guild].

"There are actually living people here." Feng Jun was somewhat surprised, but then he reconsidered. Why am I worrying about this?

What he needed to do now was go to Vermilion Bird City's cultivation technique shop and buy some immortal cultivation techniques.

According to the game's settings, the techniques sold in shops were common goods, even trash. Truly good techniques had to be obtained as drops from killing monsters in the wild.

But Feng Jun did not mind. No matter how trashy a technique was, as long as it could appear in the real world, it would be absurdly powerful.

At the cultivation technique shop, he bought three jade talismans that imparted techniques. They contained a movement technique, a saber technique, and a spear technique.

He slapped the jade talisman recording the spear technique. A flash of white light passed, and the talisman vanished. Suddenly, his mind gained some understanding of the spear technique.

He did not learn the remaining two techniques. Instead, he stored them in the Storage Pouch he carried with him.

Then he headed northeast. He knew that players were forming teams there to hunt in Mysterious Maiden Mountain outside the city.

The first team he joined was unreliable. After fighting for a while, everyone was busy killing monsters, and no one protected the healer. The healer died.

The second team was no good either. A minor rare item dropped, and the archer stood on it to keep others from taking it. Once the protection period ended, the archer left the team, picked up the item, and forcibly logged off. The team broke apart as well.

After that, when joining teams, he chose only those with good reputations. He fought continuously for three days and three nights before finally obtaining a cultivation technique manual.

There were seven people in this team, five of whom belonged to the same guild. When the captain saw the technique manual in the team channel, he immediately shouted, "Blazing Fire Art. I want this book. One hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

But Feng Jun did not want to trade. It was not that he thought the Spirit Stones were too few. Rather, this book had dropped from a monster instead of being bought from the technique shop, and he needed it for testing.

When Feng Jun refused, the captain became unhappy. "Buddy, one hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones is not a small amount. I'm only offering this price because we're on the same team. Otherwise, I'll bring over my high-level Erlang Temple account and camp you every day."

Feng Jun sneered. "As if you're the only one with a high-level account... I'm giving this book to my wife. I'm not trading it for anything!"

The captain gave a vicious grin. "As if I can't take you down without my high-level account..."

As he spoke, he disbanded the team and initiated PK. "Surround him! Camp his corpse until Blazing Fire Art drops!"

Five players with [Villains' Valley Guild] above their heads slowly closed in from five directions.

Forcibly logging off during PK doubled the chance of equipment dropping, so ordinary players rarely chose that option.

Those five Villains' Valley players had counted on exactly that. They might not actually need to kill Feng Jun; their main goal was to force him to trade the cultivation technique manual.

In their view, although cultivation technique manuals had low drop rates, they were still not as valuable as minor rare items. The other player had several low-level bronze enhanced pieces of equipment, each worth about as much as a minor rare item.

Losing any level-four piece of equipment would be even more miserable than losing the cultivation technique manual. They believed that if he was not stupid, he would know what choice to make.

We're not taking your cultivation technique manual for nothing. We're giving you Spirit Stones.