Level 3 War Alert!

Chapter 17: Level 3 War Alert!

It was already nine o'clock at night by the time Xu Feng picked up Xiao Dan and returned home.

Before leaving, Xu Feng still dropped a hint to Liu Yu that the situation might change soon, telling her to be extra careful and not to wander outside.

Liu Yu, however, just laughed and said Xu Feng was overthinking things.

Seeing this, Xu Feng said no more.

The first thing he did upon returning home was to check the tunnel.

Finding that the emergency exit had not been discovered and that the valuables inside the tunnel were still there, Xu Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After sending Xiao Dan to bathe and get ready for bed, Xu Feng washed up and began his training.

His training routine remained the same: Flying Blade, White Wolf Blade Technique, and the Nine Star Body Refining Art.

However, this time, he added the Mind Movement mental secret technique.

"Clang—"

In the backyard, Xu Feng drew the C-grade alloy weapon, the Flowing Wind Blade, and examined it closely.

It was said that graded alloy weapons were infused with a rare material called "Kunlun."

This special metal was discovered by humanity's vanguard troops in the Sky Pit World.

Because it was found in the Kunlun mountain region of a certain Dimension Realm, people called this specialized alloy "Kunlun Alloy."

Holding it, the blade felt about the same weight as the old one Xu Feng had used before.

However, according to official data, the sharpness, durability, and toughness of this blade far exceeded those of standard Earth alloy weapons.

Of course, C-grade alloy weapons were the lowest tier of entry-level weapons, making them the most affordable.

Above them were B-grade alloy weapons, A-grade alloy weapons, and even the extremely rare and precious S-grade alloy weapons.

But those items were worth millions or even tens of millions.

They were too far out of reach for the current Xu Feng, so he didn't dwell on them.

"Swish! Swish!"

After swinging the blade twice, Xu Feng nodded slightly and threw himself into his training.

He wanted to squeeze every last drop of efficacy out of the Blood Qi Potion.

He trained until around midnight, then walked back into the house, drenched in sweat.

After a shower, Xu Feng carefully lay on his bed and began practicing Mind Movement.

The practice of mental secret techniques was more akin to meditation.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, progress was almost impossible to perceive; only qualitative changes would draw one's attention.

But that was for normal people, and Xu Feng was not normal.

Mind Movement · Novice (5/50)

Watching the text before his eyes gradually fade, Xu Feng pulled up his blood qi value.

Blood Qi: 194c

"Sigh, my aptitude is limited. It seems nine points of blood qi is the limit for a single potion."

However, Xu Feng was not discouraged; he had a clear understanding of himself.

After a sigh of reflection, he closed his eyes and went into meditation.

The third day.

Drop off his daughter at school, take medicine, train, sleep.

As time went on, Xu Feng felt increasingly anxious.

With a crisis looming, this forty-year-old "young man" had never experienced any attacks or wars.

Naturally, he was very nervous.

Moreover, Xu Feng had always been clear about his own strength, so he never harbored dreams of being a hero or getting rich overnight.

Reality was always real and cruel.

Before going to sleep, Xu Feng checked his panel again, feeling slightly more at ease.

Blood Qi: 202c

"According to the standards set by the Earth Martial Artist Alliance, the minimum blood qi requirement for a quasi-martial artist is 200c. The threshold for a true warrior-level martial artist is 250c. In other words, I am now a quasi-martial artist capable of joining the martial arts reserve."

He lay on the bed with a look of deep emotion, gently clenching his fist.

This feeling of having his fate in his own hands and gradually growing stronger was truly wonderful.

He had achieved something the original owner had never done, nor even dared to imagine.

The minimum standard for a quasi-martial artist is a punching force of 900kg, with speeds reaching as high as 20 meters per second.

What immense power this is! In his past life, this would have been enough to qualify as a minor superhuman.

"Yet in this world, it is still just the bottom rung; nothing worth being proud of."

Xu Feng silently warned himself, suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Sleep. Wake up tomorrow morning and continue training!"

However.

Before Xu Feng could even settle into a deep sleep, a massive roar and tremor suddenly erupted from the northeast.

Immediately, the entire shack vibrated slightly.

"Woooooo—"

"Woooooo—"

A siren, sounding like an air-raid alarm, pierced the night sky.

"Swish!"

Xu Feng flipped over, threw off his blanket, jumped out of bed, and dashed to the window. His expression changed drastically: "A Level 3 war alert! How could this be?!!"

Through the window, he could see several helicopters and fighter jets hovering in the sky toward the base.

At the same time.

A sharp eagle cry rang out from the air.

It was followed by an unbearable, ear-piercing screech and a terrifying sonic wave.

"Crack!"

Countless windows shattered instantly from the sound of that cry.

Xu Feng, pressed against the window, suddenly widened his eyes, witnessing a scene he would never forget for the rest of his life.

He saw a massive black shadow, of unknown size but large enough to blot out the sun, diving down from the sky.

The fighter jets flying in mid-air exploded instantly like fireworks.

Then, a blinding, brilliant white light suddenly shot out from the base, piercing through a small portion of the giant eagle's wing.

Following that, earth-shaking beast roars rose one after another, and the sound of countless machine gun rounds and explosions shook the entire firmament.

The night sky seemed to ignite in an instant!

Xu Feng took a deep breath and suddenly snapped back to reality: "What am I spacing out for?"

"Xiao Dan!!!"

He turned abruptly and shoved the bed aside.

Then, he violently pulled open the makeshift alloy entrance to the tunnel.

"Quick, get in!!"

Xiao Dan sat up from the bed with a start, grabbing her clothes.

As if they had practiced it countless times, she skillfully jumped off the bed and scrambled into the tunnel.

Xu Feng turned to glance at the crimson sky outside the window, grabbed the combat saber leaning against the headboard, and pulled the bed back into place with one hand.

After doing this, he grabbed a bottle of powder from the nightstand drawer, scattered a few handfuls under the bed, and tossed a few more around the room.

Only then did Xu Feng scramble down, crawl under the bed, leap into the tunnel, and slam the door shut with a "bang."

"Shh!"

Once inside the tunnel, Xu Feng turned on the cold light lamp he had prepared in advance.

Seeing the tension on Xiao Dan's small face, he pulled his daughter into his arms and whispered comfortingly: "Don't be afraid."

"Mm, as long as I'm with Dad, I'm not afraid," Xiao Dan nodded bravely, then quickly added: "Dad, check the surveillance?"

"Right."

Xu Feng turned and ducked into a temporary hollowed-out room within the tunnel.

Stored here was enough food and clean water for the two of them to last half a month.

There was also a set of simple, second-hand surveillance equipment, a power bank of unknown age, and an old drone he had repaired.

"Beep—"

As he turned on the monitor, Xu Feng's expression shifted.

He saw dozens of figures flashing across the roof opposite their house, roaring as they sprinted wildly toward the base.

Suddenly, two of those figures stopped on the roof and looked toward the house where Xu Feng and his daughter were hiding.