Luo Feng Returns

At the end of December, Luo Feng returned after being trapped in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins for a year and three months.

Luo Feng was extremely busy upon his return, reassuring his family and comforting his girlfriend.

It was not until the next morning that he came to see Yun He.

The front door was open, so Luo Feng walked straight inside. Finding no one on the first floor, he went up to the second-floor training hall and found Yun He lying with his eyes closed on a balcony recliner, lazily basking in the winter sun.

"Bro," Luo Feng called.

"Mm." Yun He gave a soft grunt without even opening his eyes.

"Bro, I finally came back after being trapped for so long, and you won't even open your eyes to look at me?" Luo Feng sat in the chair beside him, sounding a little disgruntled.

"What's there to look at? You're not a beautiful woman."

"I was locked up too," Yun He said irritably. "How come I got out in a year, while you needed another three months? Useless."

"Uh..."

Luo Feng was momentarily at a loss. After thinking it over, he tried to argue, "You're a fighter. I'm a Spiritualist..."

"Was it the Mental Master Controller's Basic 312 Forms?" Yun He asked bluntly.

"Yes." Luo Feng nodded, his voice growing quieter.

"Mine were the fighter's Basic 312 Forms. What's the difference?"

Luo Feng said nothing.

"Have you mastered all 312 forms?" Yun He continued.

Luo Feng's eyes widened. "How could I possibly have done that!?"

"Hmph."

Yun He snorted and said no more.

Luo Feng stared at him in bewilderment. "Bro, you... mastered them all?"

"What else? I mastered them in a year, then came out. What did you think?"

"Bro, you're incredible!"

Luo Feng sucked in a breath and sighed. Then he thought about himself and scratched his head awkwardly.

In truth, actual combat power amplitude and mental power amplitude differed from the definitions used in the War God Training Camp.

In the War God Training Camp, combat power amplitude was calculated by multiplying one's Trial Tower rating by one's physical power multiplier.

That calculation was far too exaggerated. Clearing stages A, B, and C of the Trial Tower's first floor gave a rating of 2.0, which was then multiplied by one's physical power multiplier.

Actual power output, however, was simply whatever multiplier one could personally achieve.

For example, Thunder God was at Planetary Level Seven, and his physical power multiplier was the sevenfold output of his Nine-Layered Thunder Blade.

Most people at the Planetary Level only had a power multiplier of around four to five.

Even Hong, the world's strongest fighter, could only achieve a multiplier of around 6.5 after mastering his World Destruction manual. That was why Thunder God dared to claim that he had the strongest physique and greatest speed on Earth.

That was also why Luo Feng had been considered a monstrous genius when he reached the third layer of the Nine-Layered Thunder Blade, achieving a 2.1-fold power multiplier after just over half a year of training.

Many High-level War Gods only had physical power multipliers of around two to three.

Take Yang Hui, the special envoy who had escorted Luo Feng to the Training Camp back then. He was an Intermediate War God with a Trial Tower rating of 3.2. His combat power amplitude had been six point something, if memory served. Taking that six point something as seven and dividing it by 3.2 would reveal his actual physical power multiplier.

Luo Feng was now a Spiritualist at the peak of High-level War God. The Controller's 312 forms he practiced allowed him to perfectly control forty-eight throwing knives, unleashing their full power. In other words, a forty-eightfold mental power amplitude.

Each of those forty-eight throwing knives could deliver a High-level War God's full-power attack, or roughly five hundred thousand to six hundred thousand kilograms of force. Of course, perfectly controlling forty-eight throwing knives generally required reaching the Universe Level.

When Luo Feng entered the ruins, he could perfectly control seven throwing knives. After being trapped for a year and three months, he could control sixteen when he escaped.

With all sixteen throwing knives maintaining their full attack power and striking a single target simultaneously, they could deliver eight to nine million kilograms of force. That reached the Planetary Level of attack power, allowing him to severely injure Li Yao in a single strike despite the Black God Set Li Yao wore, and become a councilor while still at the War God Level.

Thus, Luo Feng knew very well what mastering the Basic 312 Forms meant, and just how terrifying it was.

He had worked hard for a year and three months, yet his mental power amplitude had only reached sixteenfold. The later stages grew increasingly difficult.

So Luo Feng decisively changed the subject. "Bro, you just said you wanted to see beautiful women. Are you thinking about dating? Makes sense. You're not that young anymore, and my mom's brought it up several times. How about I ask Xu Xin to introduce you to some of her classmates?"

Dating?

Yun He's eyes flew wide open. He even abandoned the comprehension of the Law of Light that had been occupying half his attention.

He turned to glare at Luo Feng as though he had spotted a savage beast.

"Dating? What dating? That would only slow down my comprehension of the laws!"

"Don't you dare do this to me!"

"Get lost! You've fallen into the pit yourself, and now you want to drag me down with you?"

"Is dating anywhere near as satisfying as comprehending the laws?"

"Go, go, go! Get back to practicing your Controller's 312 forms. Clearly, you have too much time on your hands. Have you broken through to the Planetary Level? Become a councilor? Which of the 312 forms have you reached? What's your mental power amplitude? How long do you plan to take to master the Basic 312 Forms?"

Yun He fired off a barrage of questions, leaving Luo Feng completely dazed.

"Bro, why are you reacting so strongly?"

"Are you planning to stay single your whole life?"

"And what are laws?"

Unconvinced, Luo Feng fired back with questions of his own.

Yun He fell silent and closed his eyes again, changing the subject. "How do you plan to deal with that clown, Li Yao?"

"Hmph! Li Yao!"

At the mention of Li Yao, Luo Feng immediately gritted his teeth. Early that morning, the head of the National Special Department had delivered the evidence they had gathered.

It had infuriated Luo Feng on the spot.

Because of Yun He's presence, Li Yao had not harmed Luo Feng's family as he had in the original story. He had only resorted to verbal attacks and petty attempts to torment them psychologically.

That was why Luo Feng had not immediately gone to take revenge, and consequently had not become a councilor.

But what kind of person was Luo Feng?

His family was his absolute bottom line. Anyone who dared harbor ill intentions toward them deserved death, let alone someone who had already acted.

Thus, in Luo Feng's mind, Li Yao and his wife were already dead.

"Go beat him up, but don't actually kill him. Just show your true strength to the world. Once you become a councilor, file charges under the War God Palace's laws and have Li Yao and his wife publicly tried."

"The charge of harming a councilor's family alone will guarantee their deaths," Yun He said.

"Okay. Then I'll go find out where Li Yao and his wife are right now." Luo Feng quickly nodded.

"No need to look. They flew to Europe to seek refuge yesterday afternoon, while you were getting cozy with your little girlfriend," Yun He said.

"Uh."

Luo Feng's face flushed red, partly from bashfulness and partly from embarrassment.

This brother of mine is hopeless. He keeps bringing up embarrassing things.

"Young people have no self-control at all. Instead of learning something worthwhile, you go around indulging in women's charms at such a young age," Yun He grumbled.

"Bro, Xu Xin is different," Luo Feng said in his girlfriend's defense.

"I know. She's your first love. And you're each other's first love, too."

"Mm-hmm." Luo Feng nodded, happiness written all over his face.

Yun He smacked his lips. He really wanted to tell Luo Feng, You and Xu Xin don't really belong to the same world. Her life will be exhausting and difficult.

Just trying to catch up to you, to keep your retreating back in sight, will take every ounce of strength she has.

All so she can be a little closer to you.

But after thinking it over, he let it go and said nothing more. Perhaps, from Xu Xin's own perspective, that was her happiness.

"Get lost, get lost! Stop flaunting your relationship. Go do whatever you need to do." Yun He waved impatiently, suddenly feeling rather dispirited.

It's all this brat's fault. Am I starting to yearn for romance too?