Michael's soul moved like a shooting star, flashing across the sky.
His humanoid form was rapidly dissipating.
The explosion, detonated by Lin Feng's will, had been immensely powerful.
It had inflicted severe damage upon him.
Now.
His soul was less than a tenth of its peak strength.
Furthermore, it was still in a state of continuous dissipation.
If.
He could not find a new body to merge with immediately.
His soul would quickly fade away completely.
This was something he absolutely could not accept.
Therefore.
Throughout his escape.
He had also been dedicating a portion of his attention to searching for a suitable target.
Just as he crossed the harbor.
Traversed the river.
And flew over the airport.
His soul suddenly paused.
Then.
It surged forward.
A small, blond man was struggling to move a heavy suitcase slowly.
Suddenly, his body stiffened and he stopped.
The next moment.
A flicker of indescribable emotion flashed in his eyes.
Then he continued to walk.
No one noticed this scene.
Naturally, no one knew that this man's destiny had undergone a seismic shift.
After he exited the airport, hailed a taxi, and arrived at his booked hotel.
Upon entering the room, he immediately opened his suitcase.
He took out his helmet and logged into the game.
Two hours later.
He looked at the equipment and cultivation techniques in his inventory, utterly astonished.
It turned out that the voice in his head had been telling the truth.
In this unexplored area, there truly was an undiscovered hidden quest.
And following the instructions of the voice in his head, he had completed the quest with extreme ease.
In a short amount of time, he had obtained the now considerable rewards.
Thinking this, he was filled with ecstatic joy.
Could it be that this was my golden finger?
His name was Jones.
Although as a top student at Stan University, his academic performance was excellent.
His ordinary appearance, orphan status.
As well as his frail physique and introverted personality.
Made him an utterly unremarkable presence among his classmates and friends.
Even in the current most popular game, "Eternal World."
He was a bottom-tier existence due to logging in too late and being swindled out of a significant amount of money by the guild leader he had finally joined.
He was bullied everywhere in the game.
This time, his trip to China was for fieldwork and data collection for a research project.
He hoped that by submitting the collected data, his supervising professor would grant him more financial rewards.
So that he could improve his meager living conditions.
And even.
Enhance his strength in the game.
So that he could hold his own among his classmates and friends.
But this sudden fortunate encounter made him completely forget his original objective.
Instead, he became engrossed in playing the game.
Day and night.
With Michael's guidance, his strength grew by leaps and bounds.
He couldn't help but fantasize.
From now on, with the hints from this mysterious voice.
He would always be ahead of others in the game.
Completing hidden quests before anyone else.
Obtaining rare treasures that others could only dream of.
Challenging dungeons that others found impossible with his unique skills.
And acquiring one-of-a-kind powerful rewards.
In that case.
Wouldn't his strength quickly increase to a formidable level, making him a renowned expert?
And subsequently.
Become a respected powerhouse in reality as well?
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
The days of living in humiliation were over!
It turned out that the protagonist of the novel was me!
As time went by.
After his strength reached level 80.
He transferred some attribute points in reality, and his previously weak and sickly body transformed into one of incredible strength.
He shed tears while looking at his reflection in the hotel bathroom mirror.
From now on.
He would no longer be bullied by those brute-like members of the football team.
The alluring cheerleader from the school's cheerleading squad would no longer ignore his notes.
Instead, she would surely be captivated by his sculpted physique.
He couldn't help but tremble.
His heart thrummed with anticipation.
This motivation made him even more dedicated in the game.
By the afternoon of the very next day, he reached level 100.
He was on the verge of ascending to Human Immortal.
Furthermore, by selling a considerable amount of top-tier equipment in the treasure pavilion, he amassed millions of Chinese yuan.
His rapid progression in the game shocked his few existing friends.
They all asked if he had joined a powerful guild.
Or if he was being backed by some influential figure.
He cherished these friends who had treated him relatively well.
He said nothing.
Instead, he mailed each of them a few pieces of his discarded equipment, ranging from level 70 to 80, all of Legendary to Epic rarity.
Such an unbelievable stroke of luck drove his friends to a frenzy.
These treasures greatly boosted their strength, and their combat power soared.
Each of them felt as if they were living in a dream.
Could it be that a master was living among us?
Such a dramatic turn of events made their attitude towards Jones change.
And for Jones.
His life underwent a tremendous transformation with his newfound strength.
The enthusiasm of his friends.
The recruitment offers from guilds.
He even had many people applying to add him as a friend, wanting to become his subordinate.
Or to become his girlfriend…
Feeling these changes, he was filled with emotion.
He silently thanked God.
The almighty God!
He must have seen his plight and given him this opportunity.
Sent him this mysterious soul, allowing him to become powerful.
Thinking this.
He became utterly obedient to the voice in his head.
And after easily overcoming the heavenly tribulation and ascending to Human Immortal, using the treasures and powerful cultivation techniques he had recently acquired.
He embarked on a new journey.
The City of Angels!
According to the mysterious voice.
There was a secret location within the City of Angels.
By completing a simple quest, he could obtain the inheritance of Archangel Michael.
At that time, his potential would be truly unleashed.
Rapid advancement would be a given.
He might even reach the saintly strength of Michael in a short period.
Becoming the king of the game.
Similarly.
He would also become the strongest on the Water Blue Star in reality.
At that time.
Leading the Water Blue Star, becoming the lord of a star would be within reach.
This entire plan filled him with excitement.
He couldn't wait to set off on the path.
And in his mind.
Michael was also feeling agitated.
My luck is pretty good.
The host he found is rather simple-minded and easy to fool.
A little taste of reward, and he'll do anything I say.
As long as he follows my plan and seeks Michael's inheritance.
He could, as the sole soul.
Command Michael's resurrected body in the City of Angels.
And devour this alien directly.
At that time.
His body and soul would become one.
On the surface, he would still retain the identity of this ordinary person, Jones.
He could freely travel between the game and reality.
But in reality.
It would be equivalent to indirectly converting the legendary saintly strength from the game into reality.
With his strength and planning, he would at the fastest pace.
Use this identity of Jones to increase his strength.
It wouldn't take long.
Before he possessed even greater strength in reality than when he possessed King Arthur.
At that time.
With true saintly strength, he would certainly avenge China.
Even.
As the strongest on the Water Blue Star.
Before the complete invasion of the immortal realm.
He would first conquer this world.
Michael's soul stirred.
"Hurry, faster!"
Under Jones's urging, he accelerated towards the City of Angels!
...
Due to the substantial destruction of the base's external sections.
The remaining internal structures were also in ruins from the residual shockwaves of the battle.
Tang Xiaowan had intended to contact the original engineering team.
And even planned to enlist several other construction teams.
And then spend a large sum of money to rebuild.
However, Lin Feng refused.
The reason was simple.
The recent battle had proven that ordinary structures could not withstand high-intensity combat.
Even if a new base were rebuilt.
It would suffer the same fate in the next battle.
Lin Feng's eyes flickered.
He made a decision in his heart.
He had to change his approach!
However, he was still considering the specifics of how to do it.
There was no rush.
In the end.
The group simply packed their belongings and moved entirely into the Silk Road Hotel.
The hotel's general manager, Wang Jianjun, was naturally delighted to have new business delivered to his doorstep.
But when he lowered the price again, intending to sell the hotel at a bargain to Tan Fen and his son, he was still refused.
When King Arthur and his men had arrived previously, he had coincidentally been out.
He had not witnessed the earth-shattering battle.
Therefore, he did not understand.
Even with minor anomalies near the hotel, why no one would accept it at such a low price.
This luxurious hotel, with capable individuals like Yang Jun overseeing it, would not fear any unforeseen circumstances.
Business would surely pick up.
The income would definitely be substantial.
It would be a steady stream of wealth.
But these people seemed completely uninterested.
Wang Jianjun was perplexed.
Was the game more important than reality?
Or perhaps.
Playing games could also earn a lot of money?
That's why they weren't interested in such an industry.
He shook his head.
How could that be?
...
After Lin Feng and the team members settled into the hotel.
They did not rest or exchange pleasantries. Instead, they all immediately entered the game.
The battle today had opened the eyes of the team members.
At the same time.
It had also filled them with shame.
Especially Yang Jun, as the leader, felt he had no face to meet Lin Feng.
So many people, divided into two or three teams.
Wielding the rarest and most precious resources provided by Brother Feng.
Yet they were utterly defeated by King Arthur and his twelve subordinates, unable to stand their ground.
If Lin Feng had not intervened and turned the tide.
They would have all perished today.
This was simply a disgrace!
They entered the game filled with fervent fighting spirit.
Their goals were also clear.
Level up, promote.
Increase their strength as quickly as possible.
Not only in the game, but also to become stronger in reality.
However, when they formed teams and headed out of the city.
They were stunned by the changes that had occurred in the game.
...
Thanks to a passing commoner for the Boba milk tea.
Thanks to friends for the flower tips and for supporting me out of love.
Your support is the driving force for my continuous progress!