The mine shooting ended.
After the workers left by car.
Zhang Feng didn't immediately return to King Snake, but instead found a place to recuperate first.
Because during this gunfight, Zhang Feng's right arm was shot.
The bullet passed through the flesh, but fortunately didn't hit the bones or cause an explosive injury.
However, the right arm couldn't exert any force in the short term.
So subconsciously, Zhang Feng didn't want to go back to King Snake while injured and entrust his life to this drug dealer.
In addition, Zhang Feng was also curious.
Isn't Hard Qigong supposed to reduce bullet injuries?
...
In a flash.
A month passed.
Zhang Feng went back a few times in between and roughly told King Snake what had happened here.
And secretly contacted the captain, informing him about Little Tiger.
The remaining time.
Zhang Feng, under the guise of recuperating, applied for a task with King Snake and stayed in 'Heliu Town' abroad.
This is one of the fodder supply stations.
During this period.
Although unable to practice martial arts due to the injury.
In the calm and quiet recovery process, Zhang Feng consolidated a lot of important experiences.
Firstly, Hard Qigong in this world shouldn't be trained to Great Success in the short term.
Secondly, he currently only counts as Minor Achievement, still far from Great Success.
This made Zhang Feng quite pleased because there's still hope for 'blocking bullets'.
...
Unconsciously.
Five months after the mine shooting.
On this day, in the morning.
In a civilian house.
Zhang Feng exercised his recovered arm and looked at himself in the mirror,
"If I had started honing my Power from infancy, I might have easily trained to Great Success before twenty.
But now..."
Zhang Feng glanced at his somewhat plump belly from the long absence of exercise,
"Almost reaching the ultimate Perfection."
Recently, the belly was larger.
Fortunately, Zhang Feng has picked up exercise again lately, looking slightly smaller now.
But he has developed a thicker 'meat package muscle', like that of ancient fierce generals.
Zhang Feng looked at the mirror; even his face appeared a bit round.
With a slight exertion, it's all robust flesh.
"Do I look more like a murderer than those old slickers now?"
Zhang Feng rubbed his face and assumed the posture of Hard Qigong practice,
"But thinking about it, I'm almost thirty-five in this identity, which is the chubby age.
Although I can feel it, the captain always treats me like a young man, thinking I'm still quite young.
But for practice, and for all the knowledge I currently possess, this age is not the golden age to start training from childhood.
However, after almost two years of practice, my understanding of Hard Qigong has become increasingly profound…"
Zhang Feng just got into the practice posture and entered the overclocking practice state directly.
Regarding the practice mode, Zhang Feng has completely absorbed it, turning it into his knowledge reserve.
"If in the next world I start at this age again, I'm confident to reach Great Success within six years."
Zhang Feng closed his eyes in contemplation, organizing experiences,
"But in this world, due to initially insufficient knowledge reserve, and age factors, my physical functions are currently gradually weakening.
To achieve Great Success, I need at least about ten more years.
It's like slowly growing stronger on the path of filling holes, one side compensating the body functions with the constitution gained from martial arts."
Zhang Feng's experiences accumulate bit by bit, summarizing gains and losses.
And as age increases.
Zhang Feng's understanding of complementary roles of age and function deepens.
Especially regarding the strengthening choices appearing during this time.
Zhang Feng also chose to add two levels to [Digestion and Absorption], comparing with the pill effects.
Ultimately, Zhang Feng concluded that pills can be entirely replaced.
But appropriately adding two levels to 'Digestion and Absorption' can better enhance his practice speed.
Because digestion and absorption are related to practice efficiency.
And it's still the sort that 'what goes into the stomach, trains onto the body' Power.
Zhang Feng termed this 'food conversion'.
More economical than directly choosing constitution.
Of course.
Due to slow conversion, compared to choosing 'constitution directly', the gains from 'Choosing Digestion and Absorption' are certainly slower.
Zhang Feng calculated according to the actual situation.
For instance, +0.1 constitution shows effect as soon as it's added.
+10 grams absorption might take one or two years to have the effect of 0.1 constitution, but benefits in lasting persistency, continuing effect.
Especially, after increasing digestion and absorption, can also enhance 'the burst of Inner Qi'.
This is relatively crucial.
After deriving this result.
Zhang Feng thinks that in future world adventures, if not dangerous from the start, and lacking good entries.
Then prioritizing '+' digestion, and focusing on long-term growth line, is the most cost-effective investment.
Besides.
Although unable to engage in vigorous martial movements recently, Zhang Feng practiced some conventional firearms.
His experience with firearms also deepened.
Now Zhang Feng is like a sponge; although he couldn't practice martial arts recently, yet during rest times, he absorbed all knowledge that could enhance his strength at high capacity.
But at the same time, while Zhang Feng was organizing the gains.
Ring ring—
The phone rang.
Zhang Feng looked at the contact, 'Brother King Snake'.
This was the number he called from last time; he didn't change the number this time.
Connected.
"Feng, have your injuries healed?" King Snake's words conveyed concern.
"Alright." Zhang Feng asked, "King Snake, is there anything you need to tell me?"
"Just come back when you're ready." King Snake didn't specify anything, "There's still a lot needing to be done by our people at home."
...
Wooo—
Another autumn has arrived.
Zhang Feng has been in this world for two years and one month.
The 'survival main mission' has already been completed.
This day.
At midnight.
In a border city, at the entrance of a nightclub.
Zhang Feng arrived at the back parking lot.
This nightclub belongs to King Snake.
After Zhang Feng was transferred back a few months ago, he became the general manager of this nightclub.
"Brother Feng!"
At this moment, several drunken beauties coming out of the back hall greeted the burly Zhang Feng.
Zhang Feng had been working out these past few months and was wearing a well-fitted suit, exuding a masculine charm.
Of course, they weren't attracted to Zhang Feng's masculinity, but to his identity as 'Boss He's major domo, the second-in-command in the nightclub.'
Since they worked here, it was only natural for them to greet him.
As for 'Boss He,' that's actually King Snake.
Only they didn't know that.
"Why didn't you go backstage to change?" Zhang Feng glanced at their tight skirts, which had ridden up to their waists, revealing their pantyhose as they drunkenly flirted and played around.
However, they remained carefree, not feeling cold in the autumn night due to the alcohol's warmth.
Then, Zhang Feng looked towards the parking lot not far away.
There were a few drunken guests eagerly watching.
"Xiaowu." Zhang Feng gestured towards the back, addressing the two burly men jogging over, "Get them a car with a familiar driver."
"Yes!"
"Don't worry, Brother Feng!"
Xiaowu and his companion worked swiftly, quickly leading the tipsy girls towards the street.
"Don't make trouble." Zhang Feng looked at the few attempting to follow from the parking lot, "When something happens, don't say I didn't warn you."
Zhang Feng's words, along with his imposing stature, were quite intimidating.
The few sobered up halfway, laughingly responding.
"Manager Feng, you misunderstand us..."
"Yeah, Brother Feng, who would dare cause trouble here..."
The recent cases of Little Tiger and the Old Lynx had spread around.
People in the underworld knew that Zhang Feng was not someone to mess with.
Moreover, no one sought revenge for the Old Lynx.
Because no one does business with the dead.
The dead don't pay.
"I heard the Old Lynx's gambling den is yours now, Brother Feng?"
They asked with a smile.
"Don't ask about what you shouldn't know." Zhang Feng glanced at them, "If you want to play, you're welcome any time. But don't pry into other matters."
"Got it!"
"Shall we leave now, brother?"
"Hmm." Zhang Feng nodded.
"See you later, Brother Feng!" They laughed while saying a few more words, then quickly left.
But just as they left.
A person stepped out of a nearby car.
It was King Snake.
He smiled at Zhang Feng, clapping his hands and said, "Feng, you're much more responsible than the previous manager. Bringing you to my headquarters was the right decision."
"You're joking, King Snake." Zhang Feng shook his head and asked, "Why did King Snake come here so late at night, is something up?"
"Yes, let's go, come with me to the village." King Snake quickly said, "I'll report in the village, you and Shun'er drive."
'Village?'
Zhang Feng thought about it, feeling that the village King Snake mentioned was most likely Luo Huo's territory.
And the optional mission was [Find Luo Huo's hideout]
'After more than two years of enduring, and having saved King Snake's life once before, it seems like the wait is finally over.'
As Zhang Feng pondered the imminent end of the world mission, he reviewed all the enhancements gained over the past six months.
Most were related to constitution and reflexes, along with some miscellaneous items.
Only the final one a month ago, had a decent entry.
It was 'Double the Joy' and was chosen, appearing in the real world as well.
As Zhang Feng considered this, he followed King Snake into the car, revisiting the final three choices.
[1: Current constitution increased by 5%]
[2: Beginner's memory of traditional Chinese medicine principles]
[3: Fresh Grapes X2 (selected)]
[Effect: Upon consumption, constitution +1.2, and reduces the likelihood of catching a cold for 30 days]
Whether or not he got sick wasn't important, it was mainly about the constitution.
That's what Zhang Feng focused on at the time.
...
On the road to the village, Zhang Feng didn't speak.
However, he noticed that the car wasn't heading out of the country but rather towards the mountainous area at the border.
There lay a region of mountains.
It was then that Zhang Feng realized that Luo Huo was not stationed abroad, but rather in the domestic wilderness.
It was no wonder that he never found a trace of Luo Huo's village despite scouring the borders for so long.
But within the country?
Weren't they afraid of being spotted by satellites? Or had they somehow camouflaged themselves?
Zhang Feng didn't understand, but figured they'd consider what he could think of.
After all, they were dealing with life-and-death matters.
...
Whooosh—
The car continued to drive, with Zhang Feng and his companions even donning disguises, switching cars a few times, and circling around.
Shun'er even got off midway.
Only Zhang Feng remained to drive with King Snake.
Zhang Feng believed that King Snake was afraid of being followed and thought a crowd would draw attention.
Yet, King Snake didn't know that the biggest 'tail', was his most trusted good brother, Feng.