Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

"How else can you call someone a genius? Rising to A-tier in such a short time, capable of slaying S-tier enemies alone, ha!" The middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit laughed heartily. "To have such a Celestial Pride on the Divine Continent is a great fortune, a blessing for Blue Star."

"I need to correct you a bit, to be precise, ’Brother Wu’ is already an A-level player." The elder chuckled, "Even the system recognized his strength and forcibly upgraded his player level with reward adjustments."

"Let the system sneakily upgrade the player level? That’s truly astonishing."

Another middle-aged man in a Daoist robe waved his duster and continued the conversation.

"However, from a selfish point of view, I still hope he can stay longer at the A and S stages. At least... help us expand the safe zone a bit more!"

"There’s no need for that. With our current space expansion technology, the safe zone’s size is more than sufficient, capable of sustaining ten or even a hundred times the current population." The elder shook his head slightly, "We have perfectly overcome the hardships of the past, and everything is moving in a good direction. We no longer need so many powerful individuals physically suppressing trouble."

"True indeed."

The middle-aged man in the Daoist robe sighed lightly, not continuing on this topic and instead brought up another matter.

"A few days ago, a certain person personally intervened to reverse the cause and effect, and the headquarters of the rebels has been located, in Northern Europe."

"These bastards are quite cunning, using a Great Sun-blocking Heaven-covering Array at their headquarters with several Little Qiankun Arrays as misdirections. No wonder we haven’t found them after all these years."

"If ’Brother Wu’ asks us in some time, should we tell him? Given his temperament... you know the consequences of that."

The white-haired elder stroked his beard with a smile, "It’s fine, tell him. Before ’Brother Wu’ leaves, he needs a whetstone to test his blade."

"If the rebel higher-ups are caught in one fell swoop, will it trigger changes from above?" A white-haired elderly woman showed a worried expression, "What does that person say?"

"That person supports all of ’Brother Wu’s actions, so it should be fine." A hint of killing intent flashed in the white-haired elder’s eyes, "Having let them bounce around for so long, it’s time to clean up the pests at home!"

"Is that person... preparing to leave?"

"Yes."

"Having suppressed the troublemakers around the Divine Continent for many years, it has delayed that person for too long. It’s time to depart."

"Has the time been set?"

"Not yet, in that person’s opinion, it will likely be after the rebels are completely cleared."

"After the complete clearing of the rebels, that will take a long time, at least until ’Brother Wu’ advances... Wait!? That person can’t be thinking..."

"Watch your words!"

"Cough..."

...

Imperial City First People’s Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

Lu Wenwu moved quickly.

From infiltrating the Salvation Resistance Army sub-base alone to returning, it took just a few hours in total.

Leaving the city at night, returning at dawn.

When Lu Wenwu, covered in the aura of blood and evil qi, walked into the first-floor hallway of the special ward in broad strides under the morning sun, he bumped right into a young nurse doing her rounds.

It stands to reason that the young nurse had undergone psychological stress training before employment, so there shouldn’t be too much of a reaction.

But...

Who wouldn’t be scared bumping into a two-meter-tall strong man in a dim hallway, holding a box of human heads in one hand and a longsword in the other, emitting a strong aura of blood?

Especially when that strong man grinned at you with a sinister yet sunny smile...

Lu Wenwu’s fierce and ominous appearance frightened the person into tears, directly alerting the armed security personnel.

It wasn’t until Director Ye, full of concern, arrived with a team of Player Administration Bureau officials that the misunderstanding was finally cleared up.

By the time they arrived, several B-tier players were cautiously surrounding a bewildered Lu Wenwu, as if about to heroically face their demise.

An extremely strange atmosphere of confrontation ensued.

Once the misunderstanding was resolved, Lu Wenwu followed Ye Hongyuan toward the ward.

Sensing the alarming aura from him, Ye Hongyuan couldn’t help asking, "Did you do anything dangerous? The Salvation Resistance Army is a world-sized evil organization. Even in fury, you must not act impulsively."

Elder Ye asked it casually.

Seeing that Lu Wenwu didn’t have a single small wound, he assumed this guy just went for a stroll and hacked a few Salvation Resistance Army spies in the city to vent.

He didn’t think deeper.

Lu Wenwu displayed a sunny and bright smile, "What are you saying? How could I do something impulsive? Don’t worry, you see, I have no injuries at all, right?"

Ye Hongyuan sized him up again and even activated a medical skill for examination.

Lu Wenwu’s body was indeed very healthy, his Qi Blood full, his bones radiant, and every part of his body perfectly like it was newly born.

It’s just that his stamina was significantly drained.

"Indeed, he’s healthy." Ye Hongyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, "What’s that head in your hand?"

"Oh, you mean this? A gift for Xiaoming." Lu Wenwu chuckled, "It’s an S-level chief elder from the Resistance. I just hit their Imperial City sub-base and wiped it out completely. It’s just a pity there wasn’t much equipment left to loot, just a decent Legendary Level sword."

Midway through his words, he seemed to realize something was off. Looking around, including Ye Hongyuan, the expressions of the official players had completely lost control.

They were looking at him as if he were a devil.

As if they were listening to a myth.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Silence spread around.

Ye Hongyuan shivered as he spoke, "You... you said what is that thing in your hand???"

"It’s the Resistance chief elder! Named... Wen Jiulong! He said his disciple died at my hands and wanted revenge, so I conveniently finished him off." Lu Wenwu said as if it were most reasonable.

Sensing something odd about the atmosphere, he added a supplement, "Not that dangerous, just an S-level old man with a couple of S– people. It didn’t take much effort to kill them all."

"Not dangerous!? Not impulsive!?" Ye Hongyuan’s beard trembled with indignation, "You knew nothing, yet you dared to directly storm into their place! How more impulsive can you get!"

Lu Wenwu scratched his head, sheepishly, "Honestly, I did give it a full three seconds of deep thought."

He was telling the absolute truth.

First second: My brother got hit, should I kill his whole family?

Thought, concluded: Yes!

Second second: Can I win if I go?

Thought, concluded: Uncertain, fight and see.

Third second: Might I die if I can’t win?

Thought, concluded: Uncertain, but even if I die, it’s like going home, easily slipping through the Underworld, easily smuggling back, worst-case working for King Yama for a few centuries.

Thus, Lu Wenwu reached the ultimate conclusion—finish off those bastards!

This indeed was a lot of thinking for him.

Normally, he wouldn’t bother with such things, having just "fight" as the only option.

Three seconds of deep thought!?

Ye Hongyuan’s nose practically skewed in frustration.

Your three seconds of thought led you to single-handedly charge into their domain and kill everyone in an entire sub-base?

And you actually managed to do it!?

As Ye Hongyuan lectured, Lu Wenwu listened without the slightest irritation, even feeling a peculiar warmth.

Looking at the heartbroken Elder Ye, he nodded and responded.

Laughing heartily, he strode toward the Intensive Care Unit with Mao Mao.

Before opening the door, a layer of True Sun Fire suddenly ignited on Lu Wenwu, cleansing all the blood aura, leaving only the warmth of the sun.

"Xiaoming, your brother’s back again! Want some egg-filled pancakes!"

On the hospital bed, tubes inserted all over, the pale-faced Liu Ming opened his eyes a sliver, as if his mouth curved slightly upwards.

"...Sure!"

Ye Hongyuan: "???"

Elder Ye, who had just entered, was aghast.

"You two little brats! In Liu Ming’s current condition, he can’t eat such greasy things!"