This shouldn't be the case. Devil Gold said these monsters all have weaknesses. Where is this one's weak spot? It's as hard as nails. I've tried every weak point I could think of, and Li Feng paid a heavy price for it. Now he's down to sixty percent of his strength, while the enemy hasn't weakened at all.
If this keeps up, he's truly dead.
The monster hadn't expected Li Feng to have this much fight in him. Its massive body showed no sign of clumsiness as it lunged fiercely at Li Feng, subtly cutting off both escape routes. A red glow flickered in its giant maw, clearly signaling that if Li Feng dodged, he'd be turned into a charred flesh stick！
At the brink of death, Li Feng gritted his teeth. If there's no weakness on the outside, then is the skin's underside just as hard? The only place where flesh is exposed is the mouth, but that mouth spews fire, making it the hardest spot to attack. Still, nothing is absolute—every time this monster spits fire, it has to strike a pose: lift its head, puff out its chest, and wag its ass before unleashing. The process is blazing fast, but for Li Feng, it's not completely hopeless.
Seeing Li Feng hadn't dodged, the monster grew even more ferocious. Its steel-like claws, if they connected, would definitely squash Li Feng into a human-meat pie. The Alpha Alloy blade left Li Feng's hand for the first time, streaking toward the monster's eyes like lightning. It would certainly miss—Li Feng had tried that long ago—but as expected, every time an attack aimed at its eyes, it enraged the beast. This time, Li Feng had thrown a hidden weapon, and burning with fury, the monster had no choice but to blast fire.
The buildup took a couple of seconds longer, and Li Feng had already mustered all his strength to leap—not into the monster's grasp, but with his whole body clinging to its snout like a spider.
Either his limbs would be torn off, or the thing would be finished！
Like a yawn cut off halfway, that feeling must have been terrible, but the Fire-Breathing Beast had it far worse. The flame inside its body had already formed and needed to be released, but its mouth couldn't open.
In that split second of lightning and flint, fate was decided. The monster's muffled roar and Li Feng's frantic scream mixed together. Man and beast both went mad. Li Feng's hands actually dug deep into the monster's hard thick armor. Blood was flowing—Li Feng's blood. His fingers were down to the bone.
The monster's body was swelling. This sudden turn of events kept it from using its full strength, and the flame trapped inside rushed straight up toward its head.
Rumble rumble rumble…
The monster was blown to pieces, chunks of burning flesh flying everywhere. Li Feng himself was hit by one of the pieces, like being rammed by a maglev car at high speed. The sound of bones popping.
So this is it. At least we go down together.
Bam…
Li Feng closed his eyes, waiting for death… Wait, he could still "wait"—that meant he was still alive？
When he opened his eyes, the Devil Forest was gone. In front of him was still that empty room, and that Devil Gold.
Congratulations, Master. Your Devil Forest survival training is complete, with a perfect score.
As the scene changed, the pain in Li Feng's body vanished instantly. He slowly stood up. "Perfect score？ You don't seem like the generous type."
The Grathor Fire-Breathing Beast that appeared at the end shouldn't have shown up. According to calculations, with your current ability and equipment, there was no possibility of victory. But you won, so I've specially added thirty-nine points on top of your sixty-one.
If there'd been a wall, Li Feng would've slammed his head against it a few times. That Devil Gold in front of him really looked like he was asking for a beating.
Since I got a perfect score, is there a reward? Like letting me go home for a visit or something?
“Sorry, master. Before the special training is over, you can’t do anything. The system is low on energy and will fall into a long sleep after this startup. For your safety, the optimal conclusion calculated is that you must complete it.”
Li Feng glanced at his own eyebrows. Hell, safety. I’d be lucky not to be played to death by you.
“So what do I do now？”
“Because you defeated the Glassto Fire-Breathing Beast, you have three hours of free time left. It is recommended that you summarize your experience during this period and rest. After three hours, step two will begin.”
Li Feng nodded numbly. Three hours was already a mercy, but he really did need three hours to rest and think about some things. After experiencing life in the Devil’s Forest, he had indeed learned things most people would never learn in a lifetime.
Li Feng maintained a relaxed posture, recovering himself with the best possible rest. As three hours were about to pass, this time without waiting for Xiao Jin to urge him, Li Feng stood up on his own.
“Let’s begin.”
Xiao Jin was a little surprised, but the robot didn”t say much. “Survival training must continue. As a warrior, you must adapt to various environments. Given the current state of Earth, you still need to adapt to the ocean, the sky, and zero-gravity space. Next is ocean training.”
Li Feng didn’t ask many questions. Whenever Devil Gold set an environment, there was always a way to survive—just extremely hard. And this time was the same. At the bottom of the sea, from the most basic breath-holding, diving, various movements, and aquatic combat suitable for underwater—this was different from the Devil’s Forest. Probably just because humans generally don’t operate in that state underwater, Li Feng managed to successfully kill a shark before suffocating, and the ocean survival special training was over. But another week had passed, mainly because the basic training at the start took a lot of time.
The change from a landlubber to a skilled underwater commando—that transformation was huge enough.
Next came aerial and space survival, which took a total of two weeks. It was also because human bodies aren't really suited for space, but Devil Gold demanded that Li Feng must get used to the feeling of free fall under Earth's gravity. In aerial training, Li Feng finally got his hands on a machine—not a mech, but a fighter jet, the kind used on Earth. Driving it was a bit easier than a mobile suit. Space survival mainly involved space combat in combat spacesuits, fighting in lunar gravity, Martian gravity, and in battles inside starships with damaged gravity devices. Li Feng's opponents included humans and all kinds of monsters, like those from a cosmic Jurassic period.
By now, Li Feng was unmoved by praise or scorn. Even if those monsters clashed horribly with his sense of aesthetics, he could still see them as beautiful as flowers.
In battle, survival isn't determined by appearance, but by one's own strength.
After two months, Li Feng had become a warrior without being a soldier. He didn't have the strict military bearing or discipline, but his whole body exuded the killing intent of a hardened veteran who had survived countless life-and-death situations. Yet, on his face, there was always a faint, dismissive smile.