In the snowy hut, Luo Xin was sitting cross-legged. In his arms was an open thick leather book that the witch had given him before she left.
His spiritual power went deep into the book and entered a special story like a dream. According to the witch's requirements, he completed the training content in the dream of this special story.
The witch left.
She goes to an executive meeting.
On the surface, the Federation is prosperous, and each major region operates independently, but the real controller of each region is the pinnacle and executor of the strongest force in the corresponding region.
Plus the newly promoted witch.
There are a total of eight executors in the Federation.
They are the true masters of the Federation. As the ceiling of the Federation's combat effectiveness, they determine the future development direction and major strategies of the Federation.
The executive meeting is a place where important matters are discussed.
Yin En sent out the information collected by the witch, and the executive meeting was immediately convened. The enforcers had the same interests in a major matter related to the survival of the federation, and they took this matter very seriously.
Luo Xin did not follow.
His current strength is not qualified enough.
There are many powerful people in the Federation who have reached level 9, but there are only 8 people who can rise to the level of executor.
Luo Xin devoted himself to cultivation.
Before he came in, he specifically told the girls in the paradise not to disturb him. Yuzi helped everyone turn on the body shielding mode and maintain the sage state. In this way, the girls could concentrate on their work, whether it was practicing or building the paradise.
Time passes.
Luo Xin cannot sense it.
The witch's fairy tale book is very magical. Being in it is like a dream, which will stimulate Hu's subjective perception of time.
Although this kind of distortion cannot last for a thousand years, it can only last for an instant, but it is enough to lengthen the subjective feeling of time. His mental power is embodied in it, challenging each level.
In a state of confusion, I don't know how much time passed.
Luo Xin felt someone touching his cheek, and he withdrew his mental power from the fairy tale book. When he opened his eyes, he was still in that quiet snow-covered cabin.
The departed witch appears again.
A silver-haired girl wearing a witch's robe stood beside the bed, stretched out her white and slender little hands, and gently touched his cheek. Her blue eyes were full of tenderness and love.
"Are you awake?"
"Sister Witch, welcome back."
Luo Xin grabbed the witch's little hand and kissed it gently.
The witch came closer, squeezed into Luo Xin's arms and sat down.
"Did the meeting result?"
"A consensus has been reached. The federation has entered a state of war preparation. All factories have begun to manufacture weapons. With the Desolate Star Castle as the fulcrum, a galaxy defense belt has been established. The next step will be very busy." The witch replied.
"Sister Witch, what job do you want to do?"
"I still need to help with the intelligent AI. The main reason is that Noya is busy, so I don't have to worry about it," the witch replied.
Luo Xin had already predicted this result.
Before meeting him, the private residence of the witch basically stayed on her own planet and never went out. After meeting him, she took action and got slightly involved in some federal affairs.
Now the Federation is facing a big crisis.
To a certain extent, the witch is an outsider. She is not closely connected with the Federation. She is completely useless and does nothing.
But she didn't have such news, so she still asked Noya to help.
I chatted with the witch about some things at the meeting.
Luo Xin listened briefly.
He cannot participate in a big event of this level, nor does he want to participate. All he cares about is paradise. Now he should focus on improving his strength. When he is strong enough, he will not have to worry about various threats from the universe.
The worst case scenario is running away with the paradise.
Luo Xin said sincerely: "Sister Witch, please start my special training."
Witch: "Oh, are you so positive?"
"certainly."
"Your current strength is already very good. My sister will be strict with you next time."
"yes!"
Luo Xin began a new round of retreat practice, focusing on breakthroughs under the guidance of the witch.
The Federation is turbulent and undercurrents are surging.
Under the orders of the executor, the behemoth of the Federation began to take action, like precision gears, meshing with each other and rotating rapidly.
With Desolate Star Castle as the center and along the distribution of subspace channels, a defensive belt was first built, and at the same time, internal cleanup work was started to clean up possible followers of Amtesaba.
The entire federation is busy.
Luo Xin has no sense of involvement in this.
He now stays in the snow lodge every day and reads the magic book given by the witch every day.
Each book is a small world.
There are different trials, different classes, different enemies, and you will almost never be able to accept various teachings and challenges the same way.
High intensity special training.
A cycle of pain and pleasure.
Luo Xin somewhat forgot about time.
After waking up every day, I start thinking about the problems and levels reserved by the witch, break through various difficulties, defeat the enemies in the magic book, and constantly squeeze my own limits and potential.
As a brave man, he is very busy.
You need to defeat the witch's minions.
After passing five levels and killing six generals, you can come to the witch for the final battle and defeat the witch with various abilities.
If you fail, you will be whipped by the witch with a small whip. If you win, you can use eighteen kinds of martial arts to educate the witch to prevent her from changing her ways and not misbehaving in the world of magic books.
The witch's teaching is very professional.
The rewards are tempting.
Punishment breaks people's defenses.
Luo Xin is very motivated.
In the battle day and night, he did countless extreme challenges, and he successfully broke through the bottleneck and entered the level 7 level.
With level 7-level strength, placed within the federation, one can become the overlord of one party, control a medium-sized force, and form a big family.
That's just ordinary level 7.
As a conceptual superpower, Luo Xin's abilities became more and more terrifying after reaching this level of strength.
His current limit magnification has exceeded one million, and he can easily turn an ordinary person into a monster that can move mountains and seas.
Ordinary practitioners cannot fight against him.
After successfully breaking through, Luo Xin immediately entered the most difficult level.
Inside the magic book.
Above the wilderness.
A thunderstorm gathers, and the witch is located in the center of the storm, controlling the thunder between heaven and earth for her own use. The sharp thunder light flashes, the magic robe automatically moves without wind, and the wind is fierce.
Luo Xin is suspended in the distance.
Thunder and lightning surrounded him, but he was isolated by an invisible barrier. The earth was shattered by lightning, but he was suspended in the air unscathed, motionless.
"Go to hell, brave man!"
The witch screamed and released the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation again.
The thunderstorm rotates and falls, and the sky and the earth are occupied by white-purple light. The rolling thunder and lightning electrify the air, and the air for several kilometers is electrified, forming a high-temperature ion cloud, accompanied by the rotation of plasma.
The storm suddenly stopped.
The thunderstorm that filled the sky disappeared in an instant.
Luo Xin was suspended in the air. In his hand, a small purple snake-like lightning was twisting and struggling. The thunderstorms in the sky were weakened and captured by him, and they were all compressed in the palm of his hand.
"No...no! This is impossible!" the witch shouted in surprise, her hand holding the staff trembling, her performance was lifelike.
The corners of Luo Xin's mouth quirked up.
The figure flashed and came to the witch, tearing apart her defensive current and capturing her.
He challenged this trial more than ten times, but failed every time. Every time he was electrocuted by the witch, the outside was charred and the inside was tender, and his prostate was almost damaged by the electricity.
After this breakthrough, I successfully passed the level.
Now is the time for revenge.
He drew his mace.
The twisted lightning in his palm, under his control, wrapped around the mace, completing the enchantment.
"Evil witch, accept justice!"
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