Chapter 21: Level 10 Potential

When the golden number 10 appeared, every spectator and those waiting in line were utterly stunned. Eyes wide with disbelief, they could hardly accept what they saw. Two seconds later, the crowd erupted.

“Oh my god! One awakened just now and that was shocking enough, but now there’s another one—and this one has level 10 potential! Incredible!”

“Is it possible that someone truly has max potential?”

“It must be fake. How could it be real?”

Even the staff suspected their eyes were playing tricks. One of them rubbed his eyes, bewildered.

The door to the awakening chamber opened, and Han Feng walked out slowly.

“Impossible!” Zhang Shuai suddenly shouted, “Your equipment must be malfunctioning! How could anyone have max potential?!”

Han Feng glanced at Zhang Shuai, then turned to the staff. “Alright, can I go choose my profession now?”

“Ah? Ah!” The staff member was still in shock. Only upon hearing Zhang Shuai’s outcry and Han Feng’s calm voice did he snap back to reality. “Sir, please wait a moment.”

He, too, wondered if the equipment was faulty and hurried back into the awakening chamber to check. After a thorough inspection, he found everything perfectly functional, no sign of malfunction. Wiping sweat from his brow, his hands trembled with excitement.

With shaky fingers, he dialed the number of the senior leader.

“What is it?” The communication connected, revealing a sharp-looking middle-aged man on screen, sitting in a boss’s chair with a cup of coffee in hand.

“Boss, we’ve got a max-potential awakener!” The staff member stammered.

“Repeat that?!” The middle-aged man’s coffee sprayed from his mouth at the news, and he barely bothered to wipe it, demanding clarification.

“It’s true, boss! Someone has awakened and their potential is maxed! I checked the equipment—no errors.”

“Keep him there, I’ll be right over!” The middle-aged man set his coffee aside and cut the call.

After ending the call, the staff member rushed out. The middle-aged man was a beast warrior and moved astonishingly fast—he arrived from his office in just five seconds, appearing before Han Feng at the exact same moment as the staff member.

News of the appearance of level 10 potential spread like wildfire throughout the awakening hall. Soon, everyone knew, and several professional mentors hurried over. The crowd grew thicker, layer upon layer.

“Greetings, sir. I am Li Lichong, the manager here.” Li Lichong bowed slightly to Han Feng and smiled. “Because you possess level 10 potential, according to regulations, anyone with level 6 or above must undergo a secondary test to ensure accuracy and authenticity. We apologize for the inconvenience, but may we ask you to enter the awakening chamber again? It will only take a few minutes.”

“Well… it’s not impossible, but I have a condition,” Han Feng replied thoughtfully. “I need the knowledge of basic skills for the relevant professions.”

Han Feng had known before coming here that he would reach level 10 potential, thanks to the two hero cards equipped via his card system, which provided him with abundant spirit energy. Thus, the detection devices would inevitably register an extremely high potential index.

However, since the original owner of this body had never awakened spirit energy or become a superhuman, Han Feng’s skill tree could not be fully activated. He had to go through the official procedures to obtain the relevant skill knowledge.

Han Feng’s principle was frugality—to save wherever possible and avoid unnecessary expenses. The impact of level 10 potential would be enormous, signifying future greatness.

“No problem, please proceed.” If Han Feng truly had level 10 potential, it meant he would at the very least become an A-class powerhouse, perhaps even reach S-class. Li Lichong didn’t hesitate. Basic skill knowledge was within their purview and offering it for free to Han Feng cost little, while earning the goodwill of a person with such potential was invaluable.

Han Feng stepped into the awakening chamber once more and the door closed.

Thanks to the card system, Han Feng had long since awakened spirit energy. The chamber now served only to measure potential.

The minutes passed quickly, but outside, the crowd was tense, waiting to witness a miracle.

When the golden number 10 appeared again on the screen, the crowd erupted once more.

“My god, it’s confirmed! Truly level 10!” That was the first reaction of the crowd.

“Sir, congratulations. You are the first person in planetary history to possess level 10 potential. May I have a private word with you later?” The awakening hall was an official institution, and Li Lichong had already reported the news of Han Feng’s potential. His superiors instructed him to recruit Han Feng if possible, and so Li Lichong smiled broadly.

“Of course, but I’d like to choose my profession and begin learning basic skill knowledge first,” Han Feng replied.

“Very well, we’ll talk later,” Li Lichong agreed.

“Sir, try the psychic department! You might awaken a tremendously powerful ability!” The psychic mentor called out as Han Feng prepared to choose his profession.

“The transformation department suits you. With such high potential, you might activate the bloodline of a dragon!” The beast warrior mentor chimed in, unwilling to be left behind.

“To pursue martial arts is the true path. Your own body is your greatest asset. The martial arts department welcomes you!” The martial arts mentor stepped forward as well.

“The profound mysteries of magic are a perfect fit for you. Magic is vast, varied, and offers countless tactical possibilities,” said the magic mentor, dressed in robes and exuding scholarly elegance.

“Firepower is truth! These adorable firearms are best for you!” The firearms mentor, armed to the teeth, declared.

The professional mentors began to compete fiercely, each trying to win Han Feng over, their arguments flying back and forth with the intensity of a thousand gallons of spit. Unbeknownst to them, Han Feng had already made his decision.

“I choose the martial arts department. Mentor, I’ll be in your care.” Han Feng walked over to the martial arts mentor, bowing respectfully—honoring teachers is a traditional virtue.

“Hahaha, you won’t regret it! Follow me!” The martial arts mentor laughed heartily, proud and delighted, leading Han Feng toward the martial arts branch hall.

“That’s enough, everyone. Disperse, please!” Li Lichong waved away the crowd and followed Han Feng to the martial arts branch hall.

The onlookers scattered, chatting excitedly about the day’s events. No one spared another thought for Zhang Shuai.

Zhang Shuai, whose attempt to show off had failed, left feeling frustrated. Still, he knew well where the boundaries lay—what could and couldn’t be done, who could and couldn’t be provoked. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have survived as a second-generation heir for so long. Fortunately, his underlings’ flattery eased his mood somewhat.

Arriving at the martial arts branch hall, the mentor led Han Feng to the entrance of the classroom. As promised, he transferred the “Basic Energy Cultivation Method” and E- and D-level martial arts skill knowledge into Han Feng’s neural interface, then ushered him inside.

Within the classroom, there were fully immersive combat simulation devices, which could connect to the neural interface. The equipment would automatically explain and simulate the principles, techniques, and applications of each skill, acting as a virtual instructor. Students could learn independently, and the mentor would only step in to clarify any unresolved questions.

Han Feng connected his neural interface to the simulation device and opened the “Basic Energy Cultivation Method,” which he had long anticipated.

[Detected “Basic Energy Cultivation Method.” Consume 1 skill point to learn. Yes/No?]

“Yes!”

[Learning in progress: 23%... 61%... 100%]

[Learning complete. You have mastered the “Basic Energy Cultivation Method.”]