The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

"Boom boom boom!"

Is Young Master Lin here?

"What is it?" Lin Feng asked impatiently.

"Miss Long has given you a box, saying that it contains a great opportunity, and that you must cultivate diligently!"

"Duang!" The door was opened in an instant.

"What did my aunt give me? Bring it to me right now!" Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he practically snatched the box from the servant's hands.

His gaze was fixed on the object that held the promise of a "great opportunity".

The box was small, yet it felt incredibly heavy, burning hot in his hands like a branding iron.

Ignoring everyone else, he hurriedly placed the box on the table, his fingers frantically groping for the edge of the lid.

With a soft "click," the lid slowly opened, and a strange, faint light instantly spilled out from the gap, causing Lin Feng's breathing to quicken.

When the box was fully opened, Lin Feng's movements came to an abrupt halt, and the eagerness on his face was instantly replaced by confusion.

Inside the box lay a strangely shaped fragment. It was neither metal nor jade. Its surface shimmered with mottled light, and its patterns were intricate and complex, seemingly containing some profound and unfathomable rules, yet leaving one completely baffled.

"What kind of fragment is this?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, his voice full of confusion.

"Did my aunt ever say what this is?" Lin Feng turned to look at the servant who delivered the box.

The servant trembled at his gaze and quickly shook his head, "Miss Long only said that you must work hard in your cultivation, and did not mention what is in this box."

Lin Feng frowned and fell into deep thought.

Since his aunt solemnly sent this box and said it represented a great opportunity, these fragments must have extraordinary significance.

"Could this be a fragment of some lost magical artifact? Or perhaps a key to unlock some mysterious ruin?"

Lin Feng had many guesses in his mind, but each idea lacked sufficient evidence.

As he pondered this, Lin Feng carefully reached out and picked up one of the pieces.

The fragments were cool to the touch, yet strangely smooth, as if they could absorb the warmth of his palm.

It seemed to absorb the heat from his entire body.

He held the fragment up to his eyes and examined it closely, trying to discern the clues in its complex patterns, but no matter how he turned it, he could not unravel its mysteries.

Just as Lin Feng was staring at the fragment in his hand, racking his brains in confusion, the surrounding space seemed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand.

In an instant, the world spun around him, and Lin Feng felt the scenery before him suddenly change. In the blink of an eye, he found himself on a wide and open road.

He had never seen this road before; it possessed a strange beauty.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and he instinctively looked around.

As far as the eye could see, there was a flat road stretching as far as the eye could see, overgrown with weeds on both sides, and not a single person in sight.

"woo woo woo woo!"

Just then, a deafening roar came from afar. Lin Feng looked in the direction of the sound and saw five huge trucks speeding towards him, their wheels kicking up clouds of dust, their momentum menacing.

"Could this be my aunt's test for me?" Lin Feng muttered to himself, his voice barely audible in the howling wind.

He clutched the shards tightly, his thoughts racing.

Since my aunt mysteriously sent this box containing the so-called "great opportunity," and now inexplicably teleported me to this strange place, there must be some intricate connection between them.

Perhaps the key to unlocking the secrets of this mysterious fragment lies in how to deal with this seemingly simple "crisis".

"If I'm not mistaken, this must be a trial world. These strange things in front of me must be the first wave of trials! Watch me easily overcome them!"

Lin Feng looked at the truck in front of him with great confidence.

"Watch me flip you over!"

He looked up and stared intently at the rapidly approaching truck. Suddenly, his heart began to pound, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

"Why am I feeling palpitations? No! This thing is definitely not simple!" Lin Feng thought for a moment and decided it was best to stay away.

When facing the unknown, one should not be too reckless.

However, when he tried to step away, he found that his legs were nailed to the ground and he could not move them.

Lin Feng froze on the spot.

As the five large trucks drew closer, the blinding light from their headlights made it impossible for him to open his eyes, and the acrid exhaust fumes filled the air.

His mind went blank, but soon, reason returned like a tide, and his gaze fell back on the fragments in his hand. A bold guess quietly sprouted in his heart.

"I understand! Could this be the inheritance of the Law of Power? Do I need to accept it personally?"

Thinking this, Lin Feng gritted his teeth, his indomitable spirit completely ignited.

Despite his legs feeling weak and his heart pounding, he kept his eyes glued to the five large trucks rushing towards him, gripping the mysterious fragment in his hand even tighter, as if it were his last resort.

"Even if it's a test of the Law of Power, I, Lin Feng, will never back down!" He roared on the road, his voice trembling slightly, yet full of determination.

When the first truck was only inches away from him, Lin Feng suddenly shouted, his immortal power surging wildly. He leaped high into the air and threw a punch at the front of the truck with all his might, trying to overturn it with the force of the punch.

The wind from the punch howled, creating a shockwave; however, reality struck him like a heavy hammer blow to the heart.

The seemingly ordinary truck suddenly unleashed an unimaginable force the moment it came into contact with Lin Feng's fist.

Lin Feng felt as if his fist had smashed into a towering mountain. The shockwave instantly spread throughout his body, and his arm bones cracked with a "crackling" sound. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

Before he could react, more trucks arrived one after another.

The massive wheels mercilessly crushed over him, and in an instant, Lin Feng's body became a bloody mess under this torrent of steel, his life force rapidly fading away.

On his deathbed, he was still thinking that he had failed the test and would probably be teleported back.

Unfortunately, he, who was just full of confidence, was simply and decisively hit and killed by a truck, ending his brief but hopeful resistance.

The last truck slowly came to a stop, and the dust it kicked up gradually dissipated.

A very handsome truck driver stepped out of the vehicle, wearing a sharp black leather jacket, his hair slightly messy but still stylish.

He strode over to Lin Feng's mangled corpse, looking constipated, and muttering curses under his breath:

"What a stupid idiot! I thought you had a brain and could dodge this deadly thing, but I didn't expect you to actually dare to fight a truck. Have you read too many novels and really think you're an invincible dragon king or god of war?"