Chapter 139: Twenty people walked out with the presence of a thousand troops

Lin Mo washed up quickly.

"Hope those two thousand guys can take a beating."

He tidied himself in the mirror, then turned and walked out of the bathroom toward the villa gate.

As Lin Mo stepped out of his villa gate, he froze.

Outside the villa, nineteen figures were already waiting for him.

Each of them wore a gleaming five-clawed golden dragon badge on their chest.

Seeing Lin Mo emerge,

Ye Kong stepped forward sharply and barked:

"Class leader, good morning!"

"Class leader, good morning—!!"

The other eighteen followed Ye Kong's lead, shouting in unison.

"..."

Lin Mo was both amused and exasperated by the spectacle.

He looked at Ye Kong and teased:

"Hey, Deputy Class Leader, what's all this? Need to be this serious? Anyone watching would think we're the military."

But Ye Kong shook his head, dead serious:

"Class leader, since I'm deputy class leader, I must act like one."

"Today is our Long Xu Class's first collective public appearance—and a challenge before the entire school."

"We must have presence!"

"No matter how many opponents we face or how others see us, at least in spirit, Long Xu Class cannot lose!"

His words rang strong and clear.

Behind him, the others stood straight, their faces alight with fervor.

Hearing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but feel moved.

Ye Kong's organizational ability and sense of collective honor were truly unmatched.

Having a deputy like this would save him a lot of trouble later.

At that moment, Han Mengyao stepped forward:

"Lin Mo, I agree with Ye Kong."

"Though 'military' sounds exaggerated, we're not ordinary students."

"From the moment we put on these badges, we've become one unit."

Han Mengyao pointed to her badge, earnestly saying:

"The school gave us privileges and resources far beyond normal students—not for us to play pretend."

"The 'Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield' ahead will be brutal. Our enemies will be all the world's peerless prodigies. We represent Long Country."

"If we lack even basic discipline and cohesion, how will we ever win?"

"So I think it's not too much to demand we treat ourselves as an army from now on."

Han Mengyao's words left everyone in silence for a moment.

Each person's eyes now carried a deeper sense of responsibility.

Lin Mo looked at Han Mengyao, then at his teammates with their determined gazes.

He had to admit—she was right.

To wear the crown, one must bear its weight.

Long Xu Class enjoyed the nation's top-tier resource allocation, privileges higher than any official, and unrestricted access to dungeons.

Behind all this was the nation's expectation for future combat power.

If you enjoy such privileges, you must shoulder the responsibility.

Just then,

Han Mengqing pushed her way out from behind the group.

In her hands, she carried two massive insulated food boxes, grinning as she approached:

"Come on, come on! Exclusive 'Mengqing Brand' sandwiches! I made these myself after getting up super early!"

"Since we're all comrades in the same trench, special friend price: a thousand apiece!"

"What?!"

Wang Dawei's eyes nearly popped out. "A thousand? Are you robbing us?"

"We get free meals at the cafeteria's Long Yuan Pavilion! You're charging a thousand for one sandwich? That's outrageous!"

The other students looked utterly baffled.

Han Mengqing was truly obsessed with money—even squeezing her own teammates.

Why skip the cafeteria's free top-tier meals to buy a sandwich for a thousand? Do they think we're fools?

Facing their skepticism, Han Mengqing retorted confidently:

"What's outrageous? You outsiders don't understand!"

"The cafeteria food is good, but mine? I used my special profession's traits and spent the whole morning making them."

"I guarantee—when it comes to elemental purity, the cafeteria can't compare!"

Han Mengqing clutched her chest, feigning heartbreak.

"I got up early to make these for you, charging only a hundred for labor—and you call me greedy?"

"Fine, fine! I'll buy it! I'll buy it!" Wang Dawei was the first to give in, pulling out his phone to scan the code. "Give me an earth-element one."

"Got it! Thank you, boss!"

Han Mengqing's expression instantly brightened, beaming like a flower.

Seeing this, the others quickly pulled out their money to buy too.

Soon, the entire round of sales was done.

Han Mengqing held up the last specially made sandwich and offered it to Lin Mo.

"Here you go, Class Leader."

"This one's reserved just for you—the Ultimate Deluxe Edition: Triple-Element Family Bucket Sandwich!"

Lin Mo reached for his phone, but Han Mengqing grabbed his hand.

"Oh come on, talking money ruins the bond!"

Han Mengqing waved her hand generously: "Class Leader gets it free! I'll need you to carry me forward later!"

Lin Mo didn't refuse, accepting with a smile:

"Alright, then I won't be polite."

Just then,

Han Mengqing's big eyes locked onto Lin Mo.

"Wait…"

"Class Leader Lin, how are you level 27 already?"

"Oh come on! Didn't you say last night you were going straight to bed? Where's the basic trust between people?!"

Lin Mo took a bite of the sandwich and mumbled an excuse:

"Cough… cough…"

"Well… I was just bored at home. Anyway, let's not dwell on this tiny detail."

Lin Mo forcibly changed the subject, turning his gaze to the visibly nervous Chu Lingxuan.

"Chu, you've got this today."

Chu Lingxuan, surprised Lin Mo spoke to her, blushed deeply and nodded firmly:

"Yes! I'll work hard not to hold anyone back!"

Looking at his energetic teammates, Lin Mo felt uplifted.

He waved his hand toward the central plaza of Jingdu University:

"Since we're all ready…"

"Let's go!"

"Today, we're here to teach those upperclassmen a lesson!"

"Yes, Class Leader!"

The group shouted in unison, their voices thunderous.

…

…

Jingdu University, Central Plaza.

This was the grandest area of the entire campus, normally hosting major ceremonies.

But today, the atmosphere was unusually heavy.

The center of the plaza had been cleared.

Two towering ten-meter portals stood silently on either side.

On the left side of the plaza,

A vast sea of people had already assembled.

That was the entire second-year student body—1, 82 people!

Standing at the very front was Shen Jun, the top student of the regular second-year class.

"Shen Ge, they're here."

A student beside him whispered a reminder.

Shen Jun's gaze sharpened.

At the far end of the square, a group of twenty people was walking slowly forward.

Though their number was pitifully small, their aura was no less formidable.

Lin Mo had his hands in his pockets, strolling with casual ease.

Behind him, Ye Kong also wore an air of arrogance.

The others, too, held their heads high and chests out—twenty men, yet radiating the presence of an entire army.

"This is the Long Xu Class..."

"Hmph, definitely bold."

Shen Jun snorted coldly.

The student beside him sneered: "What good is it? The Long Xu Class has never won—and now we have so many people..."