Chapter 16: Can They Clear It? I Ate the Tire!

Outside the Team Fuben, the Rocky Beach.

The originally desolate and silent wilderness was now lit up like daylight by dozens of glaring military searchlights.

Hundreds of fully armed City Defense Force soldiers quickly pulled up yellow caution tape, completely surrounding the Team Fuben entrance.

"Boom—!"

A thunderous sound of tearing through the air exploded.

Lin Tianhao's burly figure fell from the sky, smashing onto the ground with a "Crash!"

He couldn't even bother to put on his uniform properly now, only draped in a black coat, his bare chest heaving violently.

Those tiger eyes, usually so majestic, were now filled with bloodshot veins.

Beside him, Su Wan's figure also appeared.

Though her face was pale, her spine was straight as an arrow.

As a powerful woman controlling a vast commercial empire, the more critical the moment, the less she could show weakness in public.

"Commander! Lady!"

Ye Hongyu saw the two and quickly rushed forward to meet them.

"How is the situation?"

Lin Tianhao nodded slightly, his voice hoarse.

Ye Hongyu bit her lip and began to report:

"The young master and the others entered the Team Fuben about forty-five minutes ago. Ten minutes ago, the Team Fuben completely Abyssalized..."

Su Wan's figure swayed slightly, and she whispered softly: "How could this happen? Something that hasn't occurred in so many years, how did it happen to Mo'er?"

Lin Tianhao looked at the pitch-black entrance, his fists clenched until they cracked, lightning jumping wildly around him.

Everyone present clearly understood what an Abyssalized Team Fuben meant.

If an Abyssalized Team Fuben is not successfully cleared within 24 hours, the monsters inside will burst out of the Team Fuben, triggering a disaster.

However, fortunately, this is just a low-level Team Fuben, and the monsters inside are not very powerful; the Jianghai City army can completely handle it.

Just then, a series of urgent braking sounds rang out outside the caution tape.

Several pitch-black military off-road vehicles stopped, their doors opened, and a group of people with an imposing aura got out.

The middle-aged man at the head wore a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

Behind him followed a young man with an arrogant expression, and four young professionals equipped with extremely fine gear and sharp eyes.

"Old Lin, how is the situation?"

The middle-aged man strode over to Lin Tianhao's side and asked in a steady tone.

Lin Tianhao turned back, his brows tightly furrowed:

"Zhao Lei? What are you doing here?"

The visitor was none other than an entity of the same rank as Lin Tianhao, one of the commanders of the Jianghai City Defense Force, Zhao Lei.

And standing behind Zhao Lei was Zhao Lei's pride and joy—Zhao Yu, a genius Flame Mage who awakened S-rank Fire Element affinity.

"With such a major incident occurring, as one of the commanders of the Jianghai City Defense Force, naturally I must be present."

Zhao Lei pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up his nose, his gaze turning toward the Abyssalized Team Fuben entrance, a flash of complex emotion passing through his eyes:

"Abyssalization... this one-in-a-hundred-thousand probability is indeed regrettable."

After a brief pause, Zhao Lei turned his head to look at Lin Tianhao and asked tentatively:

"Old Lin, I heard from the subordinates' report that the team currently trapped inside the Team Fuben... your son is in there?"

Hearing this, Lin Tianhao's breath hitched slightly, and he nodded heavily.

"Yes."

Receiving the affirmative answer, Zhao Lei continued to ask:

"Then what is the composition of this team? Besides your son, who else is there? What are their levels? How is their equipment?"

Lin Tianhao fell silent for a moment, and Ye Hongyu beside him answered for him:

"Besides the young master, there is also an A-rank Water Element affinity Water Mage, a B-rank Shield Warrior, a B-rank Ranger, and an A-rank Priest. Their levels were all 4 before entering, and their equipment... around Gold tier."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei's brows instantly furrowed.

And the son behind him, Zhao Yu, revealed a mocking expression.

After all, he and Lin Mo were both sons of commanders; since childhood, he had always been compared to Lin Mo, and over time, he developed no good feelings for Lin Mo.

With such a team composition, wanting to clear this difficult-level Abyss Team Fuben was simply impossible.

"You... are being foolish, Old Lin. You are usually a very shrewd person; how did you become foolish at this moment?"

Zhao Lei sighed, speaking in a tone of frustration as if iron could not be turned into steel:

"If you wanted to find someone to level up your Lin Mo, you should have just told me directly. Having Xiao Yu lead the team wouldn't be better than this ragtag group?"

Zhao Lei shook his head and sighed:

"With this composition, I estimate breaking through their defense would be difficult. Their survival rate... approaches infinity zero."

"Stop talking about this after the fact!"

Lin Tianhao snorted coldly, "This was originally just a normal Team Fuben run for leveling; who could have predicted that one-in-a-hundred-thousand Abyssalization? Zhao Lei, stop pretending to be a good person here!"

Lin Tianhao and Zhao Lei had been engaged in open and covert struggle for half a lifetime; always, whether in military merit or strength, Lin Tianhao had kept one step ahead of the other.

Now that Zhao Lei's son had made something of himself, did he want him to humble himself and beg Zhao Lei to let his son lead Lin Mo? That would be more painful than killing him!

Moreover, before this, who could have thought they would encounter such an unlucky event as Abyssalization?

"Fine, I won't argue about this with you; the matter is done, and more words are useless."

Zhao Lei glanced at Lin Tianhao and had no intention of arguing with him.

After all, Lin Tianhao's son was almost dead now; if he really provoked him, he couldn't beat Lin Tianhao.

"Fortunately, this is only a difficulty-class Team Fuben. Once the Dungeon Weight resets, our little Yu will lead his Level 5 elite squad straight in."

Zhao Lei pointed to the several young men behind him:

"This Team Fuben has a level restriction of 3 to 5. They are all Level 5, equipped with full sets of Legendary gear, and coordinate seamlessly. This is the only force in Jianghai City currently capable of clearing this Abyss Team Fuben."

Hearing this, Zhao Yu stepped forward, his face wearing the confidence and arrogance belonging to an S-rank genius:

"Uncle Lin, Auntie Su, please rest assured."

"Although Brother Mo is likely to be... I will be ready at all times."

"Once the Team Fuben resets, I will lead the charge in immediately and personally behead that BOSS to avenge Brother Mo!"

Just then,

Su Wan, who had been silent, suddenly raised her head.

In her bloodshot eyes flickered the stubbornness and unwillingness unique to a mother:

"Who says Mo'er will definitely die?!"

Su Wan's voice trembled slightly, yet was unusually firm:

"The Team Fuben hasn't reset yet, which means they are still alive! I believe in my son!"

"Perhaps... perhaps Mo'er won't just survive, but might even clear this Abyss Team Fuben along the way?"

"Right, Old Lin."

Su Wan turned to look at Lin Tianhao, her eyes holding a glimmer of A Glimpse of the Stage.

It seemed that if only Lin Tianhao nodded, her son would truly survive.

Lin Tianhao looked into his wife's eyes.

Clear it?

How could he not know the difficulty involved?

But at this moment, seeing his wife's tear-filled eyes, how could he bear to speak that cruel word "no"?

Lin Tianhao took a deep breath, his voice hoarse: "Yes, Mo'er can definitely do it! He certainly can!"

Hearing the words of Lin Tianhao and his wife, Zhao Lei was slightly stunned.

Afterwards, he merely shook his head helplessly and said nothing more to contradict them.

A blank-slate mage with no talent, leading a ragtag team, wanting to clear an Abyss Team Fuben—this is simply a tale from the Arabian Nights!

Zhao Lei adjusted his glasses, a cold sneer forming in his heart.

If a configuration like Lin Mo's could truly clear it, then I, Zhao Lei, would today eat the tires of this military off-road vehicle raw!