Chapter 162: Eat Well, Drink Well, and Make the Ying Country Brats Despair!

Lin Mo heard this and shrugged.

"What else is there to see?"

"Since they think our record is so weak it's boring, let's go set a new one—and show them what true despair really means."

Lin Mo's words sounded casual.

Yet it was precisely this casualness that radiated absolute confidence!

"Good! Well said!"

Xu Wenchang's gloom vanished instantly, "That's exactly how it should be! Let those Ying ghosts see what lies beyond the sky and beyond the people!"

Gu He also nodded in strong approval.

His gaze toward Lin Mo grew even more satisfied.

"Then let's go reclaim our honor."

Xu Wenchang looked at the members of Dragon Order Class, his eyes lingering on Lin Mo, and asked with concern:

"But you've just gone through a trial."

Xu Wenchang paused, then suggested, "How about this—you go back and rest well tonight. Tomorrow morning, we'll go reclaim the record!"

His words fell silent.

Ye Kong shook his head, looking embarrassed:

"Um… Teacher Xu, I'm not tired. In the trial space, I just moved a few stones to block the door—I didn't even cast a single skill…"

Wang Dawei scratched his head in agreement:

"Yeah, Teacher, we spent the whole trial acting as guards in the Demon King's City—we didn't even see the enemy's shadow…"

Han Mengqing raised her hand firmly:

"Report, Teacher! Inside the Demon King's City, I lay down and ate six skewers of grapes, three apples, four bags of chips, and even took a nap! I feel so energetic I could kill a bull!"

"…"

Xu Wenchang and Zhang Daoyuan listened to these answers, their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

Is this even a new student trial?

This group must've come here for vacation!

Xu Wenchang sighed helplessly and turned his gaze to Lin Mo.

He believed others weren't tired—but Lin Mo carried the entire battle alone; surely he must be exhausted?

"Lin Mo, how about you?"

"Don't pretend. High-grade skills should be unimaginably taxing for you at this stage."

Facing Xu Wenchang's concerned gaze,

Lin Mo thought for a moment and answered honestly:

"Teacher Xu, actually… I'm not tired either."

This wasn't Lin Mo showing off.

He truly wasn't tired!

After all, the battle didn't require his effort at all.

Little Thunder, Little Fire, Little Earth—they handled everything on their own.

Throughout the entire process, Lin Mo merely raised his hand and walked a bit.

If we're talking about exhaustion…

Lin Mo mentally calculated.

Hmm, walking two or three kilometers on foot across the plain—yeah, that did tire his feet a bit.

"But…"

Lin Mo patted his stomach and changed the subject:

"I'm not tired, but I am hungry."

"Let's go have lunch first, take a nap, then play with these Ying ghosts this afternoon."

As soon as he said this,

the skills emerged.

【"Fireball Spell" perked up at the mention of food: "Time to eat! This master demands a meal! I've just mastered a high-grade skill—I've burned through massive energy! I want the finest fire dragon meat!"】

【"Earth Shield Spell" also drooled furiously: "Master! Master! I've done great today too! I want top-grade rock dragon meat! The crispy kind!"】

"…"

Lin Mo stared at his skills, speechless.

What a bunch of gluttons.

Xu Wenchang, hearing Lin Mo's words, also twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

Damn.

The nation's honor had been challenged, everyone was frantic—but this kid was still thinking about taking a nap?!

Still, he said nothing.

After all, theoretically, the trial should've been exhausting.

"Alright, go rest. No rush. If you're truly tired, tomorrow's fine too."

Xu Wenchang nodded.

Suddenly,

he seemed to remember something and turned to Lin Mo:

"By the way, Lin Mo, a team dungeon grants experience equal to three normal dungeons. You'll likely hit level 30 in the next couple of days."

"Have you decided what new elemental skill you want to learn?"

At this question, the surrounding teachers all perked up.

After all,

a prodigy who had already revealed the potential of a "Supreme Archmage," every step he took would shake the entire Dragon Nation.

At that moment,

a cold voice rang out.

"Learn ice."

As the words fell,

Han Xue, with snow-white hair, stepped forward from behind Gu He.

She gazed at Lin Mo and said calmly:

"For your current skill structure, ice is your most perfect and correct choice."

With that, she gave a brief nod and introduced herself:

"I'm Han Xue, a professor from Jingda."

Xu Wenchang immediately added beside her:

"Lin Mo, although Han Xue is young, she is the Dragon Nation's undisputed most talented ice mage."

"No one in the Dragon Nation understands ice elements better than her."

At this moment,

Han Mengyao, standing behind Lin Mo, flickered a hint of surprise in her otherwise calm eyes.

"Sister, what's wrong?"

Han Mengqing whispered:

"Do you know this Teacher Han? She's so beautiful—but she feels so cold…"

Han Mengyao shook her head:

"Nothing."

Before Lin Mo could answer,

Han Xue's voice rang out again:

"Ice element is a special variant of water."

"To master ice, you must first master water—and reach a certain depth of understanding before you can truly 'condense water into ice' and fully grasp ice element."

"That step is hard. Extremely hard."

"Ice mages are the rarest among all mages—countless water mages spend their entire lives without ever touching ice."

Here, Han Xue's eyes flashed with absolute confidence:

"But with your current talent, combined with my lifetime of insight into ice…"

"I have one hundred percent certainty I can help you cross this abyss and fully master condensing water into ice within a month!"

Lin Mo listened, his expression unchanged, but inside he felt a strange thought.

A month…

Honestly, that's a bit long.

Even without Han Xue's suggestion, he'd planned to learn ice upon reaching level 30.

But his skills were all… sentient.

Did it really need a whole month?

Lin Mo reconsidered.

A top-tier ice mage offering herself as a mentor? Why refuse a free gift?

With the First Ice Mage of Long Country teaching nearby, whether providing theoretical support or inspiring the new "Water System juniors," it was purely beneficial.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo nodded:

"In that case, when I reach Level 30, I'll rely on Master Han for much guidance."

Seeing Lin Mo agree,

Han Xue's face flickered with a hint of relief.

"Good."

"When you reach Level 30 and awaken your Water System, come to the Instructor Villa District, Villa A-8."

"I'll show you just how terrifying an Ice System can be."

"I'll definitely come on time to pay my respects."

Lin Mo smiled.

"Hahaha, excellent, excellent!"

Principal Guhe, pleased that a major matter was settled, was in high spirits.

He glanced at his wristwatch and waved his hand with a smile:

"Alright, alright, it's already past noon. The kids must be starving—go eat, rest well."

"After you've rested, decide among yourselves whether to tackle the team dungeon today or tomorrow."

Lin Mo nodded.

Master Xu said team dungeon experience is triple that of regular dungeons.

At this rate, I'll hit Level 30 today or at the latest by tomorrow morning, and learn my new elemental skill.

I have to admit, I'm genuinely looking forward to my new junior's arrival.

"Let's go, let's go—time to eat!"

Wang Dawei rolled up his sleeves, "After a good meal, we'll crush those Japanese devils this afternoon!"

Han Mengqing waved her tiny fists nearby, egging them on loudly:

"Big Boss Lin Mo, after we eat, let's give those Japanese devils a taste of real intensity—let them see what Mowang Lin Mo really means!"

Seeing everyone's battle spirit soaring, Lin Mo smiled:

"Alright, let's go."

"As for those Japanese brats who say our records are boring—after we've eaten, let them feel what true despair means."

Watching Lin Mo lead the group in a grand procession toward the cafeteria,

Guhe stood with his hands behind his back, his face filled with satisfaction and a smile.

Xu Wenchang rubbed his chin, looked at Guhe, and couldn't help asking:

"Principal, why don't you seem worried at all?"

Guhe, hearing this, shot Xu Wenchang an annoyed look and retorted:

"What's there to worry about?"

"It's just a record—yes, it's a matter of national pride, but compared to Long Country producing a prodigy like Lin Mo, it's nothing."

Hearing Guhe's words,

Xu Wenchang chuckled, nodding in deep agreement.

"You're right."