Chapter 174: How did I hear that Dragon Country pulled the record down to 1 minute 50 seconds?

Inside the Team Fuben center.

The moment Principal Guhe said this.

The members of Long Xu Ban all froze in place.

Han Mengyao and Han Mengqing, the two sisters, exchanged a glance, both seeing utter disbelief in each other's eyes.

An audience with the Five Elders!

That is an immense honor!

Even their own mother, the commander of the Magic Capital Military Region, might not be able to meet the Five Elders once in several years!

And Lin Mo, a freshman who had just enrolled, had already worked his way right up to the Five Elders?

Hearing this.

Lin Mo's heart stirred slightly as well.

Going to Tianshu Prefecture to meet the Five Elders — that wasn't bad at all.

Reaching such a height right at the start of the semester — if Dad and Mom found out about this…

Dad would probably grab a loudspeaker and brag about it in the army for three days and three nights, right?

Thinking of this,

the corners of Lin Mo's mouth curved up slightly as well.

"Thank you, Principal."

Xu Wenchang stepped forward and cut everyone off:

"Alright, alright, the rewards aren't going anywhere."

"Today you've gone through a thousand-person trial and a hell-grade team dungeon back to back — you must be exhausted."

"All of you, go back and rest."

"Your dungeon entry counts for today are already used up. The school strictly forbids any student from forcibly exceeding the limit to enter dungeons."

Xu Wenchang glanced at Lin Mo and gave him a special reminder:

"Lin Mo, not even you."

"Exceeding the dungeon limit, mental overload — that's no joke."

Lin Mo immediately raised both hands and promised with a perfectly sincere face:

"Don't worry, Teacher Xu. I don't have any other virtues — I just really treasure my life. Besides, I really am tired and want to go back and rest."

"You little rascal…"

Xu Wenchang swore at him with a laugh, then his expression turned serious:

"Go back and get a good night's sleep."

"Tomorrow and the day after, make sure to take back those other two team dungeon records that were snatched away by Ying Country too!"

"No problem, a piece of cake."

Lin Mo agreed in one breath.

Immediately after, Xu Wenchang's expression grew even more grave:

"There's one more thing."

"The Junior World Battlefield will officially open in about a week!"

"The entry threshold for the Junior World Battlefield is level 30, and the cap is level 40."

"During this period, besides breaking records, you must raise your levels as much as possible! Try to push your levels close to 40 before the battlefield opens!"

"Understood!!"

The twenty members of Long Xu Ban answered in unison, their voices booming.

"Alright then, off you go."

Xu Wenchang waved his hand.

Lin Mo nodded, led the group, turned around, and left the Team Fuben center.

He glanced at his panel.

His current level was already very close to 30.

He'd go back, play some games, eat some food, get some sleep.

Let Xiao Huo and the others go out on their own to find monsters and grind.

If nothing unexpected happened, he'd steadily hit level 30 after waking up tomorrow.

Life really was sweet.

……

At the same time.

On the other side of the globe.

Near the waters of Beautiful Country, on that private island of the Adams family that was shrouded year-round in thick fog and gloom.

Inside an extremely luxurious Gothic castle.

The hall was furnished with the utmost extravagance.

Priceless paintings hung on the walls, and a massive crystal chandelier cast a dim, ambiguous glow.

The air was thick with a pungent hormonal scent.

On the sofa.

Carter, wearing nothing but a pair of underwear, was swaying a wine glass, leaning back against the sofa with an expression of pure enjoyment.

In the center of the hall.

Over a dozen Ying Country girls, dressed in thin clothing, knelt on the ground, trembling as they poured wine for the members of the Adams family.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out.

*Slap! *

A backhanded slap flew across.

A young man of the Adams family kicked a Ying nation girl in front of him, sending her flying several meters away.

"Fuck!"

"You filthy sow! You can't even pour a drink without spilling it?"

The young man cursed.

Blood seeped from the corner of the girl's mouth, her face full of terror.

Sitting off to one side, Ying nation Foreign Minister Watanabe Junichi, seeing the scene, showed not the slightest sympathy. Instead, he leapt up like a mad dog defending its master.

He rushed forward, grabbed the girl by her hair, and without pausing, delivered another heavy slap across her face.

*Slap! *

"Baga yaro!!"

Watanabe Junichi's face twisted as he burst out cursing:

"You lowly wretch! You can't even handle such a small thing — you've utterly disgraced the face of our Great Ying Empire!"

"Being able to serve the lords of the Adams family is the highest, most supreme honor of your miserable lives!"

Watanabe Junichi turned his head and, facing the blond young man, smiled obsequiously:

"Please calm yourself, my lord, please calm yourself."

"This worthless bitch doesn't know the rules. I'll throw her into the sea to feed the sharks later, to vent your anger!"

The blond young man gave a cold snort and sat back down on the sofa.

Watanabe Junichi turned around, glared viciously at the other Ying nation girls in the hall, and continued his tirade.

He wanted to show enough loyalty in front of Carter.

Not only for his own sake, but for Ying nation as well.

Just at that moment.

A young man of the Adams family walked in.

He walked straight to Carter's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Carter slowly opened his eyes.

A flicker of surprise passed through those blue eyes.

Watanabe Junichi, not far away, didn't notice the change in Carter's expression and went on berating the girls.

"…You lowly wretches!"

"The lords are magnanimous and don't stoop to your level — that is their mercy! Hurry up and thank them for it!"

Watanabe Junichi bellowed at the top of his lungs.

"Shut up. Come here."

Carter's calm voice cut Watanabe off.

Watanabe Junichi stiffened all over. Thinking he hadn't berated them loudly enough, he quickly turned his head and said ingratiatingly:

"Lord Carter, these worthless bitches just need a lesson…"

"I told you to come here. Didn't you hear me?"

Carter's voice suddenly rose sharply.

Watanabe finally sensed something was wrong; cold sweat instantly soaked through his back.

"Hai! Hai! Lord Carter, what are your orders?"

Watanabe sidled up to Carter, bowing and nodding.

Carter stood up, looking down at him from above.

After a moment of silence.

His tone suddenly calmed again:

"My dear Watanabe."

"I recall you once thumped your chest and swore to me."

"That record set by your so-called… 'Oni-god Troop' — even if you gave the Dragon nation people another hundred years, they absolutely could never break it."

"I remember… haven't I?"

Hearing Carter bring this up.

Watanabe Junichi's heart immediately relaxed.

He had thought something major had angered Carter, but it turned out to be about the Team Fuben record.

Watanabe Junichi immediately straightened his back and declared with conviction:

"Yes! Lord Carter!"

"Please rest absolutely assured! The prodigies of our Great Ying Empire arrived at this method only after tens of thousands of complex deductions!"

"This brand-new mechanism-breaking method — within a short time, Dragon nation absolutely cannot discover it, let alone surpass it!"

Looking at Watanabe Junichi's confident, foolish appearance.

The corner of Carter's mouth curved up slightly:

"Oh? Is that so?"

"Then how is it I just heard that the Dragon nation people have pulled the clear time of 'Dragon Burial Snow Plain' down to 1 minute 50 seconds?"