Chapter 279: Hope Is That We Overthought It

Dragon Nation, Capital University.

Team Fuben Central Hall.

Everyone's gaze was fixed tightly on the area above the Team Fuben rift.

There.

Rows of data regarding the entry status of each war zone were floating in mid-air.

And behind the line reading 【Dragon Nation War Zone: 1/20】.

A burst of blinding golden light suddenly exploded.

The light slowly coalesced.

Finally, it transformed into a small and exquisite golden weapon icon.

Everyone present clearly understood what this meant.

This was the mark of a Special Weapon.

And it was the first Special Weapon on the entire battlefield.

Lin Mo had secured the first kill on the entire battlefield!

"First kill!!"

"The Great Demon King has secured the first kill!!"

The students cheered.

"Oh my god! How long has it even been? The boss's kill protection countdown just ended, right?!"

"I feel like it hasn't even been three seconds..."

"The Great Demon King is awesome!"

"The Great Demon King's fame is about to expand even further..."

At the very front of the crowd.

The members of Long Xu Ban were equally filled with excitement.

"Aaaaaah!"

Han Mengqing grabbed Chu Lingxuan beside her and hugged her.

"Sister Lingxuan! Class Monitor my lord has secured the first kill! I told you! Class Monitor my lord is absolutely the number one under heaven!"

"Those foreigners don't even have the qualification to polish Class Monitor my lord's shoes!"

Wang Dawei was so excited he kept jumping up and down.

"Class Monitor is awesome!"

"Crush them! Let those grandsons of the seven nations know what a Dragon Nation Great Demon King is!"

And within the crowd.

Ye Kong and Han Mengyao had somewhat complex expressions.

They were indeed proud of Lin Mo.

But more than that, there was a sense of helplessness.

Back then.

The day they were admitted to Long Xu Ban.

They were full of vigor and spirit.

They had imagined countless times in their minds that they would step into the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield, slaughter in all directions, and bring glory to their country.

Enjoying the cheers of Dragon Nation students.

But now.

Under the light of Lin Mo, which was like the bright moon.

They...

Didn't even have the qualification to enter the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of Ye Kong's mouth.

He loosened his tightly clenched fist.

There's no choice but to admit defeat.

If it were him, a three-second first kill on a boss? How is that possible?

Han Mengyao also shook her head.

The trace of disappointment in her eyes was replaced by determination.

What is there to be disappointed about?

What do personal honors and shames matter?

As long as Lin Mo is here, the future of Dragon Nation possesses infinite possibilities.

This is what is most important!

Thinking of this.

Han Mengyao looked at the rift above and said softly:

"Class Monitor my lord, keep it up."

In front of the Long Xu Ban members.

The group of big shots were also beaming with joy at this moment.

Xu Wenchang was so excited his eyebrows danced:

"Good kid!"

"Well done!"

"A first kill in under three seconds—oh my god, I can't even imagine how spectacular those foreigners' expressions must be right now…"

"Hahahahaha…"

Principal Guhe also let out a great laugh.

Though he was doing his utmost to maintain the composure befitting the head of a school.

But…

He just couldn't hold it in.

"This Lin Mo…"

"Not only is his strength formidable, when it comes to stealing the spotlight, there's not a single person who can match him."

Nie Zhenguo stood with his hands clasped behind his back, nodding slightly.

"That first kill—now that was uplifting."

"One man, pressing a hundred and forty people until they couldn't breathe."

And among the group.

Lin Tianhao crossed his arms over his chest.

His whole person stood ramrod straight, chin lifted slightly.

"Ahem…"

Lin Tianhao swept a sidelong glance over the crowd.

"This brat—I taught him since he was young that when you're out and about, you have to put a premium on efficiency."

"Isn't it just a level-40 BOSS?"

"No need to make such a fuss."

Listening to Lin Tianhao's shameless Versailles speech.

Xu Wenchang's mouth corner twitched violently.

"Old Lin, that's quite enough."

"The corners of your mouth are almost splitting to the back of your head, and you're still putting on an act?"

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of laughter immediately erupted around them.

……

Meanwhile.

Ying Country, Supreme Academy.

Several thousand Ying Country students stared fixedly at the notification above the Team Fuben rift.

Utter silence.

One Ying Country student, voice trembling:

"That's… a first kill?"

"It's… it's Long Country?"

"Impossible?!"

"Didn't Long Country only send in one person?!"

"Three seconds?! What kind of joke is this?!"

"Baka! That's not possible! How could one person be faster than everyone else!"

"I get it now—probably the people from other countries, including our Lord Kamizuki, didn't take the first kill seriously; they were probably thinking about surrounding and crushing Long Country."

"Makes sense…"

"So that's what it was!"

The entire Team Fuben central plaza gradually grew lively.

At the front of the plaza.

Mentor Inoue Yu and Principal Tokugawa, the two of them stood frozen in place.

"Principal…"

Inoue Yu murmured:

"This… what is going on?"

"In less than three seconds… that person from Long Country took the first kill?"

Principal Tokugawa stared fixedly at that golden exclusive-weapon icon.

His hands unconsciously clenched tight within his long sleeves.

"Inoue."

Tokugawa's voice was low.

"It seems…"

"Long Country really did send that one Team Fuben-specialized class in."

Hearing these words.

Inoue Yu was stunned for a moment.

"Impossible?"

"Such an important class—just tossed into the Myriad Nations Battlefield without any protection?"

"Even an idiot could guess that this Myriad Nations Battlefield's level of danger must be different from previous sessions, right?"

Principal Tokugawa drew in a deep breath.

"Inoue."

"I believe Dragon Nation is not mad."

Inoue Arata froze.

"What do you mean?"

Principal Tokugawa sighed and said calmly:

"Such an important profession cannot simply be sent in to die for nothing."

"There is only one possibility..."

"This person is not merely specialized against monsters."

"He... likely possesses terrifyingly immense power."

"Power so great... that even facing a joint siege by seven nations, Dragon Nation's high command does not worry about his safety at all!"

Upon hearing this.

Inoue Arata froze, then shook his head frantically.

"No..."

"This is impossible!"

"Your Excellency! What kind of joke is this?"

"Powerful enough to ignore a siege of one hundred and forty people?"

Inoue Arata swallowed hard.

"Even Adams Family's strongest prodigy in history, the one hailed as a god descending to the mortal realm!"

"Could absolutely not have survived under such a terrifying siege!"

Principal Tokugawa let out a bitter smile.

"Yes..."

"I also think it's impossible."

"But if it isn't so..."

Principal Tokugawa countered:

"Tell me, on what basis does Dragon Nation dare to send him in?"

"Tell me, on what basis can Dragon Nation secure the first kill?"

Inoue Arata opened his mouth.

Yet he could not utter a single word.

Indeed.

The high command of no nation is a fool.

How could such an important profession be sent to die?"

Thinking of this.

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on Inoue Arata's forehead.

He panicked.

He truly panicked.

"Then... then Shinnatsuki and the others..."

"Shinnatsuki and Yagyu Kenichi are the most talented and hardest-working prodigies our Empire of Great Ying has seen in nearly a century!"

"They are the future of our Great Ying Empire!"

"If that Dragon Nation person is truly that terrifying..."

"Then they..."

Principal Tokugawa closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"It is too late to say anything now."

"We can do nothing."

"We can only pray..."

"That we are overthinking this."