Chapter 305

Beijing University.

Longyuan Pavilion cafeteria, top-floor private room.

On a massive round table, piles of empty plates, large and small, were stacked high.

The plates rose like a small mountain.

Lin Mo gripped a thick hind leg of a Blazing Boar and gnawed voraciously, oil dripping from his mouth.

The meat was extremely firm.

With one bite, rich fire elements exploded instantly in his mouth.

"Whoo—"

Lin Mo exhaled a hot breath.

Delicious.

In the skill bar.

"Fireball Spell" wore a look of deep satisfaction.

【"This Blazing Boar's hind leg? Decent enough, I guess~"】

【"Though the spiciness is a bit lacking, the fire elements are still plentiful—just barely enough to satisfy this lord's appetite!"】

"Ice Spike Spell" also let out a burp, its tone languid.

【"I must say, Master, that chilled Polar Ice Clam meat was truly excellent~"】

【"After finishing the whole thing, this young lady feels icy and cool all over—so comfortable~"】

【"We must eat it again next time!"】

【"This is the refined cuisine a spellcaster deserves!"】

"Earth Shield Spell" also chuckled warmly.

【"Brother Two thinks the Braised Earth Rock Dragon Tendon was the best! So chewy! After eating it, Brother Two feels even tougher!"】

"Lightning Strike Spell," seeing his companions voice their post-meal opinions, let out a cold snort.

【"Hmph, what do you know?"】

【"Of all these dishes, only the 'Thundering Ox Tenderloin' is barely edible."】

【"Meat without electricity has no soul."】

Hearing "Lightning Strike Spell"'s evaluation,

Lin Mo's chewing motion paused slightly.

His lips twitched faintly.

"Xiao Lei, don't say that."

"Your dish is the darkest cuisine of them all."

"I took one bite, and now my whole mouth is numb."

Hearing the master's complaint,

"Fireball Spell" instantly perked up.

【"Exactly!"】

【"Little Brother Three, why do you keep acting so high and mighty? Only meat with electricity has a soul? Pfft!"】

【"Look at what dish you ordered—it made the master's mouth crooked!"】

Facing "Fireball Spell"'s sarcasm,

"Lightning Strike Spell" didn't even lift his eyelids.

【"Foolish."】

【"The meat contains the power of Thunder Punishment."】

【"The master feels numbness because his current body still needs more forging."】

【"Thunder does not cater to anyone."】

Hearing this, "Fireball Spell" snorted, face brimming with disdain.

【"Hmph, it's just disgusting—now you're making excuses?"】

【"Is it really that hard to admit your dish tastes awful?"】

Upon hearing this, "Lightning Strike Spell" replied with icy aloofness.

【"Does this lord need to explain his actions to you?"】

Seeing the eldest and third brother at odds,

"Earth Shield Spell" quickly stepped in to mediate.

【"Oh my, we're all family—harmony brings prosperity, harmony brings prosperity~"】

【"As long as the food's edible, that's enough!"】

Lin Mo paid no attention to the skills' bickering.

He simply kept gnawing on the boar leg.

At his feet,

Da Bai had buried his entire head inside a large stainless-steel bowl.

The bowl was filled with premium nutrient mash made from various demonic creatures.

"Slurp… slurp…"

Da Bai didn't even lift his head, his tail wagging like a windmill.

He was a Formless Body.

Whatever elemental food he swallowed, he instantly absorbed and transformed perfectly.

And at this moment.

Sitting across from him, Lin Tianhao stared blankly at the stacks of empty plates on the table, piled higher than he was.

The private room was very quiet, with only the sound of Lin Mo gnawing bones and Big White licking the basin.

A long while passed.

Lin Tianhao finally swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Looking at his son, whose mouth was dripping with oil.

"Son…"

"Are you full?"

Lin Mo set down the pig leg bone in his hand.

He pulled out a paper napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Burp—"

"Pretty much."

"About eighty percent full, I guess."

"Eighty percent full?!"

Lin Tianhao's eye twitched.

"No, you stinky brat."

"Do you have any idea how much you just put away?"

"A whole Blazing Flame Boar, half a Braised Earth Rock Dragon, twenty Ice-Chilled Polar Snow Toads…"

"Plus an entire leg of Lei Ting Mad Bull…"

"This freaking…"

"That's food for five people…"

Lin Tianhao was genuinely startled.

He knew.

Generally speaking, after a class change, one's appetite would increase quite a bit.

But an appetite like his son's here — he had truly never seen the likes of it in his life!

Way too exaggerated!

Facing his old man's shock.

Lin Mo, however, wore a face of utter calm.

He leaned back in his chair and spread his hands.

"Dad, keep calm, why get so worked up?"

"After a class change, generally speaking, appetite increases — isn't that common sense?"

"And think about it — is your son an ordinary person?"

"Your son is now a Four-Element Archmage, and he just fought a bloody battle in the Myriad Nations Battlefield."

"What's wrong with eating a bit more?"

Listening to Lin Mo's words.

Lin Tianhao stroked his chin.

Indeed, yeah.

An ordinary person's appetite would increase after a class change.

His own son was this strong, so a bigger increase in appetite was indeed nothing wrong.

Not to mention, he had just wiped out the Seven Nations Allied Army.

"Fine then."

Lin Tianhao chuckled lightly.

"Whatever, if it's not enough just keep ordering, your old man's got plenty of money."

"Enough, enough, can't eat till I'm stuffed, right? As the old saying goes, eat only till eighty percent full, live longer with no worries."

Lin Mo waved his hand.

Lin Tianhao gazed at his son, his eyes gradually softening.

His gaze was full of a father's love and pride.

"Stinky brat."

Lin Tianhao's tone carried a trace of concern.

"Today on the Myriad Nations Battlefield, you really didn't take a single injury, right?"

Although that afternoon at Team Fuben Plaza.

Lin Tianhao had been showing off to Nie Zhenguo and Principal Guhe.

Saying his son could slaughter through the Seven Nations with his eyes closed.

But that was all for outsiders to see.

As a father.

Who wouldn't worry about his own son?

That was a hundred and forty fully armed top geniuses from every nation.

Each with a Legendary-tier exclusive weapon.

Let alone him back in the day, no genius in the entire history of Blue Star would have had the slightest chance of surviving.

Lin Mo looked at the trace of worry in his old man's eyes.

He smiled.

"Relax, Dad."

"Not a single hair fell."

"Their strength? To be blunt, they can't even get close to me."

Lin Mo said轻松ly.

Hearing his son's arrogant tone,

Lin Tianhao shot him an irritated glare.

"You brat, your arrogance definitely comes from me!"

"But when you're out there, stay careful—don't capsize in a ditch."

Lin Mo nodded.

"Got it."

Then Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, looking at Lin Tianhao with a half-smile.

"It's you I'm talking about."

"Dad, you're the mighty War God of Longguo—haven't you been slacking lately?"

Lin Tianhao froze.

"How the hell have I been slacking?"

Lin Mo looked at him with a half-smile.

"I leveled up four more levels today."

"I'm already level 45."

"Plus, tonight I'll learn a new Wind skill—unless something goes wrong, soon I'll become a Five-Element Law King."

"And tomorrow I'm heading to Tianshui City to forge a Forbidden-class exclusive weapon."

Lin Mo tapped the table.

"By then, my combat power will multiply several times over."

"Dad, you'd better pick up the pace."

Lin Mo deliberately stretched out his words.

"Otherwise…"

"Before long, your reputation as the War God of Longguo will be overshadowed by your own son."