Chapter 305: Dad, you

Beijing University.

Longyuan Pavilion cafeteria, top-floor private room.

A massive round table was piled high with empty plates of all sizes.

The plates stacked up like a small mountain.

Lin Mo gripped a thick rear leg of a Blazing Wild Boar and gnawed voraciously, grease dripping from his mouth.

The meat was extremely firm.

One bite sent a burst of rich fire element exploding instantly in his mouth.

"Whoosh—"

Lin Mo exhaled a hot breath.

Awesome.

In the skill bar.

"Fireball Spell" wore a look of deep satisfaction.

【"This rear leg of the Blazing Wild Boar? Not bad, I guess~"】

【"Though the spiciness is a bit lacking, the fire element is still plentiful—just 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 was truly excellent~"】

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

【"We must eat this again next time!"】

【"This is the refined cuisine a mage ought to enjoy!"】

"Earth Shield Spell" also chuckled warmly.

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

"Lightning Strike Spell," seeing his companions voice their opinions, snorted coldly.

【"Hmph, what do you know?"】

【"Of all these dishes, only the Lightning Thunder Beef Tenderloin is barely edible."】

【"Meat without electricity has no soul."】

Hearing Lightning Strike Spell's critique,

Lin Mo's chewing motion paused slightly.

His lips twitched.

"Little Lei, don't talk."

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

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

Hearing the master's complaint,

"Fireball Spell" instantly perked up.

【"Exactly!"】

【"Little Brother, why are you pretending all the time? Only meat with electricity has soul? Pfft!"】

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

Facing Fireball Spell's sarcasm,

Lightning Strike Spell didn't even lift its eyelids.

【"Foolish."】

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

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

【"Thunder does not cater to anyone."】

Fireball Spell snorted, its face full of disdain.

【"Hmph, it's just disgusting—still making excuses?"】

【"Is it really that hard to admit your dish is terrible?"】

Lightning Strike Spell replied, coldly aloof.

【"Why should I explain my actions to you?"】

Seeing the eldest and third sibling 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 is edible, that's fine!"】

Lin Mo paid no attention to the squabbling skills.

He simply kept gnawing on the boar leg.

At his feet,

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

The bowl was filled with premium nutrient paste made from mixed monster ingredients.

"Slurp… slurp…"

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

It possessed the Formless Body.

No matter the elemental nature of the food, it absorbed and converted it instantly and perfectly.

Meanwhile,

Lin Tianhao, seated across the table, stared blankly at the towering stacks of empty plates—higher than a man.

The private room was silent, save for Lin Mo's gnawing and Da Bai's licking.

Long moments passed.

Lin Tianhao finally swallowed hard.

He looked at his son, grease smeared across his mouth.

"Son…"

"Are you full?"

Lin Mo set down the boar leg bone.

Pulled out a napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Burp—"

"About done."

"About eighty percent full."

"Eighty percent?!"

Lin Tianhao's eyebrow twitched.

"No way, you little brat."

"Do you have any idea how much you just consumed?"

"An entire Blazing Wild Boar, half a Braised Earth Dragon, twenty chilled Polar Ice Clams…"

"Plus a whole Lightning Thunder Beef leg…"

"This is…"

"Enough for five people!"

Lin Tianhao was genuinely shocked.

He knew

that after transformation, most people's appetites increased significantly.

But his son's appetite? He'd never seen anything like it!

Too extreme!

Facing his father's shock,

Lin Mo remained calm.

He leaned back in his chair and spread his hands.

"Dad, chill out. Why so worked up?"

"Isn't it common knowledge that appetite increases after transformation?"

"Think about it—do you think your son is ordinary?"

"Your son is now a Four-Element Law King, and just fought a bloody battle on the Ten Nations Battlefield."

"So what if I eat more?"

Hearing Lin Mo's words,

Lin Tianhao stroked his chin.

True enough.

Ordinary people's appetites do increase after transformation.

Since his son is this strong, a larger appetite makes sense.

Besides, he just annihilated the Seven-Nation Alliance.

Alright.

Lin Tianhao let out a light laugh.

Whatever, order more if you're still hungry—I've got more than enough money.

Enough, enough—can't eat until you're stuffed, right? As the old saying goes, eat only eight-tenths full, and you'll live longer with no troubles.

Lin Mo waved his hand.

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

His gaze brimmed with the tender pride of a father.

Brat.

Lin Tianhao's tone carried a hint of concern.

Today on the Ten Nations Battlefield, you didn't get hurt at all, right?

Even though earlier in the Replica Square,

Lin Tianhao had been showing off to Nie Zhenguo and Guhe,

claiming his son could slaughter all seven nations with his eyes closed.

But that was all for outsiders' eyes.

A father,

how could he not worry about his own son?

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

Each wielding a legendary exclusive weapon.

Not even he in his prime, nor any prodigy in Blue Star's history, could have survived.

Lin Mo saw the flicker of worry in his father's eyes.

He smiled.

Don't worry, Dad.

Not a single hair was lost.

Their strength? Honestly, they can't even get close to me.

Lin Mo said casually.

Hearing his son's arrogant tone,

Lin Tianhao shot him an exasperated glare.

You brat, your arrogance definitely comes from me!

But still, when you're out there, stay careful—don't get tripped up 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 Dragon Nation's War God—haven't you been slacking off lately?

Lin Tianhao froze.

How the hell have I been slacking?

Lin Mo gave him a knowing half-smile.

I leveled up four more levels today.

I'm already level 45.

And tonight, I'll learn a new wind-element skill—unless something goes wrong, soon I'll be a Five-Element Magic King.

Tomorrow, I'm heading to Tianshui City to forge a Forbidden-class exclusive weapon.

Lin Mo tapped the table.

Once that's done, my combat power will multiply several times over.

Dad, you'd better pick up the pace.

Lin Mo stretched out the words.

Or else…

Before long, your reputation as Dragon Nation's War God will be overshadowed by your own son.