Chapter 372: Even Twenty Thousand Pigs—One Person Couldn't Kill Them All, Right?

Inside the command center.

After hearing Wan Chongshan's report.

Feng Cangqiong's brow furrowed as well.

"War Giant?"

"That's not an easy opponent to deal with."

Feng Cangqiong asked in a low voice:

"Commander Wan, what's the estimated scale of the beast tide gathering so far?"

Hearing this question.

Wan Chongshan's expression turned serious once more.

"Feng, based on the intel from our scouts, this beast tide is estimated at over two hundred thousand…"

"Two hundred thousand?!"

The moment that number came out.

Even Yan Lie beside them couldn't help exclaiming in shock.

A beast tide of two hundred thousand in scale.

Could already be called a 'super-large beast tide.'

Even in the past ten years, beast tides reaching the two-hundred-thousand level could be counted on one hand!

"That doesn't add up, does it?"

A hint of doubt crept into Feng Cangqiong's tone.

"Outside Star-Forging Town, there shouldn't be this many magical beasts, right? Enough to support a beast tide of this scale?"

Hearing this.

Wan Chongshan gave a bitter smile and shook his head.

"Feng, you're right."

"That's exactly what I find strangest."

"According to the frontline scouts' investigation, over eighty percent of the magical beasts in this tide came from fifty kilometers out, even a hundred."

"The common magical beasts within thirty kilometers of Star-Forging Town, on the other hand, are relatively scarce."

"Too bizarre."

As Wan Chongshan's words faded.

Feng Cangqiong and Yan Lie beside him exchanged a glance.

After their eyes met, both looked at Lin Mo at the same time.

They both knew perfectly well.

The magical beasts within thirty kilometers of Star-Forging Town had been plucked clean by Lin Mo over the past two days—how could they not be scarce?

"Ahem."

Feng Cangqiong withdrew his gaze and gave a dry cough:

"To attract magical beasts from a hundred kilometers away, most likely… the Adams family is behind it."

"The Adams family?"

Wan Chongshan frowned.

"Feng, you mean they herded the monsters into the range where that 'War Giant' could trigger a beast tide?"

"Exactly."

Feng Cangqiong nodded.

The next moment.

Wan Chongshan understood immediately.

"They… are they coming for Lin Mo?"

"If my guess isn't wrong, then yes."

Feng Cangqiong's expression turned serious.

Receiving Feng's confirmation, Wan Chongshan's face flushed red in an instant.

He suddenly burst out with a curse.

"Son of a bitch!"

"These bastards—killing Lin Mo is worth doing something like this? Have they all gone mad?"

"Do they really think our Dragon Nation has no one left?!"

Wan Chongshan suddenly raised his head.

"President Lin, rest assured!"

"As long as Wan Chongshan is here!"

"If they want to touch you, they'll have to step over my corpse first!"

As Wan Chongshan's words faded.

The four guild leaders behind him were utterly enraged as well.

Lei Zhen cursed on the spot:

"Fuck his mother!"

"What the hell is the Adams family! They dare to run wild on our Dragon Nation's turf?"

"President Lin, rest assured—whoever dares touch you, I'll be the first to split them open!"

Watching these Dragon Nation men.

A warm current also flowed through Lin Mo's heart.

This is the Dragon Nation.

When the enemy is at the gates, even knowing it means certain death, they will use their flesh and blood to forge a Great Wall.

Feng Cangqiong looked at the impassioned crowd.

He smiled faintly and waved his hand:

"Enough."

"This old man has seen your resolve."

Feng Cangqiong said proudly:

"But it matters not."

"So long as this old man is here."

"In this world, no one can touch a hair on Lin Mo's head right under this old man's nose."

Hearing Feng-lao's words.

Wan Chongshan only then came back to his senses.

That's right — with Feng Cangqiong here, what is there to worry about?

"Feng-lao's words are right."

"With you here, I worried for nothing."

Then.

Wan Chongshan paused.

Although he was now the highest military commander of Starforge Town.

Before Feng Cangqiong, he still needed to request instructions for the next course of action.

"Feng-lao."

Wan Chongshan asked respectfully:

"For the incoming beast tide, how should we respond?"

"Should we let the city garrison and the major guilds go up first, to wear down a wave of monsters?"

"Or…"

Wan Chongshan asked tentatively:

"Or will you, Feng-lao, personally take action and directly suppress this beast tide?"

The presidents of the four great guilds also pricked up their ears.

Although they did not fear death.

They had also already prepared to stand at the very front line for the people of Starforge Town, and to fight until the very last drop of blood.

But.

No matter how much fighting spirit they had.

They were still the heads of their respective guilds — who would wish to see their own brothers die horribly beneath the monsters' claws?

If Feng-lao could personally act and suppress the beast tide.

Or rather, drastically reduce the casualties.

That would be the best outcome.

However.

Feng Cangqiong merely shook his head.

"When the beast tide comes, let Lin Mo go first."

"…"

"???"

"Huh?"

This answer.

Truly caught everyone present off guard.

A full several seconds passed.

Only then did Wan Chongshan come back to himself.

"Feng-lao, this… isn't appropriate, is it?"

"I'm not doubting President Lin's strength."

"President Lin's talent, the whole nation has seen with its own eyes — it is absolutely one in a million."

"But, that is a beast tide of two hundred thousand!"

"Lin Mo, when all is said and done, is still just an eighteen-year-old newcomer — how could he face a beast tide of two hundred thousand alone?"

Hearing Commander Wan speak up.

The presidents of the four great guilds behind him also began to dissuade him in turn.

"That's right, Feng-lao."

"Commander Wan speaks true — no matter how you put it, Lin Mo is still just a child; is it too much to ask him to face this beast tide right now?"

"Feng-lao, a large-scale battlefield like this is a complete meat-grinder — Lin Mo is only eighteen now, there's no need…"

"Right, Feng-lao, and besides, President Lin is only at the high-rank right now, isn't he?"

"At the high-rank stage, no matter how strong one is, before such a massive beast tide, it's like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"Feng-lao, please reconsider! President Lin is the future pillar of our Dragon Nation — he absolutely cannot take such a meaningless risk at this stage!"

"Feng-lao, let us old bones go instead — Lin Mo can just watch from the city wall."

Listening to the crowd's heated, overlapping attempts to dissuade him.

In the skill bar.

【"How dare you!"】

【Fireball】 flew into a rage.

【"What kind of bullshit are these ants spouting?!"】

【"No matter how many ants there are, they're still just ants. So what if there are two hundred thousand of them? The result will be the same, won't it?"】

【Ice Spike】 was also somewhat displeased.

【"Hmph!"】

【"Frogs at the bottom of a well — you don't understand the master's power at all."】

Although the skills all showed displeasure at their master being looked down upon.

Lin Mo himself didn't feel any annoyance.

On the contrary, he was well aware.

These people were truly risking their lives to protect him.

This was the simple, honest, and hot-blooded nature unique to the soldiers and professionals of the Dragon Nation.

Feng Cangqiong stretched out a hand and gently pressed it downward.

Signaling the crowd to quiet down.

"Enough."

"What are you all thinking?"

"Acting as if this old man isn't here, are you?"

"With this old man watching from the side, what could possibly go wrong?"

"If it really becomes too much to handle, this old man will step in on his own."

Then.

Feng Cangqiong looked toward Wan Chongshan and asked:

"Commander Wan."

"How far is the beast tide from us now?"

Hearing Feng-lao's question.

Wan Chongshan immediately tossed a glance at the adjutant beside him.

The adjutant, seeing this, hurriedly reported:

"Report — ten seconds ago, the frontline scouts sent in the latest position. The beast tide is currently thirteen kilometers from Casting Star Town."

Hearing this.

Feng Cangqiong gave a slight nod.

He turned to look at Lin Mo, Mo Qianjun, and Yan Lie.

"Let's go."

"We'll head out and wait."

……

As the figures of Feng Cangqiong, Lin Mo, and the others disappeared beyond the door.

The command post fell into dead silence.

Wan Chongshan and the presidents of the four great guilds stood frozen in place.

What did Feng-lao's words just now mean?

What did he mean by, if Lin Mo really couldn't hold on, he would step in?

The implication was, wasn't it.

In Feng-lao's eyes.

Lin Mo really had a chance — alone — to hold back this beast tide of two hundred thousand?

What kind of joke was this!

Even if it were two hundred thousand pigs, one person couldn't slaughter them all, could they?

Wan Chongshan abruptly grabbed his military jacket and threw it over his shoulders.

"Move out!"

"Let's go take a look!"