Chapter 66: A Blank Mage Pooping on an SSS-Rank Boss's Head?

"Holy shit..."

Lin Mo looked at that long string of damage numbers and couldn't help but swallow hard.

This is ten times higher than the Flame Pillar with all fire circles stacked and full power unleashed?!

Is this little Thunder still human?

Lin Mo paused, then realized.

Oh, right, it apparently isn't human after all. My bad.

At this moment, the skill panel was utterly silent.

A few seconds later.

【Earth Shield tapped Fireball: Big Brother, seven figures. Looks like... Third Brother seems a bit more fierce than you.】

The skill bar fell silent.

If skills had physical form, Fireball would want to jump up and slam-dunk Earth Shield right now.

Did you really need to remind me?

And what does "a bit more fierce" even mean?

Ten times is "a bit more fierce"?

Are you mocking this Lord?

Fireball glanced at Thunder Strike.

But it found Thunder Strike just sitting there quietly.

Not a word spoken, not even bothering to look at it once.

Fireball was somewhat shaken.

Sometimes, saying nothing hurts far more than speaking.

What does silence represent?

It represents disregard.

It means the other party doesn't even consider you an opponent on the same level.

This silent contempt was, for the proud Fireball, far more painful than being killed.

【Fireball stared fiercely at Thunder Strike; the originally violent, leaping flames suddenly calmed down.】

【Fireball said coldly: Newcomer, this Lord admits you are indeed very strong. This time, this Lord lost by a margin.】

【Fireball shifted tone: But remember this, it is only temporary!】

【Fireball spoke firmly: The potential of fire is infinite! This Lord is destined to become a world-destroying forbidden spell! One day, this Lord will make you witness with your own eyes what true fire supremacy is!】

【Thunder Strike: Oh.】

【Fireball:...】

Seeing this, Lin Mo felt a wave of gratification in his heart.

"That's right."

"Admit the gap, face the gap, then surpass it. That is what a mature skill should look like."

"We are one family; we need this kind of healthy competitive atmosphere."

"Little Huo, I'm rooting for you!"

Lin Mo offered some timely encouragement.

【Fireball suddenly asked: What about that reward? That heart?】

Lin Mo thought for a moment and said:

"It hasn't arrived yet. They said it would be delivered tonight."

【Fireball's tone became incredibly serious: Once it arrives, please eat it immediately.】

Huh?

Lin Mo was stunned.

Why did Little Huo suddenly become so polite and serious?

It seems that little Thunder really provoked Little Huo; it's determined to work hard now.

"Fine, fine, fine. I'll arrange it once it arrives."

Lin Mo agreed.

【Fireball added one more thing: Best eaten raw.】

"?"

Lin Mo's mouth twitched and he flatly refused:

"Impossible! Don't even think about it!"

Fireball fell silent for a moment, finally offering no further rebuttal, and quieted down.

It compromised.

Lin Mo glanced upward.

"Let's go, back to sleep. What a damn weather."

Lin Tianhao looked around and shouted to the dense crowd:

"Alright, alright, everyone disperse! Go back! Don't get soaked in the rain!"

"Yes!"

The servants, each wearing expressions of reluctance, dispersed in small groups.

Lin Tianhao and Su Wan didn't leave; instead, they waited for Lin Mo to walk over.

"Dad, Mom."

Lin Mo walked over with a smile.

"Good lad!"

Lin Tianhao stepped forward and gave Lin Mo's shoulder a heavy pat. "The stir you've caused is even bigger than what your old man made back in the day!"

"Old Lin, stop putting gold on your own face—it's way bigger, alright."

Su Wan shot Lin Tianhao a look.

Lin Tianhao gave an awkward chuckle, then said to Lin Mo:

"Oh right, I almost forgot—the roster for Long Xu Ban won't be announced for a while yet, but you should be on it."

"Get to bed early tonight. Report to the capital tomorrow."

"Huh?!"

Lin Mo was stunned. "Tomorrow? That fast?"

Everyone else had summer vacation—was his summer vacation just going to be snatched away like this?

Lin Tianhao nodded, his tone turning somewhat solemn:

"Yes, Long Xu Ban is different."

"Long Xu Ban isn't just some ordinary university. Each cohort only has twenty people, and it holds an extremely important strategic significance for Dragon Nation. You'll understand once you get there."

Seeing this, Lin Mo could only agree.

"Fine, fine, I got it."

Whatever—staying home was pretty boring anyway.

Come to think of it, he'd never been to the capital.

Perfect chance to go take a look.

"Oh right, Dad."

Lin Mo suddenly remembered. "What about my first-place reward? Has it arrived?"

The moment his words fell—

A butler in a black uniform, carrying a metal case, walked over briskly.

"Master, Young Master, the item has just been delivered."

Lin Tianhao took the case, handed it to Lin Mo, and smiled. "Just mentioned it and it's here. Decide for yourself how to handle it."

The case felt heavy in Lin Mo's hands.

He immediately passed it to his mom Su Wan and said with a serious face: "Mom, have the kitchen take care of it."

Su Wan asked with a smile: "No problem. How do you want it handled? Braised? Steamed? Or sliced for hot pot?"

Lin Mo thought for a moment.

"Umm… Mom, make it steak-style, medium-rare."

"Sear the outside a bit to lock in the juices, and the inside… try to keep it as natural as possible. Add plenty of sauce."

Su Wan nodded:

"Alright, Mom will go arrange it now."

"Thanks, Mom!"

……

……

Meanwhile, several thousand kilometers away.

The Capital.

In an office on the top floor of the Dragon Nation Professionals Association headquarters building.

The lights were blazing bright.

"Xiao Lin, the roster for Long Xu Ban is confirmed. I'll send it to you—get ready to publish it."

A middle-aged supervisor said to a young clerk.

"Got it, received."

Xiao Lin scanned the roster in the document, his gaze first landing on the first few lines.

【1. Lin Mo, Jianghai City, Mage (None)】

【2. Ye Kong, Capital, Space Walker (SSS)】

【3. Chu Lingxuan, Magic Capital, Dawn Adjudicator (SSS)】

【4. Han Mengyao, Magic Capital, Lord of Winter (SSS)】

Just looking at these professions, Xiao Lin could feel a wave of powerful aura washing over him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is Long Xu Ban alright—full of monsters."

He sighed.

Suddenly, he noticed the very top line and froze.

"Huh? Boss, what kind of profession is this first one?"

Xiao Lin looked at the supervisor, his face full of confusion.

The supervisor took a sip of coffee and rolled his eyes in exasperation:

"Don't you have eyes? Isn't it written right there?"

Xiao Lin grew even more bewildered and scratched his head:

"I know it's Mage, but why does it just say Mage? What does the 'None' in the brackets mean? A mistake?"

"A Blank-Plate Mage, you idiot."

The supervisor replied offhandedly.

"???"

"A Blank-Plate Mage?"

Xiao Lin froze.

The supervisor nodded calmly:

"I've already confirmed it two or three times with the higher-ups. They didn't get it wrong up there — it's a Blank-Plate Mage."

"……"

Xiao Lin stared at the roster in disbelief.

According to the rules of previous years, the order of names on the Long Xu Ban roster was not arranged casually.

It was sorted according to a comprehensive assessment of strength.

Xiao Lin felt his worldview had taken a tremendous blow.

"How… how is this even possible?"

The supervisor glanced at the time and urged him on:

"Alright, stop making such a fuss. Why do you care so much? If they told you to post it, just post it. Hurry up and finish so we can get off work."

Xiao Lin shrank his neck. Although he had ten thousand complaints he wanted to spit out, he still nodded obediently.

"Fine, fine, fine, posting it now, posting it now…"

He muttered softly as he moved the mouse:

"You really do see everything if you live long enough — a Blank-Plate Mage crapping on top of an SSS-rank… that's truly surreal. Better hurry up and post it so I can go home and play games to calm my nerves…"