Chapter 71: Top Rank Big Brother?

“Poo on your head…?”

Lin Mo’s lips twitched.

He couldn’t understand how such a cute girl could say something so unhygienic.

“Han Mengqing, shut up.”

Before Lin Mo could answer, Han Mengyao glared at her sister.

After scolding her sister, Han Mengyao turned back and explained calmly:

“Sorry, my sister means you’re ranked first on the Dragon Order class list—everyone on that list is ranked by overall strength.”

Her sister Han Mengqing stuck out her tongue and nodded frantically:

“Yeah yeah, that’s exactly what I meant!”

“Whoa, how did a blank mage like you manage to crush all these SSS-rankers?”

“Even Ye Kong from Beijing, my sister, and Ling Xuan sister are all below you…”

“….”

Lin Mo’s lips twitched slightly.

Even if that’s what she meant, what kind of phrasing is “crushed below”?

Can’t you speak properly?

Han Mengqing went on with her self-introduction:

“Alright, Top Rank Big Brother, I’m a healer! We’re all classmates now, so please take care of me!”

“Healer?”

Lin Mo glanced at Han Mengqing in surprise.

A healer in the Dragon Order class?

Then her support ability must be top-tier, beyond top-tier.

The “Earth Shield Art” instantly became active.

【“Earth Shield Art” excited: Healer? A live, powerful healer! Master, master! Get close to her! With a strong healer around, our safety rating skyrockets!】

【“Fireball Art” sneered: Pfft, only the weak need support.】

【After saying that, “Fireball Art” glanced at the other side of the skill bar: Hey, third brother, you agree, right? We’re pure damage dealers—we don’t need any healer, right?】

【“Lightning Strike Art”: Boring.】

【“Fireball Art” fumed: You…】

Lin Mo, listening to the skills bickering, was speechless.

Might as well call Lightning Strike Art “Boring Brother” from now on.

“Pleasure to meet you—who doesn’t love a powerful healer? I’ll be counting on you for a few heals later, I’m quite fond of staying alive.”

Lin Mo smiled.

Whether he needed a healer later or not, they were classmates—some polite words wouldn’t hurt.

But the moment he said it,

Han Mengyao, who had just pulled out a book to read, paused.

She looked up at Lin Mo:

“If you don’t want trouble, don’t let her heal you.”

Lin Mo froze.

“Huh? Why?”

“Sis! How can you undermine me in front of outsiders!”

Han Mengqing immediately pouted and shouted angrily:

“Top Rank Big Brother, don’t listen to my sister—she’s just jealous because I’m popular!”

“My healing output and buffs? Among all my peers in the whole nation, I’m second to none!”

After saying this, Han Mengqing stole a glance at her sister.

Han Mengyao said nothing more, only sniffed and lowered her head back to her book.

Lin Mo watched the sisters’ reactions. Though puzzled, he didn’t dwell on it.

After all, Han Mengqing seemed so full of energy—she didn’t look like the type to harm anyone.

And a support in the Dragon Order class? Definitely a top-tier powerhouse.

Probably just sisterly bickering.

Just then,

Another girl with long flowing hair walked over.

Seeing her, Han Mengqing’s eyes lit up and she waved enthusiastically:

“Ling Xuan sister! Over here! Why are you so late?”

Chu Lingxuan hurried over, her face apologetic.

“Sorry… Mengqing, Mengyao.”

“On the platform, a little kitten nearly fell into a track gap—I helped it out.”

“After rescuing it, I gave it some food, so I was delayed…”

Han Mengqing pulled Chu Lingxuan down to sit beside her, saying:

“Aww, our Ling Xuan sister is still so kind—she’s practically a living bodhisattva!”

Then, with enthusiasm, Han Mengqing began introducing:

“Ling Xuan sister, let me introduce you—this is our top-ranked student this year, the blank mage Lin Mo!”

Then she pointed to Chu Lingxuan and told Lin Mo:

“Top Rank Big Brother, this is our Ling Xuan sister—SSS-rank Light-element [Dawn Arbiter], an ultra-strong tank!”

Chu Lingxuan’s cheeks flushed red; she lowered her head shyly, looking uneasy:

“T-top Rank Big Brother… hello.”

“Pfft—”

Lin Mo nearly broke his composure.

He felt like any second he’d be asked to send a rocket.

“Uh… don’t listen to her—just call me Lin Mo.”

Lin Mo waved his hand.

“O-okay… Lin Mo classmate.”

Chu Lingxuan nodded obediently.

Lin Mo studied her.

Long hair like a waterfall, delicate features, soft-spoken.

She looked nothing like the strongest tank.

【“Fireball Art” skeptical: This? SSS-rank strongest tank? Are you kidding?】

【“Earth Shield Art” adored her: Wow, she looks so gentle—she must be a good person!】

But Lin Mo didn’t think much of it.

After all, she was SSS-rank and a rare Light-element—she was definitely strong.

Suddenly,

Chu Lingxuan turned to Lin Mo and said seriously:

“Lin Mo classmate, you’re top-ranked, so your strength is unquestionable—but mages are fragile…”

“We’re all classmates now—if you’re ever in danger during battle, just stand behind me.”

“I’ll do my best to protect you!”

Lin Mo paused, looking at Chu Lingxuan’s earnest face—partly amused, partly touched.

This girl… was truly sincere.

“Then I’ll thank you in advance, Chu classmate.”

Lin Mo accepted gladly, not refusing her kindness.

After all, having a powerful Light-element tank as a teammate was clearly no bad thing.

And the girl had a kind heart—befriending her couldn’t hurt.

Just then,

Chu Lingxuan seemed to remember something, turning curiously toward the back of the carriage:

“By the way, what’s going on over there?”

Everyone turned to look.

There, the once-boastful bald giant now huddled in a corner seat, wrapped in thick blankets, shivering violently.

A train medic was working frantically.

Several guards stood nearby.

“C-cold… so cold… save… please save me…”

The bald giant’s lips were purple, teeth chattering.

“Tsk tsk tsk…”

Han Mengqing turned away, smirking with delight:

"Serves him right, ignore that guy, Lingxuan sister, let’s play cards!"

"Oh… alright, it is pretty boring in the car."

Chu Lingxuan softly agreed.

Han Mengyao, without a moment’s thought, refused:

"Not interested. You play, I’m reading."

Saying this, she adjusted her posture and returned to her book.

Han Mengqing was even happier, "Perfect! Let’s play Landlord with the three of us!"

She pulled out a deck of playing cards from her small bag.

"How about it, Top Donor? A couple rounds?"

"Sure, why not? Let’s play two rounds."

Lin Mo agreed without hesitation.

After all, the drive to Beijing was still long; it was a good way to pass the time.

"But don’t call me Top Donor. Just call me Lin Mo, okay?"

Lin Mo reminded her with a hint of exasperation.

Han Mengqing stuck out her tongue and shuffled the cards skillfully:

"Got it, got it! Okay, Lin Mo classmate!"