Chapter 83: This Is True Perspective!

"Hahahaha."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yifeng laughed loudly and said:

"According to regulations, extra loot obtained during outdoor guard missions is generally disposed of by our guard team itself."

Hearing these words, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

That makes it easy to handle.

Since it is ownerless property that can be disposed of at will, everything is negotiable.

"Team Leader Shen, name a price, I'll buy it."

Lin Mo spoke directly.

Shen Yifeng shook his head, however, and handed the scroll directly to Lin Mo, his tone serious and sincere:

"Buy what? Take it!"

"If it weren't for the help of your Long Xu Ban this time, let alone this scroll, the lives of everyone in this carriage would probably have been lost here; a major incident would surely have occurred."

"You were originally the one with the top merit; this spoils of war belong to you, which is only right and proper."

Shen Yifeng knew the score clearly in his heart.

This was not just out of gratitude.

It was also because of the terrifying potential Lin Mo had displayed.

A three-element mage who could solo a beast tide at level 20 and turn the tide at a critical moment.

Even a fool knows how terrifying Lin Mo's future achievements will be.

Doing a favor now and cultivating a good relationship; no matter how you calculate it, this deal is a huge profit.

Rather than holding this hot potato to sell for money, it is better to give it to the future "Magic God."

Lin Mo did not reach out to take it, but refused, saying:

"One thing is one thing."

"Without you holding the line in front, I wouldn't have had that output environment."

"We are all risking our lives; I cannot take this for free."

Lin Mo was not short of money.

As the young master of the Tianlan Potion Group, problems that could be solved with money were no problems for him.

Debts of favor are the hardest to repay; if it can be bought, why incur a debt of favor?

Seeing this, Shen Yifeng frowned and still wanted to force the item on Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo, you are being too distant! We are soldiers; protecting the family and defending the country is our duty. Our lives were picked up from the jaws of death; do we care about such things? Take it!"

Lin Mo smiled helplessly, stepped back half a pace, and said seriously:

"Team Leader Shen, if you do not accept the money, holding this item makes my hands burn."

"The brothers also have families and dependents; many were injured this time. Follow-up treatment and settlement fees all require money. If I take this item, do you want the brothers to drink the northwest wind?"

"Enough, stop refusing. If you, Team Leader Shen, do not agree, then I won't take this scroll."

Seeing Lin Mo's determined eyes, Shen Yifeng felt a warm current surge in his heart.

This young man was not only strong in ability but also principled in his conduct, making people feel comfortable in their hearts.

He sighed and said bitterly:

"Alright, since you have said so much, let us follow the old rules of wild teams: everyone bids. The final proceeds will be split equally among the others."

Lin Mo nodded and said cheerfully:

"Fine, then... how about this? I offer thirty million Dragon Kingdom currency!"

"Pfft—"

Xiao Liu, who was drinking water, spat the water out immediately.

The surrounding guard team members also widened their eyes one by one, doubting they had heard correctly.

"H-how much? Thirty million?"

This could not be blamed on them.

Such temple scrolls were almost unseen on the market; they generally circulated privately among major top guilds or wealthy families, traded through special channels.

For guard team members like them who supported their families on fixed wages, this item was a legend.

And thirty million...

This number was simply astronomical to them!

This was money they could only save by working for ten years without eating or drinking!

"Student Lin Mo, this is too much..."

Shen Yifeng hurriedly wanted to refuse.

"It is not too much."

Lin Mo waved his hand. "This scroll has a price but no market; if it were truly put up for a fierce bid at an auction house, thirty million might not even secure it."

"Besides, this also serves to calm the brothers' nerves."

"Everyone risked their lives for a battle; we cannot possibly return empty-handed, can we?"

After speaking, Lin Mo turned his head to look at Han Mengyao and the others, smiling as he asked:

"According to the bidding process, does anyone raise the price?"

Han Mengyao rolled her eyes, put away her long spear, and said: "I am an ice-element mage; would you give this thunder-fire scroll to me to burn as waste paper?"

Han Mengqing spread her hands even more:

"I am a support."

Chu Lingxuan also shook her head: "I am a light-element knight; I do not need it."

Seeing this, Lin Mo's gaze swept over the other members of the escort team.

"Anyone else? Bid freely, don't hold back."

The crowd exchanged glances at Lin Mo's grand display of wealth.

Bid higher?

What a joke — he opened with thirty million, how could anyone top that?

Who could come up with that much liquid capital?

Seeing no one respond, Shen Yifeng announced:

"Alright, no further bids — this scroll belongs to Lin Mo."

Lin Mo didn't dawdle, stowing the scroll into his panel backpack.

He then asked Shen Yifeng for a bank card number and transferred the funds on the spot.

"Ding—"

In less than half a minute, Shen Yifeng's phone buzzed.

Looking at the long string of zeros in the deposit notification, Shen Yifeng's hand trembled slightly.

"Then… thank you, Lin Shao."

Shen Yifeng didn't stand on ceremony any longer, and solemnly rendered a military salute.

The team members behind him saluted in unison as well, their eyes filled with gratitude and reverence as they looked at Lin Mo.

Now that's what you call vision!

Strong, principled, and damn rich to boot!

Is this what a big shot looks like?

Just then.

The phone in Lin Mo's pocket suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw it was a call from his mother, Su Wan.

"Hey, Mom."

On the other end of the line, Su Wan's extremely anxious voice came through at once:

"Mo'er! Son! Are you alright?!"

"I just got word that your train was hit by a massive beast tide?"

"Are you hurt? Say something! You're going to worry your mother to death!"

Hearing his mother's concern, Lin Mo felt a warmth in his heart:

"Mom, I'm fine, perfectly okay. Isn't the fact that I can still take your call proof enough?"

"Quick, turn on the camera, let me see you!"

Su Wan urged anxiously.

Lin Mo had no choice but to switch to a video call.

The camera panned — Lin Mo waved it across his own handsome face, then swept it around at the people nearby.

"See? Everyone's fine, the crisis is already over."

On the video screen,

Su Wan was in a professional outfit, the background apparently some upscale conference room.

"Hello, ma'am!"

Han Mengqing greeted her sweetly.

Han Mengyao and Chu Lingxuan also waved politely.

Seeing this, Su Wan finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"You scared me to death… truly scared me to death. If something had happened to you, how would your father and I even go on…"

"Ah, don't worry, Mom — what could possibly happen to me…"

Lin Mo soothed Su Wan.

Meanwhile.

Han Mengqing suddenly said in a low voice:

"Huh? Isn't that Chairman Su?"

"Chairman Su? Which Chairman Su?"

Han Mengyao was taken aback.

Han Mengqing explained excitedly:

"Oh, sis! Don't you read financial news? Su Wan! The chairwoman of Tianlan Magic Drugs — the biggest magic drug corporation in Jiangnan Province!"

"What? The Tianlan Magic Drugs that monopolize seventy percent of the province's high-grade magic drug market?"

Chu Lingxuan was also shocked.

The way they looked at Lin Mo instantly changed.

No wonder he could casually put up thirty million.

Turns out he's a super-rich second generation…

Lin Mo said into the phone:

"Oh right, Mom, let me tell you something."

"That BOSS just dropped a 【Thunderfire Temple Scroll】, the kind that can drop combo-skill materials."

"I discussed it with the brothers from the escort team and bought it for thirty million."

"That price is worth it, right?"

On the other end, Su Wan heard this, and her eyes lit up instantly:

"A Temple Scroll? Worth it! So worth it!"

"Something like a Temple Scroll — don't even talk about thirty million, put it on an auction and it'd be bid up to three hundred million in minutes!"

"For good stuff like this, collect as many as you can! If you don't have enough money, tell your mom!"

Lin Mo smiled:

"Alright then, good. I happen to have just enough in my card. Mom, transfer me some more later, or I won't even be able to afford meals at school."

"Pfft, it's nothing."

Su Wan waved her hand grandly, her aura overwhelmingly domineering:

"Later I'll have finance transfer fifty million to your card. If it's not enough, just ask for more. Buy whatever you want, don't shortchange yourself."

"As long as you're safe, money is just paper!"

The people around them listened to this mother-and-son conversation, exchanging glances.

So this is the world of the rich?

Thirty million is picking up a bargain, fifty million is pocket money…

Lin Mo exchanged a few pleasantries with his mom and hung up the phone.

The moment he hung up, he felt the gazes from all around landing on him.

"Ahem… what's up?"

Lin Mo rubbed his nose.

"Big spender, please let me cling to your thigh!"

Han Mengqing's face was full of flattery. "I can shout 666, and I can add BUFFs — can you spare me some pocket money?"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes:

"Shoo, shoo, go play somewhere else."

Just then.

Rumble rumble rumble—

A series of tremendous roars came from the sky.

Everyone looked up.

From the distant clouds, a dark mass of armed transport planes roared in.

"Reinforcements… have finally arrived."

Xiao Liu looked at the spectacle in the sky, somewhat moved.

Although the crisis had already been resolved, seeing reinforcements arrive so swiftly and powerfully still filled his heart with a sense of security.

Shen Yifeng straightened his uniform and said to Lin Mo:

"Lin Mo, let's go. We'll head over together and report on the situation."