[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware-":3,"chapter-just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-85":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Just Became a Mage, and My Skills Got Self-Aware? What the Hell?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2356695,4610,"Chapter 85: Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-85",85,"\u003Cp>At ten thousand meters altitude, the plane flew smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo leisurely enjoyed the military-provided afternoon tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【『Fireball Spell』 looked down its nose: What is this trash? Not a single fire element in sight.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【『Earth Shield Spell』 muttered under its breath: Master… I want to eat soil. That mine we just passed looked delicious…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo rolled his eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re in a plane at twenty thousand meters—where am I supposed to find you good food? You’ll get your fill once we reach school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And by the way, Little Earth, what did you just say? I’m a normal human—I’m never eating soil, not in this lifetime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【『Earth Shield Spell』 pouted: But Master… that wasn’t ordinary mud—it was hard soil rich in rare minerals, chewy and flavorful…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【『Earth Shield Spell』 tried to negotiate: How about… just one bite? Just one…】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo replied coolly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wow! There’s mousse cake too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing dashed to Lin Mo’s table and casually grabbed a piece of cake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo didn’t care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the military-provided afternoon tea was ridiculously abundant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he ate nonstop until tomorrow morning, he couldn’t finish it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Han Mengqing, are you a pig?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao followed behind, watching her sister’s ravenous behavior, sighing with clear disdain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You ate nonstop on the train, then devoured two bags of chips in the lounge, and now you’re still hungry after waking up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is your stomach connected to another dimension?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing paid no attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stuffed the cake into her mouth with a loud “Mmm,” her cheeks bulging like a hamster’s:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mind your own business… I’m still growing! How am I supposed to get taller if I don’t eat more?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, she deliberately licked the cream from the corner of her mouth, plopped down on the sofa opposite Lin Mo, and casually reached for another macaron from the plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chu Lingxuan followed hesitantly, nodded to Lin Mo, and sat beside Han Mengqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing chewed her cake while scrolling through her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Weird…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? Why can’t I find anything?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing stared at her screen, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looking for what?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo asked casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing kept scrolling as she replied:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The video of us fighting the beast surge on the train!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I saw plenty of passengers recording it, even a few streaming live and demanding rockets.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wanted to rewatch Lin Mo’s awesome performance, but I searched every corner of the internet—couldn’t find a single trace!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t cared much—he never wanted to be an internet celebrity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the complete absence of any trace was odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Han Mengyao said calmly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you could find it, that’d be the real miracle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t forget our current status.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Status?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo frowned, “Dragon Order Class student?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao’s gaze turned serious:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon Order Class students’ files are top-national secrets, especially new recruits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before officially entering the ‘Battlefield,’ our abilities, skills, and combat styles must not be leaked.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Battlefield?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo caught the key term sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t his fault.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since his reincarnation, all he’d thought about was spending money and enjoying life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d always let such things drift in one ear and out the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even when his father occasionally mentioned them at dinner, he’d dismissed them as background noise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Correct, the Battlefield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao looked at Lin Mo and explained patiently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think the state established the Dragon Order Class—limited to just twenty people—only to train future supreme combat power?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? Isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing chewed on a spoon, bewildered: “Isn’t it just to make us future big shots who guard against beast surges?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao took a deep breath, the urge to freeze her sister into an ice sculpture growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glared at Han Mengqing with exasperation:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many times has Mom told you at dinner? Are your ears stuffed with cotton, or your brain with cake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every time we talk seriously, you fall asleep. At critical moments, you know nothing!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing shrank back, murmuring guiltily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… I just can’t help it—the home-cooked meals are too good. Who has energy to listen to lectures?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao ignored the food fiend and turned to Lin Mo:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone grew solemn:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragon Order Class recruits are trained not only as the nation’s future supreme combat power, but also bear an extremely important and unique responsibility: the ‘Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every so often, the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield opens, allowing each nation to send no more than twenty practitioners.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon, the Level 30 Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield will open, and we will represent our nation alongside other countries’ top-level practitioners to compete for resources.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Han Mengyao paused, a flicker of fervor in her eyes:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Level 30 Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield produces a crucial strategic resource: [Class-Specific Weapons]!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They are immensely powerful—when two opponents are equal in level and strength, the one with a Class-Specific Weapon can effortlessly crush the one without.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Han Mengyao’s explanation, Lin Mo finally understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the state kept Dragon Order Class recruits’ information so secret—even deleting videos and censoring news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They feared our skills and hidden cards being exposed before the Battlefield, putting us at a disadvantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder the state created the Dragon Order Class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was to gather the nation’s top elite new recruits to fight in the Battlefield and seize Class-Specific Weapons…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Mo frowned, voicing his question:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Monsters are humanity’s common enemy, aren’t they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If all nations face the same threat, why not unite, distribute the Class-Specific Weapons fairly, and fight monsters together? Why compete against each other in the Battlefield?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t that just self-destruction?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing nodded vigorously:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like playing cards—if we’re all peasants fighting the landlord, we should stick together. Why would peasants throw bombs at each other?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao sighed and shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Peasants and landlord? Little sister, your analogy is cute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what if, at the end of this game, the winner takes everything—and the losers lose not just their fortune, but their lives? Would you still trust the person across from you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao looked at Lin Mo and explained slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Mo, you’re right—it is self-destruction. But this self-destruction is the inevitable result of human greed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Long ago, when the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield first opened, humanity truly acted as you imagined.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The five strongest nations signed a pact, agreeing to distribute resources fairly upon extraction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao gave a light laugh and shook her head:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The moment the first [Forbidden-Class Class-Specific Weapon] appeared, the pact became worthless.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Han Mengqing blinked her big eyes and said innocently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… just submit? Sure, your reputation’s ruined, but at least you’ve got a big leg to cling to—you’ll survive, right? Better than getting eaten by monsters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao turned her head and looked at her own naive, sweet little sister:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think submitting means you’ll live peacefully?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The people of conquered nations become second-class citizens—or even slaves.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Their resources are stripped bare, and their young people who awakened professions are forcibly conscripted into so-called ‘suicide squads.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengqing listened, stunned, her small face pale as paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our Dragon Nation suffered terribly during that time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Countless ancestors died on the battlefield defending a single city, their bodies never recovered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It wasn’t until a battle in the Ten Thousand Nations Arena that we claimed our first forbidden-grade specialized weapon—‘Divine Dragon Bastion’—and broke that pattern.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Later, more forbidden-grade specialized weapons emerged, giving humanity the means to stand on equal footing against the demonic creatures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this, Han Mengyao’s tone turned resolute:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All nations understand one truth: on the surface, we may jointly resist the demonic creatures, but in the Ten Thousand Nations Arena, it’s every nation for itself—life or death, no mercy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We must acquire as many of these ultimate weapons as possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If there truly exists a single gun in this world capable of ending the demonic creatures and the apocalypse…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Mengyao stared fixedly at Lin Mo:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then the finger on the trigger must belong to our Dragon Nation.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1357,"2026-06-21T04:41:49.398Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d659e55122d36e651c06473839c39d132cac67e2a5b0f5974eed6fddea3479b0","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-86","just-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--chapter-84",374,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fjust-became-a-mage-and-my-skills-got-self-aware--cover.jpg"]