30: Chapter 30 So-called geniuses are nothing to me.

"Misunderstanding?"

"What misunderstanding?"

Qin Lan's brows knitted together tightly.

"Isn't your hidden talent an experience multiplier?"

Lin Mo twitched the corner of his mouth.

"No."

"I just feel that you lack the most basic understanding of my strength."

Qin Lan was so angry she laughed.

As a fifth-tier powerhouse, how could she not know how trashy a zero-tier is?

She took a half-step forward, her oppressive height advantage bringing her almost right in front of Lin Mo.

"Fine, then I'd like to hear, just how much strength can you, this level 30 Blank Slate Warrior, actually have?"

Lin Mo lifted his eyelids, his gaze crossing over Qin Lan's shoulder to look at the vast night outside the camp.

He looked like a quiet scholar calmly admiring the moonlight.

But the words he spat out were arrogant to the extreme.

"Those so-called geniuses you speak of who are the center of attention..."

Lin Mo's mouth curled into a faint arc, "In my eyes, they are like dust, not worth mentioning."

Hearing this, Qin Lan was speechless.

Why was she talking to this idiot?

It was completely impossible to communicate!

She had seen arrogant people; the young masters of the noble families and The Consortium in Core City, which one of them didn't walk around with their noses in the air?

But those people were arrogant because they had good talents, strong professions, and terrifying backgrounds.

But Lin Mo, you're just a Blank Slate Warrior, what exactly are you being arrogant about?

"I don't have time to listen to you brag here. I just want to ask you, what difficulty are you choosing for this class change dungeon?" Qin Lan said, speechless.

Lin Mo lowered his head and lightly tapped his fingertip on the surface of the silver card.

Four rays of light immediately lit up on the card's surface: white for Normal, blue for Hard, purple for Nightmare, and... the dark red of Hell, thick like an abyss.

"Since I can only come once a year, then of course it is..."

Lin Mo's index finger slid without hesitation toward the heart-stopping dark red at the very bottom.

"Hell Grade."

Slap!

Qin Lan grabbed Lin Mo's wrist with such force that it made an ear-grating sound of bone friction.

"Do you have any idea what Hell Grade means?!"

Qin Lan stared intensely at Lin Mo, "Do you think it's just that the monsters are a higher level and have more health?"

"I'm all ears."

Lin Mo didn't even pull his hand away.

"Stupid!"

Qin Lan violently threw Lin Mo's hand away and waved her right hand, causing a screen of magical light to unfold between them.

On the light screen was a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Countless mutilated bodies were piled up in front of a huge black stone tablet; the sky was blood-red, and the earth had cracked open into an abyss, as if it were a true purgatory.

"The Hell Grade class change dungeon is not within the spatial anchor point of Shimmering City at all! It is a fragmented space where world laws intersect!"

"Everyone who chooses to enter the Hell Grade dungeon will be pulled into the same dungeon map!"

She stepped forward, staring intensely into Lin Mo's eyes.

"Do you know what this means?"

"Those geniuses from noble families and The Consortium are wearing at least full sets of Dark Gold-tier equipment. They have specialized teams collecting intelligence for them, and some even bring in death warriors with suppressed levels to act as bodyguards!"

"Those alien races are even more terrifying; they are born with resistance to laws, and their physical bodies are more terrifying than any monster you've ever seen!"

Qin Lan's voice echoed within the soundproof barrier:

"And you? You're just a Blank Slate Warrior. A few hundred points of Block might be fine for dealing with level 3 or 4 rookie newcomers in the camp."

"Against others who are also level 30, you have no advantage at all. A few hundred points of Block is as brittle as a piece of paper!"

"Most importantly..."

Qin Lan held up one finger, "Only one person!"

"So many people enter one dungeon, but only one can successfully change classes! It's a true battle royale, a survival-of-the-fittest crucible!"

"This is the true cruelty of the Hell Grade class change dungeon!"

"With your combat power, you don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder inside. What right do you have to fight for that one spot?!"

Qin Lan's questioning crashed down like thunder.

She wanted to use the bloody truth to crush this kid who didn't know the height of the sky or the depth of the earth, to make him learn what it means to retreat in the face of difficulty.

However, when she looked at Lin Mo, she discovered that there wasn't a trace of panic on his face.

On the contrary, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

"Sounds like there's plenty of profit to be made inside."

Lin Mo rubbed his chin and commented very objectively.

Qin Lan: "..."

At this moment, the fifth-tier Archmage felt that her decades of self-cultivation had all been fed to the dogs.

She felt that she wasn't communicating with a person, but rather talking to a psychopath.

"Lin Mo, I'm not joking with you. This is suicide!"

Qin Lan was thoroughly enraged, "As a Special Envoy of the Alliance, I have the right to forcibly protect the family of a Mythical Grade. Even if I have to beat you until you're crippled and drag you back today, I will absolutely not let you enter this dungeon!"

Magic power began to gather crazily in her palms; the surrounding air seemed to be sucked dry, and a suffocating pressure descended instantly.

"What, wanting to make a move again?"

"You can try and see if you can break my legs before the dungeon opens."

The two stood in a stalemate, swords drawn and bows bent.

Qin Lan looked at Lin Mo's impervious attitude and let out a long breath.

"Fine, you won't listen to me."

"Then I'll find someone who can deal with you."

After saying that, she directly took out a communicator from her spatial ring.

Beep, beep, beep—the communicator only rang three times before it was quickly answered.

A holographic projection unfolded in mid-air.

In the image, Su Xiaoli was wearing loose, pure white pajamas and was holding a small pink fox in her arms.

Who knows where this fox came from.

She seemed to have just finished bathing, her hair was wet, and the moment she saw Lin Mo, her large eyes immediately curved into crescents.

"Lin Mo!"

Su Xiaoli's voice revealed uncontainable joy.

"Quick, look at my little fox!"

She held the little fox in both hands and placed it in front of the screen.

"So cute!"

"Hee hee! The Deputy Alliance Leader gave it to me."

Qin Lan, standing to the side, really couldn't watch anymore; she coughed heavily and forcibly inserted herself into the conversation.

"Su Xiaoli, I'm looking for you because I have something to say."

Qin Lan straightened her face, her tone serious, "Do you know what your Lin Mo is trying to do right now?"

Su Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, her gaze finally moving away reluctantly from Lin Mo and landing on Qin Lan's face.

The happy expression instantly retracted, and her big eyes even carried a trace of vigilance.

"Are you trying to make me help you bully Lin Mo again?"

"It's impossible, give up."

Pfft—Qin Lan felt as if she heard the sound of her heart being stabbed by a knife.

"I bully him?! He almost made me die of anger!"

"You're taking classes over there, you should know how dangerous the Hell Grade class change dungeon is."

"He wants to open the Hell Grade class change dungeon right now! You better quickly persuade him, tell him not to go and die!"

Qin Lan originally thought that Su Xiaoli would definitely be scared out of her wits, and then cry and beg Lin Mo not to go.

After all, she knew how much this girl cared about Lin Mo.

However, Su Xiaoli in the image opened her mouth wide in surprise!

"Lin Mo, you're already level 30! How amazing!!!"

"I'm only level 7! You wait, I will definitely catch up to you!"

Qin Lan interrupted her again:

"Hey, hey! Su Xiaoli!"

"Are you listening to me!"

Su Xiaoli scratched her head, smiling a bit foolishly.

"I'm listening, I'm listening! No problem."

"The one who comes out alive and successfully changes classes will definitely be Lin Mo."

"You... what did you say?"

Qin Lan suspected something was wrong with her ears.

"I said, it'll definitely be him."

Su Xiaoli wrinkled her delicate nose, looking at Qin Lan with an expression that said "Are you stupid?", "Whatever Consortium geniuses, whatever alien monsters, if they run into Lin Mo, it's their bad luck."

"You... you... you..."

Qin Lan's eyes widened.

Her expression was full of disbelief.

"Lin Mo, go ahead."

Su Xiaoli turned to look at Lin Mo, "Hurry up and come to Tianfu University to find me."

"Okay."

Lin Mo nodded with a smile.

The holographic projection closed.

"Special Envoy Qin."

Lin Mo turned his head, grinning, "Now, my family member has agreed."