43: Chapter 42: More than 20 companies are going to beat you up! Are you kidding me?!

Su Wan followed closely behind, the light from her staff blazing.

Lin Yao ran the slowest, but she gritted her teeth and kept up.

Lu Fei walked at the very back, his pace unhurried.

Chu Kuang, who had been in casual clothes, instantly donned a set of silver-white heavy armor!

"Stop what you are doing! I am protecting Lin Mo!"

Chu Kuang swung his axe at the Alien Crown Prince who was currently wielding a blade.

The Alien Crown Prince instinctively dodged to the side, raising his greatsword horizontally to Block.

"Another one looking for death?"

The Alien Crown Prince was about to counterattack when he suddenly saw the Alliance emblem on Chu Kuang and his team, causing him to pause.

"Wait a moment."

"They are my people."

Lin Mo spoke up.

"What do you mean, your people?"

Chu Kuang maintained a combat stance, scanning the area with a vigilant gaze.

The Alien Crown Prince, the Alien Queen, and Li Yueyue, the Saintess-in-waiting of the Nine Nether Temple.

Which one of them has any relation to Lin Mo?

"Lin Mo?" Chu Kuang asked, "Don't let them fool you; the Alien race and the Nine Nether Temple are treacherous! They must have ill intentions toward you!"

He immediately assumed that Lin Mo had fallen for their schemes.

"They are my technicians."

Lin Mo interrupted him.

Chu Kuang's words stuck in his throat.

"...What?"

"This is Technician No. 1," Lin Mo said, pointing at the Alien Crown Prince. "No. 2," he added, pointing at the Queen. "No. 3," he finished, pointing at Li Yueyue.

The Alien Crown Prince raised his greatsword in humiliation.

Li Yueyue raised her staff with red, teary eyes.

The Queen remained silent.

Chu Kuang shifted his gaze to the Crown Prince—this Alien was covered in blue blood, eyes unfocused, arm still mechanically swinging.

Then he looked at Li Yueyue—he recognized her, a very famous genius from the Nine Nether Temple.

Now, this dignified Starlight Summoner had robes covered in mud and tear stains, sniffling while releasing a round of skills.

Chu Kuang put away his battle axe, his face full of confusion.

Su Wan stepped forward, her clear eyes assessing the scene, before she finally spoke after a long moment.

"Junior Lin Mo... you have the Alien Crown Prince and the Saintess of the Nine Nether Temple serving as your technicians?"

"Yes."

Lin Mo took a small stool out of his spatial ring and sat down. "They are working for me, is there a problem?"

Su Wan's lips twitched, her expression one of extreme shock.

From behind came Lin Yao's weak voice: "What do technicians do?"

The question was so innocent it made everyone feel awkward, and no one said a word.

Lu Fei finally walked up close.

He stood with his hands in his pockets, looked at the two Aliens, then at Li Yueyue, and finally let out a soft huff.

"You've got some skills."

Then he found a rock to lean against and closed his eyes.

"No. 1, don't stop, continue."

Lin Mo ignored Lu Fei and clapped his hands; the Alien Crown Prince began swinging his blade again.

Thousands of blade auras struck Lin Mo, splashing up a series of "-0" damage numbers.

Chu Kuang silently lowered the battle axe he had already half-raised.

He was completely unable to understand the scene before him.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow darted out from behind the gravel slope, moving with extreme speed, a dagger aimed straight at Lin Mo's lower back.

Before Chu Kuang could even react, "Bang!" The Alien Crown Prince slashed and sent the attacker flying!

The attacker's two arms were severed directly from their body!

"Ahhh—!" The scream tore through the wasteland.

Lu Fei reacted the fastest; his chain scythe drew an arc, binding the attacker's legs tight and dragging them before the group.

It was an assassin wearing night-ops gear, with a dark red family crest embroidered on their chest.

"Which family is this one from?" Lin Mo asked, looking down with boredom.

He had encountered too many people like this along the way.

The assassin was covered in cold sweat from the pain, gritting their teeth and refusing to speak.

Lu Fei crouched down, the tip of his scythe resting against the assassin's Adam's apple, slowly sliding it downward.

"I'm asking you a question."

"The... the Lin family!" The assassin finally couldn't take it and blurted out a random faction.

"It was the Zhang family who sent the coordinates! More than 20 factions have already assembled!"

"More than 20 factions!!!"

"What kind of joke is this?!"

The four of them were instantly shocked.

Although they had long been prepared for the consequences of being targeted alongside Lin Mo, hearing the outrageous number of opponents with their own ears still made their scalps tingle.

"Then how many people are there in total?"

Chu Kuang's voice sank.

"Three hundred... no, maybe more now!"

The assassin gasped for air, "They are all waiting near the safe zone! They plan to catch Lin Mo when he walks right into their trap in the circle!!"

Silence.

Gravel rolled across the ground, blown by the wind, making a faint rustling sound.

Chu Kuang's expression changed bit by bit.

Three hundred people!

These were not just three hundred ordinary people!

These were over three hundred fully armed prodigies, equipped with Dark Gold sets and the trump cards of their respective families!

He turned to look at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was squatting on the ground, rummaging through the assassin's spatial ring, his expression like someone picking cabbages at a market.

"You guys go ahead; I'm not leaving."

"You don't have the ability to help me anyway; staying here is just throwing your lives away."

"I won't blame you; after all, you guys are just too weak."

Chu Kuang's lips twitched upon hearing this.

What is Lin Mo's deal? Why are you staying?

To die? And you call us weak? Are you insane?

Then he pulled a silver-glowing extraction scroll from his pocket.

"You said it yourself; I'm out."

Chu Kuang didn't want to waste any more words.

He didn't want to stay and die.

Three hundred against five, are you kidding me, brother?

A silver light flashed.

Chu Kuang's figure vanished from the wasteland.

Su Wan frowned tightly.

She walked up to Lin Mo.

"Take these things."

Lin Mo looked up at her.

Su Wan poured everything out of her spatial ring all at once.

Six bottles of high-level health potions, 20 bottles of mana potions, two stealth scrolls, one shield-breaking rune, and a silver extraction scroll.

"All of these are for you."

Su Wan shoved the silver scroll into Lin Mo's hand. "Use it if things go wrong."

"I don't need it."

"Take it."

Su Wan's tone suddenly became very serious. "I don't know why you have to go, but you must survive."

Lin Mo looked at her gentle eyes, which at this moment held something deep and indescribable.

"I'm sorry, I have a reason I cannot die; I cannot take this risk."

Su Wan said this softly, as if explaining the reason for her departure, or perhaps saying something else entirely.

She didn't say another word.

A flash of silver light, and Su Wan used the extraction scroll and disappeared from the spot.

Only three people remained on the wasteland—Lin Mo, the twin-tailed priest Lin Yao, and Lu Fei, who was leaning against a rock.

Plus the three technicians.

"Wuu... three... three hundred."

"How could you provoke so many people? You are the real big brother; let me bow to you."

Lin Yao's voice was trembling.

She was scared.

From the moment she heard the number "three hundred," she had been completely stunned.

She was just a priest; she even needed others to help her kill monsters. She came to this dungeon purely to leech credits.

But she didn't pull out an extraction scroll.

"Why aren't you leaving?"

Lin Mo asked her.

Lin Yao wiped her face and sniffled.

"I promised Xiao Li that I would protect you."

Her legs were shaking violently, but her feet were nailed to the spot, and she didn't retreat a single step.

"You are Xiao Li's friend?"

Lin Mo asked, puzzled.

"Y-yes."

Lin Yao said with a gloomy face, her eyes seeming to lose all their light.

"Would you really die for just a friend? Are you stupid?"

Lin Mo smiled helplessly.

"Go back. I won't die. If Xiao Li lost a friend, she would be very sad."

Lin Yao shook her head, stubborn and remaining where she was.

"Fine, just hide yourself well later."

Lin Mo shook his head, speechless.

"Lu Fei."

Lin Mo turned to the last person. "What about you?"

Lu Fei stood up from the rock and brushed the dust off his pants.

He swung the chain scythe around once and hooked it back onto his waist.

Suddenly, he grinned and laughed, "I just admire people with guts like you."

"You're a good kid! You're my kind of person!"

He paused, then added, "I will prioritize saving my own life. Whether I help you or not depends on my mood."

Lin Mo also smiled and said bluntly, "You really are an idiot."

As soon as he said this, Lu Fei stiffened.

"No. 1, No. 2, No. 3."

Lin Mo turned and looked at his three technicians, flashing an excited smile.

"Let's go, let's go! It's time to find you some colleagues."