Gao Wu: If this BOSS isn't nerfed, is it even playable?

Chapter 125 First Reward: An Exclusive Weapon!
Lin.

It was nearly noon.

The range hood in the kitchen was roaring loudly.

Li Wan, wearing an apron, was focused on cooking.

Lin Wei, meanwhile, was by the sink, skillfully helping her mother prepare and chop vegetables, the water gurgling loudly.

"Xiao Ye's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. Mom, I feel like you've cooked more meals in the past few months than you have in your entire life."

Lin Wei complained, but she saw a satisfied smile on her mother's face.

Since Lin Ye's martial arts training got on track, his appetite has increased day by day.

As soon as Li Wan gets off work, she spends almost all her time either cooking or on her way to buy groceries.

But she enjoyed it.

"I wonder how he did on the mock exam?"

Lin Wei wiped her hands and started talking about Lin Ye's exam today.

"What can I do? Just play normally."

The two chatted idly in the kitchen.

The TV in the living room was on, playing the local midday news from Dongjiang City, with the host's voice coming through intermittently.

"Judging by the time, Xiaoye should have finished her exams by now."

Li Wan took off her apron and wiped her hands.

Ding-dong-

No sooner had he finished speaking than the doorbell rang abruptly.

"I'll go drive it."

"coming--"

Lin Wei responded and quickly walked towards the door.

She peeked through the peephole and saw a middle-aged man in a smart uniform standing outside the door with a smile on his face.

Lin Wei opened the door with a hint of doubt.

"Hello, is this Lin Ye's home?"

When the visitor saw Lin Wei open the door, his smile instantly became more sincere, and his tone became even more polite.

He first showed his identification, which read "Ma Dong, Deputy Director of the Logistics Support Department, Dongjiang City Education Bureau".

"Yes, that's me." Lin Wei nodded, somewhat puzzled.

Ma Dong stepped aside, making way for him.

Lin Wei then noticed that behind him, there were two or three workers in moving company uniforms standing in the hallway.

Further down the staircase, it seemed as if someone was carrying something heavy, step by step, up the stairs.

"This is……?"

Ma Dong explained with a smile, "Hello, I'm here on behalf of the Municipal Education Bureau to present Lin Ye with this reward for his performance in the mock exam!"

award?

Lin Wei was stunned.

Are there rewards for mock exams?
What kind of reward warrants such a grand display?
The Lin family lives in this old residential area on the western outer ring road, where the roads are narrow.

Many large trucks cannot enter the area, and the transportation of large items can only rely on the most primitive method of manual handling.

"Xiao Wei, who is that?"

Li Wan, who was in the kitchen, also heard the commotion and came out.

When she saw the scene at the door, she was just as surprised as her daughter.

Before Ma Dong could explain again.

The voice of a news anchor came from the television in the living room.

"At 8:00 a.m. this morning, the highly anticipated Dongjiang City 2016 Martial Arts College Entrance Examination Citywide Unified Simulation Test officially kicked off at the City Testing Center!"

"It is reported that more than 86,000 people took the mock exam this time, setting a new record! Li Kainian, Deputy Director of the Provincial Department of Education, and Sun Changkong, Director of the Municipal Education Bureau, and other leaders personally visited the site to observe and provide guidance..."

"...The martial arts mock exam is not only a major review of the hard work of our city's senior high school students over the years, but also a crucial step in selecting top talents and building up strength for the future of martial arts in our city..."

The TV screen changes.

A tall figure stood in the center, receiving thunderous applause from the entire audience.

"In this year's mock exam, Lin Ye, a student from the No. 1 Middle School in our city, won the title of the highest scorer in the mock exam!"

"With his outstanding performance, he broke all the historical records of all seven assessments, including Qi and Blood Index, Vitality Index, and Peak Punching Power, since the city began holding martial arts college entrance examination simulation tests!"

The news broadcast on TV, plus that familiar figure on the big screen.

These words struck Lin Wei and Li Wan like a thunderclap!

When Lin Ye left in the morning, he smiled and told them that they didn't need to wait for him at the scene; they could see it on the news at home.

They all assumed Lin Ye was joking and bragging.

There are 70,000 to 80,000 martial arts students in the city!

How could it really be his own son who won first place?
Now, reality has given them the most resounding answer.

Lin Ye is not only number one.

It broke all historical records and deserves to be reported and publicized as the number one!

Li Wan felt numb all over; the happiness came so suddenly that she almost couldn't stand up.

Lin Wei's lips curled up uncontrollably, and she felt an unparalleled sense of pride and ecstasy welling up inside her.

She quickly stepped forward and greeted Ma Dong and the porters warmly.

"Please come in, please come in! We've gone to so much trouble for you!"

Ma Dong waved his hands repeatedly, his attitude unusually humble for a city leader.

"No trouble at all! It's our honor to serve a genius like Lin Ye!"

Ten minutes later.

The Lin family's living room, which was not spacious to begin with, was almost completely filled with clutter.

Seven large boxes, each about half a person's height, were placed side by side.

In addition, there was a small box on the table, which was not large in size but was packaged very beautifully and securely.

The entire living room was so crowded that there was hardly any room for anyone to step.

After seeing off the beaming Ma Dong and the movers, Li Wan and Lin Wei exchanged a glance, both seeing intense curiosity in each other's eyes.

"Shall we open it and take a look?" Lin Wei suggested.

Li Wan hesitated for a moment.

I want to wait for Lin Ye to come back.

But Lin Wei opened the latch on top of one of the large boxes all by herself.

The lid popped open.

In an instant, a rich medicinal fragrance gushed out, filling the entire living room!

Just one whiff of it makes you feel your pores open up and your spirits lifted.

Inside the box were bags of medicinal bath packs, neatly stacked and wrapped in special tin foil.

On the packaging bag, a prominent S-class logo highlights their extraordinary status.

"How many... how many are there?"

Li Wan looked at the box full of S-grade medicinal bath packs and murmured.

Lin Wei roughly estimated that there were at least two hundred packs in this box!
Suppressing her excitement, she opened several more boxes.

The first three boxes were all S-grade medicated bath packs.

Of the remaining four boxes, three were full of S-grade nutrient solution!
The last box was full of expensive pills that nourished blood and qi and enhanced cultivation effects.

Without exception, all the resources are top-quality items that are extremely rare and hard to find on the market!

Lin Wei was completely dumbfounded.

She still clearly remembers that a few months ago, she spent a full six thousand Alliance Coins to buy Lin Ye a bottle of Grade B nutrient solution.

But the S-grade nutrient solution right in front of me...

The publicly available price on the market is 30,000 Alliance Coins!

And here, there are three large boxes, roughly estimated to contain six or seven hundred sticks!

This is hardly a reward.

This is practically the Education Bureau using the most direct and brutal method to frantically make up for all the cultivation resources it has owed Lin Ye over the past two years!
Finally, the mother and daughter's gaze fell on the most exquisite little box that had been placed separately.

Lin Wei carefully picked it up and gently opened it.

The inside of the box was lined with soft, golden silk, on which lay ten vials of potion that shimmered with a faint glow.

Beside the potion were three strange fruits, their bodies a dreamy purple, sealed in transparent crystal containers.

These things were completely beyond Lin Wei's comprehension.

But she knew very well that the rarer the quantity and the more exquisite the packaging, the more terrifying its value!
These things are definitely more precious than those S-grade nutrient solutions!

"How much are these things... worth?" Li Wan's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Wei took a deep breath and quickly calculated in her mind.

After a long while, she finally uttered a number that made Li Wan's heart skip a beat.

"Mom... if we calculate everything at market price, these things... roughly estimated, are worth over fifty million..."

Fifty million!
Li Wan's mind went blank; she had never seen so much money in her life.

……

at the same time.

Dongjiang City, Styrax Forging Workshop, Factory Area.

Inside the vast factory area, heat waves rolled in, and the air was filled with the unique smell of metal mixed with coke.

The enormous furnaces resembled lurking beasts, their mouths spewing orange-red flames.

The deafening sound of the automated steel hammer striking the machine mingled with the noise of the assembly line, making one's eardrums feel swollen.

Chen Meng and Lin Ye walked side by side.

This was the first time he had ever realized that the weapons sold on the market were actually produced in such a modern factory.

Chen Meng had a smile on his face. It was also his first time visiting a factory like this.

"I'm a little envious of you, Lin Ye. The Benzoin Weapon Forging Workshop is the top weapon forging workshop in the entire Dongjiang area."

"Most martial artists have to save up for several years to buy a mass-produced, high-quality weapon from a benzoin boutique."

"But you actually managed to get a renowned benzoin craftsman to specially tailor-make a spear just for you! Only that kid Xue Wangshu has ever received such treatment before!"

The young man leading the way turned around upon hearing this, a slightly embarrassed smile on his face.

The young man's name was Fang Yuan, and he was the young master of the benzoin forging workshop.

"Lin Ye, Director Sun did indeed make arrangements, specifically requesting that Master Ouyang from our area take action."

"I don't want to spoil your fun, but there are some things I must say beforehand..."

“Master Ouyang has been away from the furnace for many years, and his temper… is somewhat eccentric. Although it is the director’s order, he may not agree, so… please be prepared.”

Chen Meng frowned.

Can we disobey the orders of the Director of Education?
This Master Ouyang, what a grand display!

Before long, Fang Yuan led the two through the noisy public factory area and then through a quiet bamboo forest area.

A quaint, independent courtyard came into view.

"This is Master Ouyang's private workshop."

Before they even entered the gate, a loud and stern rebuke came from inside the courtyard.

"Idiot! How many times have I told you? Every time you forge, you have to hit the right spot and apply enough force. Are you just tickling the iron billet?!"

"And you! The timing is off! You can't even control the fire properly, what kind of soldiers are you forging? Go raise pigs!"

Fang Yuan looked embarrassed, but he forced himself to lead the two inside.

Inside the courtyard, beside the scorching furnace, two muscular young men, shirtless and sweating profusely, took turns swinging giant hammers, striking the red-hot metal blanks on the forging table.

Each strike sent sparks flying.

Beside them, a short, elderly man stood with his arms crossed, shouting sternly.

The old man was probably less than 1.5 meters tall, with messy, gray-white short hair that stood up like steel needles, and his face was deeply lined with wrinkles.

But his bare arms had exaggeratedly large muscle lines, exuding explosive power.

It's obvious that he's trained by swinging a hammer for many years.

"Master Ouyang".

Fang Yuan stepped forward and bowed slightly.

Ouyang Ye merely glanced at Fang Yuan out of the corner of his eye, his gaze showing not a trace of politeness towards the young master.

"what's up?"

Fang Yuan quickly explained his purpose and stepped aside so that Ouyang Ye could see Lin Ye and Chen Meng.

Ouyang Ye's gaze swept over the two of them, finally landing on Lin Ye. He frowned, and without thinking, waved his hand.

"Don't do it, let them go."

"What genius..."

"In my whole life, the people I despise the most are these so-called geniuses."

He snorted coldly, his words filled with undisguised contempt.

“Master Ouyang…” Fang Yuan wanted to persuade him again.

Chen Meng, also short-tempered, was about to start arguing.

Ouyang Ye suddenly raised his hand, silencing everyone.

His sharp eyes, like those of a hawk, were fixed on Lin Ye.

"Kid, I have a question for you."

"What do you intend to do with the weapons?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of pressure.

Fang Yuan's expression changed, and he wanted to remind Lin Ye.

But Ouyang Ye glared at him, forcing Fang Yuan to swallow the words he was about to say.

Lin Ye met Ouyang Ye's cold gaze without changing his expression in the slightest.

Without the slightest hesitation or thought, the two words were almost uttered spontaneously.

"Kill the enemy."

Ouyang Ye was taken aback upon hearing this, then burst into a furious laugh, his laughter filled with sarcasm.

"Kill the enemy? Hahaha!"

"You call yourself a mere brat, how dare you speak of killing the enemy? What enemy have you ever killed?!"

"What you call a battle is nothing more than a fierce fight with other so-called geniuses on the arena!"

"The weapons I create are weapons of mass destruction, weapons of death! They're not toys for you little brats!"

"You will only bring shame upon all the hard work and dedication of craftsmen!"

Faced with Ouyang Ye's roar and questioning.

Lin Ye's expression became more serious than ever before.

He looked at the old man in front of him and said, word by word.

"To date, I have broken more than fifteen high-strength alloy long rods and replaced them with six standard-issue long guns."

"I have killed thousands of mutated beasts."

"He even personally killed two alien races from the Heavenly Abyss."

Lin Ye didn't lie at all in these words.

He has a clear conscience.

The moment the words fell.

A cold and refined aura emanated from Lin Ye without reservation!

That's the kind of killing intent that can only be cultivated by having one's hands stained with a lot of blood!
In the courtyard, the two young men who were swinging hammers suddenly froze, feeling a chill on the back of their necks, a cold air rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, and their hands and feet turning icy cold.

Fang Yuan's face turned deathly pale instantly, and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Even Chen Meng, who was standing next to Lin Ye, was somewhat taken aback.

Ouyang Ye's eyes suddenly narrowed into slits.

Before he became famous, Ouyang Ye was also a logistics forging division officer who had retired from the front lines.

What he hated most in his life was the weapon he had painstakingly created.

It fell into the hands of those so-called geniuses.

A weapon forged with painstaking effort cannot defend the territory of humanity if it cannot drink the blood of foreign races.

It is an unbearable disgrace for those people to become something to boast about, and then gradually decay and turn into scrap metal.

He met countless people throughout his life.

He had seen countless martial artists who had visited him to ask him to forge weapons, each claiming they were different from others.

Is it feigned politeness or genuine sincerity?

He can tell at a glance.

The condensed, tangible killing aura emanating from Lin Ye was definitely not a disguise.

That's the sharpness that can only be forged through life and death experiences.

Ouyang Ye's attitude became much more restrained.

He waved to his two apprentices to continue working, while he walked to a shady spot, hands behind his back, his words still carrying a chilling aura that kept people at a distance.

"The best benzoin spears today mainly come in two series: the Dragon Fang series and the Flowing Wind series."

"The Dragon Fang series is suitable for aggressive, high-attack martial artists, while the Flowing Wind series is suitable for balanced martial artists with a steady fighting style."

"The two main series are mass-produced entirely by imitating my early techniques. After years of improvement, the relevant techniques are now very mature."

"It can be said that it is almost indistinguishable from the ones I forged myself."

“You can go to the flagship store of benzoin and choose any top-of-the-line product from any series. There’s no need to come to this old man who’s about to die.”

"I haven't worked in the furnace for many years, and now I'm out of practice. The things I make might not be as good as those mass-produced ones."

This reason was impeccable, and for a moment even Fang Yuan didn't know what to say.

Lin Ye pondered for a moment.

He walked to the weapons rack in the corner of the yard, glanced at it, and casually pulled out a very ordinary training spear.

The moment he gripped the gun handle, his aura changed abruptly.

He was completely integrated with the gun, as if he was born to be a gun.

Seeing this, Ouyang Ye became even more certain that the young man before him was not exaggerating.

Followed by.

In everyone's shocked eyes.

On the seemingly ordinary spear in Lin Ye's hand, a layer of magnificent amethyst color, like a living thing, slowly spread from where he held it to the tip.

In the blink of an eye, the entire spear was completely covered by a layer of crystal-clear purple glass.

Bathed in the red glow of the furnace fire, it reflected an eerie and dangerous light.

"Lin Ye...you..."

Chen Meng's eyes widened instantly, and he even paused for a moment.

The next second, an overwhelming surge of joy welled up in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly.

"This is...this is your awakened martial arts spirituality?!"

Lin Ye nodded.

He knew there was no need to hide it anymore.

He knew better than anyone how much a truly suitable weapon could enhance his combat power.

He didn't want to experience the frustration of being outmatched in weaponry again.

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