I just became a mage, and my skills have become supernatural? What the heck?

Lin Family Manor Villa, Jianghai City.

Lin Mo slumped in the leather sofa, gazing at the night view outside the window.

"Pfft~"

A small fireball appeared in his palm.

This is the initial skill he gained after awakening as a [Mage] during the job change ceremony a few hours ago—Fireball.

I've been in this world for eighteen years now.

This is a world where the wilderness is teeming with monsters.

Everyone will awaken a different profession at the age of 18 and level up and become stronger by killing monsters.

Just a few hours ago, Lin Mo awakened the [Mage] class, but he was a blank mage with no "Elemental Affinity" talent.

The mages in this world are diverse, including fire mages who are affinity-for-fire elements and lightning mages who are affinity-for-lightning elements...

As for myself, a mage with no "elemental affinity," learning skills is difficult, and my skill control is terrible, making me a bottom-tier class.

"Oh well, a blank board is fine."

Lin Mo poked the flame in his palm with his other hand, as if teasing a pet: "Although you're a bit weak, I don't mind."

"From now on... your job is to light my cigarettes and heat up my meals. We can just laze around in this mansion for the rest of our lives, being happy little lighters. Isn't that better than going out and fighting those bosses who are dozens of meters tall?"

Before he could finish speaking...

The small fireball in his palm suddenly twitched violently.

Immediately afterwards, a series of messages appeared on the panel.

[Your skill "Fireball" strongly protests your remarks!]

[The "Fireball" spell considers your career path an insult to its fire-based nature!]

[It roars: You're a salted fish, but I'm not! I'll become stronger! I'll evolve! I'll become a world-destroying forbidden spell! Who the hell wants to be a lighter?!]

[To avoid becoming a useless fire elemental, "Fireball" has decided to run away from home and go out to level up on its own!]

"??"

Lin Mo was stunned, his mind still reeling.

"call out--!"

The little fireball gave him no time to react, and with a resolute momentum, trailing an angry red tail, it headed straight for the window.

Lin Mo looked at his empty palms, then glanced out the window.

At this moment, the [Fireball] skill in the skill bar also changed.

Fireball, LV.1

[Status: Runaway from home (Rage Mode)]

[Current Mood: Bloodthirsty (Damage +100%)]

"Am I seeing things? Has the skill... become sentient?"

Lin Mo's lips twitched.

He'd heard of wives running away from their husbands because they were useless, but he'd never heard of a skill running away from its master because it was a salted fish...

Just as Lin Mo was in a daze.

The gentle voice of her mother, Su Wan, came from downstairs:

"Mo'er! Come down for dinner!"

"...They're here!"

Lin Mo responded, grabbed his phone, and rushed out of the room, preoccupied with his thoughts.

……

The Lin Family Restaurant is resplendent in gold and jade.

The long dining table, large enough to seat twenty people, was laden with delicacies.

Sitting in the main seat was Lin Tianhao, one of the city defense commanders of Jianghai City, whose profession was "Thunder God of War". He was wearing loose home clothes, but it still couldn't hide his mountain-like aura.

Beside him, Su Wan, the head of the largest potion group in Jianghai City and a professional "Holy High Priest," was elegantly serving soup to her husband.

That's right, Lin Mo's family background is enough to make him domineering in Jianghai City.

Lin Mo pulled out a chair, picked up chopsticks with one hand, and began frantically searching for information online with the other.

Keywords include, but are not limited to: "skills running away from home", "skills have self-awareness", "I was scolded by my skill"...

Clearly, in a world where everyone has been changing jobs for hundreds of years, there has never been any similar record.

Father Lin Tianhao frowned slightly.

"Mo'er, eat properly. What are you staring at your phone for? You're so distracted."

Lin Mo placed his phone face down on the table and forced a smile: "Hey, Dad, I was just checking some information about the job change."

Upon hearing this, Lin Tianhao and Su Wan exchanged a glance.

They both saw a hint of undisguised heartache in each other's eyes.

Although my son doesn't say it, he must still care about his basic mage class. He's even skipping meals to look up information. This kid is so heartbreaking.

"Stop looking it up. There's so much truth and falsehood online. It'll only annoy you. Eat first. Your health is the most important thing."

Lin Tianhao picked up a piece of pork chop and put it into Lin Mo's bowl.

Lin Mo's mother, Su Wan, gently served him a bowl of soup and softly comforted him:

"Yes, Mo'er, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"Mo Mo, Mom has thought it all out."

"Let's just take any college entrance exam, coast along, and then learn some life skills after graduation."

"I think the cooking is quite good. Our family owns quite a few five-star restaurants, so feel free to use them for practice."

"Plant growth stimulants are fine too. Mom's thousands of acres of potion gardens are in dire need of a gatekeeper... someone to manage them."

Su Wan waved her hand and pointed to the sprawling estate outside the window:

"These hills all belong to our family. From now on, you can stay home, walk your birds, and raise fish. As long as you don't gamble, Mom can support you for ten lifetimes!"

Hearing his parents' words, Lin Mo was secretly delighted.

As a corporate slave who nearly died from overwork in my past life, why live such a tiring life in this second life?

Look at this manor, look at this delicious food, the family's wealth is so immense, it would take several lifetimes to spend it all.

Being a rich second-generation heir who just lazes around doing nothing, spending his days walking birds, admiring flowers, and listening to music in brothels—isn't that great?

Besides, if all the skills are used up, are you expecting a mage to go up and hit the monsters with a staff?

Lin Mo put down his chopsticks and looked at his parents with a sincere and touched expression:

"Dad, Mom, don't worry."

"Starting tomorrow, I'll be in charge of spending money for Mom and cleaning Dad's medals."

"I will definitely be a qualified second-generation... ugh, son!"

"puff--"

Lin Tianhao almost spat out the soup he had just drunk.

Su Wan's smile froze.

Although they were comforting their son... wasn't the son going down the aisle a little too fast?

Even just a little bit of resentment at the idea that "don't underestimate a young person's potential"?

One second they're researching and seem very ambitious, the next they have this happy expression that says "finally I can legally sponge off my parents." What's going on?

"Cough cough..."

Lin Tianhao coughed a few times to cover his embarrassment, "Well... it's good that Momo has a good attitude. Alright, now that you've figured it out, eat more."

"Okay, Dad!"

Lin Mo picked up the bowl with satisfaction and quickly ate all the rice.

"I'm full! Mom and Dad, you should get some rest too, don't overwork yourselves."

After saying that, he pushed the bowl away, wiped his mouth, and ran upstairs.

He was still very curious about what exactly happened to Fireball, that rebellious son of a man, where he had gone, and whether he would ever come back.

……

Lin Mo's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Lin Tianhao sighed deeply, rubbing his temples. "Forget about the lack of talent, this mentality... it's too lazy!"

At this point, Lin Tianhao glanced at his wife, Su Wan.

"It's all because you spoiled her like that, talking about 'happy education.' Now look at her, she's lost all her wolf-like spirit..."

"Lin Tianhao, stop trying to pin this on me!"

Su Wan raised her eyebrows, and her elegant demeanor vanished instantly.

"Before the awakening ceremony, who was it that kept saying, 'I don't want my son to risk his life in the wild'?"

"When Mo'er was practicing swordsmanship as a child, who was worried about his hands getting sore and secretly replaced the black iron wooden sword he used for training with a sponge stick?"

"Now you're complaining about your son being lazy? Too late! Let me tell you, you, as his father, are entirely responsible for Mo'er becoming like this!"

"I...I was just feeling sorry for him."

The once imposing Thunder God of War instantly lost half his charisma and shrank back.

Su Wan gave a soft snort, a hint of helplessness in her eyes:

"Alright, stop sighing and complaining."

"Mo'er's profession... all the basic skills and above of a mage are elemental skills. Without 'elemental affinity,' even if you feed her skill books, the probability of successfully learning them is very low."

"Furthermore... their micro-management skills in actual combat are far inferior to those of other specialized mages."

"Let it be, as long as he's happy."

Lin Tianhao dropped his playful grin, lit a cigar, took a deep drag, and his expression turned serious.

"That's true, but..."

"Our family is large and powerful, and there are quite a few people watching us."

"As long as we're alive, no one will dare to touch him."

"What if we retire someday, or... something unexpected happens?"

He glanced upstairs and lowered his voice:

"Given Mo'er's lazy and irresponsible nature, I'm afraid he won't only fail to maintain this foundation, but he'll also be ruined."

Su Wan fell silent.

Although she dotes on her son, as a powerful woman who controls a vast business empire, she understands better than anyone the dog-eat-dog world.

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Lin Tianhao stubbed out his cigarette and looked intently at his wife:

"Wife, logically speaking, one of us is a war god and the other is a nursing goddess, so our genes must be top-notch."

"Mo'er's situation... is purely a minor accident in terms of probability."

"Old Lin, what are you trying to do?"

Upon hearing this, Su Wan instantly understood, and two blushes appeared on her pretty face.

"Let's... try the lottery again!"

Lin Tianhao grinned and moved closer to Su Wan.

Su Wan didn't push away her husband who was leaning closer: "You old lecher! How old are you, still...still participating in the lottery for car license plates?"

"How can this be called being indecent for an old man?"

Lin Tianhao, with an air of self-righteousness, picked up Su Wan and headed towards the master bedroom, his steps as swift as the wind.

"This is for the continuation of the family! Honey, let's start tonight. I ate most of that dragon meat, and now I feel full of power!"

"You rascal... be quiet, don't let Mo'er hear..."