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

Xia Qingyue stood there, looking at Lin Mo, and couldn't help but speak:

"Young Master Lin... that skill you just used was the beginner-level fire mage skill 'Multiple Explosive Fireballs,' right?"

Lin Mo popped the last pine nut into his mouth, dusted off the crumbs on his hands, and nodded.

"Yes, that's right."

"This skill involves the techniques of elemental splitting and secondary detonation."

Xia Qingyue's eyes were filled with complex emotions. Finally, she took a deep breath and couldn't help but tentatively ask:

"Young Master Lin... if I may ask, how many skill books did you consume to learn this move?"

In Xia Qingyue's opinion, a novice mage has no elemental affinity, making it extremely difficult to learn advanced elemental skills.

Let alone a novice mage, even a fire-specialized mage usually needs to consume a certain number of skill books to aid their comprehension and learning if they want to learn a new skill.

So this young master Lin probably devoured dozens, or even hundreds, of books?

Is this the foundation of a wealthy family?

It's important to know that skill books are extremely expensive; even a beginner-level skill book can cost at least six figures in Chinese currency.

Before Lin Mo could answer, Xia Qingyue added, "Young Master Lin, if you don't want to answer, then pretend I didn't ask. I..."

"Skill book?"

Lin Mo scratched his head, looking bewildered. "That thing... I've never seen it before."

"?"

Xia Qingyue was stunned.

Never...never seen it before?

"You mean...you didn't use any skill books?"

"yes."

Lin Mo shrugged matter-of-factly. "Isn't it just splitting up and then exploding? Is it that hard?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Mo's skill bar began to vibrate wildly.

[The Fireball spell couldn't take it anymore: Is it difficult? It's not difficult for me! I practically fought tooth and nail to figure it out last night on the grasslands! What were you doing then? You were sleeping!]

[Fireball Technique's face was full of disdain: Showing off will get you struck by lightning sooner or later! Shameless! Stealing my hard work, doesn't your conscience hurt?]

Lin Mo remained expressionless, silently replying in his mind:

"Shut up. Do you still want to eat tonight's stir-fried Crimson Fire Dragon?"

The Fireball spell immediately stopped working.

[Status Update: Bearing Humiliation and Hardship (Damage +100%)]

Lin Mo felt a sense of relief when he saw that the little fireball had calmed down.

I have to say, it's quite satisfying to show off a little every now and then.

Xia Qingyue opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she didn't know what to say.

To comprehend it on one's own is an extremely difficult task, even for magic-based classes with S-level elemental affinity.

As it turns out, this young master Lin, who was a novice mage, actually grasped the skill on the second day after changing jobs. No... given his proficiency in casting it, he probably grasped it on the very first day.

Such talent is terrifying!

"Absolutely talent! Undoubtedly top-tier talent!"

Zhang Kai, who was standing nearby, suddenly jumped up.

He became so excited that his face turned red and his neck bulged, and he loudly analyzed:

"Captain, think about it. If you learn it by brute force using skill books, even an S-rank fire mage with affinity can only create 3 to 5 fireballs at most at the beginning!"

Zhang Kai pointed to the dense scorch marks on the ground, "But Young Master Lin just now, he split into fifteen pieces! Fifteen pieces!"

"What does this mean? It means that Young Master Lin's understanding of this skill has reached a state of perfection! This is an effect that skill books simply cannot achieve!"

"This is clearly an unprecedented, invincible, super magic genius! Compared to Young Master Lin, those so-called S-rank affinity types should just go home and raise pigs!"

Hearing Zhang Kai's words, Xia Qingyue felt ashamed.

If S-level affinity means going home to raise pigs, then what about her A-level affinity? Going home to play in the mud?

Wang Meng and Liu Weiwei, who were standing to the side, suddenly realized what was going on and looked at Lin Mo as if he were a walking god.

"..."

Lin Mo felt a little numb from all the flattery.

It must be said that Zhang Kai is quite competent as a lackey.

"Ahem... Alright, alright."

Lin Mo waved his hand somewhat embarrassedly, interrupting Zhang Kai's spellcasting:

"Keep a low profile, keep a low profile."

"It's not that dramatic, we just got lucky. Let's hurry up and get through this quickly so we can go home and get some sleep."

Xia Qingyue also recovered from her shock. She glanced at Lin Mo, her eyes filled with even more respect.

Not only is he exceptionally talented, but he's also so humble and unassuming; all I want to do is sleep...

This is the true demeanor of a master.

"Everyone, listen to Young Master Lin and keep moving forward!"

Xia Qingyue quickly gave the order, "Maintain formation! Since Young Master Lin is going all out, let's advance at full speed!"

……

On the other side, on the rocky beach outside the instance.

Ye Hongyu leaned against the front of the car, with five or six cigarette butts scattered around her feet.

The tiny specks of crimson flickered uncertainly in the darkness.

"It's been half an hour..."

Ye Hongyu raised her wrist to check the time, her brows furrowing slightly.

Although she had great confidence in Lin Mo's superb micro-management skills, it was still a difficult dungeon, and even an elite team could only clear the outer area in half an hour at most.

She took a deep drag on her cigarette, preparing to exhale a smoke ring.

Sudden.

Om-!

A tremor came from underground.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely oppressive and evil aura enveloped the entire rocky beach.

"Um?!"

Ye Hongyu's expression changed drastically, and she looked up sharply at the spatial rift.

The dungeon entrance, which had originally emitted a mysterious purple light, was now filled with an intense, impenetrable darkness that was surging wildly.

Like the eye of a demon from hell, it slowly opened.

"This...this is..."

Ye Hongyu's pupils suddenly contracted.

For the first time, a look of terror appeared on her usually calm and cold face.

"Abyssification?!"

"How is that possible..."

As an experienced soldier, Ye Hongyu knew all too well what this scene meant.

In this world, dungeons are divided into two categories.

One type is a fixed, stable, and secure copy.

Another type is the temporary instance space opened through the "random instance scroll".

These temporary instances have an extremely low probability of being corrupted by the aura of the other-dimensional abyss and mutating.

How low is this probability?

One in ten thousand! Or even lower!

Jianghai City has not seen a case of "Dungeon Abyssification" for eight whole years!

"Oh no, something's going to happen to the young master..."

Ye Hongyu's fingertips trembled, and she extinguished the cigarette butt. She turned around, took out her phone, and dialed Lin Tianhao's number.

If the abyss-like dungeons simply involve monsters getting stronger, then there's still a glimmer of hope.

But the most terrifying thing is that in a normal instance, you can force yourself out of the instance and save your life by crushing the "return scroll" you carry.

This was also her biggest source of confidence in letting Lin Mo in, because she had given Lin Mo several [return scrolls] while they were in the car.

but……

Once the instance becomes Abyss, the return scroll will become invalid.

There is only one way to survive: defeat the final boss and complete the game.

"Beep—beep—"

The call was connected in just two rings.

"Feed? Hongyu, did Mo'er clear the level? That's pretty fast..."

Lin Tianhao's hearty laughter came through the receiver.

"Commander! Something's happened!"

Ye Hongyu speaks extremely fast:

"The instance where the young master is located... has undergone an abyssal transformation!"

"What did you say?!"

On the other end of the phone came the sound of a teacup shattering, followed by Lin Tianhao's howl, "Wait for me, I'm coming right now!"