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

The next morning.

Lin Mo groggily turned over and reached out to touch the bedside table.

A maid who was already waiting immediately handed over a cup of warm honey water.

"Young master, have some water..."

Lin Mo cleared his throat and finally woke up completely.

He stretched comfortably.

"So comfortable~"

I slept so well that I felt incredibly refreshed.

Out of habit, Lin Mo opened his personal attribute panel.

Name: Lin Mo

[Class: Mage]

[Level: Lv.17 (92%)]

"Um?"

Lin Mo raised an eyebrow and subconsciously glanced at the skill bar.

[Fireball] yawned, his face showing exhaustion yet utter satisfaction: Ah... is this what dawn feels like?

[The Fireball spell glanced at Lin Mo: Awake? Last night I wiped out the entire monster family in that area.]

[The Fireball spell said proudly: "No need to thank me, these are all necessary accumulations on the path to forbidden spells."]

[Status: Sage Mode after extreme excitement (Slightly sleepy, but still can fight! Urgently needs to replenish fire elemental food.)]

Lin Mo couldn't help but sigh.

"Little fire, little fire..."

"If I had the means, I would at least award you a 'Best Paper of the Year' trophy and parade you through the streets with a big red flower on your head."

[Fireball Technique: A mere empty title, I care nothing for it. What I care about is power!]

"Okay, okay, okay."

Lin Mo was in a great mood and got out of bed.

Soon, Lin Mo, having finished washing up, arrived at the restaurant humming a little tune.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin Tianhao had already taken their seats.

The atmosphere today is more solemn than usual.

Lin Tianhao was dressed in a smart military uniform, his chest adorned with rows of dazzling medals. He exuded an imposing aura and commanded respect without even trying.

Su Wan also changed into a dignified black dress, her hair was styled in an updo, making her look elegant and capable.

"Good morning, Dad and Mom."

Lin Mo pulled out a chair and sat down, casually picking up a piece of toast. "So grand? Anyone who didn't know better would think you're getting promoted to city lord today."

Lin Tianhao's eye twitched, and he said seriously:

"You brat, today's a big exam, the whole city is watching. I'm one of the examiners, can't you at least dress more formally?"

Su Wan served Lin Mo a bowl of [Crimson Flame Beef Brisket Congee] and said softly, "Eat more. The big exam is physically demanding, so don't go hungry."

"Thank you, Mom."

Lin Mo took the porridge and took a sip with relish.

Lin Tianhao then reminded him:

"By the way, Lin Mo, the admissions officer for the 'Dragon Order Class' at Kyoto Tianlong Academy will be here today. Make sure you perform well."

"The Dragon Order Class?" Lin Mo raised an eyebrow. "Is it that impressive?"

Lin Tianhao chuckled, "Son, let me put it this way. Every year, millions of candidates take the professional exams throughout the entire Dragon Kingdom."

"Those who can get into Tianlong Academy are geniuses who are one in ten thousand."

"And the 'Dragon Order Class' never admits more than 20 students each year!"

"hiss……"

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo gasped, "That's really impressive."

"Of course!"

Lin Tianhao continued, "Once you get into this class, it's like entering the privileged class of the country. You even have the privilege of acting first and asking for permission later while you're still in school. Do you understand?"

"Okay, I understand, Dad. Don't worry, I'll definitely make you proud."

Lin Mo slurped his porridge, speaking indistinctly.

For him, the big exam was just a way to make his parents proud; it didn't matter where he went.

Anyway, skills will upgrade and be learned on their own.

Seeing their son's confident demeanor, Lin Tianhao and Su Wan exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with satisfaction.

"Good! That's ambitious!"

Lin Tianhao laughed loudly, stood up, and patted Lin Mo on the shoulder:

"Since you're confident, then Dad can rest assured."

Su Wan also stood up, straightened Lin Mo's collar, and said gently:

"Just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself. Whether you get into that top-tier class or not, you'll always be the best in your parents' eyes."

Lin Tianhao glanced at his watch, his expression hardening:

"Alright, it's almost time."

"Your mother and I have to go over there first to keep things in order."

"Today is a big day after all. As high-ranking officials, we must arrive early to check the security measures at the examination sites."

"Just finish your breakfast and take the family car there."

Lin Mo nodded:

"Okay, Mom and Dad, you go ahead with your work, I'll eat slowly."

……

……

Jianghai City, Professional Examination Monitoring and Command Center.

Inside the huge circular hall, hundreds of high-definition screens monitor every corner of the examination room in real time.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin Tianhao have arrived at the VIP monitoring room on the second floor.

at this time,

"Old Lin, you tricked me all the way from Kyoto. If I end up with nothing to see, I'll never forgive you."

A slightly languid voice rang out.

Lin Tianhao turned his head to look.

Xu Wenchang was holding two walnuts in his hands and was walking slowly over.

"Hahaha, how could that be? We've been friends for so many years! When have I ever cheated you?"

Lin Tianhao laughed and got up to greet him.

Xu Wenchang rolled his eyes and plopped down on the sofa:

"Come on, what kind of ivory could you possibly spit out of that mouth of yours?"

"And what do you mean your son simultaneously mastered four skills in both fire and earth elements, and that he can control them like an extension of his own arm, hitting exactly where he's pointed?"

"Fire and earth combination techniques? Are you writing a novel?"

"To be honest, I definitely wouldn't have come if it weren't for the fact that we used to share a bunk bed."

Lin Tianhao simply smiled mysteriously and poured Xu Wenchang a cup of tea:

"You'll find out whether it's a novel or not when the exam starts."

"I only have one thing to say: if you don't accept my son into your Dragon School today, it will be the biggest loss of your life! It will be a loss for the country!"

"Don't try to make me feel valuable..."

Just as the two were arguing, Zhao Lei arrived with several adjutants.

His gaze immediately fell on Xu Wenchang, his pupils contracted slightly, clearly showing some surprise.

"Hey, isn't this Old Xu? What are you doing here?"

He couldn't understand why Xu Wenchang would appear here.

Could it be... for his son with S-level talent?

Thinking of this, Zhao Lei was overjoyed.

Looks like I have a lot of influence, I didn't even have to call anyone over, I just came running over here like a little puppy.

Xu Wenchang turned his head slightly upon hearing the sound.

The three of them were classmates at the same university.

At that time, Lin Tianhao was recognized throughout the school as a fighting maniac, with an overwhelming advantage in strength.

Zhao Lei, on the other hand, is the perennial runner-up who is always overshadowed by Lin Tianhao.

As for Xu Wenchang himself, he was just a bystander who enjoyed watching the drama unfold.

For decades, Zhao Lei has been determined to beat Lin Tianhao, a fact that is no secret among his old classmates.

"Haha, Lao Zhao, long time no see."

Xu Wenchang did not stand up, but simply said with a faint smile, "I came here at Lao Lin's invitation."

"Invited by...Old Lin?"

Zhao Lei paused for a moment, then his tone became somewhat strange:

"Old Xu, you're not kidding, are you?"

Xu Wenchang shrugged. "Yeah, Old Lin raved about his son, calling him a once-in-a-millennium genius, and insisted that I come and see for myself."

"puff--"

Zhao Lei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He withdrew his hand, straightened his collar, and then plopped down on the sofa on the other side.

"Old Lin, what kind of place is the Dragon Order Class? It's a place where you judge by your raw strength!"

"You invited Old Xu here, were you trying to pull strings?"

"Or... did you prepare a one-time-use skill scroll for Lin Mo, hoping to cheat?"

At this point, Zhao Lei solemnly reminded him, "I advise you not to have such thoughts; the consequences of cheating in the exam are very serious."

Lin Tianhao didn't even lift his eyelids, and blew on the steam in his teacup:

"Zhao Lei, that's all the vision you have."

"You're always judging others by your own petty standards. No wonder you couldn't catch up with me back then, and now... you won't be able to catch up with the next generation either."

"you--!"

Zhao Lei's face darkened.

But he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "Hmph, I'll see what kind of extraordinary performance your son has in store."

After saying that, Zhao Lei ignored Lin Tianhao and turned to look at Xu Wenchang:

"Old Xu, I suggest you pay more attention to my Zhao Yu."

"S-rank fire elemental affinity, a flame mage! I've been giving him intensive training these past few days; his skill proficiency, his casting speed, wow..."

Zhao Lei gave a thumbs-up, looking very proud:

"He's definitely a top prospect for Jianghai City this year!"

Xu Wenchang listened to Zhao Lei's boasting and smiled politely:

"An S-rank fire mage, indeed quite impressive."

"However... recruiting for the Dragon Order Class depends on fate and performance on the day."

"Take a look, take a look, no rush."

Xu Wenchang's reply was watertight, neither agreeing nor completely refusing; it was a typical example of perfunctory writing.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Lei immediately leaned back on the sofa.

He was overjoyed.

The son, who originally possessed S-level talent, was given absolutely no chance to demonstrate it to the Dragon Order Class admissions officers.

As a result, Lin Tianhao invited Xu Wenchang over.

Now that's settled. No matter how powerful Lin Mo, that blank-slate mage, is, how powerful can he be?

It certainly wouldn't catch the eye of the admissions officers for the Dragon Order Class, but it gave his son Zhao Yu an excellent stage to showcase his talents.

This was a divine assist!

Thinking of this, Zhao Lei picked up his phone, edited a message, and sent it to his son, Zhao Yu.

[Son, behave well later, the admissions officer for the Dragon Order Class is here!]