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

The aircraft flew smoothly at an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Lin Mo was enjoying the military-supplied afternoon tea with great pleasure.

[The Fireball spell caster scoffed: What kind of junk is this? It doesn't have any fire element at all.]

[Earth Shield Spell was also muttering: Master... I want to eat dirt. That mine looked pretty good...]

Lin Mo rolled his eyes:

"Where are we going to find you guys good food on a plane at 20,000 meters altitude? You'll get plenty when you get to school."

"And also, Xiao Tu, what did you just say? I'm a normal human being. It's impossible for me to eat dirt. I'll never eat dirt in my life."

[Earth Shield Technique, looking aggrieved: But Master... that's not ordinary mud, it's hard soil rich in rare minerals, very chewy...]

[Earth Shield Spell attempts to bargain: How about... just one bite? Just one bite...]

"roll."

Lin Mo replied calmly.

at this time,

Wow! There's even a mousse cake!

Han Mengqing rushed to Lin Mo's table and unceremoniously reached out and picked up a piece of cake.

Lin Mo didn't pay any attention.

Anyway, the portion of this military-supplied afternoon tea was really too generous.

Even if he ate until tomorrow morning, he still wouldn't be able to finish it all by himself.

"Han Mengqing, are you a pig?"

Han Mengyao followed behind, looking at her younger sister's starving appearance, and couldn't help but sigh, her eyes full of disdain:

"You ate the whole way in the car, and then you showed off two bags of potato chips in the rest area. Now that you're awake, you want to eat more?"

Is your stomach connected to another dimension?

Han Mengqing didn't take it seriously at all.

She shoved the cake into her mouth with a "whoosh," her cheeks puffing out like a hamster.

"Mind your own business... I'm still growing! How can I grow taller if I don't eat more?"

After saying that, she defiantly licked the cream off her lips, plopped down on the sofa opposite Lin Mo, and then casually eyed the macarons on the plate.

Chu Lingxuan followed along somewhat reservedly, nodded to Lin Mo, and sat down next to Han Mengqing.

The three of them took their seats.

Han Mengqing chewed on her cake while scrolling through her phone.

"That's strange..."

"What's going on? Why can't I find anything?"

Han Mengqing stared at the screen with a puzzled expression.

"What are you searching for?"

Lin Mo asked casually.

Han Mengqing continued scrolling through her phone as she spoke:

"It's the video of our battle against the beast horde on the train just now!"

"Just now on the bus, I clearly saw many passengers recording videos, and several even live-streaming themselves trying to get rockets."

"I wanted to relive Lin Mo's heroic figure, but after searching the entire internet, I couldn't find a single trace of him!"

Lin Mo was taken aback.

He didn't care too much about it, after all, he didn't want to be an internet celebrity.

But it's a bit strange that I can't find anything at all.

At this moment, Han Mengyao said calmly:

"It would be a miracle if you could find it."

"Don't forget who we are now."

"identity?"

Lin Mo was somewhat puzzled, "Students from the Dragon Order Class?"

"That's right."

Han Mengyao's expression turned somewhat serious:

"The files of students in the Dragon Order Class are all top-level state secrets, especially those of freshmen."

"Before we officially enter the 'battlefield,' our abilities, skills, and fighting style must not be revealed."

"battlefield?"

Lin Mo keenly grasped this key word.

You can't blame him for that.

Throughout these years since he transmigrated, all he's thought about is how to spend money and how to enjoy life.

He always lets such things go in one ear and out the other.

Even if his father occasionally mentioned it at the dinner table, he ignored it at the time.

"That's right, the battlefield."

Han Mengyao looked at Lin Mo and patiently explained:

"Do you really think the country established the Dragon Order Class, which only has twenty members, just to cultivate the future's top combat force?"

"Huh? Isn't that right?"

Han Mengqing, with a spoon in her mouth and a blank expression, asked, "Aren't we supposed to be high-ranking officials somewhere, guarding against beast tides?"

Han Mengyao took a deep breath, her urge to freeze her sister into an ice sculpture growing stronger.

She glared at Han Mengqing with a look of disappointment and frustration:

"How many times has Mom said this at the dinner table? Do you have cotton in your ears, or cake in your head?"

"You always get sleepy when we get down to business, and you're completely clueless when it comes to crucial moments!"

Han Mengqing shrank back, muttering guiltily in a low voice:

"Well...it's because the food at home is so delicious, who has the mind to listen to nagging..."

Han Mengyao ignored the foodie and turned to look at Lin Mo:

"Of course not."

Her tone became serious:

"Besides being trained as the future top combat force of the Dragon Order Class, the new students also have an extremely important and special responsibility, which is the 'Battlefield of All Nations'."

"Every so often, the 'Battlefield of All Nations' will open, where each nation is limited to a maximum of 20 professionals."

"Soon, the level 30 Battlefield of All Nations will be opened. At that time, we will represent our country and compete for resources with the top professionals of the same level from other countries."

At this point, Han Mengyao paused, a fervent glint in her eyes:

"The level 30 Battlefield of Nations will produce an extremely important strategic resource: [Class-Specific Weapons]!"

"That is an extremely powerful existence. At the same level and with the same strength, the one with a unique weapon can easily crush the one without a unique weapon."

After listening to Han Mengyao's explanation, Lin Mo suddenly understood.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder they keep information about the new students in the Dragon Order Class so secret, even going so far as to use state power to delete videos and block the news.

This is to prevent other countries from knowing our skills and trump cards in advance, and then we will suffer losses in the international battlefield.

No wonder the government wants to create a special training program for dragons.

It turns out they gathered the nation's top elite freshmen to scavenge for exclusive weapons on the battlefield...

"but……"

Lin Mo frowned and voiced the question that had been on his mind:

"Aren't monsters the common enemy of all mankind?"

"Since everyone is facing the threat of monsters, why don't all countries unite, distribute specialized weapons, and fight the monsters together? Instead, they have to fight each other on the battlefield?"

"Isn't this just internal strife?"

Han Mengqing nodded frantically:

"Yeah, yeah!"

"It's like playing cards. If we're going to work together to take down the landlord, then the peasants definitely need to unite. There's no reason for peasants to throw bombs at each other."

Han Mengyao sighed and shook her head:

"Peasants and landlords? My dear sister, your analogy is quite adorable."

"But what if this hand goes to the end, and the winner takes all, while the loser not only loses everything but also their life? Would you still trust your teammate sitting across from you?"

Han Mengyao looked at Lin Mo and slowly explained:

"Lin Mo, you're right, this is indeed internal strife, but this kind of internal strife is the inevitable result of human greed."

"Long ago, when the first battlefield of nations opened, humanity was indeed as you imagine."

"The five strongest powers at the time signed a treaty, agreeing to allocate the resources produced according to need after entering the battlefield."

"And the result?"

Han Mengyao chuckled softly and shook her head:

"When the first [Forbidden-grade Exclusive Weapon] appeared, the covenant became a worthless piece of paper."

Hearing this, Han Mengqing blinked her big eyes and said innocently:

"Then... then I'll just surrender? It might not sound good, but at least I'll have a powerful backer to cling to, and I'll be able to survive, right? It's better than being eaten by a monster, isn't it?"

Han Mengyao turned her head and looked at her naive and sweet younger sister:

"You think you can live a good life by surrendering?"

"The people of the annexed countries became second-class citizens, or even slaves."

"Their resources were completely plundered, and their young people who had awakened to their professions were forcibly conscripted and incorporated into so-called 'suicide squads'."

Han Mengqing was stunned, her face turning pale.

Han Mengyao continued:

"Our Dragon Kingdom also suffered greatly during that period."

"Countless ancestors died on the battlefield during that period in order to defend a city, and their bodies were never found."

"It wasn't until a battle of all nations that we obtained our first forbidden-level exclusive weapon belonging to our Dragon Kingdom, the 'Dragon Barrier,' that this situation was broken."

"Later, as more and more forbidden-level exclusive weapons appeared, humanity finally gained the ability to stand on equal footing with monsters."

At this point, Han Mengyao's tone was firm:

"All nations understand one thing: on the surface, we can unite to resist the monsters, but in the battlefield of all nations, it's all about individual skill, and life and death are irrelevant."

"We must acquire as many of these powerful weapons as possible."

"If there really existed a gun in this world that could completely end monsters and the apocalypse..."

Han Mengyao stared intently at Lin Mo:

"Then, the finger holding the trigger must belong to our Dragon Kingdom."