Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

"Woof...woof woof..."

The hoarse barking of dogs echoed across the empty training ground of Black Fang Camp.

Zhao Tai landed on all fours.

The fabric on his knees had long been worn through, and rough gravel had embedded itself in his flesh, causing traces of blood to seep out.

He kept his head down, his face almost touching the ground, and with each step he crawled forward, he had to squeeze out a dry bark.

The area was surrounded by people.

Thousands of new students, none of them went back to sleep.

This kind of spectacle of beating a drowning dog is something you only see once a year.

"Brother Tai, you're speaking too softly."

Some people in the crowd started making a fuss.

"Hahaha! What's wrong with Zhao Tai? Why is he always looking for trouble?"

"Yeah, where's that energetic spirit you had in the lobby just now? Keep it up!"

Laughter mixed with whistles scraped against Zhao Tai's back like a dull knife cutting flesh.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot and bulging.

"I refuse to accept this! I, Zhao Tai, am no less than anyone else! I absolutely refuse to admit that I'm weaker than that gigolo!!"

"Woof woof woof!"

He roared, and was then whipped by the camp soldiers supervising him from behind, leaving him only able to bark helplessly.

On the observation deck on the second floor.

Lin Mo looked down at Zhao Tai, whose face was full of dissatisfaction, and smiled.

He enjoys seeing people looking annoyed but unable to do anything about it.

In the shadows on the other side of the hall.

Several people stood ramrod straight, watching the farce unfolding on the playground with cold eyes.

The boy in the lead was wearing silver-gray standard light armor and a dark gold badge on his chest; his name was Chu Tiankuo.

He was a true master, with a total team score of 890 points on the first day!

It possesses the epic class: Storm Controller.

Unlike Zhao Tai, who was just a nobody, the four members of his team were all powerful epic-level classes, geniuses one in a million.

They crushed the third place team with an absolute advantage!

Without Lin Mo, they should have been the undisputed number one.

But now, that 150,000 points hanging at the top of the list is like an invisible slap in the face, striking them hard.

"Brother Chu, this is too fake."

The epic assassin nicknamed "Monkey" beside him lowered his voice, his tone full of resentment.

"15 points? Damn it! They didn't even bother to put on an act!"

"Special Envoy Qin must have personally participated, otherwise he couldn't have achieved such a score! Battalion Commander Zhang must have been suppressed by his superiors and dared not tell the truth."

Chu Tiankuo twirled the magic ring on his finger, his eyes filled with malice.

"Su Xiaoli is a mythical figure."

"It's perfectly normal for the league to boost her boyfriend's ranking and create momentum in order to appease her."

Chu Tiankuo spoke in a cold voice.

"So what do we do? The conglomerate's mission for us is to get first place."

"If we can't get it, won't we become useless pawns?"

The monkey gripped the dagger at his waist tightly.

He still remembers the ruthless methods of the conglomerate.

In their eyes, everyone is nothing more than an object.

If they fail to demonstrate corresponding value, they will only be abandoned.

"Falsified data is ultimately fake."

Chu Tiankuo stared at the sleeping figure on the second floor.

"When hunting in the wild, death and injury are inevitable."

He paused for a moment, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten what the conglomerate gave us to prevent any accidents from happening to us?"

"Are you talking about that?!"

The monkey looked shocked upon hearing this!

The other two looked terrified; they were a priest and a shield warrior.

"What? Do you want the mission to fail?"

The pastor hesitated for a moment, then firmly shook her head.

The shield warrior swallowed hard, and the two said in unison, "We'll listen to the captain."

……

Day two.

The thick fog had not yet dissipated at the Black Fang hunting camp in the early morning.

The heavy iron gate of the camp slowly rose.

Several early risers yawned as they walked out the door, ready to begin the next day's battle.

Lin Mo walked at the back of the crowd.

He walked unsteadily, yawned, and seemed to have not slept enough.

The moment Lin Mo stepped out of the gate into the safe zone, he pulled out the Pig Tooth Longsword and the Berserker's Axe from his storage space.

He raised both hands and placed a knife and an axe directly against his own neck.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!"

The two sharp blades clashed, unleashing an extremely high frequency of sawing motions.

Sparks flew wildly through the morning mist, and the piercing metallic scraping sound instantly drowned out the surrounding conversations.

The freshmen at the camp entrance all stopped in their tracks, staring at the man who was sawing his own carotid artery as he walked, as if they had seen a ghost.

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Holy crap! Isn't this person number one on the leaderboard? Could this be some kind of weird cultivation method?"

In the shadows of the bushes in the distance, Chu Tiankuo and his three teammates had been lying in wait for half an hour.

The assassin teammate, Monkey, was chewing gum when he saw this scene, and his mouth movements instantly froze.

"Pooh."

He spat out the chewing gum.

"Brother Chu..."

The monkey rubbed its eyes, its voice weak.

"He slit his own throat with a weapon, has he gone mad?"

The shield warrior next to him swallowed hard, staring intently at Lin Mo's neck:

"Is this some kind of suicide?"

"They even managed to scrape off some sparks, so why didn't they even break the skin?!"

"Holy crap! He even dulled his weapons!!"

Everyone noticed that the axe and knife blades on Lin Mo's neck had been noticeably worn down...

Chu Tiankuo's eye twitched slightly.

He gripped his staff tightly, staring intently at Lin Mo's movements.

My gaze swept over it.

The weapons are real, not props.

The movements were genuinely powerful; the blinding sparks couldn't be faked.

What does this mean?

He has an exaggerated defensive talent, and he's using this method to warn others not to mess with him?

That's bullshit!

Chu Tiankuo didn't believe it. He was there the day Lin Mo awakened his talent, and he witnessed it with his own eyes.

No matter what, he was going to test Lin Mo's abilities today.

"Never mind what he's doing, just follow him."

"Once he gets to the wilderness, I'll show him what true despair is."

Lin Mo carried his knife and axe, walking three kilometers with sparks flying everywhere.

The surrounding freshmen were already scared away by his crazy demeanor and avoided him.

Qin Lan also felt speechless.

This kid... he's really not even trying to put on an act.

Lin Mo had actually noticed Chu Tiankuo and the others following behind him long ago.

His high mental attribute of 160 points put him far ahead of the other freshmen.

Even an epic-level class, can a level 2 character compare to a level 30 character?

The breathing sounds that Chu Tiankuo and his group thought were concealed were no different from thunder in his ears.

But he couldn't be bothered to pay attention.

He really didn't want to move today.

I played like crazy all day yesterday, and my block level has already broken through the 1,000 mark.

Moreover, I'm currently stuck at level 30 with full experience, and I can't level up at all without completing the first job advancement.

Searching for monsters everywhere to grind skill experience is too inefficient, and my legs get sore from running around.

Lin Mo stopped in his tracks.

He looked around and took a liking to a giant dead tree that was as thick as ten people could hug.

With a leap, he landed steadily on a thick branch five or six meters above the ground.

Putting away his sword and axe, Lin Mo pulled a soft blanket from his spatial storage and spread it out beneath him.

He closed his eyes.

go to bed.

Two hundred meters away, behind a sloping earthen hill.

The monkey held up the high-powered tactical binoculars and maintained this posture for a full ten minutes.

He stiffly put down the binoculars and turned to look at Chu Tiankuo.

"Brother Chu... he's asleep."

The monkey's tone was full of disbelief.

"Damn it, she's really asleep."

"They didn't take us seriously at all."

Chu Tiankuo's face instantly turned ashen.

He felt like a brain-stem-deficient idiot who had been meticulously tracking a formidable foe all the way, only to find out that the other party had come out for a picnic and a nap.