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

"Thump—thump—thump—"

The heavy sound of war drums echoed throughout the camp.

The steel city gate, half a meter thick, emitted a harsh mechanical grinding sound as it slowly opened to both sides.

A cold, mechanical voice came over the lobby loudspeaker:

"The siege and hunt have officially begun."

"Everyone, enter the buffer zone."

The real hunt has begun.

Having lost the argument, Zhao Tai shouted indignantly:

"What kind of hero are they who only know how to talk big?"

"Let's see who's the best on the field!"

"Yes, yes! Let's see who's the best on the field!"

His several lackey teammates echoed in unison.

Lin Mo was speechless.

What a bunch of idiots.

He picked up an iron sword distributed by the camp and chose a direction to walk away alone.

As he walked, he carried the iron sword on his shoulder and kept sawing his own neck.

[Parry Talent Experience +10000]

[Parry Talent Experience +10000]

……

The tips kept popping up, but Lin Mo, used to it, stopped paying attention.

As for why the neck was sawed off, it's because it's the most comfortable way to walk.

It doesn't matter; it's convenient for gaining experience points.

At this moment, Qin Lan rode a griffin high in the sky, following him from a distance.

It took about an hour to walk.

The scene before Lin Mo's eyes began to change.

The bluestone path underfoot had completely disappeared, replaced by cracked and blackened scorched earth.

A faint stench of decay filled the air; the vegetation was withered and yellow, its bared branches reaching out towards the gloomy sky.

Ahead stood a rusty iron sign:

[Uncontrolled Zone: Area where level 1-5 monsters are active. Danger Level: Low.]

Lin Mo stopped and casually removed the iron sword that had been sawing through his neck.

He shook his aching arm and glanced at the panel on his retina.

[Parry (Level 591): Each time you take damage, reduce any damage taken by 5910 points.]

"Phew, the higher the level, the more experience you need. I only leveled up to almost 28 levels in an hour. I need to improve my efficiency."

Lin Mo stretched his limbs and glanced at the undulating barren hills ahead.

Once you leave the buffer zone, you're likely to encounter monsters at any time.

He can level up by killing just one monster!

The experience gain multiplier will also increase at an astonishing rate!

Meanwhile, high in the sky.

Qin Lan rode on the back of the Shadow Griffin, the wind blowing her ice-blue robes.

She held a high-powered tactical telescope in her hand, and Lin Mo's movements were clearly reflected in the telescope.

"Team leader, Su Xiaoli has safely arrived at the core city Tianfu Base."

Chen Rui's hoarse voice came through the communicator in his ear.

"Okay, tell her that I'll be watching over Lin Mo personally, so nothing will happen."

"Team leader, you're incredibly insightful! How did you know Su Xiaoli kept asking about Lin Mo?"

Qin Lan replied speechlessly.

"Because I'm not a pig."

"Sorry, I was just being a pig."

"From the moment he left the camp, he carried the broken iron sword issued by the system and kept cutting his own throat along the way."

Qin Lan couldn't help but complain.

"It took an hour to cut. Not even a layer of skin was broken."

There was a full five seconds of silence on the other end of the communicator.

"Is he... grinding for talent experience?"

Chen Rui's tone was strange.

"How much experience can I gain this way?"

Qin Lan put down her binoculars and chuckled.

"If I keep cutting things for a month, can I gain 1 point of talent experience?"

"Team leader, when do you plan to bring him back? That girl is hard to appease here; we have to let her see Lin Mo alive."

"What's the rush?"

Qin Lan looked down at the thin figure below.

"Leave him with some psychological trauma, so that he will never again have the thought of flirting with death."

"What's wrong with being in logistics? I think they wouldn't even allow it."

"Okay, team leader, take it easy. Don't really let him lose an arm or a leg."

Communication was cut off.

Qin Lan raised the binoculars again.

In his line of sight, Lin Mo had already passed the iron sign.

"rustle--"

The waist-high clump of withered grass on the right suddenly shook violently.

Lin Mo suddenly stopped and turned to look.

A deep roar came from deep within the grass.

Immediately afterwards, a wolf over one and a half meters long, covered in stiff black fur, slowly strolled out.

Its eyes gleamed crimson, and foul-smelling saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth.

Demonized Wasteland Wolf

Rating: 3

Power: 45

Physical condition: 20

Agility: 20

Spirit: 5

HP: 200/200

It set its sights on Lin Mo.

In its instincts, it knew that this human was weaker than it, and although there was less meat, it could still manage to eat a couple of bites.

Lin Mo did not retreat, nor did he even change his sword-wielding posture.

"Come."

Lin Mo beckoned to the Steppenwolf with his finger.

"Awoo!"

The Steppenwolf suddenly exerted force with its hind legs, leaving a black afterimage that left a trail of foul wind in the air, its sharp fangs aimed straight for Lin Mo's throat!

Above, Qin Lan, perched on the griffin's back, frowned.

"What is this idiot doing? Why isn't he using his sword to parry? Why isn't he dodging?"

Faced with the onslaught of a level 3 monster, a level 1 warrior with no equipment actually stood still!

That's suicide!

Qin Lan was holding a prop in her hand, which matched the teleportation prop she had left on Lin Mo.

As soon as she activates the device in her hand, Lin Mo will instantly appear beside her.

Although she wanted to teach Lin Mo a lesson, if something really happened, she wouldn't be able to explain it to Su Xiaoli.

Just before she made her move.

Lin Mo shoved his hand directly into the wolf's gaping maw!

"Awoo~"

The wolf let out a painful howl.

There was no gushing blood, no cracking sound of bones breaking.

Instead, a dull "crack" sound rang out!

It's like biting into a solid steel ingot!

A gray-white number slowly floated up above Lin Mo's head.

"-0"

[Received 40 points of damage, have blocked 5910 points of damage!]

The Steppenwolf painfully opened its mouth and retreated repeatedly.

A strangely human-like confusion flashed in its eyes, and most of its sharp teeth were broken, as if it had bitten the toes of a high-level boss.

Its attack power is 45 points.

Lin Mo's block damage is 5910 points.

This is like trying to smash a mountain with a block of tofu; it's no longer a question of whether it can break through the defenses.

"I didn't feel anything at all?"

Lin Mo twisted his neck and looked down at the Steppenwolf.

"Sweetie, does my hand taste good?"