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

at the same time.

Weiguang City, Ling Group branch building, top floor president's office.

Ling Feng leaned back in the pure black leather chair, a cigar still unlit between his fingers.

His gaze was fixed on the series of flashing golden numbers on the screen.

LV.30.

The adjutant standing in front of the desk was drenched in cold sweat, his shirt back soaked through, and he deliberately suppressed his breathing to the lowest possible level.

"Even if he reaches level 30, he still can't be a match for the Night Owl Squad. How could they possibly be wiped out?"

Ling Feng's hoarse voice broke the silence.

The adjutant's legs buckled, and he suddenly knelt down on the ground.

"Young Master! That Lin Mo is inhuman! He... he faced the combined damage of millions of Deadly Needle Bees, and not only did he not die, he used the Needle Bees to wipe out all the Night Owls!"

"Shut up!"

Ling Feng slammed his hand on the table, and the fine mahogany tabletop instantly cracked with several fissures.

He stood up, strode to the holographic projection, braced his hands on the control panel, and his eyes were bloodshot with a dangerous glint.

"He's a basic warrior; even with high-level armor, he should have run out of durability by now."

"Those are millions of magic needle bees, not wild bees by the roadside."

"And, in just three days, he went from level 0 to level 30?"

Ling Feng let out a cold laugh. He threw his cigar on the table and rubbed his face vigorously.

"The highest-level monsters outside of Weiguang City are only around level 30. Even if he stood still and let the monsters line up to kill him, the total experience gained in three days wouldn't be enough for him to reach that level!"

The adjutant raised his head, his voice trembling:

"Then...how exactly did he do that?"

Ling Feng did not answer.

An extremely outrageous, yet uniquely reasonable, guess took shape in his mind.

"Hidden talent."

Ling Feng uttered these four words.

The adjutant was stunned.

"There's only one possibility left."

A glint of extreme greed flashed in Ling Feng's eyes.

"He awakened a second hidden talent, and it's an extremely rare rule-based support talent—increasing the experience gain multiplier!"

"Only a massive amount of experience could allow him to grind that basic parry talent to a level where it could ignore hundreds of points of true damage!"

Having figured this out, Ling Feng felt his breathing become rapid.

The value of hidden talents is certainly not comparable to that of royal selection.

However, in some respects, he was in no way inferior to Wang Xuan.

The alliance leader's adopted daughter has an outrageous hidden talent that can increase monster drop rates.

This talent has brought the league a lot of rare resources, and countless people are eyeing her with envy.

And now.

Lin Mo's hidden talent has been revealed.

If used specifically to cultivate a secondary profession, it would probably become a super money-printing machine in no time!

Its value may not be less than that hidden talent that increases critical hit rate.

"Young Master, then we will immediately mobilize all the peak-level experts of the consortium to set up an ambush in Weiguang City..."

"Idiot!" Ling Feng kicked his adjutant to the ground. "Do you even have a brain?"

He pointed to the edge of the projected image, to the ice-blue figure hidden in the shadows.

"Qin Lan is a fifth-level Grand Mage! Now that she has realized Lin Mo's value, she will definitely stay by his side and protect him to the death."

"We let her catch us off guard last time, but she'll definitely be on guard this time. With the resources of our conglomerate's branch, how can we possibly compete with a fifth-tier expert for her?"

The adjutant clutched his chest as he got up:

"So we're just going to watch him walk into the Alliance headquarters?"

Ling Feng sat back down in his chair, tapping his fingers on the table.

"If you can't eat, don't force yourself to, or you'll easily break your teeth."

"This level of profit is beyond what a single branch of the Ling Group can handle."

"If we can't have it, we'll sell it for a good price."

Ling Feng turned on the communicator on the table and entered a series of commands.

The screen flickered a few times, and a holographic interface without any logos popped up.

On the other end of the screen, it was pitch black, with only the sound of even breathing audible.

"Ling Feng?"

A deep, middle-aged male voice came from the speaker.

"Third Master Zhang, it's late at night, but I have a very important business deal I'd like to discuss with the Zhang family."

Ling Feng lowered his posture and spoke respectfully.

"What kind of huge business could you possibly have with your tiny branch in Glimmer City?"

The other party spoke with contempt.

"What if I told you I'd discovered someone with a hidden talent that grants an extremely high experience multiplier?"

On the other end of the communication channel, the breathing paused for two seconds.

What do you want?

"I want a level two crown."

"Can."

"His name is Lin Mo, an orphan from a commoner family. He awakened as a basic warrior and leveled up to level 30 in three days."

"Qin Lan is protecting him right now, and I can't do anything about it, but your Zhang family has been rooted in the alliance for many years and has all sorts of powerful connections."

"Perhaps there's a chance to get Lin Mo."

A full half minute passed before the voice known as Master Zhang rang out again, carrying a hint of condescending indifference.

"Send me all his information."

Communication was cut off.

Ling Feng looked at the darkened screen and a smile appeared on his lips.

Since we can't get involved ourselves, watching the fight from the sidelines can be quite enjoyable.

……

At the same time.

The core city, Tianfu District, Zhang Family Manor.

Inside an ancient temple suspended in mid-air.

As Zhang Sanye looked at the data report coming from the encrypted channel, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Three days, level 30.

Surprisingly, Ling Feng, that little brat, actually discovered something good.

"Go, connect to the hidden line in Weiguang City."

Master Zhang gave instructions to the shadow behind him.

A moment later, the holographic projection lit up in the center of the ancient hall.

In the scene, Battalion Commander Zhang Tianzhen, who had just announced the assessment results in the hunting hall, is standing in his locked battalion commander's office.

He bowed deeply to the screen, not daring to even look up.

"Third Master."

"What's the current situation with that Lin Mo? Did Qin Lan take him back to the core city?"

Master Zhang got straight to the point.

Zhang Tianzhen swallowed hard, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Reporting to Third Master, Lin Mo... he wants to go directly to Yizhan."

"Oh?"

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Sanye's tone.

"Is this kid in such a hurry? Well, I can understand, after all, leveling up is fast."

Zhang Tianzhen took a deep breath and truthfully reported what had just happened in the hall.

"He...he chose to enter the hellish job advancement instance."

These words were spoken.

The spacious ancient hall fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Master Zhang's hand, holding the teacup, froze in mid-air, the tea in the cup not even causing a ripple.

"Hell level?"

Master Zhang's hawk-like eyes narrowed sharply.

"Are you sure he chose the Hell difficulty level?"

"It's absolutely true! Qin Lan tried her best to stop him, but he insisted on going his own way, and his family member Su Xiaoli also agreed."

Zhang Tianzhen quickly assured him.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhang Sanye suddenly laughed.

Laughter echoed through the empty ancient hall, carrying a chilling undertone.

"He's like someone who'd rather walk into hell than take the path to heaven."

He slammed the teacup down on the table.

"Qin Lan is determined to protect him. It's really difficult for us to take action from the outside. The rules of the alliance are there, and no one can openly break ties with headquarters."

"But the Hell-level class change dungeon is a completely independent spatial fragment!"

"That's an arena for level 30 professionals; Qin Lan, a fifth-tier mage, has no chance of getting in!"

Zhang Tianzhen whispered flattery on the screen:

"Third Master is brilliant! Once he enters the dungeon, without the protection of the Alliance's powerful members, his pitiful foundation will make him nothing more than a fish on a chopping board."

"Fish?"

Master Zhang snorted coldly, his eyes becoming incredibly sharp.

"You think this piece of meat is so easy to bite? If the Alliance protects him to the death, it won't be easy to touch him even in a dungeon."

Master Zhang stood up and walked towards the depths of the main hall.

"Notify the Shadow Guard."

"Activate Contingency Plan No. 3."

In the shadows of a corner of the main hall, a dark figure knelt on one knee.

Zhang Sanye's voice had no emotional fluctuations.

"Our Zhang family secured three slots at the entrance to this Hell-level dungeon."

"Have Zhang Ling lead the team and tell him to bring Lin Mo back intact."

"I want to make him a high-end tool exclusively for our Zhang family."