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

Su Wan followed closely behind, her staff shining brightly.

Lin Yao was the slowest runner, but she gritted her teeth and kept up.

Lu Fei walked at the very back, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

Chu Kuang, who was originally dressed in casual clothes, was instantly dressed in a set of silver-white heavy armor!

"Stop it right now! I'll protect Lin Mo!"

Chu Kuang swung his axe at the alien prince who was swinging his sword.

The crown prince instinctively dodged to the side, parrying with his broadsword.

"Looking for death again?"

Just as the crown prince was about to retaliate, he suddenly noticed the alliance emblems on Chu Kuang and the others, and his movements faltered.

"Wait a moment."

"They are my people."

Lin Mo spoke up.

"What, your people?"

Chu Kuang maintained his fighting stance, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Li Yueyue, a prince from another race, a princess from another race, and a candidate for saintess of the Nine Netherworld Temple.

Who here has any connection with Lin Mo?

"Lin Mo?"

Chu Kuang asked,

"Don't be fooled by them! The alien races and the Nine Netherworld Temple are full of cunning schemes! They definitely have ill intentions towards you!"

He immediately realized that Lin Mo had fallen victim to their strange behavior.

"They are my technicians."

Lin Mo interrupted him.

Chu Kuang's words caught in his throat.

"...What?"

"This is Technician Number 1," Lin Mo said, pointing to the alien prince.

"Number 2." He then pointed to the princess.

"Number 3." The last word pointed to Li Yueyue.

The foreign prince raised his sword in humiliation.

With red eyes, Li Yueyue raised her staff.

The princess remained silent.

Chu Kuang shifted his gaze to the Crown Prince—this alien prince, whose body was covered in blue blood, whose eyes were unfocused, and whose arms were still mechanically slashing.

Then look at Li Yueyue—he recognized her; she was a very famous genius from the Nine Netherworld Temple.

Now, this once-mighty Starlight Summoner, his robes covered in mud and tears, sniffs as he unleashes a round of skills.

Chu Kuang put away his battle axe with a puzzled expression.

Su Wan stepped forward, her clear eyes surveying the scene before she finally spoke.

"Junior Brother Lin Mo... you've got the alien prince and the Holy Maiden of the Nine Netherworld Temple to be your technicians?"

"right."

Lin Mo took out a small stool from his spatial ring and sat down.

"They're giving me work, is there a problem?"

Su Wan's lips twitched, her expression one of utter shock.

Lin Yao's weak voice came from behind:

"What do technicians do?"

These words were so blunt that they made everyone feel awkward, and no one said a word.

Lu Fei finally got closer.

He put his hands in his pockets, glanced at the two alien races, then at Li Yueyue, and finally let out a soft hum.

"You've got some skills."

Then he found a rock to lean against and closed his eyes.

"Number 1, don't stop, keep going."

Lin Mo ignored Lu Fei, clapped his hands, and the alien prince began to swing his sword again.

Thousands of sword energies struck Lin Mo, splashing up a series of "-0" damage numbers.

Chu Kuang silently lowered the battle axe that he had raised halfway.

He couldn't understand the scene unfolding before his eyes at all.

"Whoosh!"

A dark figure darted out from behind the gravel slope at great speed, its dagger aimed straight at Lin Mo's lower back.

Before Chu Kuang could react.

"Bang!"

The alien prince slashed him away with a single blow!

The attacker's two arms were completely severed from his body!

"ah--!"

A scream pierced the desolate wasteland.

Lu Fei reacted the fastest, his chain sickle drawing an arc of light, binding the attacker's legs tightly and dragging him in front of the crowd.

He was an assassin dressed in night clothes, with a dark red family crest embroidered on his chest.

"Which company is it this time?"

Lin Mo glanced down at it listlessly.

He has encountered far too many people like this along the way.

The assassin was in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Lu Fei crouched down, pressed the tip of his sickle against the assassin's Adam's apple, and slowly slashed downwards.

"I'm asking you a question."

"Lin...Lin family!"

The assassin finally couldn't hold out any longer and randomly named a faction.

"These are Zhang Jiafa's coordinates! More than twenty factions have already assembled!"

More than 20!!!

"Are you kidding me?!"

Chu Kuang and his three companions were immediately shocked.

Although they had long been prepared to be targeted along with Lin Mo, hearing the absurd number of opponents still sent chills down their spines.

"How many people were there in total?"

Chu Kuang's voice turned somber.

"Three hundred...no, maybe more now!"

The assassin gasped for breath.

"They're all heading towards the safe zone! They plan to lure Lin Mo into their trap within the circle!!"

silence.

The gravel was blown by the wind and rolled across the ground, making a soft rustling sound.

Chu Kuang's expression changed little by little.

Three hundred people!

These are not three hundred ordinary people!

These are over three hundred fully armed prodigies, equipped with dark gold sets and various trump cards!

He turned to look at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was squatting on the ground rummaging through the assassin's spatial ring, his expression like that of someone picking out cabbages at a market.

"You can leave, but I won't leave."

"You don't have the ability to help me; staying here will only lead to your deaths."

"I won't blame you guys, you're just really bad."

Chu Kuang's lips twitched upon hearing this.

What's going on with Lin Mo? Why are you staying here?

to death?

Give us back our vegetables? Are you crazy?

Then he pulled out a shimmering silver roll from his pocket.

"You said it yourself, I'm quitting."

Chu Kuang didn't want to say anything unnecessary.

He didn't want to stay and die.

Three hundred against five? Are you kidding me, bro?

A flash of silver light.

Chu Kuang's figure disappeared from the wasteland.

Su Wan frowned deeply.

She walked up to Lin Mo.

These things are for you.

Lin Mo looked up at her.

Su Wan dumped everything out of her spatial ring.

Six high-level health potions, 20 mana potions, two stealth scrolls, one shield-breaking rune, and one silver escape scroll.

"These are all for you."

Su Wan stuffed the silver scroll into Lin Mo's hand.

Use it when things are not right.

"unnecessary."

"Take it."

Su Wan's tone suddenly became very serious.

"I don't know why you're going, but you must survive."

Lin Mo looked into her gentle eyes, which held something deep and indescribable.

"I'm sorry, I have reasons why I can't die, and I can't take that risk."

Su Wan said this softly, as if explaining why she left, or as if saying something else entirely.

She didn't say another word.

With a flash of silver light, Su Wan used the disengagement scroll and disappeared from the spot.

Only three people remained on the wasteland—Lin Mo, the twin-tailed priest Lin Yao, and Lu Fei, who was leaning against a rock.

In addition, there are three technicians.

"Ugh... three... three hundred."

"How could you offend so many people? You're the boss, let me kowtow to you."

Lin Yao's voice was trembling.

She is afraid.

She was completely stunned when she heard the number "three hundred people".

She's just a priest, and she even needs others to kill monsters for her. She's only in this dungeon to earn credits.

But she didn't pull out the unwound reel.

Why aren't you leaving?

Lin Mo asked her.

Lin Yao wiped her face and sniffed.

"I promised Xiaoli that I would protect you."

Her legs were shaking violently, but her feet were rooted to the spot, and she didn't take a single step back.

"Are you Xiao Li's friend?"

Lin Mo asked, puzzled.

"Yes...yes."

Lin Yao said with a gloomy expression, her eyes seemingly devoid of all light.

"You're crazy to be willing to die for just a friend?"

Lin Mo smiled helplessly.

"Go back. I won't die. If Xiaoli loses a friend, she will be very sad."

Lin Yao shook her head and stubbornly stayed where she was.

"Alright, hide it yourself later."

Lin Mo shook his head speechlessly.

"Lu Fei".

Lin Mo turned to the last person.

"And you?"

Lu Fei stood up from the rock and dusted off his pants.

He swung the chain sickle around once and hung it back on his waist.

Suddenly he grinned and said:

"I admire people like you who have guts."

"You're really good, kid! You're just my type!"

He paused for a moment, then added a sentence.

"I'll prioritize saving my own life. Whether I help you or not depends on my mood."

Lin Mo also laughed and said frankly:

"You're such an idiot."

Upon hearing this, Lu Fei froze.

"Number 1, Number 2, Number 3."

Lin Mo turned to look at his three technicians and gave them an excited smile.

"Let's go! It's time to find you some colleagues."