104: Chapter 104 What bad thing did he do this time?

Lin Mo looked at Dean Zhou Qingyuan with an expression of astonishment, almost believing he had misheard.

"Dean, are you mistaken? You want our freshman team to take on a mission above A-Rank?"

Dean Zhou Qingyuan smiled calmly, "Take a look at the mission details first; you might find yourself interested."

Lin Mo picked up the file with skepticism. The moment he opened it, his eyebrows shot up.

"Mount Emei… A remnant of an ancient Martial Ancestor Sect? What the hell is this?"

The more he read, the more surprised he became. He looked up at Dean Zhou Qingyuan, his eyes filled with confusion.

He had only learned fragments of information about ancient martial arts from books.

He was also aware that ancient martial arts families still existed in this world.

But this was his first time hearing about an ancient Martial Ancestor Sect.

Moreover, it was a ruin.

The implications behind this were quite intriguing.

"The mission was initiated by several ancient martial arts families," Dean Zhou Qingyuan explained.

"They not only invited the authorities to intervene but also sent exploration invitations to a select few academies."

She paused and added, "Originally, our academy was not on the invitation list, but since I awakened a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill yesterday, they granted our academy one team slot."

It seemed he had underestimated the weight of a Heaven-Rank Soul Skill.

It could actually make the authorities give her, a Dean, such Face.

However… he was already somewhat interested in these ancient martial arts.

Furthermore… lately, he had been gathering information to help System AI research a cultivation method that integrates spirit, Soul Power, and physical body.

Perhaps this cursed Sect ruin contained the related information he needed.

"The danger level of this mission…" Lin Mo looked up and asked, his tone becoming more serious.

"Above A-Rank," Dean Zhou Qingyuan nodded, then changed the subject, "But the reality might reach S-Rank. Whether you go or not is entirely up to you."

"Oh? Do I not need to ask Teacher An and the others for their opinions?" Lin Mo was somewhat surprised.

"They all listen to you," Dean Zhou Qingyuan said in a calm tone, as if she were talking about something perfectly ordinary.

Lin Mo was momentarily speechless—who was the teacher and who was the student here?

He steadied himself, closed the file, and replied decisively, "Fine, I'll take this mission. When do we depart?"

"The flight is at noon, flying directly to Tian City. Someone will be there to meet you."

Lin Mo checked his watch; it was already past nine. At most, they had a little over two hours to prepare.

"So urgent?" He raised an eyebrow but didn't dwell on it. He casually said goodbye and walked toward the door, "I'll go tell them to pack their things now."

As soon as he reached the hallway, he ran into Teacher An Nuolan and the team members walking toward him.

Lu Mengmeng waved her claws from afar and shouted, "Boss! Did you get a mission?"

Teacher An Nuolan also cast an inquiring look, "Did you accept the mission?"

"Yes. Everyone go back and pack. Meet in an hour and a half, then we go straight to the airport," Lin Mo said concisely.

"Yay! We have a big mission!" Lu Mengmeng waved her claws excitedly, her eyes sparkling.

The other teammates could hardly hide their excitement.

Generally, missions for freshmen were limited to below B-Rank.

But now they were allowed to break the rules and accept this one.

Although the danger level was high, a big mission meant high academic credits and high rewards.

Especially for Su Xiaoxiao and Mu Liuli, who planned to take the civil service exam after graduation.

Credits were hard currency; having more meant having more confidence.

"Do we need to buy any equipment ourselves?" Niu Dachun scratched his head.

Recently, supporting five girlfriends who were both voracious eaters and diligent was quite expensive.

Moreover, his mother, Auntie Lan, called the day before yesterday saying that her Martial Soul had re-condensed and she needed a lot of money to resume Cultivate.

He could only save where he could.

"Daily necessities are enough; the academy will prepare the equipment," Lin Mo instructed, "Move fast, don't be late."

"Understood!" the four responded in unison, turning and running toward the dorms, their footsteps as light as if they were stepping on the wind.

Teacher An Nuolan and Teacher Shen Yao watched their joyful backs and smiled helplessly.

"Let's go coordinate the vehicles and passes first."

Noon.

The plane carrying Lin Mo and his group of seven soared into the sky on time.

After the global mutation, the geography of Blue Star had undergone tremendous changes.

The entire planet seemed to have expanded.

...

Back at the academy, Dean Zhou Qingyuan was in her office processing daily documents, the tip of her pen scratching across the paper.

Suddenly, the office door was pushed open violently, and a female assistant rushed in with a panicked expression:

"Dean! The authorities... someone from that department is here!"

Dean Zhou Qingyuan initially wanted to reprimand her for being improper, but upon hearing this, her brow furrowed, "That department? Which department? Speak clearly."

Before she could finish speaking, a team of people wearing special combat uniforms filed in, moving as swiftly as cheetahs, instantly surrounding the small office.

They stood tall with sharp, eagle-like gazes, exuding a murderous aura honed from long battles.

When she saw the dark patterns on their uniforms, Dean Zhou Qingyuan's heart skipped a beat.

This was not the attire of a regular department. How could she, a dean of a second-tier academy, attract this level of attention?

"What is this…" She suppressed her shock and suspicion, speaking in a deep voice.

At this moment, a cold-faced, middle-aged officer stepped out from behind the crowd, the special insignia on his shoulder strap gleaming coldly under the lights.

He raised his hand in a standard military salute, his voice deep and powerful, "Hello, Dean Zhou. I am Officer Luo Yu from the Dragon Kingdom Special Affairs Group. Please cooperate with our work, thank you."

It really was them… Dean Zhou Qingyuan raised her eyebrows again.

The Special Affairs Group, full name Special Incident Handling Group, was also jokingly called the "Dragon Group" by the public.

This organization was specifically responsible for handling and researching abnormal events related to various Secret Realms and was a top-tier special department on par with the National Security Group.

Every member inside was a talent, and they spoke so well…

Not to mention a dean of a second-tier academy, even the principals of first-tier academies and the president of the Martial Arts Association wouldn't dare to act out in front of them, because their department truly had experts.

Dean Zhou Qingyuan steadied herself, stood up, and returned the salute. Her tone was calm but cautious:

"Officer Luo, you are too polite. Dean Zhou Qingyuan of the Eastern Martial Soul Academy is willing to cooperate with your work."

Officer Luo Yu nodded, signaling his subordinates to lower their guard. His tone softened slightly, yet remained undeniably serious, "Rest assured, Dean Zhou. We are here this time to inquire about a student at your academy named Lin Mo."

"Lin Mo?"

Hearing this name, Dean Zhou Qingyuan's heart trembled violently, her fingers holding the teacup tightening imperceptibly.

Looking for Lin Mo? What kind of trouble did this kid cause this time?

As for Lin Mo, this "Prodigy," as the Dean, she had long ago had his background thoroughly investigated.

From the time he was adopted by the orphanage to his growth trajectory over the next dozen years, everything that could be checked had been checked, but the result was like a collection of contradictions.

One extreme was his academics.

His attendance in class was pitifully low, yet he could firmly dominate the top spot in every exam; he was an absolute Prodigy student.

The other extreme was his unpredictable personality.

He was as black-bellied as if he had been soaked in ink. Even though his classmates were rich or noble, no one had more pocket money than him.

What was even stranger was that those guys who had been pampered since childhood were like mice seeing a cat when they saw him.

Only when he Awakening his Martial Soul did this kid behave for a while.

But later, for some reason, his Martial Soul mutated, and he immediately changed back.

But it was undeniable that he was truly a Prodigy Great Master of Martial Soul theory.

Thinking that the other party might have done something terrible, attracting the Special Affairs Group, Dean Zhou Qingyuan's heart pounded uncontrollably.

"He, what did he do? Is it serious? Is there any possibility of a reduced sentence?"

Officer Luo Yu: ...?