33: Why would someone take off their equipment as soon as they enter a dungeon? (Chapter 32)
"Instructor Qin, let me state this first: if the situation becomes impossible, I will exit the dungeon immediately."
He stood up straight, spinning a dagger at his fingertips, creating a cold gleam.
"Acting as a babysitter for a level 30 Blank Slate Warrior... If it weren't for the high credits, I wouldn't even glance at this."
Lu Fei sneered.
"Lu Fei! Shut up!"
Chu Kuang turned back and barked in a low voice, his brows furrowed.
Su Wan and Lin Yao also looked embarrassed; although what Lu Fei said was the truth, it was too harsh to hear.
Everyone came for the huge credit rewards promised by the Alliance Headquarters, and not speaking of what one sees is a basic professional courtesy.
Lu Fei scoffed:
"What? I'm just speaking the truth."
Qin Lan's expression darkened.
"If you want the credits, shut up."
Qin Lan looked at Lu Fei coldly,
"Also, I will say this one last time: after entering the dungeon, no matter what happens, protecting Lin Mo is the top priority."
"As long as he comes out alive, the rewards will be paid in full."
Lu Fei curled his lip and put away his dagger:
"Did you hear that? Don't run around after we go in; I don't want to be scraping your corpse together in a pile of monsters."
Lin Mo listened quietly the entire time.
Facing Lu Fei's complaints, he didn't even have the slightest emotional fluctuation.
His gaze swept over these four proud sons of heaven.
"Don't worry, Senior Lu."
Lin Mo adjusted his collar, his tone extremely relaxed,
"I'm the type of person who fears death the most, so I will definitely stick to you like glue."
Qin Lan looked at Lin Mo's carefree attitude and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
She rubbed her temples and waved her hand for them to step back.
"Time is up, enter the gate."
Chu Kuang nodded and turned to face the massive bronze gate.
"Everyone, check your status, form up."
The four geniuses instantly entered combat mode, their previously casual demeanor changing abruptly.
Magic auras lit up in layers beneath their feet, their sharp auras directly displacing the surrounding air.
They certainly had some real skills.
Chu Kuang took the lead, with Su Wan and Lin Yao following closely behind.
Lu Fei's figure flickered as he entered stealth mode, disappearing into the air.
Lin Mo gripped the silver voucher and strolled to the back of the group.
He turned his head to look at Qin Lan standing in the distance, suddenly raising two fingers and flicking them lightly against his forehead, giving a casual farewell gesture.
Then, he stepped into the chaotic vortex.
Whoosh!
The moment the silver card touched the vortex, it erupted with a blinding dark red light.
A massive spatial pulling force instantly engulfed the five figures, the bronze gate frame trembling violently before returning to calm.
The Class Change Temple was left with only Qin Lan once again.
She stared at the empty bronze gate, standing there for a very, very long time.
It wasn't until the sound of Alliance guards changing shifts came from outside the temple that she let out a long sigh of relief.
"I hope my choice was correct... Otherwise, not only will the Alliance punish me, but I also won't be able to explain it to Su Xiaoli."
She had no idea why she had chosen to trust Lin Mo.
At this point, she had no choice but to gamble.
Meanwhile.
At Nanfeng Base, one of the largest bases outside the wilderness.
Tens of thousands of people lived here under the protection of the Zhang family.
Within it was a Class Change Temple almost identical to the one in Shimmering City.
Beside the teleportation vortex stood twelve men in black, wearing bronze ghost masks.
The aura radiating from each of them was as cold and dead as an abyss.
All of them were level 30, the limit for First Class Advancement.
But what they wore were all dark gold grade sets flickering with a deep purple light.
The Zhang family Shadow Guards.
Each of them possessed at least an epic grade class and an epic grade talent.
The three leaders among them even possessed Mythical Grade talents and Monarch-level classes.
Pre-plan Execution Squad No. 3.
This place had almost gathered the most elite of the current younger generation of the Zhang family!
For Lin Mo, Zhang San had truly spared no expense.
Every person who died here would be a significant loss for the Zhang family.
If they all died, the entire Zhang family would suffer a seismic shock!!
Standing at the very front was a tall, slender man.
He removed his mask, revealing a pale and feminine face.
Zhang Ling, the most terrifying genius of the Zhang family's younger generation, known as the White-Faced Mad Dog.
"Young Master Ling, the target has entered the Hell-grade dungeon."
A Shadow Guard bowed his head to report.
A cruel arc curled at the corner of Zhang Ling's mouth.
He toyed with a pitch-black crystal ball in his hand, which contained forbidden energy capable of sealing a character's attributes.
This was the super trump card Zhang San had left for them.
"Qin Lan actually found him a few bodyguards, freshmen from Tianfu University?"
Zhang Ling scoffed, as if listening to an extremely funny joke,
"Four little puppies who haven't even seen blood, do they really think they can protect their food from a pack of wolves?"
He put on his bronze ghost mask, covering those eyes flickering with a crazy light.
"Let's go."
"Third Master said, if we really can't capture him, then kill him!"
"If we can't have him, the Alliance shouldn't even think about it either!"
Twelve black shadows stepped into the teleportation array in unison.
The moment his feet touched the ground, Lin Mo opened his eyes.
Before his eyes was a dark red wasteland.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of sulfur and a thick scent of blood.
Two crescent moons hung in the sky, one scarlet, one deep purple.
No one else was there, only himself.
"Random teleportation?"
Lin Mo whispered to himself.
A light screen automatically appeared before his eyes.
[Hell-grade Class Change Dungeon: Blood Prison Asura Field]
[Current Surviving Class Changers: 1000 / 1000]
[Blood Prison Rule 1: Killing monsters grants points.]
[Blood Prison Rule 2: Killing Class Changers grants all their points.]
[Blood Prison Rule 3: After 7 days, the person with the highest points gains the unique class advancement qualification.]
He looked down at the [Earth Barrier Heavy Armor] on his body.
This set of equipment added twenty thousand health and two thousand defense, along with various shields.
Although it was strong, but...
"It's too much in the way."
Lin Mo swiped his finger, taking off this extremely valuable super tank armor and tossing it into his spatial backpack.
He changed into a set of the most basic linen novice clothes.
His strength wasn't exactly high either.
Wearing such heavy equipment made walking inconvenient.
After taking off the equipment, Lin Mo directly activated Berserk.
Unlike Block, Berserk didn't gain experience just by being hit.
It could only be gained by keeping it active, gaining experience every few seconds.
Therefore, the speed of grinding experience was much slower than Block.
A breeze stirred up the dark red dust.
Just at the moment Lin Mo took a step forward.
A sudden change occurred.
Behind Lin Mo's left, the originally calm shadow elongated without warning.
He didn't notice it at all,
Not only did he not dodge, he didn't even turn his head, still walking on his own.
"What a talent, daring to take off even his defensive gear!"
"Not only did he take off his armor, but he also used Berserk to press his health down to just one point, damn it."
A hoarse voice carried irrepressible ecstasy, and two pitch-black daggers flickering with a dark green poisonous glow snaked out from the shadows.
Aiming directly at Lin Mo's back of the neck and kidneys!