Chapter 100: If You Dare Touch Him, I Will Tear Dungeon Hall Apart
After going through two consecutive dungeon raids, lasting more than 13 hours, he is indeed tired.
Following Shu Han's sales pitch, Lin Moyu bought six bottles of Fatigue Potion.
After drinking a bottle, he felt as he was bathing in a hot spring.
All his exhaustion was swept away. He felt more refreshed than after a good night of sleep.
Shu Han blinked her eyes, "How is it? Pretty good, right?"
"Pretty good indeed."
When she heard Lin Moyu's assent, Shu Han was very happy, "The 500 points were well spent."
"Now you can continue to carry people through the dungeon. There are still many people waiting."
The queue seems to have become longer.
There were people joining at the back.
With one carry, he can earn 39,000 points. This is quite profitable.
Lin Moyu wants to go into the dungeon, primarily to obtain Desert Fruits and secondarily to earn EXP,
He really wants to find Desert Fruits again and max out several of his skills.
Moments later, Lin Moyu brought another group of 39 people into the dungeon.
Although there were 39 fewer people, but the queue not only did not become shorter, but it even showed signs of becoming longer.
The people who cleared the dungeon called friends, urging them to come quickly and do the mission.
Such an opportunity may not come again.
At the same time, information regarding Lin Moyu has spread.
At Baili Institute, Baili Sheng received this information.
He pounded a stone table, as if it were a stand-in for someone.
"It turns out he has an AOE attack skill that uses corpses to deal damage."
"He also has a skeletal army with exceptionally high attributes."
"That is to say, so long as his summoning skills are restricted and there are no corpses around, Lin Moyu is basically a good-for-nothing."
"Every class has its weaknesses, and this is where his weaknesses lie."
Baili Sheng analyzed Lin Moyu's information, a look of resentment in his eyes.
Lin Moyu not only thoroughly embarrassed him, but also caused the reputation of Baili Institute to plummet.
If it weren't for Lin Moyu, then the new record of Tyrant Desert would have belonged to Baili Institute, and they might even have gained the Tyrant's Heart.
He was very eager to get the boss accessory.
In his opinion, Lin Moyu robbed him of many things.
However, due to his identity and position, he can't take action against Lin Moyu.
At the same time, he was also envious, envious of Lin Moyu's class and skills.
Lin Moyu's skills are too powerful.
After pondering for a moment, Baili Sheng said, "Go find Ling Zhen of Qianlong Institute. Tell him I have something to talk to him about."
In Dungeon Hall, after seven hours, Lin Moyu cleared the dungeon once again.Ñøv€l-B1n was the first platform to present this chapter.
After drinking a bottle of Fatigue Potion, he no longer felt fatigued and even felt energized.
Not only was his physical fatigue washed away, but the same was also true for his mental fatigue.
This potion is really miraculous. Concocters who can make this potion are quite amazing.
In that case, let's continue.
There were still over 30 hours left until the opening ceremony.
He went completely overboard.
If it were not for the fact he can only occupy one spot on the ranking, the dungeon's top three spots would have become his, all practically unsurpassable.
Lin Moyu has been in Dungeon Hall for two days now and has carried others through the dungeons a total of five times. He is now preparing for the sixth time.
"This is the last time."
He should be finished at around 7 o'clock in the morning.
The opening ceremony will be held at 9 o'clock in the morning.
He looked at the queue. There are still 35 people left. Once he carries these people through the dungeon, he will be done.
After collecting points and forming a party, everyone quickly teleported into the dungeon.
For Lin Moyu, this is the eighth time he has entered Tyrant Desert.
Except for the first time, he hasn't encountered Desert Fruits until now.
"I hope there will be Desert Fruits this time."
In Bai Yiyuan's small courtyard house, Ning Tairan looked angrily at Bai Yiyuan, "The kid you favour is too reckless."
"What's the matter?" Bai Yiyuan showed a strange expression. Lin Moyu is a calm and collected character, so there's no way he would act recklessly.
Meng Anwen is also present. He poured a cup of tea for Ning Tairan, "Old Ning, take it easy. Have some tea and speak slowly."
Ning Tairan said grumpily, "The kid is in Dungeon Hall, carrying people through Tyrant Desert."
Bai Yiyuan said strangely, "Isn't that quite normal? Such things happen all the time."
"But he's carrying 39 people at a time." Ning Tairan snorted, "The people who have been stuck at the mission in recent years are now completing it."
Bai Yiyuan slapped his thigh and burst into laughter, "To come up with this idea, the kid is good. How much is he charging? I hope it's not too low!"
Ning Tairan's eyes widened, "You're driving me crazy. Old Bai, it's not like you don't know the purpose of the missions set by the academy."
The academy intends to use missions, especially large-scale dungeon missions, to screen out outstanding talents.
People who are stuck at dungeon missions have issues, either their strength is lacking good, or their character is no good. There are always various problems.
Bai Yiyuan drank his tea, "Of course I know, but so what? The rules set by the academy have no provision that prohibits carrying. His actions are within the scope of the rules."
"Old Ning, if you are dissatisfied, you can search through the academy's rules and regulations to see if Lin Moyu has violated any of them."
Ning Tairan's beard and eyebrows stood up on end, "You..."
He really can't come up with a rule that Lin Moyu has violated.
Bai Yiyuan continued, "I have long since been dissatisfied with these missions. Over the years, many good seedlings have been stuck because they are not good at socializing and can't find a party."
"You must know this as well."
"In fact, I think that young Lin did a very good deed."
"The academy's system really needs to be reformed."
Ning Tairan was furious, his head already ablaze.
Meng Anwen drank tea and said slowly, "The academy's system is too antiquated. The system was established hundreds of years ago. It is indeed high time for reform."
Ning Tairan took three sips of tee in a row, yet still wasn't able to suppress the fire inside of him. He got up and said angrily, "You two are hand in glove."
Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "Despite your age, that temper of yours is still the same. In any case, let me tell you this, if you dare touch Lin Moyu, I will tear Dungeon Hall apart."
The corners of Ning Tairan's mouth twitched, aware that Bai Yiyuan will really do it.
If it weren't for the fact that Bai Yiyuan wants to cultivate Lin Moyu, he would have already stopped Lin Moyu.
Ning Tairan left with a huff.
Meng Anwen chuckled and said, "Old Ning's temper remains unchanged."
Bai Yiyuan was unconcerned, "A leopard can't change its spots. There's only one person in the world who can handle him."
Meng Anwen naturally knows who Bai Yiyuan is talking about. He couldn't help but reveal a knowing smile.
