Chapter 100: If You Dare Touch Him, I’ll Tear Down the Dungeon Hall
After two consecutive dungeon runs totaling over 13 hours, Lin Moyu was indeed tired.
Under Shu Han’s sales pitch, Lin Moyu bought six bottles of fatigue potion.
After drinking one bottle, he felt like he was bathing in a hot spring. All fatigue was swept away, leaving him feeling even better than after a long sleep.
Shu Han blinked her eyes, "How is it? Pretty good effect, right?"
"It’s indeed very good."
Lin Moyu confirmed the potion’s effectiveness, which made Shu Han very happy. "500 points, you didn’t lose out."
"Now you can continue carrying people through the dungeon. So many people are waiting."
The queue seemed to have gotten even longer, with more people joining at the end.
Carrying one run could earn 39,000 points, which was indeed very fast.
Lin Moyu had originally planned to enter the dungeon anyway. Experience was secondary, the main goal was still desert fruits.
He really wanted to obtain desert fruits again to max out several of his skills.
A moment later, Lin Moyu took another 39 people into the dungeon.
Even with 39 people gone, the queue didn’t shorten but seemed to be getting longer. Those who had cleared the dungeon started calling their friends to quickly come do the mission. It was an opportunity not to be missed.
At the same time, some information about Lin Moyu also spread.
In Baili Academy, Baili Sheng received this news.
He tapped on the stone table repeatedly, as if imitating someone.
"So he uses a corpse-based area damage skill."
"And has a skeleton army with super high attributes."
"Which means, as long as we restrict his summoning and there are no corpses, Lin Moyu is useless."
"Every career has weaknesses, and this is his weakness."
Baili Sheng analyzed Lin Moyu’s skill information, hatred in his eyes.
Lin Moyu not only made him lose face, but also caused Baili Academy’s reputation to plummet.
Without Lin Moyu, the new record should have belonged to Baili Academy, and they might have even obtained the Tyrant’s Heart.
He also craved the boss accessory.
In his view, Lin Moyu had stolen too many things from him.
However, due to his status and position, he couldn’t make a move against Lin Moyu.
At the same time, he was also somewhat jealous - jealous of Lin Moyu’s career and skills.
Lin Moyu’s skills were too strong.
After pondering for a while, Baili Sheng spoke, "Go call Ling Zhen from Hidden Dragon Academy. Tell him I have something to discuss."
In the Dungeon Hall, Lin Moyu cleared another dungeon run in 7 hours.
After drinking the fatigue potion, he truly didn’t feel tired at all and remained energetic.
Not only was there no physical fatigue, but mentally he felt fine too.
The potion was really amazing, and the alchemist who could make such a potion must be very skilled.
Since that was the case, he decided to continue.
He calculated that there were over 30 hours until the opening ceremony.
If he moved fast enough, he could carry 5 more waves.
That would be nearly 200,000 points.
Maybe he could encounter desert fruits once in those 5 runs.
Looking at the Dungeon Hall, Shu Han had already left.
"She probably went back to rest."
He thought to himself.
Lin Moyu continued collecting points and forming teams, then entering the dungeon.
Round after round.
On the day before the opening ceremony, new students of Summer Capital University from all over the country arrived.
The university arranged many senior students to guide them, helping the new students move into dormitories and also arranging tours of Summer Capital University.
Xia Xue was touring Summer Capital University with several other new students, guided by a senior student from last year.
They admired the beautiful scenery of Summer Capital University.
As the top university of the Divine Summer Empire, Summer Capital University was massive and majestic.
It exuded extraordinariness everywhere, incomparable to other universities.
After the tour, Xia Xue returned to her dormitory.
Unlike Lin Moyu who was wealthy, she lived in a double room.
As a mage, it was best not to be disturbed while meditating. A four-person room would be too noisy.
A single room was too expensive, so after weighing the options she chose a double room.
After all, she had less than 10,000 points and couldn’t spend recklessly.
A double room cost 1000 points per month, which made her heart ache a bit.
She got 7600 points from the big exam.
Another 2000 points for ranking second in the province.
She had 9600 points in total.
Before leaving, her father Xia Dongyang repeatedly instructed her to be frugal with points.
Use gold coins wherever possible instead of points.
This made Xia Xue understand how hard it was to earn points.
"There are so many good things in the university exchange, but they all require points. Can’t afford them."
"I really envy that guy, he has over 30,000 points. Wonder how many points the national top scholar gets rewarded, must be quite a lot."
"Principal Lu said Lin Moyu arrived at Summer Capital University a few days ago."
"Wonder how he’s been doing these past few days."
"With his abilities, he should be doing quite well."
"National top scholar, truly impressive."
Thinking of Lin Moyu’s performance in the Conquest Space, Xia Xue felt both incredulous and happy for him.
By now she had given up on competing with Lin Moyu.
The gap was too big.
She could admit defeat in her heart, but would never admit it out loud.
"Nevermind, he’ll definitely show up at tomorrow’s opening ceremony anyway."
The dormitory door opened as her roommate arrived.
Xia Xue’s eyes lit up, "It’s you!"
Zuo Mei stared blankly at Xia Xue, then joy appeared in her eyes, "What a coincidence!"
It felt great to become roommates with someone from the same province.
Lin Moyu ran dungeon after dungeon, with the Lion Tyrant falling before him again and again.
He had almost run Tyrant Desert to the ground.
If each person could only occupy one spot on the leaderboard, the top three would all be him, and unbreakable ones at that.
Lin Moyu had been in the Dungeon Hall for two days, carrying others through five dungeon runs. He was now preparing for the sixth.
"Last one."
He calculated the time - this run would finish around 7 AM.
The opening ceremony was at 9 AM.
Looking at the queued people, there were exactly 35 left. Carrying this last group would be a perfect end.
After collecting the points and forming the team, everyone quickly teleported into the dungeon.
For Lin Moyu, this was the eighth time entering Tyrant Desert.
Except for encountering desert fruits by chance the first time, he hadn’t found any in the subsequent six runs.
"Hope there will be some this time."
In Bai Yiyuan’s small courtyard, Ning Tairan was glaring at Bai Yiyuan with his beard bristling, "That kid you favor is causing too much trouble."
"What happened?" Bai Yiyuan looked strange. Lin Moyu had such a calm personality, how could he cause trouble?
Meng Anwen was also there. He poured tea for Ning Tairan, "Old Ning, don’t be anxious. Have some tea and speak slowly."
Ning Tairan said irritably, "This kid is charging people to carry them through Tyrant Desert dungeon in the Dungeon Hall."
Bai Yiyuan asked curiously, "Charging to carry people through dungeons, isn’t that very normal? It’s always been happening."
"But he’s carrying 39 people through the dungeon!" Ning Tairan snorted, "Those people who have been stuck on the mission for years have all completed it now."
Bai Yiyuan slapped his thigh and laughed heartily, "The kid’s got skills! He even thought of this. How much is he charging? Better not be letting those guys off too cheap!"
Ning Tairan’s eyes bulged, "You’re killing me! You know very well the university’s intention in setting up these missions."
The university’s intention was to use missions, especially large dungeon missions, to screen out excellent talents.
Those stuck on dungeon missions all had some issues.
Either their strength wasn’t good enough, or their character wasn’t good. There were always various flaws.
Bai Yiyuan drank his tea, "Of course I know, but so what? The rules were set by the university, and the university didn’t forbid people from carrying others. He’s operating within the rules."
"Old Ning, find me one university rule that Lin Moyu has violated."
Ning Tairan’s beard and eyebrows stood on end, "You..."
He really couldn’t find any rule that Lin Moyu had violated.
Bai Yiyuan continued, "I’ve long been dissatisfied with these missions. How many good seedlings have been stuck over the years just because they weren’t good at socializing and couldn’t find teams?"
"Don’t tell me you don’t know about these things."
"I think the kid has done a great deed."
"The university’s system indeed needs to be changed."
Ning Tairan was furious, steam coming out of his head.
Meng Anwen sipped his tea leisurely and said, "The university’s system is too outdated. Rules set hundreds of years ago indeed need to be reformed."
Ning Tairan couldn’t calm down even after three big cups of tea. He stood up angrily, "You two are in cahoots!"
Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "At your age, and still such a temper. Anyway, I’m telling you, if you dare touch Lin Moyu, I’ll tear down the Dungeon Hall."
Ning Tairan’s mouth twitched twice. He knew this guy Bai Yiyuan would really do it.
If he didn’t know Lin Moyu was someone Bai Yiyuan wanted to cultivate, he would have appeared to stop Lin Moyu long ago.
Ning Tairan left in a huff.
Meng Anwen chuckled, "Old Ning’s temper really can’t be changed."
Bai Yiyuan didn’t care, "A leopard can’t change its spots. This old man, only one person in the world can handle him."
Meng Anwen naturally knew who Bai Yiyuan was referring to, and couldn’t help but smile knowingly.