bioinnovel Chapter 3 grants a welcome gift pack to newcomers, including the Tier 7 combat skill "Thunderou
Chapter 3 grants a welcome gift pack to newcomers, including the Tier 7 combat skill "Thunderou
Although Donghai City is not a first-tier metropolis, the area outside the city is a vast expanse of wasteland.
After the spiritual energy recovered, this place was designated as a Class D danger zone. First-tier monsters frequently appear on its outskirts, making it a good place for novice ability users to level up.
While it's called leveling up, most people actually go in teams. Going solo? That's just asking for trouble.
So when Lin Yuan carried his spear alone toward the entrance to the wasteland, the uncle at the registration desk glanced at him several times.
"Young man, are you alone?"
"Um."
"What level?"
"Rank F Lightning".
The middle-aged man was silent for three seconds, looking at him with an expression that said, "I understand, you don't want to live anymore," but in the end he didn't say anything, only registering the information in the notebook.
Anyway, people are always courting disaster.
The wasteland was desolate and barren.
The withered yellow grass rustled in the wind, and occasionally a few low roars of beasts could be heard in the distance.
Lin Yuan walked for about twenty minutes before the first monster appeared.
The gray-skinned jackal, a Tier 1, Level 2, was about the size of an adult wolfhound, with scarlet eyes and foul-smelling saliva dripping from its mouth.
"You've come at the perfect time."
Lin Yuan gripped his spear tightly and assumed a starting stance.
The gray-skinned jackal launched the first attack, leaping forward with a kick of its hind legs, transforming into a gray shadow as it pounced.
The speed was not slow, but in Lin Yuan's eyes, every movement was crystal clear.
He didn't use any special abilities; he simply turned sideways, lowered his shoulder, and thrust his spear diagonally.
The spear tip pierced the gray-skinned jackal's throat with pinpoint accuracy.
One blow kills.
[Defeat a Tier 1, Level 2 Gray-skinned Jackal, +8 Ability Points]
Lin Yuan pulled out the tip of his spear, his brows furrowing slightly.
8 points? It takes 100 points to reach Tier 1, Level 2, which means you have to kill more than a dozen of them.
But he soon discovered that the wasteland had no shortage of monsters.
For the next three days, Lin Yuan hunted monsters during the day and studied the spear techniques of "Thunder Walks the Nine Heavens" at night.
The power of F-rank lightning-type abilities is indeed limited—the lightning attached to the tip of the spear can only temporarily paralyze monsters, and cannot kill them with one blow.
But the brilliance of this marksmanship lies in the fact that it does not rely entirely on the power of lightning.
The spear itself is sharp enough.
On the evening of the fourth day, Lin Yuan encountered three people.
To be precise, they were three acquaintances.
Zhao Tianyu and his two henchmen were resting on a large rock, with the corpses of several low-level monsters scattered around them.
Seeing Lin Yuan emerge from the depths of the wasteland, Zhao Tianyu was first taken aback, then burst out laughing.
"Hey, isn't this our F-rank lightning genius?" He stood up, crossed his arms, and looked Lin Yuan up and down. "What, coming to the wasteland alone to die? Or perhaps—"
He deliberately drew out his words: "The news of the Su family annuling the engagement has spread. Are you so distraught that you're preparing to prove your innocence with your death?"
The two henchmen joined in the laughter.
Lin Yuan didn't stop walking, only glancing at him indifferently: "Make way, you're blocking the way."
Zhao Tianyu's face darkened.
Why is an F-rank trash so arrogant?
"Lin Yuan." He reached out to block Lin Yuan's path, a half-smile on his face. "Since we've run into each other, how about we play a game?"
Lin Yuan stopped and looked at him.
"Do you see that over there?" Zhao Tianyu pointed to a rocky area about 300 meters away in the depths of the wasteland.
"There's a Tier 1, Level 5 Armored Bull inside. Let's have a contest—whoever takes it down first wins."
He grinned. "The loser has to kneel down and call me 'Dad' three times. How about that?"
The two henchmen whistled excitedly.
Zhao Tianyu had his own plans in mind.
He was already a Level 3, Tier 1 B fire ability user. With the assistance of two henchmen, it would be difficult, but not impossible, to wear down a Level 3, Tier 1 armored bull.
And Lin Yuan?
A Rank F trash should be trembling at the sight of a Tier 1 Level 5 monster, right?
He waited to see Lin Yuan become afraid, back down, and make excuses to run away.
However, Lin Yuan calmly asked, "Is that all the stakes?"
Zhao Tianyu was taken aback.
"That's too light." Lin Yuan shook his head. "Let's add something more practical. I lost, I'll do as you say. You lost—"
His gaze fell on a small cloth bag hanging from Zhao Tianyu's waist. It was a storage bag commonly used by people with superpowers, usually containing materials and valuables gathered in the wild.
"Give me everything you've gained today, plus that Grade B ability card in your pocket."
Zhao Tianyu's expression changed slightly.
That Grade B ability card was a life-saving trump card that his father bought for him at a high price. It would be gone after one use and was worth at least 50,000 Chinese yuan.
"What, you don't dare?" Lin Yuan smiled.
"Who the hell wouldn't dare!" Zhao Tianyu was enraged. "Fine, let's bet! Let's go!"
The four people walked towards the rocky area.
The armored bull is indeed a tough opponent.
With the strength of a first-tier, third-level being, his entire body is covered in hard bone plates, making it difficult for ordinary physical attacks to penetrate his defenses.
Moreover, this guy has a bad temper; once provoked, the force of his charge is comparable to that of a small truck.
Zhao Tianyu made the first move.
His tactics were straightforward—use fire abilities to wear down his opponent from a distance, while his two henchmen were responsible for drawing attention and attacking the flanks.
They worked together fairly well, which shows they often hunted monsters together.
Flame bombs slammed into the armored bull, exploding into bursts of sparks.
The monster roared in fury as it was burned, but the bone plates blocked most of the damage, which only fueled its ferocity.
The armored bull lowered its head to gather its strength and then charged towards Zhao Tianyu.
"Damn it!"
Zhao Tianyu dodged awkwardly to the side, the bull's horn grazing his clothes and nearly sending him flying.
Two henchmen quickly stepped forward to restrain him, and the scene became somewhat chaotic for a moment.
Just then, Lin Yuan made a move.
He took a quiet route—not a frontal charge, but instead circled around to the side and rear of the armored bull.
Then, he drew his gun.
The first shot, with a faint flash of lightning at the tip, landed on the hind leg joint of the armored bull.
The lightning wasn't strong, but it was enough to temporarily paralyze the monster's hind legs, causing it to slow down slightly.
The armored bull angrily turned around, but Lin Yuan was no longer in that position.
He crouched down and slid down under the cow's belly, twirling his spear in his hand, and thrust out a second spear, striking the tendon of the foreleg.
This shot still failed to penetrate the bone armor plates.
But it doesn't matter—Lin Yuan never intended to break through the defense with brute force.
He's finding his rhythm.
The armored bull's movements became increasingly agitated. It tried to charge, but every time it exerted force, Lin Yuan's spear tip would precisely strike the joint where it was exerting force.
The faint flashes of lightning repeatedly interrupted its movements, causing its massive body to sway from side to side, like a drunken bull.
Zhao Tianyu and the other two were stunned.
They couldn't understand what Lin Yuan was doing—he clearly hadn't managed to actually hurt the Ironclad Bull with a single shot.
But the monster became increasingly disheveled, its movements more chaotic, and its body revealing more and more openings.
Soon, Lin Yuan found the flaw he was looking for.
Enraged by the interruption of its continuous movements, the armored bull roared back, exposing its most vulnerable throat.
Right now.