bioinnovel Chapter 5 You call this an F-level superpower?
Chapter 5 You call this an F-level superpower?
In these eight days, Lin Yuan made quite a name for himself in the wasteland.
At first, only a few scattered demon hunters noticed him—a black-haired boy carrying a long spear, who went alone and specifically targeted monsters of level 5 or higher.
Later, some people specifically squatted at the entrance of the wasteland to watch him come and go, and discovered that the materials he brought back each day were more numerous and more valuable than the day before.
"What level is that kid?"
"I heard it's an F-rank lightning type."
"Bullshit. An F-rank can solo a Tier 1, Level 6 Rock Armor Lizard?"
"I saw it with my own eyes. One shot, just one shot, a flash of lightning, and the lizard's head flew off."
Such conversations circulated at the registration desk at the entrance to the wasteland for several days.
Lin Yuan didn't care about these things.
All he knew was that his ability points balance had increased again.
[Special Ability Points: 278]
It's still a little over 200 points away from upgrading the lightning element to Tier 1, Level 4.
As for his proficiency with "Thunder Walks the Nine Heavens," he spent 100 points to upgrade from "Beginner" to "Proficient," and his marksmanship became significantly more sharp, with the lightning becoming more concentrated when he fired.
Everything is proceeding according to plan.
On the afternoon of the fifth day, Lin Yuan ventured deep into the heart of the wasteland to hunt down a wounded Tier 1 Level 7 Wind Pattern Leopard.
The beast was incredibly fast, its legs imbued with wind-based abilities, making it appear as a bluish-gray shadow as it ran.
Lin Yuan chased it for nearly twenty minutes before finally intercepting it on the side of a dry riverbed.
The wind-patterned leopard was panting heavily, with a deep, bone-revealing wound on its left hind leg—a result of its previous battle with another monster.
It stared at Lin Yuan, letting out a low, threatening growl.
"They run pretty fast."
Lin Yuan twisted his wrist, lowering the spear tip, and assumed a diagonal thrusting stance.
The Wind-Patterned Leopard struck first. It pushed off the ground with all four paws, its entire body transforming into a blur as it pounced, its sharp claws whistling through the wind as it slashed towards Lin Yuan's neck.
Lin Yuan did not back down.
He clenched his left hand slightly.
The surrounding space distorted for a moment, and the speed of the Wind-Patterned Leopard suddenly slowed down—it transformed from a blur into a leopard pouncing, with every movement clearly visible.
Lightning exploded at the tip of the spear.
A single shot pierced his throat.
[Defeat a Tier 1, Level 7 Wind-Striped Leopard, gain +42 Ability Points]
Lin Yuan drew his spear and skillfully began processing the materials.
The pelt and claws of the Wind-Striped Leopard are worth a lot of money, especially the two wind-element crystal cores, each of which can sell for at least a thousand Chinese yuan.
Just as he finished packing the materials, a commotion arose in the distance.
There were screams from people and roars from monsters.
Lin Yuan frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then walked toward the direction from which the sound came.
About 300 meters north of the riverbed is a pile of boulders.
At this moment, the three young men were surrounded by five gray jackals, leaning against a large rock, looking utterly pathetic.
Two men and one woman.
Lin Yuan recognized him at a glance—his classmate from Donghai No. 1 Middle School.
The one in the middle who is desperately releasing fireballs is Zhou Wenjie, a first-level, first-tier cultivator with C-grade fire abilities.
The girl next to him was named Sun Qian. She was an F-level water-type, but hadn't yet reached the next level. She could only condense a few water balls to throw at the wolf pack, which was better than nothing.
The other boy was Qian Lei, who hadn't even awakened his superpowers yet, and his hand holding a short knife was trembling like a leaf.
Of the five gray-skinned jackals, two were Tier 1 Level 2, and the remaining three were Tier 1 Level 1.
Zhou Wenjie's fireball only scorched the fur of the jackal, causing no fatal damage.
The wolf pack was clearly wearing them down, not in a hurry to attack, but constantly tightening the encirclement, waiting for their prey to exhaust themselves.
"It's over, it's over, it's over..." Qian Lei's face turned deathly pale. "Are we really going to die here?"
"Shut up!" Zhou Wenjie gritted his teeth and threw another fireball, large beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.
His superpower was almost depleted, and the fireballs were becoming increasingly weak.
Just then, a Tier 1 Level 2 jackal suddenly pounced on Sun Qian from the side.
Sun Qian screamed, and the water balloon in her hand slipped out of her grasp in a panic, hitting the wolf almost as if it had been washed on the face.
The jackal's gaping maw lunged straight at her neck—
A bolt of lightning flew in from afar.
It wasn't a metaphor; it really flew in.
A long spear crackling with electricity pierced through the air, precisely striking the jackal's head and pinning it to the ground.
The lightning exploded, and the jackal twitched twice before going still.
Immediately afterwards, a black-haired boy leaped out from behind the rocks, landed next to the spear, and spun around to sweep it as he drew it.
The gun barrel, crackling with lightning, struck another jackal that pounced on it in the waist, sending it flying. The jackal crashed into a rock and slid down, never to rise again.
Five seconds.
Two Tier 1, Level 2 jackals, one dead and the other crippled.
The remaining three Tier 1, Level 1 jackals were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that they tucked their tails between their legs, hesitating whether to attack or flee.
Lin Yuan didn't give them a chance to hesitate.
The spear thrust forward, and three streaks of lightning lit up almost simultaneously.
Each of the three jackals had a bloody hole in its throat, and they collapsed to the ground before they could even let out a scream.
The entire process takes no more than ten seconds.
The expressions on Zhou Wenjie and the other two's faces froze.
Of course they recognized Lin Yuan—the F-rank lightning-type trash who was ridiculed by the whole school on Awakening Day.
Zhou Wenjie himself even joined Zhao Tianyu in making a fuss, saying some sarcastic remarks like "moving a third wheel."
Now, this "moving light bulb" is standing between five monster corpses, his spear pointing diagonally at the ground, the tip still dripping blood.
"Lin...Lin Yuan?" Sun Qian asked in disbelief.
Lin Yuan glanced at her, nodded, and then squatted down to examine the jackal's carcass to see if there were any valuable materials.
Zhou Wenjie's expression was incredibly interesting—first, he was shocked.
"You call this an F-level ability user?"
Zhou Wenjie silently complained to himself, which ultimately turned into a complicated awkward situation.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something, but it felt like a stone was stuck in his throat.
Finally, Qian Lei broke the silence, his voice trembling with relief: "Th-thank you, Lin Yuan. If it weren't for you...we..."
"It's nothing." Lin Yuan didn't even look up as he picked out two decent-quality crystal cores from the jackal's carcass and put them into his storage bag.
"Why did you come to such a deep place? At your level, the outer perimeter is enough."
Zhou Wenjie's face turned bright red.
What could he say?
He said he wanted to pursue Sun Qian, so he boasted that he could take her deep into the wasteland to hunt high-level monsters.
Did you really not expect to encounter a pack of wolves?
"We... made a mistake in our judgment," Zhou Wenjie managed to squeeze out a few words.
Lin Yuan didn't reply. He stood up, dusted off his hands, and glanced at the three of them.
Zhou Wenjie thought he would mock him back, return the words he said on the day of his awakening, and humiliate him from a superior position.
He was even prepared to be ridiculed—after all, if it were him, he would definitely do the same.
But Lin Yuan only said one sentence: "It's a 20-minute drive east to get back to the outer area. There aren't many monsters on the way, so be careful."
After saying that, he shouldered his spear, turned around, and prepared to leave.
"etc!"
Zhou Wenjie suddenly called out to him, his face showing a struggle for a long time.
Finally, she lowered her head, her voice muffled: "About Awakening Day... I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
Lin Yuan paused for a moment, but did not turn around; he simply waved his hand.
Then his figure disappeared behind the pile of rocks.
After walking several hundred meters, Lin Yuan's expression changed slightly.