Su Mo quickly put down the mount catalog he was holding.
Honestly, those things up there—he couldn’t afford the ones he liked, and the ones he could afford, he had no interest in.
But after looking so many tis, there’s one place he firmly rembered: the southwest border, Mist Forest Dungeon.
It seed like most of these mounts all ca from that dungeon.
Su Mo figured he wasn’t asking for much—just a random Gold-ranked, boss-level mount would do.
As for looks, sothing like a Golden-Winged Heaven-Swallowing Tiger or a unicorn would be totally acceptable.
If it turned out to be a wild boar, he might as well just sell it for cash. Just picturing himself riding a wild boar into battle—even the thought made him cringe.
I an, him being this invincible defense beast, swinging a Guan Saber, a true badass—if he rode in on a wild boar, what would that look like?
The salesperson handed him a tablet, pulled up so info, and said, "Sir, how about this skill?"
[Power Conversion: For a short duration, you can convert all your attributes into Strength Attribute. Requires level 62 to use. Price: ...]
The instant Su Mo saw the skill, his DNA practically vibrated—but when he saw the required level, his face instantly collapsed.
He was only level 8! Giving him a skill that needed level 62—wasn’t that just ssing with him?
Besides, with his current attribute panel, by the ti he hit level 62, he’d basically be unbeatable. He wouldn’t need this la crap anymore.
Su Mo almost choked on his own sarcasm. After a long silence, he let out a deep sigh to settle himself and finally said, "Next."
"Well, the type of skill you want is pretty rare. But here’s one with no level requirent—take a look."
[Passive Skill – Attack Return: Returns 20% of the Strength from any attack you block back to the attacker. Requirent: Defense Attribute 3000 points. Price: 12 million.]
This skill—it still didn’t really check all Su Mo’s boxes.
But it seed...kinda usable!
The price, though!
The salesperson seed to pick up on Su Mo’s hesitation and said, "Sir, that’s just how it is. Any Entry Scroll with no level requirent is pricey. So, what do you think?"
Su Mo paused, then pulled a big pile of busted equipnt out of his System Space. "Help check how much all this junk is worth."
Honestly, he was torn. Say the skill is useless—it kinda isn’t? Say it’s useful—just standing there letting people hit you looks kind of stupid.
This skill was only really handy when fighting slippery, glass-cannon, high-DPS classes he couldn’t even reach.
"Sir, after our appraisal, all your Silver-grade gear is damaged. We’d value the lot at 3 million."
Su Mo frowned. Last ti, the stuff he brought back from the Ten-Mile Slope dungeon fetched 8 million.
Even with a 50% markup, it should still be worth over 5 million, right?
But he didn’t really get how the market worked. After thinking it over, he said, "Alright, just cash it in for ."
million plus 3 million only made 11 million—still short by a million.
Should he sell the axe? Honestly, Su Mo was a little reluctant. But the thing needed level 20 to use, so, not wanting to hesitate, he said,
"I’ll take that skill. I’m a little short right now, but if I head ho to grab so gear, I can be back in a flash."
The salesperson gave a sowhat awkward smile, "Sorry, sir, this skill’s stored at our headquarters. If we have it shipped here, it’ll take ten days."
If you need it rush-delivered, that’s an extra 5 million for express logistics, guaranteed within three days.
If it’s super urgent, we can get a Space Series Gold powerhouse to open a Space Channel and bring the item instantly, but that’s going to cost you 80 million."
Su Mo looked at him like he was nuts. He literally just said he didn’t have enough money, and now you want him to pay shipping? You might as well just rob him!
And that last one was even crazier! The skill costs 12 million, but you want 80 million for delivery. Robbery would be faster than that!
"If you’re not in a hurry, it’ll be here in ten days. But you need to pay a 50% deposit upfront."
Su Mo paid by card and walked out without missing a beat.
After paying, he still had 6 million left. He had planned to put together more cash and buy a bigger place so his big sis could move in.
At least let his sister live without worries.
But looking at things now, money was still a big issue!
Arriving once again at the school gate, Su Mo walked straight into the security room.
Old Wang, who was sitting inside drinking tea, looked up at Su Mo suspiciously and said,
"Kid, you’re back again? Don’t tell you want your thing right now.
It’s huge—even your System Space can’t fit it. Leave it outside and soone’s bound to steal it.
Just keep it here with . Once you hit level 10, you can carry it yourself."
"Nah, Principal, I just wanted to ask—can you upgrade my Horse-cutting Saber using that wild boar tusk?
And about that axe, I’m planning to sell it to buy a skill."
"Heh, you sure know how to make people work, huh? Didn’t I say, if you beco this year’s top scorer on the Entrance Exam, I’ll give you a weapon without any level requirent? Why are you hung up on this stuff?"
Su Mo: "Principal Wang, I want to know—what kind of weapon is this ’no level requirent’ one you ntioned?"
"A Heaven-piercing Halberd, how about that? Looks like your style, right?"
Hearing that, eight words popped into Su Mo’s head: ’Lu Bu the Hero, Red Hare the Steed.’
With a mighty mount and Heaven-piercing Halberd in hand, he’d be unstoppable. Pure awesoness—absolutely badass!!!
He glanced down at his Horse-cutting Saber, which had been with him for just one afternoon, and suddenly, it didn’t seem so cool anymore.
"Principal, how should I deal with this weapon then? Should I keep it? You want to leave it here? If needed, you can beef it up later."
"Sure thing. Thanks, Principal!"
With that, Su Mo tossed the Horse-cutting Saber onto the floor, grabbed the double-bladed axe, and bolted out the door.
He’d keep the axe for self-defense for now, and once he got his skill, he’d sell it.
For the next few days, Su Mo ran the Goblin Dungeon twice every day to farm attribute points. Anything more, he didn’t dare try.
He was scared that if he tried an unfamiliar dungeon and accidentally leveled up, he’d lose big.
He promised Old Wang he wouldn’t go past level 10 until he beca the top Entrance Exam scorer.
In the blink of an eye, five days passed—and the big exam was right around the corner.
At this point, Su Mo’s level was just perfect—still at level 9.
Twice-daily Goblin Dungeons ant his assignable free attribute points had hit a whopping 600!
After tonight, he’d beco the lowest-level Entrance Exam champion in the history of Great Xia!
Crushing all the other students with his level nine power!
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