Chapter 228

"If it weren't for the desert fruit, this skill would be enough to drive someone insane."

Lin Moyu muttered to himself.

Furthermore, apart from needing to level the skill to its maximum, he also had to replenish the numbers of the Undead Legion.

The entire process was incredibly grueling.

…

In the White God Courtyard, Bai Yiyuan watched Lin Moyu enter and exit the Dungeon over and over again.

Seven days had already passed, and Lin Moyu had not stopped once.

When he was truly exhausted, he would drink a bottle of fatigue potion.

He had already consumed four bottles of fatigue potion.

Bai Yiyuan kept his eyes on Lin Moyu the entire time.

The more he watched, the more satisfied he became.

"His perseverance is truly excellent!"

Meng Anwen also gave his affirmation, "Perseverance is sometimes more important than talent. Little Lin has both talent and perseverance; it is rare."

Ning Tairan snorted, "You were just lucky; you stumbled upon a treasure."

Bai Yiyuan laughed happily. For once, he didn't retort; instead, he personally poured Ning Tairan a cup of tea, "Your granddaughter is also quite good; she has a sharp eye."

Ning Tairan snorted again, took the tea, and said nothing. Everything was understood without words.

Meng Anwen said, "Little Lin's sister is also very hardworking, and her talent is very strong."

Ning Tairan said, "Anyone who can be favored by the old man won't be bad. Two geniuses in one family, truly excellent."

"Perhaps both siblings will have the chance to become god-level Professionals."

Bai Yiyuan smiled meaningfully.

God-level… is that enough?

The difficulty of leveling up Summon Lich General far exceeded Lin Moyu's expectations.

As the skill level increased, the mental power requirement also became higher and higher.

His initial estimates were overturned time and time again.

10 waves of desert fruit were far from enough.

Lin Moyu's ruthless drive kicked in; he wouldn't turn back until he reached his goal.

He hadn't rested for eight consecutive days, relying entirely on fatigue potions to keep going.

In those eight days, he encountered a full 20 desert fruit drops.

When the Summon Lich General skill reached level 29, each summon required a full 6,800 points of mental power.

This was even with the skill's consumption halved.

If he hadn't received the help of the dragon war king title, he would have needed 13,600 points of mental power.

Such a requirement could likely only be met after reaching level 40 and completing the second job advancement to become a high-level Professional.

Without the dragon war king title, a level 1 Summon Lich General would require 8,000 points of mental power.

Even with a full set of Hell Outpost equipment, he wouldn't have enough to summon one.

He would need to be at least level 32 to be qualified to summon a level 1 Lich General.

By then, he would have completely lost the chance to enter the [Tyrant Desert] to find desert fruit.

That was why Lin Moyu said that this was simply not something a human could train.

While running, Lin Moyu also faintly felt that something was wrong.

Why would the requirements for a profession skill be this high? It defied logic.

It was as if a great mountain was pressing down on him, restricting him.

Lin Moyu had felt this sensation before when he awakened Summon Skeleton Mage.

Now, this feeling was even more pronounced.

Fortunately, he had the Hell Outpost set.

Fortunately, he had the dragon war king title.

Under all these impossible circumstances, relying on the magical desert fruit, he forced himself to train the Summon Lich General skill to level 30.

When he saw the skill upgrade notification, he sprawled out like a starfish in the desert.

The next second, he fell into a deep sleep.

"Strange, why isn't Boss Lin coming out?"

"Yeah, Boss Lin wouldn't have had an accident, right?"

"Boss Lin having an accident? Don't joke around."

"He's probably just tired and fell asleep inside the Dungeon."

In these past ten days or so, Lin Moyu had run the Dungeon at least 200 times.

Everyone saw it.

Those people were already completely awestruck.

At least 200 Dungeon runs, without sleep or rest.

It could no longer be described as merely shocking.

No one could imagine how much perseverance this required.

Lin Moyu had just quietly finished it all.

Watching Lin Moyu collapse and fall asleep with their own eyes.

Concern showed in Bai Yiyuan's eyes.

Meng Anwen said softly, "Rest assured, he is just too tired and fell asleep."

Ning Tairan said in a deep voice, "This kid is stronger than you."

Bai Yiyuan looked disdainful, "He is also stronger than you."

Neither of them would concede to the other.

At this moment, admiration also shone in Meng Anwen's eyes.

Lin Moyu's performance was truly outstanding.

He was calm when he needed to be, and low-key when he needed to be.

When it was time to be high-profile, even if he didn't say a word, he could shock the whole world.

Meng Anwen could see that Lin Moyu could no longer be described simply as having amazing perseverance.

Rather, he was ruthless enough to himself.

Coupled with his profession.

Such a person already possessed all the conditions to become a god-level powerhouse.

Lin Moyu slept soundly.

The unchanging temperature in the Dungeon and the soft sand made his sleep very comfortable.

When he woke up, the fatigue was gone.

The effects of the fatigue potions had also completely vanished.

Checking his communicator, Lin Moyu jumped three meters high.

He had slept for a full 47 hours, almost two days and two nights.

"Am I a pig? How can I sleep so much!"

"No, even pigs can't sleep as much as I can."

His mental power had fully recovered during his sleep.

The dozen or so remaining desert fruit could not be wasted.

Furthermore, what Lin Moyu needed to do was not yet finished.

The skill had been leveled up; only the final step remained: forming the Undead Legion.

Taking advantage of the fact that he was still level 30 and could still obtain the magical desert fruit that quickly restored mental power, he had to establish the Undead Legion.

Skill: Summon Lich General!

7,000 mental power was wiped out, leaving not a single drop.

The level 30 skill consumed 7,000 mental power.

Lin Moyu was well-prepared and immediately stuffed a desert fruit into his mouth.

The fruit burst in his mouth, and the juice, which he was already sick of eating, slid down his throat, finally turning into a warm current that rushed straight to his crown.

Under the refreshing sensation, his mental power began to recover rapidly.

Lin Moyu checked the attributes of the level 30 Lich General at the same time.

[Gold-tier Lich General]

[Level: 30]

[Legion members: 0 / 300]

[Strength: 4,000]

[Agility: 4,000]

[Spirit: 4,000]

[Constitution: 100,000]

[Skill: Legion Enhancement (Level 3)]

[Legion Enhancement (Level 3): Attack power increased by 30%, attack speed increased by 30%, casting speed increased by 30%, physical defense increased by 30%, elemental defense increased by 30%, control resistance increased by 30%.]

[Skill: Legion Recovery (Level 3)]

[Legion Heal (Level 3): Heals Legion members, restoring damage; the effect depends on the skill level.]

[Skill: Purify (Level 3)]

[Purify (Level 3): Removes all abnormal statuses suffered by Legion members. (Only effective against abnormal statuses below level 60)].

Chapter 218: I Never Want to Eat desert fruit Again in This Life

Upon reaching level 30, the attributes became even more extreme.

The three major attributes of Strength, Agility, and Spirit were only 4,000; after removing the bonuses, the original value was only 100.

This did not match its level 30 Gold-tier status or its imposing appearance at all.

Compared to the other three weak attributes, its Constitution reached 100,000.

It far exceeded the Skeleton Warrior and Skeleton Mage.

100,000 Constitution gave it extremely strong vitality and defense, making it difficult to kill.

Moreover, its healing skill could also heal itself.

Even if it were killed, it wouldn't matter; the Undead Legion under his command would not collapse because of it.

They would all return to Lin Moyu's command, and Lin Moyu could summon another Lich General to instantly reorganize the Undead Legion.

As the commander of the Undead Legion, the Lich General had completely discarded its own attack capabilities.

In exchange, it gained extremely strong Support capabilities.

Combining enhancement, healing, and dispelling control into one.

And all skills were legion-wide.