Chapter 46: The Holidays Have Begun

For the next three weeks, each day unfolded in a repetitive cycle of classes, training, and dungeon challenges!

No one dared to slack off. In this academy of evolution, only those students who placed strength above all else could earn the respect of others—otherwise, they would be met with nothing but disdain and humiliation.

Chen Mo found himself stuck at the 5000-meter mark in Hell difficulty, powerless to advance. Though he made incremental progress each day—5100 meters, 5200 meters, 5300 meters—the pace was agonizingly slow, and he was thoroughly dissatisfied with himself.

On the global leaderboard, Chen Mo still held first place with 5800 meters. Second was Musashi Miyamoto with 5000 meters on Hell difficulty; third was Yi Sun-sin from Korea, also at 5000 meters; and fourth was Thunder of the Heavens from the China region, likewise at 5000 meters in Hell difficulty.

It was clear that, aside from Chen Mo, everyone else in the top ten was stuck at the 5000-meter point in Hell difficulty—it was difficult for any of them to even reach 5100 meters.

This knowledge comforted Chen Mo somewhat; even the world’s top talents were blocked at this stage, not just himself.

With the Demon King’s progress stalled and point farming proving difficult, Chen Mo decided to train up his warrior account, Kunlong, to speed up his accumulation of one million points.

Switching to his Kunlong ID, Chen Mo breezed through Novice difficulty without claiming the rewards, pressed on to clear Normal difficulty, and deliberately stopped short of completing Hard difficulty. He’d learned his lesson: if he cleared Hard, it would automatically unlock Hell difficulty, where farming points was both risky and inefficient. So, at 9900 meters on Hard, he halted, forfeited the challenge, and claimed his rewards.

Perhaps the Demon King had exhausted all his luck, for Chen Mo received four reward chests in total.

Three of these were pieces of the Golden Set: the Golden Sword, the Golden Helmet, and the Golden War Boots.

Added to the two pieces already on the Demon King—Golden Gauntlets and Golden Armor—he now had five pieces in all, equipping the entire set to his Kunlong warrior.

This way, Chen Mo could instantly switch to his warrior role and be fully clad in golden gear.

The Golden Set consisted of six pieces; the only one he lacked was the most crucial, the Golden Heart.

Only upon collecting all six could he activate the set’s attributes—the specifics of which remained a mystery.

Aside from the three golden items, Chen Mo also obtained the Vampire Mask.

Vampire Mask

Quality: Grade C Excellent
Attribute: Constitution +20
Special: Vampire’s Scream—inflicts a fear effect on enemies, causing neural confusion for 5 seconds. Cooldown: 180 seconds.

Chen Mo already possessed the Vampire Claws and Vampire Cloak; with just one more piece, he would complete the Vampire set.

While his Kunlong warrior farmed points relentlessly, the Little Prince ID made symbolic progress of a few hundred meters each day.

After three weeks, Chen Mo had amassed 950,000 points—only fifty thousand short of being able to purchase the Bard character pack.

The Little Prince’s dungeon record reached 8000 meters, catapulting him from the worst-performing student in Class F to its very best! Of course, this achievement was impressive only within Class F. In other classes, it was merely average. In Class A, half the students had already cleared the dungeon; in Classes B and C, dozens more had succeeded. So, Chen Mo’s feat aroused no suspicion outside his own class.

However, it did provoke intense jealousy from one person: Zhong Liner.

Watching Chen Mo’s results improve day by day, Zhong Liner’s expression grew darker and darker. Ultimately, she was overtaken by him, losing any chance to surpass him. Yet, true to her reputation as the queen of schemers, when she realized she could not defeat Chen Mo, she simply offered her alluring figure to Zhou Xiong, ranked tenth in Class A. Zhou Xiong promised her that he would find an opportunity to teach Chen Mo a lesson.

After becoming the top student in Class F’s dungeon results, Chen Mo drew the attention of Moon Fox. Every afternoon during training, she would call him to her private training room, personally instructing him in combat moves and techniques. More than once, Chen Mo nearly had a nosebleed, unable to withstand her close proximity—after all, this instructor was not only diligent to a fault but also entirely unconcerned with the teacher-student relationship, constantly pressing her soft body close to his. For a young man brimming with energy, it was only natural for Chen Mo to struggle with restraint.

Today was February 28th; tomorrow was the last day of February.

After his classmates finished the dungeon challenge outside the library, Chief Instructor Wei Zheng announced, “Students, you’ve worked hard this month. I have good news: tomorrow is a holiday! You may leave the academy!”

At first, the students were stunned, unable to believe their ears. After a month of militarized study and training, their minds had fallen into a pattern of intense, mechanical thinking. Many had forgotten they were students at all, seeing themselves only as fighting machines. Yet, when they heard the announcement of the holiday, it was as if enlightenment dawned upon them—they remembered they were still students, and they still had vacations!

Wails of joy erupted—

Some of the girls broke down in exaggerated sobs, hugging their heads and crying. The boys were no different; many struggled to hold back tears, and eventually, unable to contain themselves, burst out crying as well.

Of course, some students with stronger nerves laughed and joked, making plans to go out drinking or spend the night at an internet café.

No one was happier than Ning Xuan, who leapt joyfully into Chen Mo’s arms, exclaiming in excitement, “Brother! We’re on holiday! Let’s go out—I want to buy a new dress! And I want a new phone! And I want a shiny bracelet! And I want…”

Chen Mo smiled fondly, like a doting father. “Alright, alright, we’ll buy them all. Your brother will get you anything you want!”

Ning Xuan tilted her head proudly. “Hmph, I don’t need you to buy them. I’ve got money myself.”

Chen Mo’s expression changed. “Ning Xuan! Don’t tell me you sold your novice set behind my back!”

Ning Xuan stuck out her tongue, giggling. “Hehe, that’s right, I sold it all! Brother, let me tell you a secret—I have four hundred thousand yuan now. From now on, I can take care of you!”

Chen Mo ran a data scan.

[Ning Xuan, Level 19]
[Magician]
[HP: 1000]
[MP: 3000]
[Physical Attack: 10]
[Magic Attack: 280]
[Equipment: Staff of Arrogance (Grade D), Robe of Arrogance (Grade D), Shoes of Arrogance (Grade D), Ring of Arrogance (Grade D)]

His scalp tingled! No wonder Ning Xuan sold her entire novice set—this little girl hadn’t just bought the Magician character pack but had also assembled a full Arrogance set. On the Evolution Forum, there were only a handful of these items in existence, each one worth tens of millions! The rarity of the set was beyond imagination.

Looking at his sister’s innocent smile, Chen Mo nodded in relief. It seemed his little sister was even luckier than he was—a true prodigy of fortune!