"This..."
It took Lin Tianhao a long time to find his voice again.
His hands, accustomed to wielding battle blades and slaying countless foes, were now trembling slightly:
"That fireball just now... was it Stage 2 Mental Energy Guidance?"
"And moreover..."
"Mo'er was multitasking? Playing a game?"
As one of the top combat forces in Jianghai City, Lin Tianhao knew all too well what this meant.
Ordinary mages need to focus entirely when casting skills.
Even so-called genius Blazing Flame Mages, to control a fireball's trajectory, must fixate on the target, concentrating all their mental energy to guide it.
And his son?
Playing a game while controlling a fireball, and doing it with such precision!
This level of micro-control, you probably couldn't find many peers across the entire Dragon Nation...
My son is no ordinary person; my son has the bearing of an emperor...
"Is this really Mo'er?"
Su Wan covered her mouth, her eyes instantly reddening:
"Without Elemental Affinity, directly hard-controlling skill trajectory? What... what kind of terrifying talent is this!"
Feeling the intense gazes of his parents, Lin Mo sighed inwardly.
Fine, a genius is a genius.
He couldn't possibly tell them his fireball had gained sentience, could he?
Who would believe that if he said it?
Lin Mo pretended to choke, took a sip of soup, and mumbled:
"Uh... just playing casually."
"The main thing was that ranked match was too crucial, it was a promotion game, I didn't have time to look up at the monsters, so I just threw it based on feeling."
"Dad, Mom, don't look at me like that, it's kind of embarrassing..."
Lin Tianhao slapped his thigh excitedly:
"Playing casually! Based on feeling!"
"I knew it! How could the seed of Lin Tianhao be a waste!"
The couple exchanged glances, seeing the wild joy in each other's eyes.
They had been considering whether to have their son feign illness on the day of the big exam to avoid gossip at the scene.
Now it seemed, what a joke, feign illness? No way!
With such godlike micro-control skills, staying at home as a lazy second-generation rich kid would be a waste of talent!
So what if the Zhao family's son awakened with S-rank Fire Elemental Affinity?
At low levels where skills are similar, he might not even have Mo'er's level of micro-control.
"Mo'er, you'll soon be taking the big exam. To get into a top academy, you need to reach at least level 10 and learn a second basic skill to be safe."
She turned to Ye Hongyu, solemnly instructing:
"Hongyu, for the next two days, focus on leveling up with Mo'er, make sure he reaches level 10 before the big exam."
"Yes, ma'am!"
Ye Hongyu stood at attention, her eyes also burning with fighting spirit.
Lin Mo nodded, not refusing:
"Alright, I understand, I'll do my best."
In truth, he didn't really care whether he took the big exam or what university he got into.
After all, his little fireball could level up on its own.
Wherever he lay down, it was still lying down, right?
The bed at home was comfortable, but being under his parents' watchful eyes was a bit restrictive.
University would be different.
He'd heard that no one managed the dorms in university, and as long as you were strong enough, you could sleep all day in the dorm without anyone bothering you.
And the accommodation at top academies was no worse than home.
But most importantly, if he really could achieve good results, seeing his parents' proud and beaming faces seemed quite nice.
After all, in this life, these parents had been nothing but good to him, spoiling him to the core.
Giving them some face was also a way to show filial piety.
Seeing her son agree so readily, Su Wan's smile deepened:
"As for the second skill, you should start considering it."
"Our family has basic skill books of all types."
Su Wan listed them like treasures:
"Water's [Water Arrow], Earth's [Earth Shield], Wind's [Wind Blade], Wood's [Healing]... we even have the rare Lightning's [Lightning Strike]."
"Mo'er, which one do you want to learn? Just say the word, and I'll have someone fetch it."
Hearing this, Lin Tianhao suggested:
"Son, let me give you some advice."
"Even though your Fireball skill is incredibly accurate, mages are still fragile, and the biggest fear is being approached by assassins or targeted by long-range attacks."
"So, for the second skill, I suggest you choose Earth's [Earth Shield]."
"It's the highest defense coefficient among basic skills. Learning it is like wearing an extra turtle shell, it can save your life in critical moments!"
"As long as you're alive, you can deal damage, right?"
Su Wan nodded in agreement:
"Your dad makes sense this time. Safety first, we're not aiming to kill many enemies, but to ensure you don't get hurt."
Lin Mo rubbed his chin, deep in thought.
The second skill...
But what he's most curious about now is whether the new skill could also become sentient, and what kind of character it would have.
He just hoped it wouldn't be another hothead like the little fireball.
One hothead was enough; another one... would be too much.
["Fireball" burped contentedly: Burp~ Comfortable!]
["Fireball" looked satisfied, then reignited with fighting spirit: This Fire Dragon Liver tastes great, I feel full of power now, slaughter, I want to slaughter! I feel I'm one step closer to a Forbidden Spell!]
Lin Mo ignored the gluttonous "little fireball" and looked up at his parents:
"Alright, I'll go with Dad's suggestion, the second skill will be Earth-based. An extra shell will give me more security."
"Survival is key, I want to live a few more years to mooch off you."
Lin Tianhao laughed heartily, not minding his son's unambitious words.
"Good! As long as you make your own decisions, Dad's just giving a suggestion. Now that the goal is set, leveling up can't stop."
With that, Lin Tianhao flipped his wrist.
A scroll emitting a purple-black glow was solemnly placed on the table.
"This is the scroll for the [Hard Ghost Castle] dungeon."
"I was planning to give it to you in a few days, but since you're leveling up so fast and have that micro-control talent, you can use it tonight."
"The dungeon level restriction is Lv.3-Lv.5, so Hongyu can't accompany you inside, but that's okay, I've already found a team for you."
"A team?"
Lin Mo instinctively asked.
Seeing this, Lin Tianhao earnestly advised:
"Mo'er, I know your micro-control talent is strong, but don't let it make you arrogant."
"The monsters in a Hard Dungeon are far from comparable to those little ones outside."
"Life is only once, and I don't want to see you get into any accidents, not even a scratch."
Lin Mo listened and nodded seriously:
"Dad, I understand."
"Better safe than sorry, I get it."
In fact, he didn't mind his dad finding him a team.
Though the little fireball was fierce, he had never been in a so-called dungeon.
For the first time, it's always good to be cautious, and his dad wouldn't harm him.
Seeing his son take the advice to heart, Lin Tianhao nodded with satisfaction, then turned to Ye Hongyu:
"Hongyu, go to the underground warehouse. Help Mo'er pick out the best mage outfit he can wear at this stage."
"Yes, Commander!"
Ye Hongyu turned and quickly left.
Just then, the old butler walked in briskly, slightly bowing to report:
"Master, Madam."
"Miss Xia and her group have arrived, the car is already outside."
Lin Tianhao checked the time and smiled: "Oh, they came just as we talked about it, these little ones are quite punctual."