Catastrophic necromancer

**Chapter 540: Fortunately, I Was Born Earlier**

Lin Moyu understood the purpose of the Divine Stone Dungeon. It was designed to select truly powerful individuals with potential.

Lin Moyu whispered, “Does getting over 90 points in the Divine Stone Dungeon mean one can become a god-level expert?”

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “It’s not that simple. Scoring over 90 points only proves you have the potential to become a god-level expert, but it’s not guaranteed.”

“However, getting a high score in the Divine Stone Dungeon does increase the likelihood of becoming a god-level expert.”

“Those who can’t even score 90 points have almost no hope of becoming a god-level expert.”

Meng Anwen said, “Since the discovery of the Divine Stone Dungeon, it’s been 480 years. Over a million people have entered the dungeon.”

“Only less than 500 people have scored over 90 points, and each time the dungeon opens, only about 10 people achieve this.”

“Out of these less than 500 people, only about 50 have ultimately reached the god-level.”

Lin Moyu listened to Meng Anwen’s numbers and sighed, “Becoming a god-level expert is really not easy.”

Zhu Qingliu, beside Bai Yiyuan, laughed, “It’s difficult for others, but it shouldn’t be hard for Xiaoyu.”

“Yiyuan told me about Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu is destined to become a god-level expert.”

Zhu Qingliu’s beautiful face blossomed with a radiant smile, “If you encounter any difficulties, just come to me. I’ll help you as much as I can.”

“Thank you, Master’s wife,” Lin Moyu replied with a smile. Such a good Master’s wife is hard to find even with a lantern. The scene in the Divine Stone Dungeon changed again.

Out of 100 people, 90% successfully killed the white tiger and passed the level.

As beams of light descended on them, the passers’ bodies fully recovered.

Whether it was skill cooldowns, physical strength, or mental energy, everything was restored to its initial state.

Their scores also reached 30 points.

A few people, as Meng Anwen had mentioned, were eliminated, appearing outside the dungeon in a sorry state. Their faces were extremely ugly, having been eliminated in the third level.

They were utterly embarrassed.

These people didn’t even have the face to stay and quickly left the venue.

Meng Anwen said, “These people are just high-level but have no real combat ability. They’re useless.”

Lin Moyu whispered, “Level doesn’t represent strength. The human race needs strong warriors, not high-level weaklings.”

In the dungeon, the fourth level had already begun.

It was still the same wind tiger, but its level had increased.

It was now three levels higher than each professional.

A level 50 professional would face a level 53 wind tiger.

For Lin Moyu, this was a common occurrence.

He always faced enemies dozens of levels higher than himself.

Facing an enemy just three levels higher didn’t faze him at all.

But for other professionals, it was much more challenging.

Various scenes unfolded in the dungeon.

Some were chased by the wind tiger, looking miserable.

Some fought hard against the wind tiger, appearing somewhat disheveled but showing extraordinary combat power.

Some handled it with ease, facing a wind tiger three levels higher without any pressure.

The difference in combat power began to show.

Lin Moyu saw a few people handling the wind tiger with ease, showing no difficulty.

Clearly, their combat power was very strong, and they had enough strength to continue.

Those who were already struggling had no chance of continuing.

Even if they weren’t eliminated in this level, they would be in the next.

Looking around, at least half of the professionals would be eliminated in this level.

The reward of half a Divine Stone in the Divine Stone Dungeon was not easy to obtain.

In the stands outside the guest area, thousands of people pointed and commented on the performance of those in the dungeon.

They were also about to enter the dungeon, and watching others’ trials was like gaining experience for themselves. Seeing their fellow clan members perform well made them proud. If their clan members performed poorly, they felt embarrassed.

“How pathetic. If it were me, I wouldn’t be like this.”

“How can they be so bad? Haven’t they fought monsters before?”

“It’s just a monster, not even a BOSS. What’s so hard about it? I could solo a BOSS for you!” The stands were lively, with everyone expressing their opinions.

At the top of the stands, a group of old folks sat together.

They watched the young people below with squinted eyes, feeling the lively atmosphere.

Once upon a time, most of them were also participants in the Divine Stone Dungeon.

In a corner of the stands, two pairs of eyes were fixed on Lin Moyu.

One pair belonged to Shui Zhijun, filled with hatred.

He hid his hatred well, knowing Lin Moyu’s identity and that he couldn’t seek revenge. If he wanted revenge, he would have to wait for an opportunity.

His gaze then shifted to Shu Han.

The other pair of eyes belonged to Dan Feiying, who patted his chest with relief, “Fortunately, I didn’t provoke him.”

“A god general’s woman, even if I had nine lives, it wouldn’t be enough.”

“Mo Yun is destined to be out of my reach!”

The two had different thoughts.

Different personalities naturally led to different paths and outcomes.

The trials in the dungeon continued.

The difficulty of the fifth level increased again.

The wind tiger’s level didn’t increase further but instead returned to the same level as the professionals.

However, a second tiger appeared beside it.

A fire tiger, burning with fierce flames.

The fire tiger wasn’t as fast as the wind tiger, but its attack power was stronger and more aggressive.

The two tigers, with different attributes, cooperated, making the professionals cry out in pain.

Various embarrassing scenes emerged, causing laughter outside.

But they didn’t realize that they would soon enter the dungeon and face the same situation.

When their turn came, others would laugh at them too.

Meng Anwen said, “The fifth level is the fire tiger, the sixth is the water tiger, and the seventh is the electric tiger.”

“The wind, fire, water, and electric tigers combine to form the BOSS in the eighth level.”

Lin Moyu asked, “What about the ninth level?”

Meng Anwen whispered, “The ninth level is also called the Endless Level. The wind, fire, water, and electric tigers will keep appearing, increasing in number.”

“Every minute you last, you get one point.”

Lin Moyu calculated that Meng Anwen had scored 94 points back then.

This meant he had lasted at least 14 minutes.

He couldn’t imagine how many tigers would appear in 14 minutes. Lasting that long was already impressive.

Such combat power was very strong.

But for himself, it didn’t seem difficult.

He could not only last but also counterattack!

As Meng Anwen said, the dungeon became increasingly difficult.

People were continuously eliminated.

By the seventh level, when the wind, fire, water, and electric tigers appeared together, only five out of the initial 100 people remained in the dungeon.

95% had been eliminated.

The remaining five were also struggling, barely able to defend against the four tigers’ attacks.

Bai Yiyuan said with some disdain, “These people are too weak, far worse than we were back then.”

Meng Anwen said, “It’s normal. You can’t expect so many geniuses to appear.”

“Besides, with Xiaoyu around, the geniuses of this era will all pale in comparison.”

Bai Yiyuan laughed heartily, “That’s true. Xiaoyu can overshadow an entire era. Fortunately, I was born earlier; otherwise, I wouldn’t have had a chance to stand out.”

His words made Zhu Qingliu laugh, “You really have thick skin.”

Bai Yiyuan laughed, “Thick skin depends on who you’re comparing to. Compared to some people, my skin isn’t thick at all.”

His words had a hidden meaning, but Meng Anwen didn’t respond, not taking the bait.

When the last person was eliminated, the first round of the hundred-person trial ended.

No one reached the ninth level to get half a Divine Stone.

The best result was the seventh level, with a final score of only 60 points.

“The second batch, 100 people, step forward!”

A god-level military officer overseeing the Divine Stone Dungeon shouted.

Immediately, 100 prepared professionals stepped forward and quickly entered the dungeon.

A new round of trials began.

After watching one round, Lin Moyu lost interest and went to Ning Yiyi, “Are you confident?”

Ning Yiyi smiled sweetly, “No problem. I did special training for the Divine Stone Dungeon in the family secret realm. I’m at least 70% confident I can reach the ninth level.”

Lin Moyu said softly, “Be careful and don’t push yourself. Even if you don’t get the Divine Stone, I’ll find another way.”

Ning Yiyi smiled beautifully, “Got it. Don’t worry, this dungeon isn’t dangerous.”

The Divine Stone Dungeon was very safe, with no incidents in hundreds of years.

Lin Moyu knew this too and said no more.

Mo Yun and Shu Han looked at Ning Yiyi’s sweet smile with some envy.

Lin Moyu hadn’t asked them.

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