12-An Instance Overflowing with Attribute Points!
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However, when the receptionist saw the skill's description, she froze.
After a long, awkward silence, she held the skill scroll—unsure whether to take it or put it down—and forced a laugh.
"Haha~ This thing's pretty famous, huh!"
Su Mo inwardly rolled his eyes. No kidding it's famous.
It was one of the most useless skills ever recorded, even featured as an example in textbooks.
With so many skills out there, there's no way he'd have remembered it otherwise.
Keeping a straight face, Su Mo asked, "So, how much can this thing sell for?"
Her expression visibly faltered at the question.
"Uh~ Well, this… It's pretty famous! I've only read about it in books—never thought I'd see it in person. How about I list it at the auction house? Maybe someone wants it as a collector's item."
A skill like this wouldn't sell for cheap at a store, let alone at an auction. That'd be a miracle.
Suppressing the urge to rant, Su Mo pulled out the Goblin King's Bracers and handed them over, taking the skill scroll back.
"Then check how much this gear's worth."
She took the equipment, examined it carefully, then glanced at Su Mo before replying,
"This is rare bronze boss gear. Sold solo, we can offer 50,000.
But it's part of a set. If you gather the armor, helmet, bracers, greaves, and weapon—five pieces total—we'd give you 500,000.
So, are you sure you want to sell it now?"
Su Mo shook his head, retrieved the bracers, and headed to the sundries section.
Selling one piece for 50,000 versus 500,000 for a full set? Only an idiot wouldn't see the better deal.
With six days until the exams, he could run the instance daily. If he completed the set, it'd be a huge win.
Even if he didn't, each piece was still worth 50,000—no loss there.
The only regret was that blasted skill scroll…
Shaking it off, Su Mo bought some rations in the sundries area and headed out of the city.
With the permit from Teacher Wang, he passed the gate smoothly.
Before leaving, he'd researched all the wild instances around Tianfu City.
Five kilometers from the western gate lay the 5-Kilometre Slope Instance, with a max entry level of 10.
Logically, a place like this should've been claimed by major guilds, the Trial Hall, or the school.
People had tried charging for it once, but there was a catch.
The monsters inside were all level 8 or 9 elites.
Ordinary awakeners could handle regular elites in a team, maybe even tangle with a bronze boss.
But the problem? There were way too many monsters—despite the level cap being 10.
Even a full party of 10, maxed at level 10 with the best gear, couldn't do much against the swarm.
It was just a matter of how long they could last.
This instance wasn't built for regular awakeners. Pay them to go in, and they'd still hesitate—let alone pay to enter themselves.
Over time, it got abandoned as a wild instance.
Why did Su Mo pick this as his first stop? Simple: it had the most monsters!
He didn't care about strong bosses—he cared about quantity. More monsters meant more attribute points.
Level 8 or 9 elites? Trash.
Carrying his rations and Guandao, Su Mo trekked onward, soon arriving at the deserted Five-Kilometre Slope Instance.
Though abandoned, he spotted two groups huddled together, discussing plans to enter.
He ignored them—he'd already looked it up online.
This instance's insane difficulty drew self-proclaimed geniuses to test their mettle.
As for clears? No record of anyone succeeding existed online.
Su Mo sat to catch his breath, wolfed down a couple bites of rations, and approached the entrance.
The two groups glanced at him as he passed. A lone guy tackling an instance? That was rare.
Their looks varied—some hostile, some mocking, others outright dismissive.
They saw themselves as gifted prodigies, yet still brought teams.
And this guy dared come alone?
They didn't believe any genius could solo the 5-Kilometre Slope Sword God Instance at level 10.
Forget soloing—teams struggled, and no one had ever cleared it.
Su Mo paid their stares no mind, activated the instance, and stepped inside.
Once he vanished, the quiet crowd erupted into chatter.
"Where'd this idiot come from, going in alone? Hilarious!"
"I remember a guide saying you have to survive 10 minutes to exit. If he lasts 10 minutes solo, I'll eat dirt on the spot!"
"Forget it—10 minutes? I bet he'll be shat out in three."
"Don't jinx it—what if he's got a student ID?"
"True, if he's got one, he could make a stunt out of it—solo 5-Kilometre Slope and walk out unscathed. That'd get some buzz online."
"Wasting a student ID for a stunt like that? That's just dumb."
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Unaware of the outside chatter, Su Mo entered the instance and saw an endless field stretching before him.
The field teemed with countless scarecrows—unlike any he'd seen outside.
Their eyes glowed red, and above their heads hovered tags: [Lv8], [Lv9], with "Elite" marked in crimson.
As the scarecrows swarmed toward him, Su Mo gripped his Guandao, a faint, excited grin tugging at his lips.
To him, these weren't monsters four or five levels above him.
They were heaps of experience and piles of free attribute points.
Where else could he find more attribute points than here?!
Standing still, Su Mo let straw arrows pelt his body. He ignored them completely—not even blinking.
Raising his thousand-pound Guandao high, his eyes gleamed as he stared at the rushing scarecrows.
No—not scarecrows.
Free attribute points!
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