Chapter 12 What should I name my child?

In the live broadcast, a tall and handsome young man casually waved the heavy sword in his hand, smashing the spines of the monsters that kept rushing towards him one by one, and then let them fall in front of a tall and beautiful girl behind him.

The latter was happily harvesting heads with the sword in his hand, and his points kept rising, now reaching the 27th place!

The audience before the live broadcast were all stunned by this operation. Is this possible? Isn't this considered cheating? Boy, your method of pursuing girls is a bit coquettish. If you don't have some strength, you really can't win a girl.

In fact, this is not really cheating. The rules clearly state that malicious stealing of monsters is not allowed, but it does not say that people cannot be killed. It can only be said that this is a loophole in the rules.

Chen Mo helped Song Zilin improve her ranking in points, but his own ranking remained around 40 and could not go up any higher. This was fair.

"That's enough." Song Zilin harvested the last wave of heads, her eyes smiling like two crescent moons. She looked at Chen Mo happily and said, "Don't give me any more points. Hurry up and get more points yourself, otherwise you won't be able to enter the top 20."

"Is that enough? Don't you want to be in the top 20?" Chen Mo casually chopped off the iron-haired wild boar that was charging towards him with a sword, and looked at the beautiful girl behind him in surprise.

"Of course I don't want to. What's the point of getting into the top 20? I have to work hard in the ring match. I might as well go home and get some more beauty sleep with this time." Song Zilin pouted.

"No wonder it takes you a long time to fight a primary beast soldier with your intermediate warrior strength. It turns out it's because you're lazy." Chen Mo shook his head with a smile.

"Go quickly, it's too late." Seeing Chen Mo standing there without moving, Song Zilin urged him quickly. She was also afraid that Chen Mo would lose the opportunity to participate in the competition because of helping her.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to go in." Chen Mo thought for a while and said.

For him, as long as he got the qualification to become a formal warrior, the ranking in the competition was no longer important.

With the strength he has shown now, he can obtain a huge amount of training resources even if he does not participate in subsequent competitions. Why waste this time?

I believe that as long as the major forces are not blind, they will take the initiative to recruit him.

Song Zilin looked at Chen Mo who was standing in place and casually slapping the monster away, and her pretty face suddenly blushed. The ease and carefreeness in his every move was really handsome.

'He doesn't go hunting monsters to earn points. Maybe he wants to spend more time with me. Could he be in love with me?'

'He's taking so much trouble to help me, he must like me, hum! I'm still very charming, you little black dog, don't even think about escaping from my grasp.'

'Although he is not particularly handsome, he is really good-looking and has a good temperament. Although he is a bit cold, I think he will get used to it after getting to know him for a long time.'

'I don't know what it would be like to date him. Will he be gentle? Will he be mean to me?'

"Woo woo, I'm only 17 years old and I've never been in a relationship. If he confesses his feelings, I definitely can't agree to him so easily!"

"If we are together in the future, what should we name our child? How about...?"

"Student Song Zilin?" Chen Mo looked at Song Zilin, who was standing there with a very rich expression, with a puzzled look on his face, and a row of question marks on his forehead.

"Ah? What should I call you?" Song Zilin was startled by the sudden voice and blurted out subconsciously.

"What's that?" Chen Mo continued with a black question mark face.

"No, no, I'm asking what you want me to do." Miss Song's pretty face turned red like a little apple, like the red sunset in the sky. She twirled her fingers with her hands, wishing she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

"I said, the game will be over soon." Chen Mo pointed to the time on his watch with a helpless expression.

Is it true that it is difficult to guess what a beautiful woman is thinking? I have no idea what she is thinking.

Even a straight man like Chen Mo, if he is not so straight, can see some clues.

At this time, in a secret base in Kyoto City, a short-haired girl who was watching the 3D projection live broadcast in the lobby of a villa screamed. "It's over, Linlin must have fallen. Look at her crazy look just now."

"Hmph! You're such a loser. You fall in love with her just by helping her kill a few low-level monsters." The long-haired girl on the side snorted coldly with a serious face.

"But that guy named Chen Mo is really good. He is tall and strong, and he is also very careful. He didn't let any monsters get within three meters of Linlin."

"What's the use? It's not just for her body."

The short-haired girl looked the long-haired girl up and down and smiled wickedly: "Who wouldn't be greedy for a body like this!"

Having said that, he pounced forward, and the hall of the villa was immediately filled with joyful noises.

The game ended at six o'clock in the afternoon.

Perhaps out of embarrassment, Song Zilin simply said hello to Chen Mo after the award ceremony was over and ran away.

This made Chen Mo feel a little disappointed. He thought that his behavior during the competition could win some favor from the beautiful Song, but it seemed that he was being too sentimental again. As expected, there would be no good ending for those who bootlick the dog, so it was better to be a little cool.

Chen Mo's ranking finally stopped at 42nd, and he finally got the official status of a warrior as he wished.

As for the bonus, it was originally 200 million, but he shamelessly asked the military to cash out other rewards for him, so he had 400 million.

As soon as the award ceremony was over, Chen Mo received invitations from various parties, including the Chinese military, Lei Dian Martial Arts School, HR Alliance, etc. The conditions offered were not very low.

Basically, they all provide 5000 million Chinese Yuan in starting capital and million in cultivation resources, plus a special training contract. Only the HR Alliance gives more, million in cultivation resources.

Moreover, all the senior leaders of major forces in Kyoto Base City came out personally to invite him to show their importance to Chen Mo.

This made the other contestants very embarrassed, especially those who made it into the top 20.

There may be a few people here who are as strong as Chen Mo, but they are all at least around 21 years old, and almost all of them have joined their own forces, so naturally they will no longer attract attention.

Chen Mo's original intention was to contact the Chinese military or the Extreme Martial Arts School, but the people from the Extreme Martial Arts School had not arrived yet, which made him hesitant for a moment.

After all, he was a student of Extreme Martial Arts School, and Lin Zhong and Song Tianming had especially taken special care of him, so he had to give Extreme Martial Arts School a chance no matter what.

As for the Extreme Martial Arts School, before the competition was over, Song Tianming received a call from the person in charge of Kyoto Base City.

"Old Song, your Jinhua District has produced a good talent, but you didn't tell me anything about it."

Song Tianming was confused. He didn't know Chen Mo's specific ranking at this time, let alone Chen Mo's performance in the competition.

"Lao Li, which one are you talking about?"

"You old man are still playing dumb with me. Are you trying to give me a surprise? You've already asked him to help the 56th Military Academy improve its ranking, and you're still trying to hide it? This time, because of him, the 56th Military Academy might become the 6th Military Academy."

"Chen Mo? Is he in the top 100?" Song Tianming was slightly startled, and then he became even more confused. With Chen Mo's strength, it shouldn't be enough for Li Hong, one of the four giants of the Extreme Martial Arts Kyoto Base City, to call him personally, right? Could it be...

"Top 100? A 19-year-old high-level warrior, do you think he is only in the top 100?" The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously a little impatient, "Okay, don't say any more, come quickly and go to the scene with me. We must not let him be poached by other forces!"

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