I'm Already Invulnerable, I Want to Play DPS. And Look Badass Doing it

Chapter 32: 32-Trading Gear and Aiming for the Top.



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Upon hearing this, Su Mo hurriedly set down the mount catalog.

After all, the stuff in there—he couldn't afford what he liked, and he didn't like what he could afford.

But after flipping through it so many times, he'd deeply memorized one place: the Fog Forest dungeon in the southwest border.

It seemed most of these mounts came from that dungeon.

Su Mo figured his standards weren't high—just a Gold-rank boss-level mount would do.

As for looks, the Golden-Winged Sky-Devouring Tiger or the Unicorn would both be acceptable.

If it was a wild boar, he'd sell it for cash—just imagining himself riding a pig into battle was unbearable.

An invincible defender wielding a giant polearm, riding a wild boar? What kind of image would that be?

The shop assistant handed him a tablet, pulling up a piece of info and saying:

"Sir, what do you think of this skill?"

[Power Conversion: Temporarily converts all attributes into strength for a short duration. Required level: 62. Price…]

The moment he saw the skill, Su Mo's DNA practically vibrated with excitement—but when he saw the level requirement, his face fell again.

He was only Level 8, and they were offering him a Level 62 skill? Were they messing with him?

Besides, with his current stats, by the time he hit Level 62, he'd already be invincible. Why would he need this junk?

A lump of frustration lodged in Su Mo's chest. After a long silence, he let out a deep breath to calm himself before saying:

"Next."

"Skills like what you're asking for are pretty rare in supply, but here's one with no level requirement you might like."

[Passive Skill - Attack Rebound: 20% of the force from attacks you block is returned to the attacker. Required defense attribute: 3,000. Price: 12 million]

This skill didn't quite meet Su Mo's exact request,

but it seemed usable!

The price, though!

The assistant, sensing Su Mo's hesitation, chimed in:

"Sir, here's the thing—any skill scroll without a level requirement tends to be pricier. So, are you satisfied with this one?"

Su Mo paused, then pulled a pile of broken gear from his system space and said:

"Check how much this stuff is worth."

Truth be told, he was torn. This skill wasn't useless—it had some value.

But useful? Standing still and letting people hit him just seemed dumb no matter how you sliced it.

It'd only really shine against enemies he couldn't hit—high-damage, squishy types.

"Sir, after our appraisal, your Silver-rank gear is all damaged. We can offer you 3 million for it."

Su Mo's brows furrowed. Back when he'd cleared the Ten Mile Slope dungeon, the few pieces he sold fetched 8 million.

Even with a 50% markup, that was over 5 million, right?

But he didn't know the market, so after a moment's thought, he said:

"Fine, convert it to cash for me."

8 million plus 3 million made 11 million—still 1 million short.

Should he sell that axe? Honestly, Su Mo was a bit reluctant, but since it required Level 20 to use, he didn't hesitate further:

"I'll take this skill. I'm a bit short on cash, but I'll go grab another piece of gear and be right back."

The assistant gave an awkward smile:

"Sorry, sir, this skill is at our headquarters. Shipping it here will take 10 days.

If you want it expedited, it's an extra 5 million in shipping fees for delivery within three days.

If you're really in a rush, we can have a Gold-rank space-type awakened open a portal to send it instantly—but that'll cost 80 million."

Su Mo stared at her like she was an idiot. He'd just said he was short on money, and now they wanted shipping fees? Why didn't they just rob him instead?

That last option was even worse—80 million in shipping for a 12-million skill? Robbery wasn't even this profitable!

"If you're not in a hurry, it'll be here in 10 days, but you'll need to pay a 50% deposit."

Su Mo swiped his card, paid, and left in one smooth motion.

After paying, he had 6 million left. He'd originally planned to earn some cash and buy a bigger house for his older sister to live in—

at least to ensure she'd never want for food or clothing.

But looking at his situation now, money was still a big issue!

Back at the school gate, Su Mo stepped into the security office.

Old Man Wang, sipping tea inside, looked up at him in confusion:

"What are you doing back here, kid? Don't tell me you want that thing?

It's too big—your system space can't hold it, and leaving it out there's just asking for thieves to eye it.

Why not leave it with me? Once you hit Level 10, you can carry it yourself."

"No, Principal, I just wanted to ask if you could upgrade my Zhanmadao using that wild boar tusk.

As for that axe, I'm planning to sell it to buy a skill."

"Heh, you sure know how to boss people around. Didn't I say I'd give you a no-level-restriction weapon once you become this year's top scorer? Why bother with that junk?"

Su Mo: "Principal Wang, what's this no-level weapon you're giving me?"

"A Fang Tian Hua Ji (halberd). How's that? I noticed you use that type of weapon."

At those words, Su Mo's mind instantly conjured the phrase: "Among men, Lü Bu; among horses, Red Hare."

With a mount and a Fang Tian Hua Ji, he'd be insanely cool—off-the-charts awesome!!!

He glanced down at the Zhanmadao, which had been with him for just an afternoon, and suddenly it didn't feel so special anymore.

"Principal, so what should I do with this weapon?

"Keep it with me for now, and I can upgrade it later when the time's right."

"Sure, thank you, Principal!"

With that, Su Mo tossed the Zhanmadao to the floor, grabbed the double-edged axe, and bolted out.

He'd keep the axe for self-defense for now and sell it once his skill arrived.

Over the next few days, Su Mo hit the Goblin dungeon twice a day, grinding attribute points. He didn't dare do more.

What if he tackled an unfamiliar dungeon and accidentally leveled up? That'd be a huge loss.

He'd promised Old Man Wang he wouldn't break past Level 10 before becoming the top scorer.

In the blink of an eye, five days passed, and the college entrance exams were about to begin.

Su Mo's level had settled perfectly at 9.

Two daily runs of the Goblin dungeon had pushed his free attribute points to a whopping 600.

After this, he'd become the lowest-level top scorer in Great Xia's history!

With Level 9 strength, he'd crush all the other students!

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