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

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Eight hours later, all district exams nationwide had concluded.

By now, Su Mo's exploits were known to everyone.

The noble heirs' faces looked like they'd swallowed something foul.

They'd been the first to trash-talk Su Mo online, calling him a clown chasing clout.

They'd figured after the district exam, his name would be the nation's biggest joke.

Who'd have thought the turnaround would come so fast? In less than a day, they'd been gloriously slapped in the face.

Every comment they'd posted online now felt like bullets ricocheting back at them—with no way to argue back.

The quick-witted ones had started deleting their posts the moment they got wind of it, but they were too slow.

Chu Tian and a few Xiao family heirs, seeing Su Mo wipe out everyone from the other three southwest schools, wore heavy expressions.

They knew Qi Xiaotian's strength—top-tier awakened profession, Level 50.

With that power, he could've cracked the top 10 in this year's ranking exam.

Yet he didn't even make it past the district exam.

And his opponent? A measly Level 9 ordinary student.

Was another Bai God rising?!

The thought flickered through their minds.

Then they shook it off—impossible. Su Mo was only Level 9.

Back when Bai God dominated the noble geniuses to claim top scorer, he'd been Level 12.

Could this Su Mo be stronger than Bai God?

Comments about Su Mo flooded the internet. Passing the school exam was no big deal—clear it in 10 minutes with some skill and luck, and you're good.

But the district exam was a different beast. Su Mo didn't just pass it—he smashed it.

Single-handedly eliminating everyone outside his school!

If that wasn't strength, then what was?!

Now, not only was Su Mo in the spotlight, but Tianfu High itself was basking in national attention.

Bald-headed Principal Wang stood before the cameras, snot and tears streaming as he wailed to the nation about how the other three schools ganged up on Tianfu High.

His tale was so heartfelt, so tear-jerking, that the comment sections were a mess of sobbing readers and sympathetic hearts.

The other three schools, watching this, were gnashing their teeth in fury.

They hadn't known a thing! They were the ones who'd suffered! It was those noble brats who'd stirred the pot!

Why were they taking the blame?! But they were helpless—swallowing broken teeth and all.

Under the pressure, they announced they'd compensate Su Mo.

That day, golden light blazed at the three schools, their oppressive aura forcing everyone's heads down.

Local noble families, reading the room, rushed to send reparations to the schools.

That night, Su Mo got a call from Old Man Wang—60 million dropped into his lap.

He'd been planning to sell his axe for cash to buy that skill.

But now, the skill didn't seem so valuable. He even toyed with the idea of buying a mount.

Then he remembered the 80-90 million price tags and realized 60 million might not cut it.

Looked like he'd have to hit up the Fog Forest on the border himself for a decent ride.

That night, Su Mo grabbed his 60 million windfall and wanted to take Su Yu shopping.

But the second they hit the streets, someone recognized him. Flashbulbs popped like crazy.

Reporters swarmed in like sharks on blood.

In moments, Su Mo was hemmed in by a forest of cameras and mics, some practically shoved into his mouth.

Even Su Yu wasn't spared.

"Student Su Mo, what was your goal in eliminating everyone from the other three schools in the district exam?"

"Student Su Mo, is this person beside you your girlfriend?"

"Student Su Mo, what's your take on the upcoming national exam?"

"Student Su Mo, netizens are comparing you to Bai God—what do you think?"

Su Mo didn't mind the reporters. If they asked nicely, he might toss them a couple answers. If he wasn't in the mood, he'd walk off—they couldn't do squat.

But Su Yu was just an ordinary person.

Facing a mob of reporters and mics jammed in her face, she tried pushing them away but couldn't.

[Boom!]

Su Mo pulled Su Yu behind him, then stomped hard. The solid concrete shuddered, spiderweb cracks spreading outward.

The reporters, caught off guard by the move, stumbled and fell.

Su Mo scanned the crowd, seeing more still trying to rush in, and barked coldly:

"Shut it! Clear out—now! If any of you hurt my sister, I'll chop you down right here!"

A wave of killing intent rolled off him as he spoke.

He might just be a kid fresh into the exam grind, but he'd taken lives.

The 20 Silver-ranks and one Gold-rank outside West City's Wild Boar Forest were hard proof.

Toss in all the students from the exam dungeon, and his kill count hit seven or eight hundred.

Under his icy stare and the chilling aura of death radiating from him, the reporters finally backed off.

Su Mo took Su Yu's hand and said softly: "Sis, let's go."

Su Yu glanced nervously at the sprawled reporters, hesitating before asking:

"Are they really okay? Won't they smear you online?"

Su Mo shook his head: "Don't worry about them. Let's head home."

He led Su Yu back under the reporters' watchful eyes.

The incident got reported, and online opinions about Su Mo split hard.

"Su Mo's barely famous and he's pulling this? Way too much!"

"Su Mo's so good to his sister—what a family man!"

"Such a caring Su Mo—love it!"

"Heh, a bit of strength and he's reckless—wiping out three schools wasn't enough, now he's attacking reporters in public and trashing public property?

What a waste of talent!"

Even those ticked off by Su Mo's actions didn't dare question his strength anymore.

They could only nitpick his character.

But Su Mo didn't give a damn!

The next day, he stayed home with Su Yu, going nowhere.

Day three, the nation's eyes turned to the national exam!

Su Mo arrived at the school plaza under the admiring gazes of his classmates.

The national exam was a different beast from the school and district rounds.

School exam tested teamwork, district exam had some luck mixed in.

But the national exam? Pure, raw strength.

Every year's national exam was pretty much the same—enter the Infinite Slaughter Dungeon and kill monsters until you dropped.

And this was the test Su Mo cared about most.

Infinite Slaughter Dungeon—nothing fancy, just tons of monsters!

Su Mo's goal was simple: pump all his stats above 1,000.

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