Father

Lin Mu's consciousness withdrew from the virtual space, and he headed outside.

Although Wang Tao knew about Lin Mu's results, he did not disturb him too much.

He knew very well that Lin Mu was rather solitary by nature.

Too much attention would only make him uncomfortable.

After leaving the Virtual Duel Hall, Lin Mu headed home.

After washing up, he changed into a fresh set of clothes.

The Training Camp would begin the day after tomorrow.

Before that, he still had one thing to do.

Arriving downstairs, Lin Mu boarded a bus.

Before long, he arrived at the entrance of a Sanatorium.

After a simple registration, he entered the Sanatorium.

Not long after, he arrived outside a private hospital room.

His emotions were somewhat complicated.

He was not the original owner of this body.

Yet he was using this body!

And inside that hospital room was his father.

Once a Third-Order Martial Artist!

But after a mission, he had ended up here.

Lin Mu opened the door and walked in.

A Middle-aged Man lay on the hospital bed, his face pale and his body thin.

The man bore some resemblance to Lin Mu.

As Lin Mu came to his side, something stirred within him.

Though he had borrowed a corpse to return to life, countless memories surfaced within him when he saw the man.

For a moment, he truly seemed to be Lin Mu.

The man before him was also truly his father.

"Dad!" Lin Mu called out.

The man's eyes remained shut.

Lin Mu spoke to himself, "I'll be leaving soon. After the Training Camp, I'll directly take the Martial Arts Exam. With my current results, there's a good chance I can get into the best martial school in the province!"

"I remember you telling me when I was little that if I got into the best martial school in the province, you'd take me to Dragon Capital for fun. But with you in this condition, that probably can't happen anymore!"

"It's nothing! Once my cultivation improves, I'll take you there myself!"

Lin Mu held his hand, his nose stinging slightly.

His memories with the man were still as clear as if they had happened yesterday.

Though his father could be a little rigid, he had always treated Lin Mu well.

He was also someone Lin Mu respected deeply.

After saying all that, Lin Mu rose to leave.

But just as he stepped out of the room, a woman dressed in white happened to be walking this way.

"Lin Mu, you came!"

Lin Mu nodded slightly. Looking at the woman, he knew she was his father's caregiver.

She was the one who took care of his father every day.

"How has my dad been lately?"

"Still the same. No one knows when he'll wake up," the woman explained.

"I remember there's a national policy. For martial artists injured in the line of duty, if their children achieve a certain level of accomplishment, they can apply for higher-grade treatment. Is that right?"

Lin Mu asked.

The woman nodded slightly, though she found it strange.

Because in her impression, Lin Mu's talent was not particularly good.

Let alone achieving anything, even getting into a second-tier university would be a struggle for him.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to get into Sacred Origin Martial School in a month. When that happens, can I apply on behalf of my father?" Lin Mu asked.

The woman's expression changed noticeably.

"Sacred Origin Martial School?"

"You're not joking, are you?"

"What's there to joke about?" Lin Mu said with a smile.

"If you can truly get into Sacred Origin Martial School, then of course you can apply. It's just that school isn't easy to get into," the woman explained.

Lin Mu nodded slightly. "I know!"

"Do your best! I know you're filial, but don't put too much pressure on yourself!" the woman said.

Lin Mu nodded. After exchanging a few more words with her, he left.

The woman watched Lin Mu's departing back, her expression shifting slightly. Though she did not believe his words,

she somehow felt that Lin Mu was different from before.

She shook her head slightly, then walked to the Middle-aged Man and slowly said, "Old Lin, did you hear that? Your son wants to test into Sacred Origin Martial School. I wonder how spectacular his expression will be once he actually gets in!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the Heart Rate Monitor beside the Middle-aged Man gave a faint twitch.

Clearly, her words had dealt the Middle-aged Man an immense shock.

If Lin Mu had been there, he would definitely have been puzzled. Wasn't getting into Sacred Origin Martial School a good thing?

Why would it provoke such a reaction from his father!?

After leaving, Lin Mu returned home. He did not know what the Training Camp would be like.

For now, all he could do was raise his Martial Arts Exam score as much as possible.

Sitting in his room, he took out book after book.

The Martial Arts Exam also required academic scores.

Naturally, he needed to spend time studying.

The day passed quickly. With the system's help, Lin Mu's theoretical knowledge improved greatly.

After stretching his waist, Lin Mu headed outside.

"I wonder what the Training Camp is like!"

Lin Mu silently thought to himself.

Once again arriving downstairs, he took the bus. About an hour later, he arrived at the entrance of the Ministry of Education.

Quite a few people were waiting there.

When Bai Fan saw Lin Mu, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You came pretty early!"

"Since it's such important training, I naturally have to take it seriously!" Lin Mu said.

Bai Fan nodded. "The training is indeed somewhat difficult, and there's a certain death rate. Be careful above all else!"

Lin Mu nodded.

As the two chatted, several people happened to walk over.

One of them showed a hint of coldness in his eyes when he saw Lin Mu.

Lin Mu's expression remained indifferent as he looked toward him.

Zhao Shun gave a cold snort, as though Lin Mu was already a dead man in his eyes.

Bai Fan noticed Zhao Shun's gaze as well, but said nothing more.

He knew very well that this was a private grudge between Lin Mu and Zhao Shun.

As more and more people arrived.

Several figures also walked to the main entrance of the Ministry of Education.

The auras of these people were exceedingly powerful. A single glance from them was enough to make one feel fear.

"I believe everyone who has come here knows what is about to happen!"

"There is a death rate in the Training Camp. Those who do not wish to participate may withdraw now!"

The leading old man spoke indifferently.

His voice carried an imposing authority and an overwhelming deterrent force.

After waiting for a while and seeing no one speak, he waved one hand, and figures began walking toward them.

These people carried trays in their hands, with paper and pens placed on them.

"All those participating in the Training Camp, sign the Life-and-Death Waiver!"

Seeing this, Lin Mu felt something stir inside him.

This was his first time encountering such a thing.

He could also clearly sense that the Training Camp was far from simple.

He signed his name on the paper.

Lin Mu looked ahead.

The old man's gaze was also sweeping over everyone. After all of them had signed, his voice rang out once more.

"Everyone, follow me!"

As soon as he spoke, he headed into the Ministry of Education.

The group followed behind him. Before long, they arrived at a plaza, where a Formation had been set up, its strands of light flickering.

Just as everyone stepped inside, waves of Source Force surged from the Formation, followed by an oppressive pressure!