Adventure: My Skills Evolve Infinitely

The other man wasn’t stupid. He used the momentum from being knocked back to retreat just in time, avoiding being impaled.

He clutched his wound, feeling the blood steadily flowing out. His gaze toward Lin Mo was now laced with terror.

"So you’re the Gang Leader of the Blood Sea Gang?"

Lin Mo’s eyes narrowed. He was in no hurry to kill him.

’A Level 5 Warrior coming out here just to steal some ore? That makes no sense. He must have another, secret objective.’

But the man clearly had no intention of answering. He suddenly bolted for the mine entrance.

And yet, not even half a second later, Lin Mo had easily caught up. A [Rapid Charge Fist] landed on the man’s kidney from behind.

The man in black reeled from the heavy blow, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he collapsed.

’I can’t match his Strength, and he completely crushes me in speed. He even used Magic just now... How can such a freak exist in this world? What is his Profession?’

At the same time, something wrapped in cloth fell from the man’s clothes. Lin Mo walked over and, instead of using his hands, used his Sword to nudge it open.

’This is... a piece of ore?’

But the ore before him was drastically different from the others he had seen.

Unlike the dusty gray of the other ores, this piece, while small, had a smooth texture and was a lustrous silver all over, almost as if it were already refined Mithril.

Yet it clearly hadn’t been properly refined... It was just a piece of ore.

’This thing has to be priceless!’

Though he couldn’t be sure what it was, Lin Mo knew this was likely the real reason the Blood Sea Gang Leader, a Level 5 Warrior, had come here himself.

Sure enough, the moment the man realized his prize had fallen, he grew frantic and lunged for it.

Lin Mo watched him with cold eyes, unleashing a merciless, blood-red Sword Qi.

[Blood Qi Blade]!

With his terrifying Strength now at 66 points thanks to the Steel Splitting Sword, the attack severed the man’s arm without any resistance.

"AHHH—!"

The man shrieked, clutching his severed arm. He didn’t dare hesitate any longer and turned to run.

But in this moment of life and death, he seemed to forget that Lin Mo was far faster than him.

He had only taken a few steps before a Sword suddenly pierced through his heart.

He looked down, his face a mask of disbelief as he stared at the blade gleaming under the mine lamps, seemingly unable to accept that he was about to die.

Reality, however, gave him no chance to react. Lin Mo withdrew his Sword, and the man’s body collapsed. It twitched for a moment, then went still.

[Continuous Thrust] Skill Level +30

A Level 5 Warrior had been as helpless as a child before him, completely unable to fight back!

Landon watched from the side, his heart pounding. ’The main thing is, how long has it even been?’

’It feels like just yesterday we met when I went to support Silver Moon Town.’

’Back then, he was just a Level 2 Warrior, wasn’t he?’

...

Landon was at a loss for words, standing awkwardly to the side.

Lin Mo, meanwhile, picked up the special ore from the ground and examined it closely.

It felt very similar to Mithril in his hand, but it still had some of the roughness of raw ore; it wasn’t quite as smooth.

Lin Mo glanced at Landon, but the man just shook his head, clearly having no idea what it was either.

’No matter,’ Lin Mo thought. ’Someone else should know.’

Lin Mo looked deeper into the mine. "There’s no need to hide anymore... Or do you really think you can escape from me?"

After a brief silence, the Guard Commander emerged with a sheepish grin.

"Thank you for your assistance! That scoundrel was too strong. There was nothing I could do, so I had to hide..."

He knew that if he had made the slightest sound, even if he had run deeper into the mine, he would have been caught instantly. There was no escape through some other exit.

"We’re past that point. There’s no sense in keeping up the act."

Lin Mo gave him an indifferent glance. "Or do you really take us for fools?"

The man’s expression shifted several times. "Young man, let’s not burn bridges... Must you really push me to the brink?"

"Besides," he added, "you must be curious about this, aren’t you..."

He gestured to the ore in Lin Mo’s hand, which did seem to soften Lin Mo’s expression.

"Then talk. What is this?"

"Spirit Vein Mithril."

"Spirit Vein... Mithril?"

Lin Mo paused. "What’s that?"

’Even though I’ve been reading a lot lately, knowledge isn’t built in a day. My understanding of this world is still pretty limited.’

He glanced over at Landon, who looked just as clueless. ’Good. It seems this stuff really isn’t common knowledge.’

"You should know that Magic Veins exist in this world."

Lin Mo nodded. He had indeed read about that.

In this world, there are many Magic Veins. These veins are natural channels for Magic Power that flow beneath the earth, like the planet’s own blood vessels, carrying raw and potent Magic Energy.

The Energy within these veins, especially at their source, can be harnessed.

By tapping into the power of a Magic Power-rich vein, one can construct a special "Mage Tower." Within such a tower, the concentration of Magic Power is increased, accelerating a Mage’s Magic Power Growth and recovery. In a crisis, one can even channel and weaponize the vein’s power, unleashing a terrifying attack.

This is why crucial locations, like the Royal Capital, are always built to encompass a powerful Magic Vein.

"In fact, besides the source of a Magic Vein being an extremely powerful font of Magic Power, the regions through which the vein flows also change over time. The constant flow of Magic Energy causes many transformations, including certain geological shifts..."

Lin Mo immediately understood.

"You’re saying that’s how Mithril deposits are formed?"

"Precisely."

The man nodded. "Because the Magic Power content varies between veins, the resulting geological changes are also different. This is why Mithril deposits are also graded by different levels. For example, the deposit here in Silver Stream City is a C Level one."

’Doesn’t sound very high-grade.’

"A C Level deposit mostly produces D Level and C Level Mithril. The D Level kind is often full of impurities, making it difficult to use for forging a Magic Staff. C Level Mithril is what’s widely known as Ordinary Mithril."

Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully. "And I suppose the ore’s quality is also related to its proximity to the Magic Vein?"

"Exactly as you’d expect, sir!"

The Guard Commander didn’t miss the chance to flatter him. "Precisely! For example, in a C Level Mithril deposit, the ore closer to the vein is C Level Secret Silver Ore, while the ore a bit further away is D Level Secret Silver Ore."

"But even in a C Level Mithril deposit, if you can find the spot where it connects directly to the Magic Vein, you might find higher-quality Secret Silver Ore in that small area, or even... special materials."

"Like this one?"

Lin Mo glanced at the silver ore in his hand.

A moment ago, the Guard Commander had called it "Spirit Vein Mithril."

’It’s "Spirit Vein Mithril," not B Level or A Level Mithril. That means it isn’t just a higher-quality version of Mithril, but a special material entirely.’

"So, what does this ’Spirit Vein Mithril’ do?"

Lin Mo asked, his curiosity piqued.

The man’s expression, however, turned awkward. "Actually... I don’t know either. I just know it’s extremely valuable, which is why... why those people offered such a high price..."

Lin Mo shot him a look.

’So he was just bought off, not some deep-cover agent who’d infiltrated Silver Stream City’s bureaucracy?’

’If that’s the case, things are actually much simpler.’

’Of course, I’ll leave the specifics for City Lord Beixila to investigate and pass judgment on.’

’All I need to do is bring him back...’