Chapter 49: Second Assessment Dungeon (8)

And when he was supposed to heal, he was still whining over there, looking completely unwilling.

Didn’t he realize that once all the damage dealers were dead, he wouldn’t be able to take down the BOSS alone?

Not only that, his magic bolts were terribly inaccurate.

If the target moved just a little out of his range, his magic bolts would completely miss.

It was as if the enemy had a perfect humanoid outline.

Missing shots would be one thing—after all, he was just starting, and practice would improve his aim.

But this guy, relying on being a rare Priest, insisted that everyone else was moving recklessly.

Anyone who dared to contradict him was denied healing.

Recalling his past experiences, A Li Ya sighed bitterly, “We’re all Priests, so why is there such a huge gap between all the other Priests and this Priests?”

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The fight against the BOSS continued.

Despite the threat to their safety, everyone was cooperating closely.

After a long while, the BOSS grew angry again.

It let out a piercing shriek, its entire body trembling.

This time, everyone was mentally prepared.

Sure enough, the orange glow on the BOSS’s body flashed wildly, and instantly, yellow light swept across the entire map.

The System Notification sounded once more:

[Ding, affected by unknown forces, the dungeon map temperature rises by 5 degrees. Under the interference of Fire Poison, all players lose 1 HP every 5 seconds.]

‘Unknown forces my foot!’ Wei Xu Qingling was almost ready to curse.

This was obviously the BOSS’s doing.

How could they call it “unknown”?

Su Luo was annoyed by the System too, but even more so, she was worried.

Losing 1 HP every 5 seconds might seem trivial, but since the BOSS had such a massive health pool, the fight would last a long time.

That small damage would accumulate into a significant loss.

Moreover, this environmental damage was especially unfriendly to players like them who relied heavily on calculated stats.

Su Luo had already calculated their damage output, and now she had to factor in the map’s added damage.

Besides, the temperature, which was already high, was now so unbearable it was like sitting in a sauna.

This took a serious toll on the players’ condition.

What worried Su Luo most was that in such heat, everyone’s tempers would flare easily.

If they started bickering over trivial matters, their already weak team would become even weaker.

It didn’t take long for Su Luo’s fears to come true.

Within five minutes of the rising temperature, Xing Xing Bu Kong and Crossword Silent got into a fight.

The cause was actually very simple.

While Xing Xing Bu Kong was dodging a skill, he accidentally bumped into Crossword Silent.

Just a minor accident, and there were plenty of ways to solve it.

Either the one who got bumped wouldn’t mind, or the one who bumped would apologize.

But these two chose to be like powder kegs ready to explode.

After being bumped, Crossword Silent pushed Xing Xing Bu Kong back.

He angrily snapped, “Why did you bump into me? Don’t you know that could have made me get hit by the BOSS’s skill?”

At this moment, Xing Xing Bu Kong, who should have just apologized, was annoyed by Crossword Silent’s accusing tone.

Fueled by the heat and frustration, he snapped back, “I only bumped into you once! What’s your problem?”

And he wasn’t done; he continued, “Besides, you didn’t even get hurt. What’s all the shouting about?”

Crossword Silent might have felt a bit guilty for being harsh earlier, but now all regret was gone.

He retorted, “You wanna fight? Let me tell you, back when I was the kid king, you were still playing in the mud in some corner!”

Xing Xing Bu Kong had a hot temper too.

Hearing that, he raised his fist, ready to punch Crossword Silent in the face.

Seeing them about to come to blows, everyone’s attention was drawn to them.

Little Fairy pulled Xing Xing Bu Kong back and said, “Xing Xing bro, let’s not stoop to his level.”

Su Luo: “…………”

She knew Little Fairy was trying to stop Xing Xing Bu Kong from arguing so they could focus on the fight, but she didn’t realize that her words sounded like a taunt to Crossword Silent.

It was just making things worse.

Sure enough, Crossword Silent snapped, “What do you mean by that? ‘Not stooping to my level’? Are you an idiot? What’s wrong with me?”

Hearing herself called an idiot after trying to mediate, Little Fairy’s temper flared too.

She fired back, “How can you say that to someone? You’re so mean! You’ve broken my heart!”

Great, now it was like a Hong Kong-Taiwan romance drama.

Their attacks on the BOSS had even stopped while they argued.

Only Su Luo, Yun Feibai, A Li Ya, Wei Xu Qingling, and If You Are Not Here were still fighting the BOSS.

But with fewer attackers, the BOSS’s health was dropping much more slowly.

Su Luo couldn’t stand it anymore.

She clapped her hands and shouted, “Enough fighting!”

The sudden shout stunned everyone into silence for a moment.

With that brief calm, no one spoke again.

But the three still looked angry, clearly unwilling to yield.

To prevent more fighting mid-battle, Su Luo had to play the role of peacekeeper, hoping to settle things once and for all.

Looking at them, Su Luo said, “I won’t stop you from arguing, but could you at least argue while fighting the monsters? Direct your anger at the BOSS. Thank you.”

Saying this, she cast Skill One on Yun Feibai.

The three who had been arguing finally snapped back to focus.

Crossword Silent was the first to speak to Su Luo: “Sorry, that was my fault.”

Then he refocused on the BOSS.

Xing Xing Bu Kong and Little Fairy exchanged a glance but said nothing, simply turning back to fight.

Su Luo didn’t mind their attitude; as long as they fought, they were good kids.

She nodded approvingly and resumed healing everyone.

A Li Ya had been watching the situation the whole time.

Seeing Su Luo resolve the conflict so easily, he couldn’t help but sigh inwardly, “What kind of divine support is this?!”

Everyone knows that “support” and “Priest” aren’t the same thing—not necessary nor sufficient conditions.

Put simply, not every support is a Priest, and not every Priest is support.

The best supports are those with great skills, strong healing output, strategic vision, problem-solving ability, who stabilize the backline and smooth the frontline.

And Su Luo happened to perfectly fit every one of these criteria.

What A Li Ya didn’t know was that beneath Su Luo’s competent support exterior was a heart burning to deal damage.

Yes, Su Luo was very frustrated right now.

She had been healing the entire dungeon.

Heal, heal—she was basically an emotionless healing machine.

But Su Luo wanted to deal damage!

She could have been a Mage!

In this situation, she felt like she was wasting her Hidden Class.

Yet Su Luo understood that her feelings were wrong.

She could even list ten reasons to argue against her own frustration.

Like how healers were rare, and she was already lucky enough; or how this dungeon was difficult and next time would be better; or how she was the only one with Healing Skill, so she needed to consider the overall situation… but still, Su Luo felt wronged—deeply wronged.

It was like PMS making her angry for no reason—she was in that kind of state.

Knowing she shouldn’t feel upset, yet unable to stop herself.

But despite the emotional turmoil inside, no one could tell what Su Luo was thinking by looking at her.

If anyone looked at her now, they’d only see a serious, earnest, and adorable girl, diligently healing her teammates.

Su Luo sighed softly, a helpless sound lost in the scorching wind, unheard by anyone.

Only Yun Feibai seemed to sense something, glancing back at the hard-working Su Luo.

Su Luo adjusted her mindset quickly; she never let her negative feelings show outwardly.

As an orphan, without some special coping method, she would have been depressed long ago.

Her method was to “save” her emotions—forcing herself to store them away and only venting when in the right place.

Though this sounds simple, it was incredibly difficult to do.

Su Luo could do it because she was rational 99.999% of the time.

Even when angry, sad, or happy, only when in a rational state could she successfully archive her emotions.

The BOSS’s health dropped lower and lower.

It angrily repeated its Skill One.

But this time, instead of summoning small monsters from its wounds, elite monsters appeared.

This confirmed what Su Luo and the others had suspected earlier, so they were now methodically attacking the elites’ heads.

Other players silently praised having a pro on their team.

Without the prior preparation, their fight might have been chaotic.

However, though prepared, elite monsters were far stronger than small monsters.

Even with full output, they couldn’t clear the field as quickly as before.

By the time the BOSS finished its ultimate skill, thirteen elite monsters had appeared.

The difficulty of the BOSS fight skyrocketed.

Yun Feibai shouted, “Focus fire! I’ll attack one; you all attack with me!”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

In tough moments, following a pro was the right choice.

Yun Feibai targeted an elite monster with low HP and dashed in with Skill One.

Sure enough, everyone followed him to attack.