Chapter 306 - Blowing Things Out Of Proportion
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Necromancer: I Am A Disaster Chapter 306 - Blowing Things Out Of Proportion

Bai Yiyuan had advised Lin Moyu to keep a low profile and tuck away his military badge, but it was all in vain.

News of Lin Moyu’s exploits had already spread across the Dimensional Battlefield. Witnesses from the Chuangshi Institute who were stationed at Fortress No. 6 had carried the story back with them.

Soon, the entire world was buzzing with accounts of Lin Moyu’s incredible feats. Word spread that a level 37 godly general had risen from the Shenxia Empire, capable of single-handedly wiping out an army and defeating a level 70 Dragonkind Battle General. It was even said that the Dragonkind Battle General had been forced to self-destruct, while Lin Moyu remained unscathed.

Although Lin Moyu’s undead army was formidable, his personal strength was equally astonishing. In a matter of days, rumors grew, becoming more exaggerated—practically deifying him.

In the quiet confines of White God Courtyard, Meng Anwen spoke in his usual calm tone, "Aren't you going to do something about this? At this rate, Young Lin will soon be considered a deity."

Bai Yiyuan chuckled, "Let them blow things out of proportion! The more they inflate the stories, the better. It’s not like I’m ignoring it. I’m just taking a different approach."

Meng Anwen gave him a sidelong glance, "You... Has Young Lin been staying at the Chuangshi Institute lately?"

"Yeah, he’s been burying himself in books." Bai Yiyuan replied, "He had some setbacks on the Immemorial Battlefield, especially against the Abyssal Phantasms—he almost lost himself. The kid recognizes his weaknesses and is making up for it by learning about the Abyss."

Bai Yiyuan’s tone carried a note of pride. He fully supported Lin Moyu’s proactive approach. A great class user must understand both themself and their enemies. Even if Lin Moyu hadn’t taken the initiative, Bai Yiyuan would have urged him to do the same. Now that Lin Moyu was taking the initiative, Bai Yiyuan, as his teacher, was pleased.

Meng Anwen’s lips curved into a faint smile, "Do you need me to help fan the flames?"

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