Chapter 4: Legendary Spell Equipment—Call Me the Melee Support!
“Lin Han!”
“Don’t let Gao Chong’s nonsense get to you!”
“You’ve still got your brother here—if I have something to eat, you’ll never go hungry!”
After Gao Chong and his group had left, Wang Qiang puffed out his chest and made this promise to Lin Han.
“It’s just the barking of a stray dog.”
“I wouldn’t take it to heart.”
Lin Han replied with a smile.
At that moment, as the last classmate stepped out of the magic formation, the awakening ceremony for Class Six officially came to an end.
Tidying her wind-tossed hair, Yang Xuewei, beaming, walked over to the students of Class Six.
“Everyone!”
“The awakening ceremony is over—congratulations on your graduation and on stepping onto your chosen career path!”
“For those who have awakened to life professions, you can now join society!”
“As for the main combat and support professions—I’ve emphasized this many times—you may now advance your training in the novice zone at your own pace!”
“In seven days, everyone will gather at the central city square for the grand college entrance examination, where professional universities and various organizations will select their candidates!”
“Remember: the strength of your profession is only one part of your life. A brilliant life is something you create for yourself!”
With these words, the students of Class Six showed a variety of expressions.
No matter the world, the joys and sorrows of people can never truly be shared.
Those with combat and support professions cheered in jubilation.
Meanwhile, those with life professions looked dejected, leaving the school gates to return home.
Lin Han’s parents didn’t have particularly good professions—his father was a cook, his mother a blacksmith. Even on his awakening day, they had no time to come and watch.
Thus, Lin Han parted ways with Wang Qiang at the school gate.
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Lin Han’s home was in the eastern district of Huoyue City—the oldest area, home to the greatest number of life professionals.
This region was overcrowded, the infrastructure outdated, and management chaotic.
It was known simply as the slums.
…
Jianghe Community, Building 4, Apartment 504—a cramped two-bedroom with a small living room.
Lin Han had thought he’d find the place empty.
But as soon as he opened the door, the aroma of food wafted up to greet him.
“Lin Han, you’re back?”
“It’s your awakening day. The boss gave us an hour off early, so we could come home and celebrate your new profession!”
The kitchen door opened.
A plainly dressed, gentle-faced woman in her thirties emerged with a bowl of rice.
She was 163 centimeters tall, with lustrous black hair and a healthy, sun-darkened complexion.
Her hands, however, were covered in calluses—evidence of years of hard labor.
This was Lin Han’s mother, Shen Mei, the blacksmith.
“Smells wonderful!”
“Dad’s really outdone himself today!”
Kicking off his shoes, Lin Han grabbed a piece of meat from the table, tossed his schoolbag onto the sofa, and made his way into the kitchen.
“Oh, you child—wash your hands before you eat! You’re already a high school graduate, still so careless!”
Shen Mei chided him gently.
“Got it, Mom!”
Entering the kitchen, Lin Han saw his father, Lin Zhongtian, busy at the stove.
His spatula danced in his hand, his face was thin, a pair of brown glasses perched on his nose, a few deep lines at his temples, and streaks of gray in his hair.
“Lin Han, your homeroom teacher’s already told us the result of your awakening.”
“Even if it’s not the warrior you dreamed of, a Life Priest is still a support profession with magical abilities!”
“Don’t lose heart!”
Lin Zhongtian glanced back at his son as he cooked.
“Oh, don’t worry, Dad. I can take it, I promise!”
“Besides—my Life Priest can still reach level 10, right?”
“A single low-level monster’s materials are worth half a month’s wages for you and Mom. I’m not going to let this get me down!”
Lin Han had no intention of revealing the truth of his situation to his parents.
After all, in this world, the fact that he could increase his abilities by ten thousand times was simply too unbelievable.
If anyone caught wind of it, his parents—knowing such a secret—could be in grave danger.
“Alright then!”
“Wash up and come eat!”
With the last dish served, Lin Zhongtian called Lin Han to the table.
Dinner was a lavish affair—celebrating Lin Han’s graduation, the table was piled high with all kinds of meat dishes.
Lin Han ate to his heart’s content.
After dinner, just as Lin Han was about to retreat to his room and practice his enhanced abilities,
“Wait a moment, Lin Han!”
“Your mother and I have a gift for you!”
At that moment, Lin Zhongtian stopped him.
Lin Han was puzzled.
Given the family’s finances, most of his parents’ salaries went to daily expenses.
How could they have prepared a gift for him?
Lin Zhongtian headed toward the small second bedroom.
Shortly after, he returned holding a long, dust-covered, timeworn box.
“Dad, what’s this?”
Lin Han had never known that such a thing existed in his home.
“This has been passed down in the Lin family for generations.”
Taking a rag, Shen Mei carefully wiped the dust from the box.
“An heirloom?”
Lin Han was stunned.
“Yes.”
Lin Zhongtian opened the box.
Inside, arranged neatly, were a brown-blue mage staff and a white mage’s robe.
“A mage’s equipment!”
Lin Han drew a sharp breath.
He had never imagined his family possessed such treasures.
“It’s golden-grade mage equipment!”
“Son, don’t be fooled by our present poverty. Just a few generations back, before the family’s decline, we were one of Huoyue City’s golden families.”
“These things are more than a hundred years old!”
“But our ancestors never had a suitable profession, so they were left unused.”
“Now that you’ve become a mage, it’s the perfect fit!”
Lin Zhongtian handed the box to Lin Han.
Upon hearing this, Lin Han took the robe and staff into his hands, trembling with excitement.
He knew well!
In this world, the cultivation system for professionals was divided into nine ranks: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, King, Supreme, Saint, and Divine.
Each rank comprised ten levels—a full advancement.
A golden-grade mage set was already considered mid-tier equipment, offering substantial bonuses.
On the market, it would fetch over a million Star Dragon coins—a truly unexpected windfall!
“Thank you, Dad, Mom!”
Lin Han bowed deeply.
For his parents to entrust him with such precious heirlooms—
His gratitude was beyond words.
“You silly child, there’s no need for thanks!”
“Take them out tomorrow when you train!”
“They may not make a complete set, but they’ll be more than enough to help you level up faster!”
Shen Mei affectionately ruffled Lin Han’s hair.
“Yes!”
Nodding eagerly, Lin Han hurried into his room.
…
As soon as he entered, Lin Han donned the mage’s robe and took up the staff.
After his awakening, he could now channel a bit of magic—
Such was the benefit of becoming a professional.
No need for arduous training—just leveling up granted the skills of one’s role.
As he infused the two items with magic, their information appeared in his mind.
[Name]: Magical Shelter
[Slot]: Robe
[Grade]: Gold
[Description]: Grants a magical shield. The shield absorbs damage equal to 5% of the wearer’s maximum health.
[Name]: Magical Shelter
[Slot]: Staff
[Grade]: Gold
[Description]: Infused with earth and lightning elements. Adds 8% earth damage and has a 10% chance to deal additional lightning damage.
“A perfect balance of offense and defense!”
After examining the equipment’s attributes, Lin Han took a deep breath.
The bonuses, by ordinary standards, maxed out at 10%.
But for him—
“System! Amplify these two items for me!”
A smile broke across Lin Han’s face.
[Ding!]
[Both items have been amplified by ten thousand times. Please check immediately.]
Lin Han channeled his magic again.
[Name]: Law of the Archmage
[Slot]: Robe
[Grade]: Legendary
[Description]: Grants a magical shield. The shield absorbs damage equal to 100% of the wearer’s maximum health.
[Name]: Law of the Archmage
[Slot]: Staff
[Grade]: Legendary
[Description]: Infused with earth and lightning elements. 100% chance to trigger additional earth or lightning skill damage!
Note: Due to equipment limits, amplification capped at 100%.
“Legendary gear!”
“And everything at a full hundred percent!”
“Haha!”
“I’ve struck it rich!”
At this moment, Lin Han was overjoyed.
Normally, legendary-grade equipment was reserved for level 70 Supreme professionals—exceedingly rare.
Moreover, his current health already exceeded 1.2 million, and with the robe’s shield matching his HP—
It meant that, for the foreseeable future, no one below Diamond rank could break through his defenses.
Though he was a mage, he could now take his staff and fight hand to hand.
Wasn’t this precisely the style of the legendary melee mage, Gandalf?