The First Marquis of Daxuan

Chapter 5: Harvest, Status Enhancement
It turns out that you can earn more if you lose your conscience.

Su Mu looked at the harvest in front of him with some surprise.

Although he did not forget to touch the corpse in his panic, he did not have time to check what he touched.

After counting, it was found that the three beggars had a total of 420 coins on them!
Among them, 250 coins were found on Feng Debao alone.

Apart from the three-zhu coins, the rest were some miscellaneous odds and ends, such as half-eaten sesame cakes, dry and hard steamed buns, scraps of cloth, etc., all of which were of little value.

It is obviously unrealistic to expect three beggars to have anything good.

Getting four hundred and twenty coins was already a pleasant surprise, and any more extravagant expectations would be greed.

"Four hundred and twenty coins, plus the three hundred and fifty coins I originally had, I now have seven hundred and seventy coins in my hand, which is more than enough to change my household registration."

Su Mu carefully put all the three-zhu coins into the rag bag and put them together with his original three-zhu coins.

The heavy feeling on his chest made him feel inexplicably at ease.

Money is the courage of a hero. As expected, no matter where you are, money is the confidence.

"Although I have enough money, Feng Debao and the other two were just killed. If I go to change my household registration right away, it will inevitably attract the attention of those with ulterior motives."

After what happened tonight, Su Mu became more cautious.

He knew very well that although he had mastered the swordsmanship now, he was still at the bottom of the bottom in Wuling City.

After all, any one of those gang members could potentially learn the basics of swordsmanship.

Even those who had never practiced martial arts, such as Feng Debao and the other two, would not necessarily be Su Mu's match in a head-on fight if they had not been ambushed by him.

"I just chopped a lot of firewood these days, and Feng Debao and the other two have been targeting me. If I suddenly have the money to change my household registration, I might get into trouble."

Su Mu thought to himself, "Don't be in a hurry, wait a few more days, it's best to change my household registration after my Fu Bo swordsmanship has been mastered, so that I can have more power to deal with any changes."

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As planned, Su Mu waited until dawn and secretly returned to the ruined temple, only to find that the bodies of Feng Debao and the other two had disappeared.

He observed for a while and found that there were no officers trying to catch him and there were no wanted notices on the streets, so he felt relieved.

It seems that his guess was correct. Nowadays, the death of three beggars is no different from the death of three ants, and the officials will not care too much.

However, Su Mu was not careless. He did not go back to the dilapidated temple, but exchanged sleeping positions with a little beggar for two cents in an old ancestral hall two streets away from the dilapidated temple.

Refugees are all living from today to tomorrow, and no one cares about population movement.

In order not to attract attention, Su Mu still went out of the city to chop firewood every day.

However, compared with before, the frequency of him carrying firewood every day has decreased a lot.

He was indeed a little anxious before, which was why he attracted the attention of Feng Debao and the other two.

Nowadays, I earn seven or eight cents a day, which is not even as much as most beggars earn in a day.

After several days, the disappearance of Feng Debao and the other two was like a wave, which did not cause any ripples in the South City District where refugees gathered. Su Mu finally felt relieved.

On this day, he went out of the city as usual. When he was three or four miles away from the city, he stopped by the roadside to rest, and took out a big meat bun from his arms and started eating it.

Although his household registration has not been changed yet, Su Mu did not abuse himself after he had money.

Since there is no way to solve the housing problem for the time being, let’s just eat better first.

At least, we have to ensure that there is meat for every meal, right?
Whether it's chopping wood or practicing with a sword, it requires strength.

After a few days, Su Mu's complexion became much rosier, and his originally thin body had gained some flesh. Even practicing with the sword felt much smoother.

[Name: Su Mu]

[Identity: Woodcutter (Refugee)]

【Points: 11】

[Martial Arts: Fu Bo Sword Technique (Beginner)]

"It's been a month, and the points have only increased by 6 points."

While chewing a big meat bun, Su Mu observed the panel in front of him.

"The increase in points is too slow. Only one point is added every five days. It will take a long time to accumulate 100 points. Is there any way to make the points increase faster?"

Su Mu pondered in his heart.

The increase in points is related to identity. If one can change his household registration, he will no longer be a refugee, and the growth rate of points will definitely accelerate.

But it is still somewhat dangerous to change your household registration now.

"My status as a refugee cannot be changed for now, but can I change my occupation?"

When he was still a 'gangster', his points increased by one point every ten days.

Later, when he started chopping wood, he became a woodcutter, and the time it took was halved with each additional point.

"Maybe - you can try."

Su Mu thought to himself, "When you get involved in this gang, don't you give yourself an identity?" Gradually, a serious expression appeared on his face, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

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puff!
A flash of knife light appeared and blood splattered.

A rabbit fell to the ground, twitched twice and then became motionless. Its head had been separated from its body.

Su Mu was breathing slightly.

It turns out to be just entry-level knife skills.

It's so difficult to chop a rabbit.

He waited for three whole days before he finally caught a rabbit, but just now he almost let the rabbit run away.

With a thought, he summoned the panel.

The identity on the panel is still a woodcutter.

However, Su Mu was not disappointed. He became a woodcutter before, and his identity changed only after he chopped wood and sold it.

After finding some leaves, he wrapped the rabbit and put it in his arms, then he hurried towards Wuling City.

"Su Mu, what's going on these days? Why are you chopping less and less firewood? If you continue like this, I will have to increase your share."

As soon as he entered the city, he met Zhang Chong from the Chai Gang, who grabbed Su Mu and said.

"Please forgive me, Master Zhang. I caught a cold a few days ago and feel weak..."

Su Mu explained.

"I don't care about you."

Zhang Chong interrupted Su Mu and said, "If you still want to stay in Guangfufang in Nancheng, don't play tricks on me!"

"Master Zhang, this is today's share of money, please take care of it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Mu had already stuffed two three-zhu coins into his hands.

Anxious to verify his guess about his identity, Su Mu didn't want to get entangled with Zhang Chong any more.

While Zhang Chong was still in a daze, he ran away in a hurry.

Zhang Chong looked at the two three-zhu coins in his hand and his nose suddenly twitched.

"Something's wrong. Why does Su Mu smell like blood?"

Zhang Chong narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous light flashed in his pupils.

Although the Chai Gang is almost the weakest gang in Wuling City, it is still a gang after all. Zhang Chong has participated in several fights with other gangs before and is no stranger to the smell of blood.

"Interesting. This guy is as skinny as a stick, but he can still kill people and rob people? He didn't even sell any firewood today, but he paid me his share. It seems like he made a lot of money."

Zhang Chong touched his chin, a greedy look on his face.

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Su Mu didn't expect that his casual action would attract attention again.

Even if he knew, there was nothing he could do.

The lower class is so cruel that they can kill and rob for a few hundred coins. No matter how cautious he is, he can't guard against all the villains.

When you have no strength, there are too many bad people around you and it is difficult to guard against them.

"There are seven catties of hare, and each catty is two cents, which makes fourteen cents in total. I will only charge you two cents. This is twelve cents. Take it."

A sturdy man with bumps all over his body counted out twelve three-zhu coins and threw them to Su Mu.

He is the manager of the hunting gang in Guangfufang. Just like the Chai Gang, hunters who want to sell their prey here must go through them.

This is not an official regulation, but if you don't go through them and they find out, you will be beaten at best, or even lose your life at worst.

If a wild rabbit is sold to a restaurant, it would cost at least five cents per pound. Now not only has the price been cut in half, but also two cents is required to be paid as "protection fee". This shows how evil these gangs are.

Su Mu didn't want to cause trouble, so he could only swallow his anger and accept the loss.

After taking the three-zhu coin, he thanked the man against his will, then turned and walked into an alley, impatiently calling out the panel.

[Name: Su Mu]

[Identity: Hunter (Refugee)]

【Points: 11】

[Martial Arts: Fu Bo Sword Technique (Beginner)]

It has changed, it has changed!

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(End of this chapter)