Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 363 Han Li: Mo Yu's debt of gratitude can never be repaid

Jiayuan City truly lives up to its reputation as the largest city in Lanzhou.

As the boats docked, what came into view was a scene a hundred times more prosperous than the market town where the Seven Mysteries Gate was located.

The wide cobblestone streets were bustling with traffic and people.

Shops lined both sides of the street, including restaurants, teahouses, pawnshops, and cloth shops, with all sorts of banners fluttering in the wind, a dazzling sight.

The mortal Mo Yu looked left and right.

Before long, Qu Hun, who was already carrying three large bundles, had his burly body covered with oil paper packages of all sizes, filled with various kinds of snacks.

Han Li, who was engrossed in studying the scriptures, had no idea that Mo Yu could eat so much.

It felt like he hadn't stopped talking the whole way.

"I've never eaten this dark-colored fruit before, would you like to try some?"

"No, no, no, I really can't eat anymore."

Han Li looked at the black fruit and waved his hand repeatedly.

Then, he remembered something else, leaned close to the mortal Mo Yu's ear, and whispered:
"Before we went ashore, the boatman specifically told us that when we first arrived in this place, we must hire porters from the docks, otherwise we would offend the local gangs. What you just did... was that alright?"

"Boatmen and porters are all in it for a living in the port, they're obviously in cahoots."

The mortal Mo Yu glanced at him dismissively and patted the nearly three-meter-tall Qu Hun:

"Besides, with Tiezi's physique standing there, what ordinary thugs or porters would dare to come up and make a move on us?"

"If someone has the strength but acts extremely weak, it's obvious they have something to hide."

It would be better to demonstrate strength commensurate with one's capabilities, which would avoid a lot of trouble.

"But……"

Han Li pondered for a long time, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

He remembered his decision to trust Mo Yu more, and whispered even softer in his ear:

"We are newcomers and unfamiliar with the place, so we should find these 'local bigwigs' to find out about the situation in Jiayuan City."

If you do it this way, no one will come looking for trouble with us...

"..."

The mortal Mo Yu was holding a black fruit that looked like an apple in his mouth. Upon hearing this, he paused for a moment, his eating motion froze.

He initially thought Han Li was inexperienced and lacked experience in the martial arts world, but he never expected that it was he, the transmigrator, who didn't understand the local people's ways.

no……

He's only sixteen!

So all you know is entrapment tactics?!
I must say, as expected of you, Old Devil Han!

Mo Yu, a mortal, was internally ranting and raving.

It can only be said that the moral standards of modern society are still too high and need to be lowered.

He silently kept this extremely important point in mind.

In the future, one must emulate Han Laomo's moral standards.

Han Li noticed the fleeting embarrassment on Mo Yu's face and didn't bring it up again, instead suggesting:

"Let's find a restaurant to rest and ask around some information."

Mo Yu, a mere mortal, is perfectly capable of it.

We just randomly picked a restaurant nearby.

The two found a secluded corner to sit down.

Although Han Li said he wasn't hungry, he still ordered a table of signature dishes from the waiter. He didn't order wine, but he did order a pot of good tea.

After the waiter left with the menu and a big smile on his face.

Han Li lowered his voice and said:
"Asking directly is too obvious. Let's wait until we've eaten enough, give the waiter a few taels of silver, and then we'll ask him questions."

When the mortal Mo Yu saw that he seemed to be treating him like a complete novice in the martial arts world, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

While the food was still being prepared, Han Li took out the scroll again and said, somewhat embarrassed:

"Brother Mo, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to explain this 'Fireball Technique' to me again..."

Compared to Brother Mo, who mastered the 'Fireball Technique,' 'Wind Control Technique,' and 'Heavenly Eye Technique' in just a few hours while traveling, this was a far cry from Brother Mo's skill.

He studied it for several days, but he still had difficulty even reading the more archaic grammatical words in the scriptures fluently, let alone understanding their deeper meaning.

At this moment, Han Li felt that Doctor Mo's evaluation was extremely accurate!

His aptitude for cultivation was far inferior to that of the mortal Mo Yu.

Mo Yu, a mortal, casually picked up the scripture and began to explain it to him word by word.

Judging from his practiced manner, this was not the first time he had explained these basic spells to Han Li.

Han Li listened attentively, trying his best to memorize every word that the mortal Mo Yu said. Occasionally, Han Li would steal a glance at the mortal Mo Yu's expression.

I noticed that he showed no impatience or annoyance, and explained things with great concentration. He even gave some easy-to-understand examples to help me understand better.

This patience and sincerity moved Han Li even more.

He secretly swore to himself:

"Mo Yu treated me like a brother, without holding anything back. If one day I, Han Li, truly attain enlightenment, I will never forget the brotherhood we share today!"

However, the moment this thought crossed his mind, Han Li felt a pang of bitterness in his heart:
"Alas, given the difference in aptitude between Brother Mo and me, I'm afraid he'll be the one taking care of me more often in the future... However, with Little Green Bottle by my side, I might not be unable to catch up with him."

"Snapped!"

Just as Han Li was lost in thought, a loud flick of the wrist landed on his forehead.

"Pay attention!"

"I am just a mortal," said Mo Yu in an annoyed tone.

The future Old Devil Han was so ashamed by this blow that he quickly composed himself and apologized repeatedly.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mo, I was lost in thought."

The mortal Mo Yu was secretly delighted.

I'm the one who knocked Han Tianzun on the head and made him bow his head and admit his mistake.

Who else can do that?

However, when it comes to Han Li's talent or comprehension, the mortal Mo Yu's evaluation is actually much higher than Han Li's own.

The reason why the mortal Mo Yu was able to master three basic techniques in just a few hours was less due to his superior comprehension and more due to the hard work he did in compulsory education and cultivating his inner core before transmigrating.

After all, they are just a few of the most basic spells; how could they possibly have any limitations on comprehension?

In the original novel, the reason why it took Han Li half a year to barely master the 'Fireball Technique' was simply because he, as a local native, lacked 'common sense'.

If we compare the 'fireball technique' to a mathematical problem involving a linear equation in two variables.

For the mortal Mo Yu, it's like having a complete set of textbooks and problem-solving strategies to tackle this problem.

Han Li, on the other hand, was like a primary school student who had only learned addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and then he tried to solve this problem by brute force.

The fact that he could solve it independently in just six months already shows that he has extraordinary comprehension.

For Han Li, many things are immediately clear.

Mo Yu, an ordinary person, teaches with exceptional ease.

Teaching such a genius can greatly stimulate a person's desire to teach, making them feel a great sense of accomplishment.

Furthermore, the fact that the mortal Mo Yu knew about Han Li's future achievements combined with this allowed him to focus on teaching without any impatience.

After three rounds of tea and five courses of food, the tea was served.

Of the eight dishes on the table, almost all of them ended up in the stomach of the mortal Mo Yu.

Han Li held the scriptures, a look of enlightenment flashing in his eyes.

He felt as if he had... already learned this technique.

Mo Yu, a mortal with a toothpick in his mouth, looking every bit the spoiled brat, stuck out his foot to block the passing waiter:

"Hey, waiter, come here for a second. This is our first time in Jiayuan City. Can you tell us what good food and fun things there are to do in this city?"

Han Li took out a silver ingot from his package and discreetly slipped it into his servant's hand.

"Also, could you please tell us what we need to be careful about in Jiayuan City, and... the situation of the major forces in this city?"

The waiter weighed the rather heavy silver ingot in his hand and his eyes lit up immediately.

With a flick of his wrist, he quietly slipped the silver into his sleeve pocket, and the smile on his face became much more genuine.
"So that you two gentlemen may know! In our Jiayuan City, there are three major gangs: the Jingjiao Society in the South District, the Brotherhood Alliance in the North District, and the Tianba Sect in the East District."

"As for the West District, it is controlled by dozens of small gangs of all sizes, a mixed bag, and quite chaotic. But... precisely because it's chaotic, there's more fun and more openness there."

However, without sufficient guards, I advise you two gentlemen to avoid that place.

Upon hearing this, Han Li turned to look at Mo Yu, his eyes filled with a hint of relief.

His previous guess has now been confirmed.

The headquarters of the Jingjiao Society, one of the three major powers in Lanzhou, was located in Jiayuan City, but it was actually divided up by several other gangs in the city.

This is already very telling.

If they had arrived a year or two later, the Mo family mansion, which was located in a remote corner of the country, might not have existed at all.

By then, the warm yang jade that can cure the yin poison in their bodies will be nowhere to be found.

Next, the mortal Mo Yu and Han Li asked the waiter a few more questions, then paid the bill and left the restaurant.

Because they were involved in many unrelated matters such as eating, drinking, and having fun, and because the two of them had been studying an ancient book, the waiter had already assumed that they were young masters from a wealthy family who were traveling for study, and that they were from a scholarly family and were naive about the ways of the world.

Therefore, the waiter didn't pay much attention to it and didn't report the two men to his gang.

(End of this chapter)