As if to hide her fear, Dolly said, "The goods haven't arrived at the port yet."

"You know what I want."

The doctor began, "Repetition is meaningless."

Dolly's words, though seemingly ordinary, carried an unsettling quality, causing her to take another small step back.

But Dolly was thinking about something else right now.

—Knowledge about canned deities...Why does everyone want this stuff?

—I should have gotten it from those guys.

—In that case, we can definitely sell a lot of Mora!

It's as if they're unaware of their current situation.

It's as if the desire for Mora outweighs the fear.

The merchant's smile became more genuine, and Dolly looked at the doctor.

"I wonder how many Mora the customer will spend to buy this intelligence."

"Tell your guests in advance that this Mora is definitely worth every penny!"

The doctor remained silent and did not speak.

Dolly's attitude surprised the doctor.

He assumed the businessman in front of him would weigh the interests just like the wealthy.

But now it seems... this guy in front of me only has Mora in his eyes.

A businessman is more than just a figure of speech; the doctor knew he had misjudged the situation.

But this had no impact on the outcome.

-At least...

Thinking of this, the postdoctoral fellow felt a sharp pain in his neck.

It felt as if I were firmly locked in place by a cold, sharp blade.

He turned around and looked around, only to find no trace of the mushroom beast.

The slime-like thing was affectionately nudging up to someone's feet.

A blade was hanging beside the man's other foot, with drops of green liquid dripping down its edge.

When that slice died, it shared its memories of the time before it died.

What impressed the doctor most was probably the Inazuma sword, so sharp it could easily cut through flesh and bone.

Upon seeing the knife, the doctor could even feel a chill run down his neck.

This wasn't the doctor's strongest slice, and he was somewhat wary of Mu Xian.

"I never imagined you'd actually come all the way to Port Omos."

The doctor focused all his attention on Mu Xian in front of him, while sharing the current information with the other slices.

Where are the rich now?

Mu Xian spoke, but his tone wasn't exactly pleasant.

Or perhaps Mu Xian isn't in a very good mood right now.

Whether it was being stared at by the crowd or the person he met, it was enough to make Mu Xian irritable.

Chapter 130 The God Who Grants Wishes with a Lamp

Aside from the traveler who crossed the abyss of layered rocks to reach Sumeru, most people entered Sumeru by taking a boat to the port of Omos.

The Doctor is the executor of the Fools and is destined to act alongside them.

Whether entering or leaving Sumeru, he needs to pass through the port of Ormos.

During the battle at Conghua City, Mu Xian sensed that only a very small portion of the Doctor had died.

He seems to have divided himself into many individuals.

In that case, whatever he's going to do, he will definitely place one of the individuals in Port Omos.

Only in this way can he leave Port Ormos smoothly after he finishes what he needs to do.

In addition to collecting materials for making Lingfen Incense in Omos Port, Mu Xian also wanted to find the Doctor and ask him for information about the rich man's whereabouts.

However, to Mu Xian's surprise, he saw a sneaky figure of a Fool's Clan member right after leaving Amber's place.

With his help, Mu Xian easily found the doctor.

He glanced down at the purple slime that kept rubbing against him, then quickly looked away.

His gaze fell on the doctor once again, knowing that his appearance had ruined his plans.

But Mu Xian didn't care, since it had nothing to do with him.

He pointed the blade at the doctor in front of him, not caring about eliminating yet another individual of the doctor.

But each slice has its own consciousness, and this doctor doesn't want to experience that feeling again.

"Sorry."

The doctor spread his hands: "He's at least my sugar daddy."

"The terms of our collaboration include not disclosing each other's specific information."

He watched as Mu Xian walked towards him step by step in the distance, and the shared five senses also made the other slices feel a sharp feeling that was different from the oppressive feeling.

As Mu Xian drew closer, the professor suddenly changed the subject.

"However, we can also cooperate a little."

"That way I can also tell you where the rich people are."

Mu Xian continued walking towards the doctor, unaffected by his words.

"As for the details of the collaboration, what do you think about assassinating Tianquan Star?"

Mu Xian stopped in his tracks.

It wasn't that I was moved by what the doctor said, but rather that I walked up to him.

"say it again."

Mu Xian's tone remained indifferent: "Where is the rich man now?"

Upon seeing this, the doctor's smile gradually faded.

Mu Xian's previous question was more like an answer, and Mu Xian's answer was a rejection of the doctor's suggestion.

For a moment, an eerie and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the surroundings...

This atmosphere seemed to be felt only by the two people in the center.

As for Dolly standing to the side...

She had just snapped out of her thoughts about how to sell the information about "divine knowledge" for a good price.

Dolly stuck her whole head out of the carriage.

Seeing that Zhen Ling was safe and sound, his eyes lit up.

He shifted his gaze from Zhen Ling and looked at the person next to Zhen Ling.

This time, Dolly's eyes held a shrewd and mercenary look.

—He's someone who can bring in tons and tons of Mora!!!

Gradually, an idea that Dolly found very good appeared in her mind.

The protruding head retreated back into the carriage, and then the empty can of knowledge was removed from the seat...

On the other side, the eye contact between Mu Xian and the doctor also came to a conclusion.

"It seems the communication failed."

The doctor sighed, his gaze slightly lowered.

"I can tell you where the rich man is."

"But I can only tell you the approximate location."

"After leaving Zhidong, he said he would go to Fontaine."

"Right now... he should be in Liyue."

The words were accompanied by the sound of a blade sheathing itself, but the next moment Mu Xian drew his sword, Bu Yan Shan.

Realizing something was wrong, Mu Xian drew his sword and slashed at the doctor in front of him, but the doctor blocked the attack.

Mu Xian frowned and slowly withdrew the silent kindness from his hand.

The doctor in front of him did not stop him.

He simply watched Mu Xian's actions in silence, his silence completely different from before.

At this moment, he seemed to be examining an experimental subject.

Mu Xian could sense that the doctor at this moment was no longer the doctor he had been before.

Instead, it is another individual, an extremely powerful individual.

"One of my slices is what you define as an experimental error."

The doctor looked at Mu Xian, whose hostility was gradually turning, and then said, "It seems that he has also paid the price for his wrong definition."

"However, that slice of paper made one right thing: the rich man made one mistake."

"Don't worry, there's no conflict between us."

"When that incident happened in Liyue, the only piece of material I left in Liyue was used to study the mechanical structure of the ruins guarded."

As he spoke, the doctor looked at the mushroom beasts behind Mu Xian that had been chopped into pieces.

"The rich man should be at the Northern Bank in Liyue Harbor."

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