Starting with photographic memory, I've worked my way up to become a martial arts immortal.

Jiang Yuan walked out of the teahouse and saw that the sun was about to set.

He and the scribe had just finished recording the last part of the scripture and successfully received the final payment.

It took him about ten days to get nine taels of silver, and he also received six taels from another storyteller.

He earned fifteen taels of silver in just half a month, something he never dared to dream of before.

This is the power of knowledge.

However, he does not currently intend to continue this way of making money.

These storytellers also have their own circles. Selling one or two books is acceptable, but selling more will definitely arouse suspicion, and then it will be troublesome.

As for selling it to other places with higher profits, the risk is too great.

Actually, when he first transmigrated, he had thought about "brewing wine and making soap from glass", but he didn't dare to.

Every industry here is controlled by someone, and anyone who stands out is seen as taking away someone else's livelihood, so naturally someone will come looking for trouble.

If a profitable business is discovered, countless wolves and tigers, drawn by the scent of blood, will pounce on it, determined to devour people completely.

Without real strength, whatever you do is likely to benefit others.

"Steamed buns, big steamed buns that just came out of the steamer—"

"Selling firewood! Only fifty coins per bundle!"

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares rose and fell in the streets.

"Why has the price of firewood increased by more than ten coins again?"

A woman walked by, complaining angrily.

"I heard there was a wildfire on the mountain outside the city yesterday, and it's still burning," another passerby revealed.

The prices of firewood, rice, oil, and salt are all interconnected; if the price of firewood increases, doesn't that mean the prices of other things will also increase?

Jiang Yuan turned his head to look at the firewood seller, wondering whether he should buy some, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

An ordinary person might not notice in a fleeting glance that he possesses a photographic memory and has already captured that face hidden in the crowd.

Sun Hao?

What's Zhang Yong's henchman doing here!

The three of them are always inseparable, which means the other two are also nearby.

Jiang Yuan's heart tightened.

He wasn't familiar with these three people; it was just that they had taken the initiative to get close to him recently, as if they wanted to recruit him.

Offering unsolicited favors is either a sign of malice or theft.

Jiang Yuan felt he had nothing worth trying to win over, so he remained wary of them.

The workers said that several good-looking men at the dock have recently gone missing.

Thinking of this rumor, he felt a chill in his heart. Could it be that these three people really had ulterior motives towards him?

Jiang Yuan kept his pace steady and continued walking back at a leisurely pace.

After a while, he stopped in front of a stall and spent a long time picking things out, but finally shook his head and left, seemingly unable to find anything he liked.

Walking and stopping, they soon spotted the other two members of the trio loitering not far away.

No matter where he goes, he stays at a distance.

"Damn it, they were definitely following me."

Having confirmed the location of the group, Jiang Yuan calmed down, and a plan had already formed in his mind.

In this situation, you shouldn't go directly to a secluded place, as it might alert the other party that your tracking has been exposed.

If you were to bump into one of them in the alley and get held back, you'd be helpless and unable to call for help.

With people coming and going on the street, they couldn't possibly fight in the street.

Jiang Yuan arrived at the street corner, glanced at the general store at the corner, and stepped inside.

There weren't many people in the grocery store. He took out his money and bought a dagger and a small bag of lime powder, then left through the back door.

Before they can react, finding an excuse to run away is the best option. If they drag it out any longer, the road ahead will become increasingly detours, making their chances of escape very slim.

If you keep circling around in crowded places, it's easy to arouse their suspicion.

He ran wildly along the path until he had run a long way and was sure he had shaken off his pursuers, then he stopped, exhausted.

"call……"

He leaned against the wall, panting heavily, his whole body drenched in sweat. His light blue shirt was soaked through and clung tightly to his body, making him feel incredibly uncomfortable.

His chest was burning hot, and he was suddenly startled. He quickly reached into his clothes and pulled out a small bag of lime that was already soaked with sweat.

Seeing the item meant for a desperate gamble being wasted filled him with both relief and heartache, as it had cost him a considerable amount of money.

He took out the old clothes from the package and changed into them, while a dagger he bought at the general store fell to the ground.

He bent down and took it in his hand, his eyes fixed intently on the weapon in front of him, a surge of courage instantly rising in his chest.

"Without martial arts training, I have no way to protect myself. Now that I have enough money, I'll go directly to a martial arts school to become an apprentice tomorrow."

Having made up his mind, Jiang Yuan carefully put the dagger back into its wooden sheath and placed it close to his waist. His strength had recovered slightly, and he dared not linger any longer, so he started walking towards home.

It was already dark. The dilapidated wooden sheds along the roadside creaked in the wind, like ferocious beasts lurking in the shadows.

The stone-paved road, which has been in disrepair for a long time, is full of potholes, and you can easily step into sewage if you are not careful.

In the distance, shouts of battle and other strange noises could be heard from time to time.

Staying indoors after dark is a form of self-protection for the poor in this world.

Fortunately, he escaped unharmed. He hurriedly pushed open the door and slammed it shut with a bang.

"Why are you back so late?" Li Guihua was anxiously waiting inside the house.

"We were delayed on the way." Jiang Yuan was unwilling to say more; at home, he always reported good news and never bad.

Li Guihua walked over and examined him carefully before finally putting her mind at ease: "Come back earlier next time. I heard the Black Tiger Gang is fighting with another gang. Do you know someone named Awang nearby?"

"We know each other; we worked together at the docks," Jiang Yuan nodded.

"Awang came home late yesterday and was mistaken for a member of the Black Tiger Gang and hacked to pieces. He died before noon. His mother only had him, and she was crying her eyes out. Now he's being looked after by his family." Li Guihua's eyes were full of worry.

Ah Wang was a robust-looking man with a simple and honest nature. Because they lived nearby, the two of them used to work together at the dock. Unexpectedly, after not seeing each other for a while, he died.

Jiang Yuan felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.

He suddenly realized that if something happened to him, how would his mother survive?

presumably……

Jiang Yuan shook his head, not daring to think about it anymore.

His mother had been bent over her whole life and had never enjoyed any happiness. As her son, he felt the pain in his heart.

Changes must be made.

"You want to learn martial arts? Son, let's not dream about that. That's something only young masters from wealthy families in the city would practice."

Jiang Yuan still vividly remembered his mother's words when he first tested her.

It's true that she loves herself very much, but she also has the stubbornness of the older generation.

Jiang Yuan could understand. Without a cheat system, he would just be an ordinary person in this chaotic world, unable to make much of a splash.

Of course, he wouldn't tell anyone his trump card.

Regardless of misunderstandings or slander from outsiders, he will persevere.

Once he becomes powerful enough to leave everyone behind, the doubts will naturally disappear.

He didn't care about what others said; he only wanted to survive and live a better life with his mother.

I will no longer live this precarious life.

A strong wind suddenly arose outside, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and a roaring sound came from the sky.

"Splash!"

Soon, a torrential downpour began.

The rain seeped in through the cracks in the doors and windows, making the already stuffy room even more humid.

Jiang Yuan lay on the bed, watching the water droplets constantly dripping from the roof, and closed his eyes.