I can copy tags infinitely.

After wandering around the salon for a while, Li En copied the remaining materialist warrior label.

Ironically, the person with the label of "materialist warrior" on his head was a church member with a cross around his neck.

Clearly, the church's requirements for hiring clergy members are not based on piety, but rather on some other evaluation criteria.

After copying the label, Li En's Materialist Warrior label was also upgraded to Lv2.

[The Materialist Warrior has been upgraded to Lv2]

[Materialism Warrior Lv2]

[Effect: Inspiration threshold increased by 150%, resistance to anomalous effects increased by 150%]

Upgrading this tag to level 2 did not bring any new effects, but it significantly improved the threshold for inspiration and resistance to the effects of anomalous objects.

"It's alright, as long as there's some change in the numbers, it's not a complete waste of time."

Li En felt it was about time, and in this salon full of dignitaries and bourgeois, he felt it would be more comfortable to stay at home.

Li En searched the salon for her father, but couldn't find him.

"Strange? Where did they go?"

Li En arrived at the front door of the townhouse, where a male servant was standing.

"Hello," Li En asked the male servant, "My father came with me earlier. Did he leave earlier?"

Before the male servant could answer, a male butler who looked a little older walked over and said to Li En, "Hello, Mr. Wells."

"Hello." Li En didn't recognize the other person, but still responded politely.

The butler said, "Your father got drunk and passed out in the bathroom, so I sent him home by carriage ahead of time."

He glanced at the time and replied with a smile, "We should be near Park Lane by now."

Li En: "..."

Why didn't anyone notify me?

After retiecing his cufflinks, Li En asked, "By the way, did you meet a lady named Linda Rowland at the salon?"

The butler stirred slightly; he knew, of course, that Linda Rowland was Ruby's pseudonym when she was away.

"I'm sorry," the butler shook his head slightly, "I didn't see him."

Lee En didn't know if he hadn't seen Ruby or if Ruby wasn't using that pseudonym here.

However, he couldn't directly mention Ruby Frederick's name, so he could only say, "If you see Miss Roland, could you please pass on a message for me: 'Thank you to her,' okay?"

The butler nodded slightly. "She will definitely receive this message. Should I arrange a carriage to take you back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler thought for a moment, "However, it may take a while, since there are too many guests who need to be sent back first."

"No need," Li En shook his head. "I'll just call a carriage outside."

Stepping out of the townhouse, Li En took a breath of the West London air.

Well, it's not much different from other places; the air I inhale burns every inch of space without reservation.

It's at most a little less polluted than industrial areas, but London is only so big, so the pollution can't be much less.

However, the infrastructure in West London is indeed more complete than in other places; at least the ground is not full of puddles where you sink in with every step.

Guided by the streetlights, Li En quickly made it out of the wealthy neighborhood.

Strangely, he didn't see a single carriage along the way.

There are also carriage drivers on duty at night, after all, people at the bottom of society have to extend their working hours in order to survive.

But even after Li Endu walked out of the wealthy area, he still didn't see a single carriage, which was rather strange.

"Don't coachmen get overtime pay for working at night anymore?"

Li En muttered to himself, choosing to walk on the main road rather than in the dark alleys.

Touching the opal in his pocket, Li En took it out.

After the "Mystical Genius" label is upgraded to Lv2, the second effect it gains is that it allows Li En to obtain some rough clues when identifying a mystical-related item.

By the light of the gas lamp, Li En examined the opal in his hand.

Under the light, the surface of the opal displays a rainbow-like pattern.

With nothing visible to the naked eye, Lee En immediately switched to the investigator's perspective.

Soon, the spiritual glow appeared in sight.

Gradually, some words, like flashes of inspiration, began to appear in Li En's mind.

They are like memories that one recalls, appearing abruptly and disappearing just as abruptly.

Then, he kept reinforcing this impression in his mind until Li En remembered it.

A series of flashes of inspiration formed several lines of characters in Li En's mind.

"energy……

"Opportunity..."

"Door..."

"Witnesses..."

Li En murmured these words aloud, and he suddenly realized that he might really need a notebook to write down all these flashes of inspiration.

These four words seem unrelated at first glance, and upon closer inspection, they indeed are not related.

Li En walked along the potholed street, pondering until his thoughts came to a standstill.

The reason Li En stopped thinking was not because he had figured it out.

Instead, someone blocked his way.

"Hello, handsome sir." A flamboyant woman with heavy makeup blocked his way.

Her clothes were much more vibrant than those of the wealthy women Li En had seen in the salon.

The collar of her burgundy coat had dropped slightly, revealing the lines of her neck and chest. In this relatively conservative era, this outfit was undoubtedly eye-catching.

She had a pungent, cheap perfume smell that seemed to be used to mask the musty smell of her old clothes, and it even made Li En's eyes hurt.

"Want to come with me?"

The woman pointed to a dimly lit alley ahead. She looked travel-worn and tired, and Li En knew what she was up to without even asking.

"No need, I have other things to do," Li En decisively declined. "London is dangerous at night, you should go back too."

Having said that, he walked around the woman in front of him, intending to leave quickly.

As a result, after bypassing the woman, three or four burly men suddenly jumped out of the alley in front of him, surrounded Li En, and cut off his way.

These people were all dressed in the clothes of low-level workers, their coarse woolen coats were washed until they were gray, their rolled-up trouser legs were worn and frayed, and their hard leather boots had soles that were still covered with wet mud from the riverbank.

"Friend, my daughter invited you to come and have some fun, how can you refuse?" The leading porter shoved Li En's shoulder, pushing him against the man behind him. The man grabbed Li En's shoulders and steadied him.

"I'm so heartbroken. My daughter has never been rejected by a man before. She must be very sad too."

Li En was speechless. He had finally encountered the thing he least wanted to encounter when he first transmigrated to this world.

He's been scammed!

Turning his head to look at the woman who had just stopped him, Li En asked, "Are you his daughter?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, instinctively hiding the blunt force wound under her sleeve, and nodded with a slight tremor.

"What a beast."

"Are you insulting me?" the burly porter sneered. "Oh, friend, in that case, I'm not going to let you leave so easily."

He looked Li En up and down, who was being pushed and shoved against the wall by several other burly men. "Your family must be very wealthy. This matter can't be resolved without 10 pounds."

Pushed against the wall, Li En hooked his right hand and grabbed a slightly rusty steam pipe against the wall.

Ping Pong —

With just a slight exertion, he dismantled a section of the steam pipe that was fixed to the wall and held it in his hand.

Blazing white steam gushed out of the pipes, almost completely enveloping Li En.

"You son of a bitch..." A burly man rushed into the steam, wanting to grab Li En inside and teach him a lesson.

next second.

The burly man collapsed to the ground as he rushed into the steam.

He seemed to have been struck by something heavy; even when he tried to block with his arm, he couldn't stop the powerful blow.

The arm used to block the attack was bruised, and there was a possibility that the bones had been completely shattered.

The burly men were stunned, staring at their fallen companion, wondering what had happened.

Ping Pong —

The steam pipe slammed against the wall, the aggressive sound drawing the attention of the burly men and the woman back to the present.

Li En's figure emerged from the thick fog of steam, like a train rushing forward along a railway.

"You guys today..."

"Not a single one will escape."