Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

Read Chapter 110, "Sending You a Journey," now to begin your exciting day.

As soon as Chen Mo walked onto the playground, he bumped into the spirited Li Jinrong, whose round face was full of smiles, as if he had found a gold ingot.

Upon seeing Chen Mo, he rushed over in a few strides, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Chen Mo! Chen Mo! Have you heard?"

Chen Mo stopped in his tracks. "What did you hear?"

"The Wang family's idiot has been exposed."

The fat man slapped his thigh and laughed so hard his whole body trembled. "So it turns out that Su Mei was his older brother's woman."

"You know, Wang Lao Er has lost his mind, chasing after his own sister-in-law."

"It's all over Jin City now," the fat man gestured excitedly, "saying that the two Wang brothers have turned against each other over a woman, and the elder brother wants to drive the younger brother out of Jin City."

"I reckon that idiot's leaving after training camp ends tomorrow, hahaha..."

He laughed for a while, then suddenly remembered something, and his smile gradually turned lewd. "By the way, aren't you close to that Su Mei? Do you know about her and Wang Boyan?"

"Nonsense, when did I get close to her?" Chen Mo barely suppressed the urge to punch him. "You can eat anything, but you can't say anything."

"Hehehe, no? I saw you two walking together last time."

The fat man chuckled lewdly, then changed the subject: "Hey, seriously, what are your plans after graduation? Are you going to join the department's logistics division or the inspection bureau's field operations?"

"I don't know either, what about you?" Chen Mo asked in return.

The fat man sighed, his smile fading slightly. "Me? My family wants me to work in the logistics department, managing the warehouse and distributing supplies. It's a leisurely job, but there's no future in it."

He patted his belly self-deprecatingly, "This kind of fat is only suitable for me."

"But if you want to stay, I can help you make arrangements."

The fat man, unusually serious, looked around and said, "Take my advice, don't go outside. If you're not going to join the logistics department, it's best to stay in Jinshi."

"The news coming from the company is that several villages in Ba County have been wiped out, not even a dog is left. It is said that the inspection bureau there has also suffered heavy losses."

Chen Mo remained silent for a moment before speaking, "How do you know all this?"

"My uncle also works in the department, so he can hear some of the rumors."

He suddenly stopped smiling, leaned close to Chen Mo's ear, and said, "I'm going to tell you something, but don't tell anyone else."

"Martial Saint, the attempt to extend your lifespan has failed."

Chen Mo was stunned. A Martial Saint?

Even the Life-Giving Cauldron was useless against him?

The fat man gave a wry smile. "Do you understand now? If this gets out, who knows what kind of chaos it will cause."

"If you want to stay, I can help with the logistics department. My uncle has connections in the company, so it won't be difficult to get someone in. Otherwise, you can go to the inspection bureau at the Tianjin headquarters; it'll be more comfortable there."

"Where to go?"

Chen Mo pondered for a moment before speaking, "Does the department have any duties guarding the secret vault?"

"Guarding a secret vault? You really dare to dream of that."

The fat man was waiting for him to thank him, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Does he really think the Bureau of Strange Things is my family's business?"

Chen Mo looked at him, puzzled. "Why?"

"Places like the Secret Vault are only for people who are at least ten years old; they are specifically reserved for old guys who are about to retire."

The fat man said irritably, "Any one of those things inside could kill someone. Do you think we fresh graduates are supposed to touch them?"

"All right."

Chen Mo nodded thoughtfully, then asked, "What about the cultivation technique pavilion? Are there any vacancies?"

This time, the fat man didn't even bother to roll his eyes; he just burst out laughing: "The Cultivation Techniques Pavilion? The Cultivation Techniques Pavilion is even harder to get into than the Secret Vault. The books inside were obtained by people risking their lives."

"Don't even mention you, ordinary staff members of the Town Bureau of Strange Things don't even know which way the door of the Martial Arts Pavilion faces."

He looked at Chen Mo, scrutinizing him suspiciously for a few moments. "Why are you so fixated on these places? Are you planning to embezzle from them?"

Chen Mo shook his head, offering no explanation. "Then, in your opinion, where can I go?"

The fat man counted on his fingers for him, "Field work at the Inspection Bureau has high allowances and you can earn a lot of merit points, but it's also very dangerous."

"The logistics department is a quiet and safe place, but there's not much to gain. You'll just be a supply distributor for your whole life."

"The Inspection Bureau at the Jinshi headquarters only handles matters within the city, mainly catching minor evil spirits and dealing with trivial cases. It's much more comfortable than field work, but promotions are slow."

He lowered his hand and looked at Chen Mo: "You pick one."

That tone clearly indicated that he considered the town's strange department to be his own.

Chen Mo thought for a moment, and there seemed to be a Blood-Clad Buddha outside eyeing him covetously. "Then let's go with the Investigation Bureau at the Jinshi headquarters."

The fat man was somewhat surprised, then laughed: "Well done, you're a smart guy after all."

"I thought you would choose the logistics department, because it's a less demanding job."

"Later I thought you would choose field work and take a chance, but I didn't expect you to choose a middle ground, which is safe and not completely conservative."

He patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, "No problem, I'll go over and tell my uncle right now."

"Okay, I'll treat you to a nice meal sometime."

Chen Mo nodded, without saying anything in thanks.

"When you're rich, remember to treat me to the brothel."

The fat man waved his hand and ran off in a flash, his round figure appearing surprisingly agile in the setting sun.

Tomorrow is graduation day, and there aren't many people still practicing on the training ground today. Groups of two or three trainees are walking back together, and occasionally someone glances at Chen Mo with an indescribable look in their eyes.

It seems the Wang family's affairs have spread far and wide, and even his unsubstantiated relationship with Su Mei has been dug up and gossiped about.

Chen Mo ignored it and walked slowly along the track.

The fat man's words were still echoing in his mind.

The Martial Saint's attempt to prolong his life failed.

If this news is true, it's far more serious than the Wang family's petty troubles.

The Martial Saint has been in charge of the Suppressing Strange Things Division for decades, a pillar of stability like the sea.

If something happens to him, those restless things below will probably not be able to hold back.

Several villages in Ba County were gone, and even the inspectors lost a lot of their men. These two events, put together, are hardly a coincidence.

There's also the Yin energy within me that I need to find a way to hide; it's too conspicuous.

Even someone like Old Man Zhou, whose vitality is waning, could sense it. What about the others?

As Chen Mo walked and pondered, he suddenly stopped when he reached the edge of the playground.

Wang Boyan, along with his three henchmen, emerged from the shadows and silently surrounded him.

In the afterglow, Wang Lao Er's face was even paler than during the day, with dark circles under his eyes, as if he hadn't slept for several nights.

He stared at Chen Mo for a long time, then suddenly grinned, but there was no goodwill in his smile.

"Young man, how have you been?"

Chen Mo didn't move, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.

The four of them were standing in a rather unremarkable position, but they conveniently blocked his path towards the dormitory and the teaching building.

It seems they've been squatting for quite some time.

"Is Second Master Wang seeing me off?" Chen Mo said calmly, "There's no need for such a grand display."

Wang Boyan's smile faded slightly, then he scoffed, "Seeing you off? That's right, it's time to see you off."