Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

When Chen Mo walked out of the Hall of Merit, his steps were much lighter, and even the blood moon in the sky seemed more pleasing to the eye.

I got another 1,500 merit points for free, feeling great.

He walked towards the gate with the token bearing his undiminished merits, still calculating in his mind how long it would take to accumulate that two thousand drops of Yellow Spring True Water.

At 200 points per task, it would take at least two or three runs, and the key is that tasks aren't available every day...

The East District was too peaceful, and he felt a little helpless.

Or should we borrow some from someone?

Just then, a dark figure bumped into me at the front door.

The dark figure was panting heavily, covered in sweat, and his official robes were open at the collar, revealing a section of his white neck.

Chen Mo took a closer look and laughed.

Li Jinrong.

Shouldn't that fat guy be out drinking and carousing somewhere right now?

"Chen...Chen Mo?" Li Jinrong was also taken aback. He patted his knees and caught his breath before straightening up. He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it. "It's already nine o'clock. What are you doing here?"

Chen Mo looked him up and down, then retorted, "I was about to ask you that too. It's already nine o'clock, what are you doing here?"

Li Jinrong looked gloomy. "Don't even mention it. I don't know which scoundrel stabbed me in the back and accused me of skipping work every day."

"My uncle has been yelling at me since this afternoon, and his spittle could wash my face. I didn't even get a bite of dinner."

"Perfect timing, let's have a drink together." He said, grabbing Chen Mo's arm. "I heard that some new faces have arrived at Wan Hua Lou. Let's stay there tonight."

"Come on, if I go with you, the entire inspection bureau will know which girl we picked up tomorrow."

He looked at the fat man with disdain: "Now I know why they call you Li the Loudmouth."

Li Jinrong's face darkened, and he raised his hand to hit someone, but Chen Mo easily dodged it.

"Bullshit! When did I become Li the Loudmouth?" The fat man's face flushed red, and his neck seemed to thicken. "Which bastard is slandering me?"

Chen Mo was too lazy to argue with him about this, and turned to leave: "Don't you know whether someone has slandered you or not?"

"Oh, that hurts," Li Jinrong said, catching up with him.