My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 292 Rescue

Chapter 292 Rescue
After several faint explosions were heard from the direction of Pengyue Mountain, a beam of emerald light flew in from the horizon.

Song Wuji landed in the camp and sat in front of the campfire with a strange expression.

Ignoring the others, he frowned and muttered a series of things like "shouldn't be," "impossible," and "this isn't the Qing Liu I know."

Chen Mu didn't dare to inquire about the details.

Judging from this performance, it's clear that Supervisor Song went to fight but didn't win.

Asking about it now is like rubbing salt into a wound.

What if he doesn't pay back the money?

After a day of rest, Song Wuji flew to Pengyue Mountain to fight again.

When he returned, he still had that strange, incredulous look on his face.

Chen Mu was no longer worried.

Although this Supervisor Song was no match for Xue Yao Qing Liu, he could at least save his own life.

Since the creditor is alive and well, Chen Mu will let him do whatever he wants.

Every night, he would activate the Seven Souls Return to Origin technique to observe his surroundings, fearing that he might be deceived again.

The six siblings of Wushan had no complaints whatsoever. In fact, they were quite cooperative.

They were also terrified by their previous experience of being trapped in a hallucination.

……

Two more days later.

It seems that Supervisor Song has found a solution.

They took Leng Yuechan, who had been sleeping underground, with them to Pengyue Mountain.

Before long, they heard a deafening croaking sound.

This plan is very useful.

More than ten people arrived at Aishan that afternoon.

They were all dressed in gray short-sleeved shirts, their faces haggard.

Chen Mu didn't recognize any of them. But judging from their clothes and appearance, he knew they were all disciples from the lower courtyard who farmed.

"I heard they are all disciples from the foot of the mountain."

At dusk, by the campfire, Wu Ruo shared the information she had gathered.

"Because I was short of money, I didn't go to the temple."

Because they were far from Cold Moon Pool, they were less affected and were the first to break free from the illusion.
Chen Mu understood.

……

In the following days, accompanied by thunderous croaking, people gradually came to the vicinity of the low hill.

They even met Shang Huan and Old Hao.

They appeared alongside Mo Wuzhou.

"Xiao Mu, you escaped too! That's wonderful!" Old Hao looked much thinner, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Chen Mu with great excitement.

"I escaped by sheer luck," Chen Mu said with a sigh.

He thought he would never see his old neighbor again.

"Thanks to Xiao Mo," Old Hao said with relief. "He discovered the problem and saved us. Otherwise, we wouldn't have survived until Supervisor Song made his move; we would have perished on Pengyue Mountain."

Chen Mu couldn't help but look at Mo Wuzhou, who was not far away.

Dozens of disciples from the lower academy were gathered around the other party; they were all people who had been rescued by him.

Chen Mu couldn't help but admire him.

In the Snow Demon's Illusion, to be able to protect oneself while saving so many people, one must have some skill.

Looking at the people next to him, their faces were full of respect, completely following his lead.

Chen Mu raised an eyebrow.

"As expected of the greatest genius in the Lower House in decades, the true protagonist."

……

As evening fell, bonfires were lit on the hillside.

The campsite by the pool has been expanded again and again, and there are now seventy or eighty people around the pool.

Chen Mu gave up his original position and made it available to Song Wuji.

Mo Wuzhou and several other escaped lower-level officials also gathered there.

Chen Mu was ultimately a homebody and not used to being with too many strangers.

So they found a spot near the southern edge of the mountain and set up camp.

Nobody cares, I'm at ease.

In front of the campfire, Chen Mu closed his eyes to rest.

The flickering firelight cast intermittent light on his face.

He looked regretfully at the gray wall that had appeared out of thin air before him.

Spirit Nourishing Incantation: Limit;

It has been more than a month since the last upgrade.

While at the dojo, he spent most of his time practicing the Spirit Nourishing Mantra, and his experience points were gradually maxed out.

"It's a pity it's only at the third tier."

"It would be even better if it had more ranks and more abilities, like the Five Ghost Bags," Chen Mu thought greedily.

However, there are also advantages to being single-minded.

The first two stages of the Spirit Nourishing Incantation are called Spirit Nourishing, but they are more like Spirit Summoning, summoning the spirituality that the magical artifact originally possessed.

Only when the Spirit Nourishing Mantra is perfected can one be considered to have the true ability to nourish spirits.

A secret technique used to nurture unexpected spiritual entities. The stronger the spiritual entity, the more powerful the magical artifact.

It seems that this upgrade path was set from the very beginning of the creation of this magical artifact.

"From the perspective of its potential for growth, this magical artifact is quite extraordinary."

"The future is limitless."

……

"I'm so happy to see all my brothers and sisters escape safely."

As soon as Chen Mu opened his eyes, he saw Shang Huan, who was now two meters tall and very strong, shamelessly trying to curry favor with the six siblings from Wushan.

He leaned closer to the group and whispered, "Mr. Gongsun just contacted me and said he has successfully escaped and is somewhere in our camp."

"He also asked us to gather together first so that it would be easier for him to make overall arrangements for our actions."

"Our last collaboration was very pleasant. Mr. Gongsun was very satisfied when he found out."

"We should cooperate sincerely and make money together," Shang Huan said casually.

The six siblings from Wushan looked at Shang Huan, who seemed quite serious.

He glanced again at Chen Mu by the campfire not far away.

His face was full of strange expressions.

Doesn't this fat man know that the person in front of him is Gongsun Sheng?

Their ability to inflate someone's reputation and make a big fuss is truly remarkable!

They almost believed it!
Noticing the gazes of the group, Shang Huan suddenly realized what was happening.

"This is my little brother, we're very close. It's fine for him to know about us." Shang Huan sat down next to Chen Mu, put his arm around Chen Mu's shoulder, and gave him a knowing look.

"He is the friend of mine who is comparable to the chef of Bazhenlou Restaurant."

"Let him show off his skills at dinner tonight, and you'll see I wasn't lying," Shang Huan said casually, patting Chen Mu on the shoulder.

The six people couldn't help but glance at each other.

You're really brave!

"I'm not hungry!" Ai Ji shouted immediately, and when he saw Chen Mu's expressionless face, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"We're only having breakfast twice today. It's getting late, how could we not be hungry!" Shang Huan said enthusiastically.

He then whispered to Chen Mu, "Brother, you have to help me."

Chen Mu glanced at the fat man.

I used to ask you for information, which is why I let you eat and drink for free. Now you want me to help you save face?
"I'll give you money!"

This...this is a bit difficult.

Shang Huan chuckled and held up three fingers: "Three white jade coins!"

Chen Mu immediately glanced sideways at Shang Huan.

I think you're blinded by greed!

I can offer eight or ten thousand pieces of white jade right now, and you're trying to fob me off with three pieces of white jade?
“We’re really not hungry!” Ai Ji shouted in terror.

If I really eat this meal, will I be drained of my mental energy until I die?

"Three for each person!" Shang Huan said through gritted teeth.

Chen Mu turned his head and glanced at Ai Ji expressionlessly.

No, you're hungry!

Ai Ji: "..."

“You go hunt, butcher, and clean; I’ll just roast the meat,” Chen Mu said, turning to Shang Huan.

It's not about the money for the white jade; the main thing is that today the Spirit Nourishing Mantra is complete, and we have to have a good meal to celebrate!
"okay!"

……

night.

Beside the campfire, Chen Mu carried a roasted deer leg and shaved a whole wooden plate full of roasted meat slices for himself.

While eating slowly and deliberately, he reached out and took the gray cloth bag that Shang Huan handed him.

"Three are missing," Chen Mu said calmly.

“Eight people, twenty-four pieces, that’s right.” Shang Huan was puzzled.

“Nine people,” Chen Mu said calmly.

"You count yourself too?" Shang Huan asked incredulously.

"What do you think?"

Shang Huan had no choice but to painfully pull out three more white jade coins.

Three years ago, his entire net worth was less than twenty-seven dollars. Now, he's squandered it all on a single meal. It's heartbreaking.

Chen Mu put it away with satisfaction.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

Last year, he sold calming pills and only earned sixty white jade coins a month. He earned almost half a month's income from a single meal, which is quite a lot.

Moreover, I recently lent out 15,000 to 16,000 yuan in white jade, so I'm feeling a bit panicked.

I wonder if Song Wuji will renege on his debt...

……

The six siblings from Wushan buried their heads in their meat, not daring to look up.

After a long pause, Wu Ruo finally mustered the courage to speak. Just like in the previous days, she began to recount the information she had gathered.

"The wind and snow on Pengyue Mountain have crossed Lengyuefang and begun to spread down the mountain."

"There's still no news about that Director Fu. Some say he's trapped, while others say he escaped beforehand."

"Liang Yi, the disciple of Supervisor Song, still hasn't come out."

"possible……"

Chen Mu's expression was not good.

Two people with condensed apertures...

Isn't this Qing Liu Xue Yao a bit too powerful?

He looked up again at the camp, which had no more than a hundred people, and couldn't help but sigh.

The Pengyue Mountain branch temple is finished, and it's unclear whether it will be disbanded.

"There are rumors that Supervisor Song intends to disband the lower academy."

"The only reason he's still here is to save his disciple," Wu Ruo whispered.

Chen Mu frowned.