Starting from the prison, an infinite simulation

Jiang Yueming heard Ye Mo calling from upstairs, glanced at the two small black dots outside the door, sighed softly, and stepped up to the second floor.

Although no one knew what the two men in black were plotting, they had already left the inn.

The inn should be safe now, right? I only vaguely heard them say that they were going to kill everyone in the inn.

However, it is puzzling that they are dressed in modern clothes, as according to the memories of their predecessors, this era should still be in the feudal dynasty.

Why are there suits and sunglasses?

As Jiang Yueming lowered his eyes in thought, he slowly walked to the door of a private room on the second floor. He paused slightly as a beautiful figure came into view.

"What's wrong? Why did you call me up here?" Jiang Yueming looked up at Ye Mo and said calmly.

Ye Mo blinked her bright eyes playfully, smiled gently, and reached out her fair hand to pull Jiang Yueming into the room. Then she closed the wooden door with both hands.

"You, take off your clothes."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yueming's face froze instantly, his gaze involuntarily falling on Ye Mo's ample bosom before quickly shifting away and coughing lightly, "Ahem... Boss Ye, isn't this inappropriate?"

He didn't know why Ye Mo always wore low-cut dresses. Just now, that glimpse of her snow-white skin reminded him of their first meeting, when Ye Mo pounced on him in a scene of boundless spring.

Honestly, Ye Mo is really cool!

It's safe to say that if any man in the world saw her, he would definitely kneel down at her feet.

This woman is absolutely stunning, both in appearance and figure.

Seeing Jiang Yueming's expression, Ye Mo knew he had misunderstood. She gently touched her forehead with her small hand and said in an annoyed tone, "Jiang Yueming, you have an injury on your right shoulder. Let me help you apply the medicine."

"Uh...no need, it's just a minor issue."

Jiang Yueming immediately realized that the injury Ye Mo mentioned was most likely the punch she had landed earlier.

Although the punch was quite forceful, it wasn't to the point where medicine would be needed. It'll probably just be some minor bruises that will heal in a couple of days.

Ye Mo suddenly fixed her gaze on Jiang Yueming, tilted her head slightly, and smiled alluringly, "Young Master Jiang, would you like me to personally help you undress and fasten your belt?"

"It's fine to do it on the bed too~"

Hearing that soft, sweet voice, Jiang Yueming blushed slightly and immediately began to undress herself, saying, "Um... I won't trouble you."

Seeing Jiang Yueming begin to undress, Ye Mo's jade-like face showed a hint of joy. She turned slightly and picked up the medicine that had been placed aside, feeling extremely happy.

Jiang Yueming had previously helped the inn avoid taxes for three years, which undoubtedly greatly benefited the inn's finances.

With this guarantee, Ye Mo can leave for a year or two without any major problems.

That way, she could stay by Jiang Yueming's side and make him Chef Ye's chief taster!

Of course, there is a prerequisite: there must be a reasonable reason.

As for the reason, it was already there the moment Jiang Yueming took off her clothes.

The fish have already taken the bait; they're just waiting to be caught!

After Jiang Yueming took off his shirt, he revealed his strong back. Although his back muscles were not as exaggerated as those of those muscular men, they had a certain beauty in their lines. His full and firm back muscles seemed to contain a domineering power.

Ye Mo blushed slightly at this sight, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "He really is just a child, yet he seems so fierce."

"Ye Mo, hurry up and apply the medicine, I have other things to do," Jiang Yueming said, sitting with her back to Ye Mo.

Upon hearing this, Ye Moming's bright eyes snapped out of her daze. She stepped forward lightly, applying the white powder of medicine from her palm to Jiang Yueming's right shoulder. Her jade fingers gently caressed the thick skin, and her red lips parted slightly: "Why did you help the inn get three years of tax exemption?"

She had wanted to ask this question for a long time. At that time, Jiang Yueming could have simply let Li Hui go, and there was no need to make things difficult for Li Hui anymore.

But what did he do in the end? And why?

"I noticed that when you first negotiated with Zhang Dongyang, you were willing to offer even 500 Star Origin Coins. This inn must be very important to you."

Ye Mo's hand suddenly paused, her lips pressed tightly together, and she asked with a hint of fear, "So, you did this for me?"

"That's not entirely true. The diners present at the time all thought I couldn't beat Li Hui. I wanted to prove to them that even a commoner can be just as capable as an official."

Jiang Yueming's eyes darkened, and he said in a rather solemn tone, "The class distinctions are too firmly ingrained in the minds of the people. If everyone thinks they will always be commoners, then they will lose the opportunity to become powerful and wealthy."

"Are kings and nobles born with a special destiny?"

"Even the humblest person has their day to soar like a great roc. I refuse to see class distinctions anymore, and I am unwilling to be relegated to the bottom class!"

"That's why I didn't let Li Hui off easily back then. I wanted to prove to the world, to those diners, that even if I, Jiang Yueming, am just a nobody, I can still rise above the powerful and wealthy!"

Ye Mo could sense the youthful passion and ambition in his eyes, but her expression didn't change much. She simply murmured, "Then good luck..."

When Jiang Yueming uttered those few words, she suddenly felt a sense of loss and found it difficult to remain calm.

That feeling of sadness and grief filled her heart; perhaps she was too sensitive, or perhaps she was hoping for too much.

Ye Mo herself wasn't even sure which one it was...

She originally intended to stay by Jiang Yueming's side by using the excuse that he was injured and she would take full responsibility.

But now she's given up on that idea and decided to just tell him directly.

Ye Mo lowered her head slightly, her lips close to Jiang Yueming's ear, and said fearfully yet directly, "Jiang Yueming, I want to stay by your side, is that alright?"

The warm breath near her ear made Jiang Yueming tremble slightly, and she asked somewhat awkwardly, "What... what's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing," Ye Mo said calmly, her small mouth slowly leaving Jiang Yueming's earlobe.

"Just pretend I didn't..."

"You can stay if you want, but..."

The two people in the room spoke almost at the same time. Ye Mo was stunned for a moment, her eyes reddened, and she bit her red lips tightly, trying hard to control her emotions.

Jiang Yueming was dressed and speaking when he suddenly noticed a familiar figure.

"That's..." He glanced unintentionally at the man in black wearing sunglasses from before through the window and asked suspiciously.

The man in sunglasses was looking around behind the inn, as if investigating something, and his movements seemed somewhat flustered.

A few breaths later, it ran into the grove behind the inn and disappeared.

"Ye Mo, stay here and don't follow me."

Jiang Yueming thought for a moment, then immediately jumped out of the window, intending to follow the man in sunglasses.

This man is dressed in a very modern style; perhaps we can learn some secrets from him.

Ye Mo watched Jiang Yueming disappear before her eyes. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, and the words she was about to say remained unspoken.

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her jade-like hand gently covering her chest, and she slowly walked to the window, only to find that Jiang Yueming was no longer there.

How strange, why does my heart ache so much... why...

Jiang Yueming followed the trail into a grove of trees, and in the dim twilight, he was not discovered by anyone.

He hid behind an ancient tree, peeking out and looking ahead.

The man in sunglasses was meeting with a man in a black robe.

"Did you bring the things?" the man in sunglasses asked.

The man in the black robe nodded, picked up the leather suitcase in his hand, and opened it. In an instant, a golden light shone out, and the fresh smell of gold and copper filled the air.

This entire box was full of gold!

Jiang Yueming was also stunned. He had never seen so much gold before. There were at least a hundred pieces of gold in that box. Such wealth was enough to buy the entire empire!

"Here, this is the funding for the God Hunting Project, and also what Youming said about the Celestial Fairy being captured," the man in black robes said, closing the box and handing it to the man in sunglasses.

The Netherworld? The God Hunting Project?

Jiang Yueming was filled with many questions and lowered her eyes to think, unaware of the silver-haired man with a wooden stick approaching from behind.

The man in sunglasses took the box, his expression slightly serious, and asked, "Does Youming have any further instructions?"

"The Underworld will allow you..."

Ah!

As the man in the black robe spoke, the silver-haired man struck Jiang Yueming hard on the back of the head with a wooden stick, and a cry of pain rang out.

Jiang Yueming's body collapsed instantly, a feeling of powerlessness spreading throughout her body, and her vision began to blur.

Oh no! I forgot about that silver-haired man...

Upon seeing Jiang Yueming fall, the man in sunglasses was immediately surprised and said to the man in black robes, "You should go first."

The man in black robes nodded, turned around, and left the woods. He trusted the silver-haired man to handle the matter, since the silver-haired man was known in the organization for his ruthlessness and cruelty.

"Big brother, let me kill him," the man in sunglasses said, pulling a black pistol from his suit and pointing it at Jiang Yueming's head.

The silver-haired man shook his head: "No, firing a gun will make a lot of noise and attract their attention."

"What do we do now? This kid overheard our plan."

"Heh, so what if I hear it? He's about to die anyway," the silver-haired man chuckled coldly, pulling a yellow box from his pocket.

"Perfect timing to try out the organization's new drug. Once ingested, it will obliterate everything, leaving no trace."

After saying that, the silver-haired man opened the box, took out a red and white capsule, grabbed Jiang Yueming's hair and stuffed it into his mouth. After making sure he had swallowed it, he and the man in sunglasses left the woods.

As soon as the medicine entered Jiang Yueming's mouth, he felt as if his whole body was being simmered in a furnace, hot and burning hot.

He suddenly dug his fingers into the soil, his meridians melting into his blood at an alarming speed. The immense pain contorted his face into a grotesque and terrifying expression, with beads of sweat streaming down his forehead.

Damn it! Even the bones are... melting away!!