Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"Since Master Wang is busy, I will come another day."

Lin Mo kept walking.

The butler quickly stepped in front of Lin Mo, his smile becoming increasingly perfunctory.

"Your Honor, our master works tirelessly day and night, rarely having a moment of leisure. If we miss today, he may not have time again!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Mo had already planted a foot on his chest.

The butler was sent flying backward as if hit by a catapult, his back hitting the screen wall with a dull thud. As he slid down the wall, he was vomiting bile, unable to even scream, and could only curl up on the ground convulsing like a dehydrated fish.

"Who do you think you are, daring to point fingers at me like that!"

Lin Mo snorted coldly, turned around, pushed open the door, and strode away.

The butler lay on the ground for a while before catching his breath. He clutched his chest, staggered to his feet, and limped through the corridor to the study in the backyard.

Master Wang was leaning back in his armchair, resting with his eyes closed, a string of sandalwood prayer beads in his hand, while his wife stood behind him, massaging his shoulders.

After respectfully carrying the luggage, the butler recounted what had just happened, embellishing the story.

Not only did the county magistrate not give him any face, but he also said something like "a nouveau riche doesn't deserve to be treated like this." He even kicked him before leaving, clearly showing that he didn't respect Master Wang. He didn't even consider the owner when beating a dog.

Master Wang opened his eyes, flicked his fingers, and the string of Buddhist prayer beads snapped with a crack, scattering the beads all over the ground.

But there was no sign of rage on his face, only a sinister cold light in his eyes.

"Since it can't be used by me, I'll destroy it. It'll save it from getting in the way. Tell Zheng San I want to eat fish!"

"Yes, sir!"

A hint of triumph flashed across the butler's face as he stood up to leave.

Madam Wang spoke up:

"Sir, this isn't a good idea. This new magistrate is incredibly generous. Not only did he collect the salaries of Liu Si and the others, but he also gathered all the children in the county to the county government office, saying he's going to build some kind of welfare home! He might have quite a background. Perhaps we should investigate his background first?"

Master Wang waved his hand dismissively:

"It doesn't matter. So what if he's royalty? The pirates don't know him!"

"Oh well."

Madam Wang nodded helplessly.

Lin Mo returned to the county government office, called Long Qingxue aside, gave her a few simple instructions to look after the house, and then returned to the main world with a thought.

Back at his place, he took out his phone and called Yang Liu.

The phone rang four or five times before being answered. Yang Liu's voice was very low, and there was background noise from a television program.

"What's up?"

"Is she home?"

"Yeah, I'm watching TV in the living room."

"Okay, I was actually thinking of helping you unclog the drains."

Yang Liu closed the bathroom door:

"I'll come find you after she falls asleep."

"That's okay too!"

As night deepened, the evening breeze, carrying the coolness of early autumn, swept across the roadside trees in the neighborhood.

Lin Mo leaned back on the sofa and scrolled through his phone, watching popular science videos about electrical engineering.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

As the door opened, Yang Liu stood there, wearing a classic khaki trench coat with the belt loosely tied in a bow at the waist, and black stilettos on her feet.

The moment the door clicked shut behind her, she reached behind her and untied the belt at her waist, causing her trench coat to slip off her shoulders.

Lin Mo's gaze sharpened.

Beneath the trench coat lies a hidden world: a black lace bodysuit accentuates her well-maintained figure, while the lace trim of the stockings leaves a shallow, deep indentation on her thighs.

She tilted her head to look at him, a slight upturn of her lips, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye looked like an alluring hook in the dim light of the entryway.

The next morning, after exercising with Yang Liu in front of the French windows, he called Su Qing and asked her to drive to the entrance of the community to pick him up.

When Su Qing saw Lin Mo come out of the apartment building, she immediately got out of the car and opened the door for him.

Today she was wearing a dark gray suit skirt, nude stockings, and pointed stilettos.

As the car started, Su Qing skillfully steered the wheel, her movements, starting and changing lanes, were many times more composed than when she first joined the company.

She glanced at Lin Mo through the rearview mirror and asked him where he was going.

"Dajiang College, Library."

Lin Mo navigated the first-floor lobby with practiced ease. This time, he skipped the chemistry section and went straight to the third floor, to the electrical engineering section. He quickly scanned the bookshelves, picking out a few of the thickest ones:

I read "Power System Analysis," "Principles and Applications of Photovoltaic Power Generation," "Low-Voltage Power Distribution Design Specifications," "Security System Engineering," and "Introduction to Energy Storage Technology." Then I found a seat by the window and opened the first page.

His top-tier comprehension was running at full speed, and the pages of the book flipped rapidly between his fingers, making a soft rustling sound.

From the semiconductor principles of photovoltaic panels to the circuit topology of inverters, from the charging and discharging characteristics of batteries to the grounding protection of low-voltage power distribution, and then to the network architecture of security monitoring systems and the construction specifications for strong and weak current wiring.