Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

When Chen Mo stepped into the gate of the Zhenfu Division, the sun had just climbed onto the eaves.

The young constable with a long face led him in without saying a word. He led him to the side of the main hall, said "Wait," and then disappeared.

This wait lasted a full hour.

But Chen Mo wasn't in a hurry at all.

He knew perfectly well that this was clearly a show of force.

The garrison commander's move was a way of telling him: This is my territory, and you have to abide by my rules.

This tactic works everywhere.

The reason why those leaders on Blue Star make you wait at the office door is not because they are busy, but because they want you to think clearly: you are the one begging them, not the other way around.

But Chen Mo wasn't there to ask for favors; he was there to do business.

He had already decided that if he wanted to have an equal dialogue with the garrison commander, his identity as an alchemist would carry enough weight.

Alchemists often travel around, possessing unique formulas, and their lineage is unknown.

Even if the garrison commander investigates, he won't find out anything about him; on the contrary, he'll think more highly of him because of it.

A peasant's identity can be manipulated at will, but if you mess with an alchemist, you have to think twice—will it involve the forces behind them?

As for whether the garrison commander would sit down and have a proper talk, Chen Mo had already calculated it.

Yesterday in court, the garrison commander casually asked for a bottle of Viagra before leaving, speaking as lightly as if it were a trivial matter.

However, a Qi Control Realm expert would never speak up about such a matter casually.

The fact that he was willing to speak up shows that this medicine is very important to him.

As for where the ingredients come from?

Chen Mo didn't know, nor did he need to know.

All he needed to know was that the garrison commander wanted the medicine.

If he wanted it, then he would have leverage to sit down and talk.

He came today with only one purpose: to speak with the pacification commissioner on equal terms, using his identity as an alchemist.

The purpose of the dialogue was simple: to extract more information about the world from the pacification commissioner.

The cicadas were chirping loudly in the side corridor of the main hall. Chen Mo leaned against a pillar, pretending to doze off with his eyes closed, but in his mind he went through the whole situation.

Behind the study window, a gaze shifted away from him, unnoticed by anyone.

The young constable finally came out and waved to him.

Chen Mo straightened his clothes and stepped inside.

The study was small. The garrison commander sat behind his desk, holding a teacup in his hand, without even lifting his eyelids.

Chen Mo walked to a spot three steps away from the desk.

He did not kneel, did not bow, and did not utter a single word of "yours truly."

He simply cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his tone calm.

"grown ups."

The garrison commander then raised his eyelids to look at Chen Mo.

This posture is completely different from that of the peasant in the lobby yesterday.

He pointed to the chair opposite him.

Chen Mo didn't stand on ceremony and sat down directly.

You absolutely cannot back down at this time!

The garrison commander tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, glanced at Chen Mo, and spoke in a calm tone that carried a hint of pressure.

"The Li family reported you to the police, saying you're a peasant. But in my opinion, you're not."

Chen Mo replied with a smile, neither humble nor arrogant.

"The Li family's eyesight is a bit poor, but the adults have discerning eyes and can see things much more clearly."

The garrison commander's gaze sharpened, and he pressed for an answer directly:

"So who exactly are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo calmly took out a bottle of Viagra from his pocket and gently placed it on the table.

"An alchemist who can concoct special elixirs."

The garrison commander reached out and picked up the bottle, examining it repeatedly. The bottle was as transparent as glass, and he had never seen such a unique glass bottle in the Great Yuan Dynasty.

This bottle was exactly the same as the one the madam of Zuixiang Pavilion had given him, and a deeper meaning appeared in his eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Mo slowly spoke.

"You must have heard that Zhao Yong bought medicine from me. This medicine is made by me using a unique secret recipe. In the entire Great Yuan Dynasty, only I can make it."

The garrison commander paused slightly, his eyes flickered, but he did not pursue the origin of the secret recipe any further.

He knew very well that pressing too hard would only expose his intention to control the secret medicine, which would be a bad move.

The main problem is that the other party's identity and background are unknown. Taking action without clarifying the situation would be a reckless act!

Chen Mo wisely refrained from continuing the conversation. He had placed Viagra as an open card on the table, and now it was up to the garrison commander to decide what to do.

Immediately, the garrison commander changed the subject and posed the most pointed question:

"I have sent people to investigate your background. Every inch of land in the Dayuan Dynasty is registered, but there is no such place as Niba Village in Qingshi Town or even the entire county."

He stared into Chen Mo's eyes, his tone icy.

"Where did you come from?"

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow!

This problem happens to be right in Chen Mo's "professional field".

He originally only wanted to interact with the garrison commander as an alchemist, but the garrison commander forced him to.

Step back!

He's about to start showing off!

Chen Mo remained calm and said jokingly.

"I come from a place that adults can't find."

Upon hearing this, the garrison commander's pupils contracted sharply, and his mind raced, trying to fill in the blanks.

Areas that cannot be found...

There's only one place in the Great Abyss Dynasty that the government can't find!

Royal Family of the Capital!

He squinted and carefully examined Chen Mo. His face was exceptionally handsome, and his figure was tall and upright. In just one or two months, he was able to break through from the early stage of body refinement to the blood and qi realm. His talent was top-notch.

The fact that they could also refine this unique secret medicine fits all the signs.

Could it be that the high and mighty heir has gone out to travel and gain experience?

He had long heard that the royal family's methods of training some of their direct descendants were extremely cruel. They would either throw them directly into the army to hone their skills or exile them to the common people to fend for themselves, without any resources or protection, leaving them to rely entirely on themselves...

The garrison commander remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, his tone tinged with apprehension.

Whom did you learn your skills from?

Chen Mo curled the corners of his lips into a meaningful smile.

The pacification commissioner was already fantasizing about his mysterious identity, and this "fantasy" was the most deadly part.

He deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

"Sir, are you sure you want to hear this?"

The garrison commander remained silent, and Chen Mo also kept quiet.

The two sat facing each other for more than ten breaths.

After much deliberation, the garrison commander decided that regardless of whether the person in front of him was genuine or not, a forced investigation would likely be counterproductive.

Chen Mo knew it was time to take the initiative and not allow the garrison commander to speculate too much.

"My lord, if I stay in Qing Shi Town, I will only be an ordinary alchemist. In fact, it is a good thing for you."

The garrison commander raised his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"What are the benefits?"

"I can refine the unique elixirs you need, and you can purchase them with silver. We can cooperate and each get what we need."

Chen Mo spoke frankly, without the slightest hint of a peasant's timidity towards an official; on the contrary, he exuded an air of composure as an equal.

The garrison commander's expression changed again, and he became even more certain.

His tone and attitude didn't sound like those of an ordinary person at all; he actually had the arrogance of royalty who had been training abroad.

Chen Mo seized the opportunity and added a half-joking, half-serious complaint.

"What do you think, sir? Cooperation is a win-win situation for both of us. I'll earn some money, and you'll get what you want too. Sigh, it's all my fault for insisting that I go out and earn money myself, but earning money isn't that easy."

Upon hearing this, the garrison commander completely dispelled his doubts and immediately made the decision.

"Very well, I agree to cooperate."

Chen Mo immediately broke into a hearty laugh.

"You're so generous, sir!"

He was there as an alchemist to engage in equal dialogue and discuss cooperation with the pacification envoy.

Now the garrison commander has imagined him to have another identity. Although Chen Mo doesn't know what that identity is, the fact that things are progressing so smoothly suggests that the identity is not simple.

Chen Mo wasn't afraid of being exposed at all; he was very skilled at pretending and deceiving.

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