Original God: I can earn experience points

After Youla left, the only ones left on the training ground were Li Qiuzhi and Irene, who was also practicing swordsmanship diligently against a wooden stake.

Li Qiuzhi still remembered that he had a commission from the fishing tackle shop owner Sanborn that he had not yet completed. After practicing swordsmanship for so long, he was tired and hungry, so he had to find something to fill his stomach.

After a brief rest, it's time to move. Lucard will probably be back home by then.

"Ms. Irene, you have been practicing for a long time. Why don't you take a break? You should combine work and rest." Li Qiuzhi said hello to Irene before leaving.

When Irene heard someone calling her, she stopped swinging her sword, wiped the sweat off her face with the back of her hand, and looked over to find that it was the young man from Liyue who had been taught swordsmanship by the respected Captain Eula for an afternoon.

Of course, Irene would not be envious. After all, Captain Eula had occasionally taught her swordsmanship, just like today.

"You seem to have just started practicing swordsmanship. Are you also going to participate in the knight selection next year?"

Irene asked curiously as she came over with her own practice wooden sword.

Li Qiuzhi shook his head after hearing this:

“You can tell from my appearance that I’m from Liyue, so why would I participate in the knight selection?

"It was just that I was at home practicing swordsmanship when Miss Eula met me. She couldn't stand my poor performance and wanted to teach me, so I came here this afternoon."

"Is that the reason?" Irene opened her eyes slightly wide, and said with some surprise, "Captain Eula is indeed the admired Knight of Favonius. I admire her so much!"

".Well, it's okay. Actually, we are friends." Li Qiuzhi said.

Irene seemed to have thought of something at this moment, and said with bright eyes:

"By the way, I've been practicing swordsmanship for a long time but haven't really fought before. Should we have a sparring match?"

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Chapter 36 Unexpected Information

Li Qiuzhi gladly accepted Irene's invitation to compete with him, only competing in sword skills, without involving any physical force.

In this case, he, who had just learned swordsmanship, was indeed no match for Irene.

After all, she has been practicing swordsmanship for much longer than Li Qiuzhi.

After being decisively defeated by Irene's superb swordsmanship, Li Qiuzhi felt that his swordsmanship had improved a little and was now much smoother.

I opened the character panel and took a look. As expected, both [West Wind Sword Art·Basics] and [West Wind Sword Art·Royal Family] had some additional progress.

better than nothing.

"Hehe, you still need to work hard on your swordsmanship!" Irene seemed very happy after defeating an opponent other than a wooden stake using swordsmanship for the first time.

"Don't be happy too soon. This kind of thing will only happen once." Li Qiuzhi smiled indifferently.

"Hehe, that's hard to say."

If there was nothing else, Irene couldn't go back too late in order not to worry her parents. Seeing her excited expression, was she going back to brag about how she defeated her opponent with swordsmanship?

Li Qiuzhi shook his head silently, too lazy to care.

Walking slowly on the way home and stepping down the stairs leading back to the city, the sky seemed to be darker, not because of the darkness of the night, but more like it was going to rain.

After walking up the stairs, there is a road with few pedestrians in front of you. Looking a little to the right, you will see one of the several huge windmills in Mondstadt.

Windmills are indeed magnificent. They use the enormous force generated by the wind-driven blades to do many things, such as crushing grain and extracting oil.

"finally found you!"

A voice came from the side. Looking along the neatly trimmed grass on the roadside, Weir was still wearing a simple bell-sleeved top and dark shorts that revealed her legs.

The white bandage on the knee was removed, and the superficial abrasions had disappeared without a trace.

"Vir, why are you here?"

Li Qiuzhi asked doubtfully. And judging from what she said, it seemed that she was here to see him. Could it be that the monster materials that she was asked to sell two days ago had already been sold out?

Wei'er, who had a ponytail, came over and handed a small cloth bag to Li Qiuzhi, and said with a little pride:

"Here, this is your share—60,000 Mora!

“We sold the slime pulp and gel to the people in the fishing association. They were in urgent need of them to make worm bionic bait, so we sold them because the price they offered was not bad.

“It’s much higher than the Adventurer’s Guild and other stores that specialize in purchasing monster materials.

"I also sold a few Chaos Devices to Fontaine scholars who study mechanical structures. The price was about 15% higher than the market price. Isn't that impressive?"

He took the small cloth bag and weighed the Mora to feel its weight. This Mora just made up for his injured small wallet.

"As expected of Mond's intelligence trader, you are truly amazing!" Li Qiuzhi nodded and praised.

After all, being able to quickly find out what the Fishing Association and the scholars from Fontaine urgently need is barely enough to qualify as "Mond Knows It All".

[Weir has developed a favorable impression of you, gaining 45 points of favorable impression, and the current favorable impression level is Lv.3 (47/300)]

".Ahem, I have to go find Noelle next, so I won't chat with you anymore."

Wei'er suppressed her complacent expression and continued to share the profits with Noelle. She didn't want to chat with Li Qiuzhi for the time being.

The favorable impression has improved. It turns out that human nature is to desire to be recognized and praised by others.

"Ok."

Watching Weir waving goodbye, Li Qiuzhi suddenly thought that maybe he could ask her about Lucard, an old friend of the fishing tackle shop owner Sanborn, since she was in the same line of work.

"Hey, Wei'er, your business is here!" Li Qiuzhi called her from behind.

"Business?"

Wei'er stopped and turned around in confusion, and a second later realized that Li Qiuzhi wanted to buy information.

"Tell me, what do you want to know?" Weier placed her hands on her pelvic waist and continued with a smile, "Since you are a friend and have saved me before, how about I give you a 98% discount and give priority to investigating the information you need?"

".Then you might as well not give it to me."

Li Qiuzhi was speechless. Of course, he didn't care about these things. He said briefly:

"I want to know the recent whereabouts of Lukar, the sales director of the Tarn Fishing Tackle Factory."

"Tarn Fishing Tackle Factory? Yes, sure. I can bring you all the recent information about him tomorrow." Weir nodded, indicating that it was no problem. It was not difficult for an ordinary person and it would only take one night.

"Tomorrow?"

To be honest, the efficiency is acceptable, but Li Qiuzhi wants to complete this commission tonight and doesn't want to drag it out too long.

Besides, it would definitely take a lot of Mora for Weir to go on a special trip to investigate, and he was a little worried that the reward Sanborn would give him wouldn't be enough to make up for her loss.

It would be better to let Weier do the commission directly, so Li Qiuzhi thought about it and said:

"You don't need to investigate. I just need the information you know now."

After hearing what Li Qiuzhi said, Weier put her index finger on her cheek and began to think. After a while, she said:

"To be honest, Mondstadt is so big, and Lugal isn't a famous figure. Without investigation, I can't know much. But I do know that the Tarn Fishing Tackle Factory recently borrowed a large sum of money from the Northland Bank. I guess they are going to research new types of fishing gear.

"I got this information after one of its competitors asked me to investigate."

Could it be that the Northland Bank was also related to the Fatui? After all, the Northland Bank was a banking institution established by the Kingdom of Winter in a foreign country, and it was controlled by the Fatui.

It seems that the things behind this are a bit complicated. Li Qiuzhi doesn't want to get involved with dangerous guys like the Fatui.

"How about it, is this information useful?"

Seeing Li Qiuzhi thinking, Weier felt that it might be of some help.

Li Qiuzhi nodded. The information about the Fatui was certainly valuable.

"It's really useful. How much does it cost?"

".Well, forget it. This piece of information has already been sold once. I have no intention of taking advantage of you. Just consider it as a gift to you. But don't tell anyone else, otherwise my reputation as 'Mond Knows It All' will be damaged!"

After some thought, Weier decided to give the information to Li Qiuzhi for free and warned him to be careful not to leak it.

"Haha, don't worry, no problem, thank you for the information."

A smile appeared on Li Qiuzhi's face, and he patted his chest to assure her.

After getting Li Qiuzhi's assurance, Weier left with peace of mind. Li Qiuzhi looked at the sky and luckily it was not raining. He first went back to Lawrence's rental house on Luoluomei Street.

There was no time to boil water, so he took a cold bath, then went out to find something to fill his stomach. He came back carrying the adventurer's hunting bow and the edgeless sword and went to Lugal's house under the cover of night.

If he hadn't received the news from the Fatui, he wouldn't have been so defensive. Even if the last two things were unrelated and he was worrying too much, he still had to be on the safe side.

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Chapter 37 Debt Handler

Mondstadt, Dandelion Street.

A lantern hung on a pillar, emitting a dim light that dispelled the darkness of the night nearby. Li Qiuzhi used the cover of the houses in the alley to hide his figure.

Just when he wanted to visit Lucar's home at 86 Dandelion Street, he saw a middle-aged man who was slightly younger than Sanborn walking out with a worried look on his face.

As expected, he is Lucard. Where is he going so late?

Li Qiuzhi felt that things were not simple so he kept him at a distance.

Although Li Qiuzhi was not very good at tracking, he took advantage of the night and the complex layout of the houses nearby, and while controlling himself not to make any noise, he was able to follow an ordinary person without being discovered.

They didn't walk far before Li Qiuzhi saw Lucard entering a dead end alley.

Is he going to meet someone?

The light from the street lamp could not penetrate very deep into the house, so Li Qiuzhi had to move slowly and silently towards the house, then climb onto the roof from the other side of the house, the process also being silent.

This is due to his control over his body strength.

Lying on the red-tiled roof, Li Qiuzhi was a little nervous, fearing that he might accidentally cause the tiles to loosen and be discovered by Lucard in the alley below.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

Li Qiuzhi poked his head out slightly to take a look at the alley, and was slightly startled by the scene he saw.

Deep in the alley where street lights could not reach, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness. Even with the amazing eyesight brought by his strong physique, he could only vaguely see a masked and cloaked man standing in front of Lucard.

That outfit looks so familiar, isn't he the debt handler among the Fatui?

It seems that their duties are not only to help the Fatui collect debts, but also involve assassinations, intelligence gathering, etc.

Moreover, they use special sacrificial sword weapons that can be imbued with the element of fire, and are proficient in some short-term stealth assassination techniques. They are very dangerous spies among the Fatui.

How could Lukar be related to them?

Li Qiuzhi did not stare at the people below recklessly. After all, these specially trained agents might notice that others were observing them.

Fortunately, the conversation could be heard on the roof.

"Mr. Christi, please give me some more time. I will definitely collect enough money to pay you back."

With an unpleasant look on his face, Lucard begged in a low voice to the guy in front of him who was wearing a mask and a hood and whose face could not be seen clearly.

In response to Lucard's request, Christi spread his hands helplessly:

"We've already given you face by not going directly to your house. You don't want your wife and children to know that you're in debt behind your back, do you? I've already told you that if you can get Tarn's new trapping fishing net, we'll help you pay for the Mora you borrowed from the Northland Bank."

In the shadow of the alley, Lugal gritted his teeth:

"How is that possible! That is our hope for Tarn to rise in Mondstadt and even in the international market. As long as we succeed in mass production."

"You have no choice!" He was interrupted.

Christie, the debt collector wearing a cloak and hood, spoke through the black mask on his face:

"Your loan agreement at Northland Bank clearly states that you must repay the loan within a certain period of time. Trying to extend the time for you for three months is already the limit we can offer you.

"If you still can't pay back the money, the Northland Bank will have the right to ask the Knights of Favonius to transfer your house and your shares in Tarn to the bank. If there is still a shortfall, you will face imprisonment.

"At that time, you will be penniless and ruined!"

Lucard turned pale because he was right, but how could so many Moras be found in such a short time?

"It's all your fault for being too greedy. You actually borrowed money in your own name to invest in your company's project in exchange for dividends. Although the idea is good and the development of the new fishing gear is going smoothly, it seems that you can't wait until it goes on the market."

Debt handler Christie uttered another round of sarcasm behind her mask.

"You bastard, you just want to steal our achievements!" Lucard shouted angrily.

"Hey, keep your voice down. If you attract the Knights of Favonius on night patrol, I will betray you."

Kritis smiled playfully.