My experience of grinding in another world

Chapter 266 Danger
"Go see Mo Wuzhou?" Chen Mu made his voice calm and gentle, but there was a hint of chilling amusement in his tone.

Shang Huan felt a chill run down her spine and obediently replied, "Yes!"

"Because of the insect repellent incense?" Chen Mu continued to ask gently.

Shang Huan's scalp tightened: "Yes!"

How can Gongsun Sheng be so clear-headed...?

"Curious about why I know so much?" Chen Mu suddenly asked with amusement.

Shang Huan froze instantly.

Chen Mu quietly controlled the concentric rope to activate synesthesia.

hum!
A strange, heavy feeling suddenly appeared in Shang Huan's mind.

It felt like someone had suddenly appeared on his back, and that person was looking down at him with their eyes looking down at him.

"Hehe..." Chen Mu chuckled.

Shang Huan immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

The Seven Sons United by Heart Gu?!

I always said there's no such thing as a free lunch.

No wonder the seven Wu brothers were so honest.

It turns out that this thing not only greatly increases the host's strength, but also completely hands over the host to another.

They can control their own lives at will and monitor what they see and hear through the Heart-to-Heart Gu.

This……

The thought that his every move might be monitored by Gongsun Sheng made Shang Huan break out in a cold sweat!

I hope I won't get caught that I secretly called him a pervert?!
Done!

……

Seeing that Shang Huan's face was pale and her whole body was tense, Chen Mu immediately withdrew the Heart-to-Heart Mantra with satisfaction.

Now, this fatso shouldn't doubt my identity anymore.

Not many people know the full story behind the insect repellent incense.

I can't let this fat guy associate me with him.

Chen Mu glanced at the black-clad patrolman lying on the ground and couldn't help but sigh.

Wealth can be a powerful motivator, and there are always people like this who are blinded by greed, no matter where they are.

This is just insect repellent incense. If we want to sell the more profitable Wood Spirit Incense... that won't be easy.

Black smoke billowed, and Wu Lie, who had died on the ground, was instantly swallowed up by the Five Ghosts Moving Mountains.

Shang Huan, who was still lost in thought, felt a sudden pang in her heart and snapped back to reality.

He looked up and saw a palm-sized scroll float in front of him out of thin air.

blah blah blah...

A strange noise came, and a small, black wooden horse bounced down in front of him.

The little black horse had a white spot between its eyebrows, which looked like an eye as it stared at him calmly and eerily.

"You're going to see Mo Wuzhou? I happen to have a good thing to give him."

"Mu Linglang, the magic weapon Scout, one hundred pieces of white jade."

"Tell Mo Wuzhou to give him 20% of the profits. I want to use his reputation."

Chen Mu looked calmly at Shang Huan.

"You can do that, right?"

What the hell!

Shang Huan couldn't help but curse inwardly.

I'm just a lowly disciple of the lower academy, how could I possibly influence Mo Wuzhou's decision!
The insect repellent incense issue hasn't even been resolved yet, let alone the Mulinglang business, which is clearly a big deal!

Shang Huan felt uneasy and her face was full of conflict.

“Mr. Gongsun, I am not familiar with Senior Brother Mo. What if the other party does not agree?”

"It's alright," Chen Mu said with a gentle smile. "Go ahead and talk to them."

"If he agrees, he can get 20% of the profits for free."

"What if you don't agree?" Shang Huan asked tentatively.

They won't agree? If they don't agree, then we won't sell. What else can we do?

Chen Mu thought to himself, but his voice remained calm and indifferent: "I'm just informing him."

"No way, hehe..."

Shang Huan felt a chill run down his spine.

This is clearly an attempt to piggyback on Senior Brother Mo's fame.

In case something goes wrong.

Meeting the other person's calm gaze, Shang Huan felt a chill run down her spine.

This Mr. Gongsun isn't even afraid of Senior Brother Mo?
Can he resolve any situation arising from Senior Brother Mo's resistance?!

hiss……

Shang Huan felt a headache coming on.

Trouble!
Senior Brother Mo and Gongsun Sheng got into a conflict. Caught in the middle, I'm definitely doomed!

We must persuade Senior Brother Mo!

……

Fourth Reclamation Team of Yiyou District.

Two burly men, each over six feet tall, stealthily approached the two night watchmen who were nodding off. In the now-extinguished campfire, only the glowing red embers of the charcoal remained.

Just as the two men reached out, ready to snap the Night's Watchman's neck.

An invisible force suddenly descended.

The two burly men stared wide-eyed, instinctively trying to struggle, but they were like mosquitoes trapped in amber, unable to move at all.

Then, it was lifted up by an invisible force and silently floated into the dark forest.

A gentle breeze blew.

The two night watchmen snapped back to reality.

"Was there someone there just now?"

"Are you still half asleep?"

"That's probably a dream."

……

Black smoke billowed in the dense forest.

The two burly men vanished from the spot, following in Wu Lie's footsteps.

"Luckily, it wasn't far away, and luckily we found it in time, otherwise Shang Huan would really be a fatso tonight."

He had no choice but to kill again. Chen Mu sighed.

"We can't just stand by and watch someone die."

That fat man just gave him a big jar of white jade coins.

"I wonder if Mo Wuzhou will agree." Chen Mu felt a little regretful.

What if it attracts unwanted attention?
This operation was ultimately somewhat risky.

However, considering the high price of the Condensation Technique, Chen Mu had to make plans early.

"Hmm, we can sell a smaller number."

"Selling only ten or eight at a time won't cause too much trouble."

……

The second reclamation team of Yiyou District.

Chen Mu was dressed in a gray outfit with a short jacket, a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, and a door guillotine in his right hand.

With a flick of his right hand, he swiftly chopped down a large tree.

He didn't rush to find Shang Huan, nor did he use the Heart-to-Heart Token to communicate with her. He stayed obediently in the land reclamation team cutting down trees.

Not far away, Old Hao leaned against a fallen tree, skillfully slacking off.

Beside him, two or three elderly men were also leaning against tree trunks, smoking and chatting.

Old Hao exhaled a puff of white smoke and waved to Chen Mu: "Xiao Mu, come and rest for a while. Let the bugs nibble on the grass before we continue."

Chen Mu readily agreed and, carrying the door panel guillotine, went over.

There are no clear targets for cutting down trees and clearing land in Pengyue Mountain.

As long as we make progress every day, that's fine.

These old hands will just coast along. No matter how fast or how much you cut, Pengyue Mountain will only pay you that much each month.

To earn more, one has to venture out and take risks. But that money is hard to come by.

Chen Mu came over to the group, nodded in greeting, and then leaned against the tree trunk to rest.

He untied the yellow gourd that was tied around his waist.

He glanced at everyone, and when no one was looking, he moved the chilled tea that had been frozen by the Soul-Fixing Pillar into the gourd from the Five Ghosts Bag.

After enjoying a refreshing sip of her herbal tea, Chen Mu's attention was drawn to the conversation among the group.

"I heard someone else has died." An old man with gray hair and bulging muscles said with a frown as he fanned himself with a door panel and a large sword.

“These strange beasts aren’t so easy to kill. It’s normal for people to die,” a tall, thin old man chimed in from the other side.

"But haven't you noticed that more and more people are dying lately?" the gray-haired old man asked worriedly.

"Having cleared dozens of miles of wasteland, you should have killed off most of the strange beasts around here, right?" Old Hao puffed on his cigarette.

"It's said that because the Cold Moon Toad is no longer there to deter them, all the strange beasts from afar have come running over."

"It might... lead to a beast tide!" the muscular old man whispered.

"You're overthinking it, aren't you?" one of them retorted.

"It's hard to say..."

"A beast tide?" Chen Mu's expression changed.

He couldn't help but think back to his time at the Tongtianhe Lower Courtyard.

At that time, there was also an incident where a beast tide stormed the House of Commons.

That harm is far more serious than you might imagine.

buzzing...

A low, rumbling sound interrupted Chen Mu's recollection.

A swarm of gray insects surged forward across the ground like waves.

Wherever it passes, not a blade of grass grows.

Low shrubs, tall weeds, and tangled vines were all eaten and chewed up.

The dense forest, once filled with thick vegetation, suddenly became refreshing, leaving only towering trees reaching into the clouds.

Chen Mu took a sip of her cool tea and tied the yellow gourd around his waist.

"We need to make some preparations."

(End of this chapter)