Doomsday: Grinding EXP Through Hunting

Bai Youruo: "Be extremely careful. If things don't go well, prioritize your safety."

Tang Wen felt a touch of emotion and placed his other hand on hers: "Alright! You take care too."

Bai Youruo gave him a deep look but said nothing more.

Bai Xue walked in, and the three of them talked late into the night.

Early the next morning, the two women were gone, leaving the house empty.

Tang Wen looked at the deserted courtyard, feeling an inexplicable sense of melancholy.

Alone, in a foreign city, fighting solo.

He still had to search for a map of a mineral deposit tied to immense interests.

Mountain Chasing City was a place where life could be at risk.

This was truly not a job for humans.

It was worse than the 996 grind without social security or benefits!

After breakfast, he unusually lay back in bed.

His mind raced through thoughts of the next steps and the major factions in Blackstone City.

Bai Youruo had suggested he join the Boat Gang.

Based on her understanding of Mountain Chasing City, Old Crow's accounts, and what the woman who accompanied him at the Four Seas Inn had said today.

Tang Wen had formed a basic impression of the Boat Gang.

Mountain Chasing City bordered a river, with docks and fleets.

As the name suggested, the Boat Gang was a faction composed of sailors, dockworkers, and the like.

After years of development, it had become a significant force.

They practiced Water Division Skills internally, and it was said some also practiced Wind Division Skills.

The Chief of the Boat Gang practiced the Water Division's "Boundless Ocean."

From this, it seemed the Boat Gang's internal heritage was more complete in the Water Division's visualization martial art—the "Boundless Ocean Technique."

The Boat Gang was relatively loose, with fewer strict rules.

Joining the Boat Gang as a Beast Tamer, Tang Wen's daily tasks would involve taming messenger pigeons, water monkeys, and aquatic Mutated Beasts.

For him, it wasn't a difficult task.

Unfortunately, the Cultivation Method wasn't suitable.

Tang Wen thought of another option—the Blackwater Gang.

The Blackwater Gang had "water" in its name.

But in reality, it had little to do with water.

It was speculated that the name was chosen because the gang leader's surname was "Shui," and he practiced the Dark Night Divine Fist.

Hence, the name Blackwater Gang.

As for why it wasn't called "Shuihei Gang," Tang Wen guessed it was mainly because it sounded terrible.

The Blackwater Gang owned vast farmlands, with many mountains and plains outside Mountain Chasing City under their control.

Slaves cultivated the land, and the harvests were handed over.

Within Mountain Chasing City, the Blackwater Gang operated numerous grain shops, vegetable shops, meat shops, and taverns.

They primarily dealt in the food and entertainment industries.

Joining the Blackwater Gang would likely keep him busy daily.

But there was a chance to learn the Dark Night Divine Fist.

The third option was the Merchant Guild.

The Mountain Chasing City Merchant Guild.

Merchants often formed their own power in any society.

The Merchant Guild in Mountain Chasing City was controlled by several merchant families, and the Cultivation Methods they practiced were diverse.

They included the Dark Division's Dark Night Divine Fist, the Fire Division's "Heavenly Fire Scorching Earth," and the Earth Division's "Mountain Shattering Force."

As for what Cultivation Method the Guild Leader practiced, Tang Wen didn't know.

After much thought, he first ruled out the Boat Gang.

He had already begun to transform, awakening dark abilities, so practicing a Dark Division Cultivation Method was a given.

The Boat Gang didn't have the corresponding Cultivation Method, so it was out of the question.

As for the remaining two, he hadn't decided which one to join.

Ultimately, he still had too little information.

After practicing martial arts in the courtyard until evening, Tang Wen arrived at a stone building in the Four Seas Inn.

"Four side dishes and a pot of wine."

This place was a tavern.

Inside, there were groups of dancers, their clothes daringly thin and revealing. A casual glance would reveal a sea of pale skin.

"Sir, drinking alone is dull. Why not have a couple of companions to keep you company?"

Companions for drinking?

Wouldn't that turn into a drinking party with entertainment?

Immediately, Tang Wen nodded emphatically, "Find someone knowledgeable to talk with me."

The green-hatted attendant was taken aback and tentatively asked, "Someone older?"

He muttered to himself: This gentleman seems to prefer married women, and he doesn't look that old himself.

"Alright, find a quiet corner!"

"Right away! This way, please."

The green-hatted attendant immediately understood.

Finding a quiet corner, it seems this gentleman is eager to get hands-on in such a public setting?

How impatient.

Tang Wen sat down, and tea was promptly poured. Not long after, a fragrant breeze followed.

A woman in her late twenties, with an oval face, gave him a slight bow and was about to sit next to him.

"Sit there."

Tang Wen pointed to the bench beside him.

The woman dared not disobey, though she found it strange.

This gentleman is quite interesting, coming out for a drinking party but still putting on airs. Is it necessary?

She poured wine for Tang Wen, who gestured for her to drink as well.

After three rounds of drinks, the woman's fair cheeks were slightly flushed.

Tang Wen: "My next stop is Mountain Chasing City. What do you know about it? Tell me."

"To be honest, I've never left this camp. Everything I know is hearsay." She glanced at the men enjoying themselves.

"Just tell me what you've heard."

The woman said, "Many people from Mountain Chasing City come here to relax, but when men are drunk, I can't trust their words. If I say something wrong, please don't blame me."

Seeing Tang Wen smile and agree, she opened up.

Indeed, she wasn't lying, but some of her words were contradictory.

Tang Wen listened casually, holding a wine cup, drinking now and then.

The woman, seeing this, grew anxious.

She was here to earn money, but this gentleman wasn't letting her use her strengths.

How could she earn tips?

Storytelling wasn't her forte; it was far better to move to a private room where she could sing and play.

Another pot of wine was added.

The woman couldn't sit still anymore, her collar somehow opening lower, her ample hips unconsciously moving closer.

Her softness pressed against his arm, and Tang Wen understood: she didn't want to tell stories; she wanted to sing.

"Here! Sit back and tell me things you're sure about!"

He pulled out a few silver granules from his waist.

The woman quickly took them, thanking him profusely.

It wasn't that she was impatient, but she was getting older, and the market wasn't good.

Her regular customers had all disappeared.

Plus, she had a child to raise.

Every opportunity to perform, she wanted to earn as much as possible.

With the silver in hand, she frowned in thought, took a sip of wine, and said:

"The guild in Mountain Chasing City keeps a white tiger, said to be raised by their president. The tiger can grow as large as three houses or shrink smaller than a big cat..."

"The Boat Gang has a giant turtle and a dragon. It's said that every time they set sail, they must take them along to ensure the fleet's safety."

A white tiger, a giant turtle, and a dragon.

It seems the guild and the Boat Gang might have high-level Beast Tamers.

Perhaps even a Beast Tamer legacy.

Just these two pieces of information were worth the price.

The silver granules were well spent.

She spoke for over ten minutes.

After speaking until his mouth was dry, the young woman picked up her tea and took small sips.

"The people from the Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall are tall and burly. Their arms are thicker than my thighs, and their legs are long and sturdy, like pillars holding up a roof."

The Giant Rock Martial Arts Hall was one of the factions in Mountain Chasing City.

As for what they specifically did, Tang Wen wasn't clear.

She rambled on for another half an hour.

Seeing that the young woman was getting more and more outrageous in her descriptions, Tang Wen impatiently interrupted, "Think carefully, no fabrications. Be precise, even small details are fine."

As he spoke, he took out two silver granules, tossing them playfully in his hand.

The young woman didn't dare to slack off and added a few more useless remarks.

Just as Tang Wen was about to settle the bill and leave, the young woman suddenly saw something, her expression changing slightly. She lowered her head and said, "I see an acquaintance. He's from the Black Water Gang."

The man was right inside the room.

Judging by her expr

ession, something seemed unusual.

Tang Wen reached out, grabbed the young woman's hand, and pulled her closer. "Tell me, what's going on with him?"

The young woman took out a white handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, then began to speak in a soft, delicate voice.

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