On this day, Qin Yu sat in the hotel while absorbing the spiritual energy from the surroundings with great difficulty.
There were many people in the provincial capital, but the land was sparse, and the spiritual energy was also extremely scarce. For the entire day, Qin Yu's gains were almost negligible.
"It seems that the big city isn't suitable for me," Qin Yu thought to himself.
Although that was the case, Qin Yu knew very well that although the spiritual energy in the big cities was scarce, other resources it had were far from what other cities could compare with.
For example, herbs.
In Jiangcheng, herbs that were more than ten years old were considered precious. However, in the provincial capital, one could even see the king of herbs that were fifty or even a hundred years old.
At night, Song Wei called Qin Yu punctually.
She and Li Yan had already booked a restaurant early and were waiting for Qin Yu in the restaurant.