Train to Another World

Li Zhuoguang's behavior of running around was not normal, but because he was relaxed enough, he took food and drinks and ate as he walked, just like attending an ordinary buffet, so he didn't look too conspicuous.

Anyway, the food had been secretly sampled and sent to Jarvis for testing, and nothing bad was found.

While eating, Li Zhuoguang also chatted with the guests who also came to the meeting. Unexpectedly, he discovered two high-quality customer resources.

Although he had resigned, Li Zhuoguang was still grateful for the manager's care for him, so he gave them the company's contact information.

After a while, it was about eight o'clock in the evening, and the members cleared the table. The room was filled with futons.

The members took the initiative to sit on the futons near the periphery, and gave the seats closer to the inside to the guests attending this meeting. Li Zhuoguang randomly chose a futon to sit down, and the rich brother happened to sit next to him.

After everyone sat down, someone came down from the second floor of the villa, followed by two members. It seems that this is the so-called president.

When the man walked downstairs, Li Zhuoguang approached Brother Fu and whispered, "Is this the president?"

"Yes, I met him once when he treated my nephew before."

"How old is the president?"

"My family talked to him at that time, and I heard that he just turned sixteen this year."

"...Did he get the consent of the guardian to establish this spiritual retreat?"

Seeing the president getting closer and closer, Brother Fu did not answer Li Zhuoguang's words, but gently pushed him and asked him to sit up straight.

The two people who followed the president, one of them put a brand new cushion in the middle of the room for the president to sit down.

The other person began to burn the herbs in his hand and wandered around the room. The smell of the herbs smelled like sage and thyme. Jarvis on Li Zhuoguang's back did not react, so it should be non-toxic.

The president took out a meditation bowl, tapped it gently, and started teaching directly. This was different from what Li Zhuoguang had guessed.

Generally, this kind of spiritual retreat mainly sells classes to make money. The so-called course is just self-hypnosis with truth, goodness and beauty as the outer shell, and its core idea is the same as that of MLM.

But what the president talked about was the serious "Astral Projection". His explanation process was simple and easy to understand, and he progressed step by step. When encountering more obscure parts, he would slow down the progress and explain in detail.

Because he had read reports that foreign universities had taken astral projection as an elective course before, Li Zhuoguang was excited and studied it for a while.

So Li Zhuoguang could hear that the president's talk was all dry goods, without even a little water. In fact, the version he talked about was improved compared to the original version. Judging from the content, it should be referenced from "Crystal Meditation Method" and "Holy Spirit Central Pillar Projection".

After an hour of teaching, not to mention others, even Li Zhuoguang gained something. Next, it was the part where the president enlightened the guests.

Under the guidance of the members, the guests who came to the meeting for the first time came to the president one by one, and the president put his hands on their heads.

Some people only received a blessing, while the president would say a few words to some people, all of which were things that needed to be paid attention to recently.

But looking at the guests' expressions, most of them looked incredible. It seemed that what the president said to the guests was meaningful.

Brother Fu was in front of Li Zhuoguang. When it was his turn, the president also put his hand on his head. Then, the president frowned: "You are too scheming. Forget it, everyone has their own difficulties. If this can help you, then it's up to you."

Hearing the president's words, Brother Fu looked embarrassed, but he also stepped forward and asked the president something in a low voice. After the president answered, he sincerely thanked him and stepped aside.

Then it was Li Zhuoguang's turn.

He sat opposite the president. When the president's hand was placed on his head, he didn't feel anything special. Wait, why is there a sense of vibration? No, it's the president's hand that is shaking.

Li Zhuoguang looked up and saw the president's face twisted and terrified. He was shaking all over and kept muttering, "Which red...red...red...red are you..."

He passed out before he could finish his words. A member ran over in panic to support the president.

Li Zhuoguang raised his eyebrows. Was the president pretending or did he really see something?

Seeing this scene, not only the guests, but also the members were at a loss. They had never seen the president like this.

A member with a little more experience stood up and announced the end of the party. Then he arranged for people to see the guests out.

The old lady appeared in front of Li Zhuoguang again. She looked at him with a little sympathy and whispered, "Don't leave yet. Let the president take a look after he wakes up. It will be good for you."

A member next to him also heard what the old lady said and said indignantly, "Didn't you see what the president looked at him just now? You still want the president to help him?!"

The old lady's face was a little ugly, and she retorted, "Don't you know what the president's temper is? Even if he leaves now, the president will take the initiative to find him after he wakes up."

The member didn't say anything after hearing this, but his face was still a little ugly. He turned around and went upstairs to take care of the president.

Li Zhuoguang didn't know if the two of them were playing a double act. When he encountered this kind of thing, he also became interested and agreed to stay and wait for the president to wake up.

For a time, all the guests dispersed. In the entire villa, apart from Li Zhuoguang, there were only members of the Holy Healing Spiritual Religion Association.

Li Zhuoguang sat on the sofa, holding the hot tea provided by the spiritual retreat in his hand, and waited quietly. Li Zhuoguang secretly took out his mobile phone several times and wanted to call the police, but gave up because if the police came, there would be no way to get to the bottom of it.

Without keeping Li Zhuoguang waiting, the president soon woke up. Just as Auntie expected, the first thing the president wanted to do when he woke up was to see Li Zhuoguang.

Li Zhuoguang followed the members up to the second floor and came to the master bedroom. The president was sitting on the bed with a pale face. When he saw Li Zhuoguang coming in, he called him over and asked the others to wait outside the room.

After hearing his order, the others filed out.

When Li Zhuoguang approached, the president still felt sad, but still said to him energetically: "I have never seen you in such a situation. Maybe you don't believe it and think I am a magician.

But for your own good, I still have to say that there is a red devil haunting your soul.

I only saw a shadow, and I was so frightened that I fainted. You definitely want to stay away from red stuff. "

Li Zhuoguang took out his mobile phone and started typing "Marvel Dimension Demon God" in the search bar.

It didn't take long to find what he was looking for. He intercepted the beautiful photos of the dimensional demon gods, put his phone in front of the president and said, "Take a look, which one looks like what you see."

The president didn't know why, but he still flipped through the pages one by one. When he turned to one of the pages, he began to look frightened again.

Li Zhuoguang took back his phone and looked at the one the president had just turned to.

It was indeed Cytorak.

Good boy, you really have two brushes.