Train to Another World

The next day was a sunny day as the weather forecast said, and Li Zhuoguang was in a good mood after waking up.

Because, if it was sunny, the clothes washed last night could be taken out to dry.

Li Zhuoguang went downstairs to the living room and wanted to ask the housekeeper to bring breakfast, but he suddenly saw a shadow swaying outside through the curtains of the entrance porch.

So Li Zhuoguang walked quickly to the front door and turned on the monitor.

The monitor screen showed that a dozen people wearing linen clothes, with their own futons, were guarding the door of his villa. There was no shouting, and no one knocked on the door. It looked a bit like the sit-in demonstrations that the Koreans liked to use.

This scene made Li Zhuoguang a little funny. Zhang Xiaohong was indeed inexperienced. It was estimated that he finally announced the decision to disband the Holy Healing Spiritual Society.

But he was such an honest and simple child, and he was probably tricked by a few old foxes and gave Li Zhuoguang away.

Li Zhuoguang was not afraid either, because except for Zhang Xiaohong, who was quite capable, the other members of the Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Society were all ordinary people.

Although Li Zhuoguang almost got into trouble last night, he found after he came back that even though he had suppressed the restlessness of Cytorak's crimson magic, the strengthening effect caused by the restlessness had not subsided.

After testing, he found that his strength had been increased by more than double, and his physical strength and endurance had also been significantly improved.

Although his current strength was still a small rookie in the Marvel Universe, he was still very confident when facing ordinary people in his own world.

Li Zhuoguang opened the door carelessly and smiled, "Are you here to see me?"

Seeing the real owner coming out, the representative of the members stood up and said, "What did you say to Xiaohong, and why did he decide to disband the spiritual cultivation society?"

As he spoke, the other members who were sitting in protest glared at Li Zhuoguang.

Would Li Zhuoguang be afraid of this? At that time, a naked lighthouse general glared at Li Zhuoguang, but Li Zhuoguang was not afraid. Not only was he not afraid, he was also a little excited. Pah, he even wanted to laugh.

Li Zhuoguang replied nonchalantly: "Oh, him? I just told him the importance of studying. Maybe he also thinks that studying is more important at this age."

The representative paused after hearing this and argued: "There are so many people studying, but what can they achieve in the end? The great cause that our Shengyu Spiritual Association is committed to is the right path in life."

"If studying is useless, then you need to study harder. Look at me, because I study hard, I can rent a villa by myself, unlike you, who have more than a dozen people squeezed into one." Li Zhuoguang did not mention the role played by his parents at all, and used sophistry to counter sophistry.

"Our business cannot be measured by money!"

"Then why did you choose to hold the event in the rich area?"

"That...that's because the people here also need our help."

"Then you can help, why do you have to rent a villa to hold a buffet? Can't you do something else with the money for renting a villa and purchasing high-end ingredients? If it is just to help, it would be good enough if you don't charge money, why do you have to provide so many other services?"

"This...this is because many people didn't trust us at the beginning, so we had no choice but to do this."

"Forget it, the reasons are up to you. Your president's decision to disband the Holy Healing Spiritual Cultivation Association is his own decision, why are you looking for me?"

At this time, the representative remembered the purpose of this visit: "Because of your words, Xiaohong wants to disband the spiritual cultivation association, we need you to go back and dissuade him from disbanding the spiritual cultivation association ”

“Haha, can’t you persuade him yourself?”

“We persuaded him, but he didn’t listen. As the saying goes, ‘The one who tied the bell must untie it’. This matter was caused by you, and it should be solved by you.”

“Let’s put aside the facts. Let me ask you first, is your spiritual practice legal?”

“The cause of our spiritual practice is to help others.”

“Don’t tell me the original intention, just tell me whether it is legal or not?”

“How can it be illegal for us to help people with good intentions?”

“Then I want to ask, are you a religion or a business? If you are a religion, are you recognized by the Religious Affairs Bureau? Do you have proof of funds? Do you have a place for religious activities?

If you are a business, do you have a production and operation license? Do you have a fixed office space? Do you have an account opening permit?

Regardless of religion or business, the most important point is, have you paid taxes?” Li Zhuoguang launched a soul-searching question.

“This…this…” These questions may not have been thought about at all.

Li Zhuoguang shook his head: "I told you long ago that studying is important."

The representative, who was at a loss for words, began to fall into impotent rage: "I don't care, our cause is right. You caused all this, and you must be responsible for it."

"This is your spiritual retreat, not mine. You don't care, and you still expect me to care?"

"If you don't care, we won't leave here, and you can't go anywhere."

Li Zhuoguang smiled disdainfully, and then called Yaoyaoling: "Hello, hello, this is the 'Mountain is not high' holiday center. I report that someone here is holding minors hostage for feudal superstitious activities, and is threatening and restricting my personal safety. Please arrange for the police as soon as possible."

The representative was surprised and asked: "Who are you calling?"

Li Zhuoguang said as a matter of course: "Who else, the police. If you have something to do, find the police, even kindergarten will teach you, right?"

"You...you..."

"What are you doing? Your president has made you rich and made you live a good life, but you have no respect for him at all. Xiaohong is taller than Xiaohong, and you don't even want to call him president. "

"I...I..."

"What am I? I abide by the law and I am not ashamed of God or the earth. I can scold you, a shameless person who uses minors to make money, speechless. I will call the police! What can you do? What am I?”

"You...I..."

"You weaklings with no body or two, you still want to restrict my personal freedom. I jumped out, I jumped back, eh, I jumped out again, hey, I jumped back again. How about, fight Me, idiot."

"Ah! I will fight with you!!!"

Seeing the man rushing over, Li Zhuoguang quickly retreated into the room, closed the door and locked it.

Listening to the fierce beating outside the door, Li Zhuoguang calmly dialed the housekeeper's phone: "Hey, there is a group of cultists breaking down my door now. Please arrange for a team of security guards to come over.

Yes, I have already called the police on the 'Umetsuma Tsuruko' building. You just need to control the person and hand him over to the police for a while. "

Li Zhuoguang hung up the phone and muttered to himself: "I won't be bullied by good people, but I won't be bullied by evil people. I won't be afraid of evil people."