Train to Another World.

Chapter 132 Testing
After dinner, Li Zhuoguang sat in the living room, masturbating Huang Shiren and watching TV series. Meanwhile, Li's father and mother were discussing the issue of changing their car, saying that the family car was a bit old and they were planning to change it to a new energy vehicle.

"Although the cost of using new energy vehicles is lower, our family is not short of that little money. The important thing is the subsequent battery replacement of new energy vehicles, which is very problematic." Li Zhuoguang interrupted them as he heard them talking excitedly.

Father Li smiled and said, "These won't be a problem in the future."

"Why not?"

"We have been promoting new energy in recent years. Do you think there is really a good development prospect in this field?"

"Is not it?"

"Have you ever paid attention to what percentage of our oil is imported each year?"

“I haven’t paid attention to it.”

"Seventy-three percent."

Li Zhuoguang frowned: "I remember that although our oil reserves are not excellent, they are still okay, right?"

"If we were open to using our own resources, we wouldn't have to import so much. But think about it, are there any airplanes, aircraft carriers, and tanks that use electricity?"

"Store up food?"

"When small countries fight wars, it's about money. When proxies fight wars, it's about people. When big countries fight wars, energy is the most important thing.

Look at the bear side. Thousands of sanctions have hurt the giants, but for ordinary people, it's just 1,000 rubles. What's the basis for it?"

“Oil reserves?”

"That's right. So, for these big countries, whenever they come across a controllable energy source, they must firmly grasp it in their hands and not let their guard down easily."

"I understand." Li Zhuoguang patted Huang Shiren's butt gently, and Huang Shiren, who was in tune with Li Zhuoguang, understood what he meant.

It jumped off Li Zhuoguang's thigh, ran to the dining table in the dining room, and started doing a handstand.

Li Zhuoguang was surprised and said, "Huang Shiren is doing a handstand."

"Where is it?" Father and Mother Li turned to look at Huang Shiren.

Kankanle flew out of the storage bag, and with the blessing of crimson magic, he chopped towards Li's father's head with unparalleled power.

Father Li felt an itch on the back of his head and reached out to scratch it.

After Li Zhuoguang split a hair on the back of Li's father's head in half, he immediately retracted the flying sword.

After that, he made the excuse that he was a little sleepy, washed up and went back to his bedroom.

Li Zhuoguang, lying on the bed, thought that whether he used concentration to observe or used the flying sword to test, Father Li was just like an ordinary person.

In Li Zhuoguang's view, no matter it was the paper that Li's father was reading in the morning or the car change they just talked about.

They all seemed to be hinting at the importance of energy, especially since he had just obtained the energy car.

So Li Zhuoguang, who was suspicious by nature, couldn't help but try it out, but of course he came up empty-handed.

He lay on the bed and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I'm not the protagonist of a Japanese comic, so how can I have a father who is a hidden boss?"

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

Nothing major happened in the next few days. Li Zhuoguang went to the warehouse at home to inspect the steel bar straightening machine and solar power supply system. He just took a few bottles of Manuka honey from the warehouse and put them into the storage bag. The audience of this high-quality honey generally chooses to buy it in high-end membership supermarkets, and rarely buys it in ordinary physical stores. Therefore, Li Zhuoguang’s warehouse at home usually does not have this grade of honey.

But Li Zhuoguang’s mother recently discovered a new business model, which is a light luxury store in the county.

He bought a small store in any county town with relatively good economic conditions, renovated it lavishly, and purchased the best-selling items from high-end membership supermarkets to sell in his store.

Even small stores have a membership system. Since the stores are not big, they try to carry as many types of merchandise as possible in as small quantities as possible. It would be best if the first person finishes buying and the next person is out of stock and has to wait for the next restock.

This business model perfectly fills the vacancy of Sam's Club in the county and also meets the demand of the county ladies for a light luxury life.

Thanks to Li's mother's strategic thinking, Manuka honey, a product that is basically unsellable in small individual shops, now appears in the warehouse. It is time for Brother Fa Cai to taste some good things.

On the last day, Li Zhuoguang left home, using the excuse of going back to another house to look for something. When he walked downstairs, he looked up at his window again. Sure enough, his parents were standing outside the window, watching him go.

He waved and got into a taxi.

Father Li looked downstairs and said with some emotion: "The child has grown up."

After returning to his house, Li Zhuoguang walked into the study, took out a pen and paper, wrote a suicide note, and placed it in a conspicuous place on the table.

Then he took a shower and changed into loose-fitting sportswear. After three missions, he no longer had to be as cautious as he was during the novice period. The multifunctional combat suit he bought after the first mission was also discarded by him early, just like the Iron Armor.

As the throbbing in his heart intensified, after a missed heartbeat, Li Zhuoguang entered the train compartment again.

As usual, search for passengers first.

After scanning everyone, Li Zhuoguang saw the extra person. A man in an old black windbreaker was lying on the floor of the carriage.

Li Zhuoguang winked at everyone, and everyone came over. He opened his eyes and found that the man was a little stronger than an ordinary person, but not to the point of being inhuman, and there was no energy reaction in his body.

Xiong Facai scanned him with his spiritual sense and said to Li Zhuoguang, "He fell asleep. Nothing serious, just a little malnourished. Wait, he's awake."

The man was probably awakened by Xiong Facai's voice. He turned his head and looked at the people next to him.

Everyone also saw the man's face clearly. It was an ordinary white man's face with a thick beard that looked like it had not been groomed for a long time.

His eye bags were dark and bloodshot, as if he had been sleep deprived for a long time. But his eyes were sharp and blazing, just a hair's breadth away from madness.

When his eyes quickly swept across everyone's faces, he used his torso to exert force and bounced up from the ground.

He reached into his bosom and pulled out a bloodstained hatchet. He rushed towards the crowd, shouting, "Die! Monster!!!"

"Damn it, I knew it would happen again!" Xiong Fa Cai stretched out his bear paw, ready to knock the man down with one blow.

But what no one expected was that the man rushed towards Ariana while shouting "Monster".

He was certainly no match for Ariana, and that hatchet was not a magical weapon.

Just a face-to-face encounter, just like the centipede monster mindlessly jumping on Sanwa's face, not only was he pinned down, but his only weapon was also kneaded into a ball by Ariana like dough.

Everyone else began to look at the man on the ground with strange expressions. When the undisguised Xiong Facai and the supermodel-looking Ariana stood together, any normal person would not regard Ariana as a monster.

Li Zhuoguang squatted down, looked at the man who was still struggling under Aliana's suppression, and asked the doubt in his heart: "Little brother, what's wrong with you?"

(End of this chapter)