Train to Another World.

Chapter 365 Power
After getting off the plane, everyone returned to Jiajia Building. When they got downstairs, Li Zhuoguang used the excuse that he wanted to have milk tea and did not go up immediately. After a while, Kuang Guohua appeared downstairs of Jiajia Building.

Kuang Guohua did not come alone, he was accompanied by a "child" who was He Fusheng, the man who was bitten together with him sixty years ago. Because they had been pretending to be cousins ​​over the years, he was now called Kuang Fusheng.

When Kuang Guohua approached, Li Zhuoguang rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a large stack of gold bulls, handing them to Kuang Guohua. Kuang Guohua was confused and said, "Thank you, I have money."

"Your money is just enough for daily use, but it is far from enough as activity funds. Take it, and think of it as my retirement salary. Do you know how scary the retirement salary and allowances are for those who participated in the Anti-Japanese War?"

Kuang Guohua remained unmoved, but seeing that Kuang Fusheng was quite interested, Li Zhuoguang stuffed all the money into Kuang Fusheng's pocket and said, "Take it and take good care of your cousin. I will help you rent a house later, and you can move to Jiajia Building so that it will be easier to keep in touch."

Kuang Guohua was about to refuse, but was stopped by Kuang Fusheng. The two of them had wandered in this world together for sixty years, and at their worst they could only sleep on battlefields and drink the blood of the dead.

They were not picky about accommodation, and could live anywhere. But Kuang Fusheng hadn't seen Kuang Guohua smile for more than ten years, and he felt that he would be happier if he could live next to his relatives.

Li Zhuoguang could guess the reason why Kuang Guohua was like this. Human lifespan is limited. If due to special reasons, lifespan becomes unlimited, although the body is healthy, the spirit will slowly become numb. Later on, the temperament may change drastically, or even go crazy.

This is why the Ma family has always been committed to eliminating zombies, because after a good person becomes a zombie, he may still be kind for dozens or hundreds of years, but after hundreds of years, it is hard to say.

However, if a zombie lives long enough, like Jiang Chen, the long years can wash away all the dross and enter a stage of divinity.

Kuang Fusheng's magic was still very effective, and he took two pieces of paper as ID cards and gave them to Wang Zhenzhen for registration. Li Zhuoguang originally wanted them to live on his floor, but at Kuang Fusheng's strong request, they moved into a room next to Kuang Tianyou.

When Wang Zhenzhen handed the key to Kuang Guohua, she felt a little uncomfortable because he looked exactly like her boyfriend. But upon closer inspection, they looked the same but had very different temperaments.

Kuang Tianyou is an optimist, always laughing and cheerful. But Kuang Guohua, just... just...

"He looks like a man who has experienced all the sufferings in the world, shed all his tears, exhausted all his efforts, and buried his emotions." The voice in her ear startled Wang Zhenzhen. She turned around and found it was Li Zhuoguang. She turned back, but Kuang Guohua had already walked far away and seemed not to have heard Li Zhuoguang's evaluation.

"Mr. Li, you scared me to death. Fortunately, Mr. Kuang was far away and didn't hear it. If he heard you say that about him, he would be angry."

"It doesn't matter. He seems to have a good temper. I might stab him but he will act as if nothing happened."

Wang Zhenzhen smiled helplessly. How could someone pretend nothing happened after being stabbed? She suddenly remembered something and asked Li Zhuoguang, "By the way, Mr. Li, I drank too much last time in England and fell asleep. After returning to Hong Kong, I saw the news saying that a vicious crime occurred in the bar where we drank that day. It was a close call that day."

"Yes, it's a good thing we left early. It would have been unlucky if we had run into the criminals head-on."

After chatting with Wang Zhenzhen for a while, Li Zhuoguang received a call from the property consultant, saying that the villa called Tongtian Pavilion that Li Zhuoguang had asked him to pay attention to before had been bought by someone.

Li Zhuoguang knew that it was the general who had arrived, and the countdown to the revival of Nuwa's primordial spirit had begun. So Li Zhuoguang left Jiajia Building, went to the nearest wine shop, picked up a bottle of good ice wine, and went to Tongtian Tower.

Unfortunately, they were stopped as soon as they arrived at Tsutenkaku. Two people wearing leather jackets, who looked like non-mainstream heavy metal players, were looking at Li Zhuoguang with a playful look on their faces, as if they were sizing up food.

Although Xu Fu and Crow thought this person looked familiar, it didn't matter. As soon as I got up today, Lan Dali called me to help clean the house. I hadn't even had breakfast yet. Now there was lunch delivered to my door, which was just right.

Li Zhuoguang was annoyed by their looks: "Xu Fu and Crow, right? If you look at me like that again, I will dig out your eyes and stuff them back into your back."

Both Xu Fu and Crow frowned. They had been hiding their identities for many years after joining the generals, but this man could actually call out their names.

Xu Fu was quite impulsive and wanted to fight as soon as he clenched his fist. If he had any questions, he would capture the person first and then ask. Li Zhuoguang was in a dilemma. It was no problem for him to deal with the first generation of zombies, but the problem was that behind them was the house that Jiang Chen had just bought. How could he fight without collapsing the house? It was so difficult.

"Stop!" Someone shouted to stop Xu Fu, and a bald man in a suit walked out of Tongtian Tower.

Li Zhuoguang nodded: "Power."

The bald man looked at Li Zhuoguang meaningfully and said, "My name is Lan Dali now. May I ask what advice this friend has for me?"

Li Zhuoguang raised the ice wine in his hand and said, "I heard that Jiang Chen moved away, so I came to look for him."

Looking at the ice wine in Li Zhuoguang's hand, Lan Dali understood. Most people couldn't even see Jiang Chen, and even fewer knew that he liked to drink ice wine. It seemed that this person really knew Jiang Chen.

In fact, when Li Zhuoguang approached Tongtian Tower, Lan Dali had already discovered him. Ever since Xiong Facai released his demonic energy, Lan Dali has focused on Xiong Facai, including the people around him. Because Lan Dali knew that the power of the demon was far greater than his own, and that might be an opportunity to kill Jiang Chen.

Thinking of this, Lan Dali smiled. He had tried to instigate Jiang Chen to deal with the great demon but failed. This man was close to the great demon. If he could make him and Jiang Chen enemies, wouldn't Jiang Chen indirectly confront the great demon?

Lan Dali took out a cigar from his pocket and handed it over: "What's your name, friend?"

Li Zhuoguang took the cigar and looked at the label. It was Davidoff. Good taste. “Excuse me, Li.”

"The True Ancestor hasn't come yet, why don't you go into the room and sit for a while."

"Thank you very much."

Li Zhuoguang followed Lan Dali into Tongtian Pavilion, looking like both host and guest were having a great time.

(End of this chapter)