The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 528 The Pure Heart Cultivation Society! (Please Subscribe)

"Waaaaah~"

The sound of the whistle grew closer, and a steam train with more than twenty carriages, like a steel behemoth, slowly pulled into the station.

Dressed in casual clothes, Mu Sheng, flipping a copper coin between his fingers, stepped out of the carriage and onto the ground of Backlund, the capital of the Kingdom of Rune.

Backlund is a city with a population of over five million, bisected by a river.

It is also the most prosperous city in both the northern and southern continents!
Mu Sheng looked up and saw a layer of pale yellow mist filling the air.

The fog obscured his vision, blurring the entire city and making distant buildings appear indistinct.

"This environment is not as good as Constance!"

Mu Sheng was somewhat disappointed. The factories in Constance were also heavily polluted, but the winds that blew year-round had dispersed much of the smog.

Backlund has a larger population and more developed industry, and it lacks the unique climate of Constance, which results in worse air quality.

Mu Sheng raised an eyebrow and skillfully constructed a spiritual filter in his nasal cavity.

The pungent smell disappeared immediately.

"Ding ~"

The copper coin between his fingers was flicked into the air, traced a line in the air, and then fell back into Mu Sheng's palm.

"Little Ji, may everything go smoothly!"

Mu Sheng casually cast a divination, and after interpreting the meaning of the hexagram, he walked out of the station with satisfaction.

Ever since he mastered the ability of a 'diviner', he would always do a few divinations whenever he had a spare moment.

In the mysterious world, Mu Sheng's main goal is to integrate his own abilities, but this does not mean that he abandons the power system of this world.

The twenty-two paths to godhood, each with its unique and extraordinary abilities, were also very valuable to him.

Following the crowd, Musheng quickly left the steam train station.

Suddenly, he flicked his finger, and the copper coin flew off, grazing the hem of his clothes.

"Ouch!"

A cry of pain came from behind, and a figure dressed in coarse linen clothes covered his bright red palm.

"Snapped!"

Mu Sheng grabbed the rebounding copper coin back into his hand.

He glanced to the side and saw a face that was still youthful and innocent.

After thinking for a moment, Mu Sheng threw the copper coin over again, and it landed accurately in the pocket of the young man with the inexperienced face.

Then he left.

He always showed more tolerance towards children who were not yet adults, especially those who were suffering.

After he left, the young man with a youthful face took out the copper coin from his pocket, and a cool sensation immediately entered his body.

The boy was surprised to find that the redness and swelling on the back of his hand had miraculously subsided.

A look of confusion crossed his youthful face as he gazed at the departing figure with a complex expression.

The warmth of strangers always touches people more deeply.

"Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale! The freshly printed 'Backland Daily'!"

Crossing the intersection, newsboys were hawking newspapers on the lawn in the middle of the street.

"Give me one!"

Mu Sheng stepped forward and bought a copy of today's newspaper.

Aside from some recent news, a significant portion of the newspaper articles focused on dissatisfaction with air pollution and smog, and ridiculed the inaction of the Backlund government.

"The residents of Backlund have also suffered from smog for far too long!"

Mu Sheng clicked his tongue and shook his head, then continued to look through the other information.

"Hillston District, this is it!"

Mu Sheng quickly selected his target, shoved the newspaper into the hands of a bewildered passerby, and strode toward the middle of the lawn.

There stood a pillar there, like a chimney.

Below the pillar, there is a place that resembles the entrance to a department store; this is the entrance to the Backlund subway station.

That's right, it's the subway, a steam-powered version of the subway!

Mu Sheng had no choice but to sit down.

After passing through the gate, Mu Sheng followed the crowd and queued up to buy a ticket at the ticket booth.

Following the corresponding route, after inspection, I went down the stairs and arrived at the platform of the station.

"Waaaaah~"

A few minutes later, a loud whistle blared from the tunnel.

The sound amplified several times within the station, sounding like thunder, making people's ears ring.

'It's nowhere near as good as a tram!'

Mu Sheng gave his own evaluation.

On the open ground, in this enclosed environment, the sound of the steam engine running was extremely loud.

Immediately afterwards, a steel monster with two gaslight-lit eyes burst out of the dark tunnel.

It came to a loud clatter beside the platform.

Mu Sheng went to his seat according to the information on his ticket.

A few minutes later, the steam-powered steel python started up again, whirring as it disappeared into the dark subway tunnel.

After one transfer, Musheng finally arrived in the Hillston area.

"No wonder rich people don't take the subway, it's too noisy!"

After listening to the clanging and whirring sounds all the way, Mu Sheng decided to stick to horse-drawn carriages from now on.

Or he could wait until he invents a small steam engine and then build a car himself.

Hillston District is the economic, commercial, and financial center of the Kingdom of Loen.

This area is home to Backlund's stock exchange, clearinghouse, futures center, headquarters of the seven major banks, various trust funds, railway companies, and commodity trading companies.

Similar to Mu Sheng's journey through Wall Street in pre-American America.

Mu Sheng chose to rent a place in the Hillston district because he was drawn to its glamorous nightlife.
No, I mean, I'm interested in the fact that I can access more information about the upper class of the Kingdom of Rune here.

After all, in this world with an extraordinary system, power and status must be supported by extraordinary forces.

Otherwise, any demigod-level high-ranking individual could easily destroy a country's regime.

After a busy day, Mu Sheng finally rented a house. After paying the deposit and two weeks' rent, his pockets were almost empty.

"This money goes too fast."

Mu Sheng reached behind him and found only 1 gold pound and 14 soles.

"Let's look around tonight and see if there's anyone kind-hearted nearby!"

Although he was about to run out of food, he felt no anxiety or pressure.

People in Hillston are all wealthy. Isn't it said that the wealthier people are, the kinder they are?

That's perfect, let these kind people help this poor man, I'm sure they'll be happy to do so!
Mu Sheng stood on the second-floor balcony, looking at the bustling area outside, and revealed a kind smile.

As evening approached, the sunlight gradually faded, and the streetlights along the streets lit up, emitting a pale yellow glow. It wasn't that the streetlights themselves were pale yellow, but rather that the light refracted through the mist and smoke in the air, giving it that pale yellow hue.

Hillston is actually a little better; the slums near the industrial area are so shrouded in fog that the walls of the buildings have even turned yellow.

Around 1 a.m., while the kind-hearted wealthy were all fast asleep, Mu Sheng began his operation.

With the extraordinary abilities of the Transmigrator Sequence, his figure transformed into a blurry blur of light and shadow in the residential area along a dozen streets.

Gold pounds, souvenirs, and pennies.
Banknotes, paper money, copper coins.
Mu Sheng was furious; these rich people had absolutely no manners.

They actually threw trash everywhere—in the basement, in the safe, in the bedroom, and in the living room, it was everywhere.

Mu Sheng could only condemn it while picking up the trash and putting it in his pocket.

However, he didn't pick up all the trash. He only picked up a little from each household and left the rest where they were, hoping that those wealthy people with no manners would realize soon that littering is wrong.

"Thirteen thousand gold pounds! Big cities are great; you can earn that much money just by picking up trash!"

Mu Sheng sighed with admiration, then stuffed the banknotes, still smelling of ink, into his backside.

"We're not short of money for now, it's time to get down to business!"

Mu Sheng reviewed his plans, then went to wash up and rest.

The next day, the entire Hillston district was peaceful and serene.

No one noticed that someone had broken into their home last night and cleaned it for them.

This is not surprising, as each household only collected a small amount of gold pounds in order to avoid making a big fuss.

This amount of money is a huge sum for the poorest people in the slums, but for these upper-class people living in Hillston, it might just be the cost of a meal.

a few days later.

A new company has opened on Elton Street in the Hillston district.

Purifying the Mind Meditation Society!
"Mrs. Moni, is this spiritual retreat really as magical as you say?"

A young noblewoman, dressed in a gorgeous long dress adorned with lace and ribbons on the cuffs and collar, looked at the company building in front of her with some curiosity.

"Mrs. Eva, you'll see once you try it."

Mrs. Moni said mysteriously, her eyes welling up with tears as she recalled her previous experience.

"I can't describe the feeling; it's like walking among the clouds, strolling through a sea of ​​flowers, or enjoying a beautiful performance in the night sky."

Hearing her say that, the young woman Eva next to her became even more suspicious: "Mrs. Moni, what you're saying is too exaggerated. Could there be some problem?"

Eva's husband is an official in the Kingdom's police department, and she has heard him talk about some fraud cases from time to time.

Hearing Mrs. Moni speak so mysteriously, they immediately became wary.

"What problem could there be? The police station is right across the street," Mrs. Moni said noncommittally.

"You'll see once you try; Mr. Victory is a truly capable man."

As Mrs. Moni spoke, she warmly pulled Eva, the young woman, into the Pure Heart Retreat Center.

The first floor is the reception hall. Go up the stairs to the second floor, and you'll find a white room of more than 100 square meters.

The floor, walls, and even the ceiling are all white, giving a clean and pure feeling.

A delicate fragrance filled the air, unlike the perfumes popular in Backlund; it was a scent similar to the fragrance of plants.

Fresh and elegant, it evokes the tranquility and peace of strolling through a forest after the rain.

The young woman, Eva, immediately felt her mind calm down, and her doubts about the spiritual society faded considerably.

'This feels so comfortable. This spiritual retreat is actually quite something. Even if it's not as amazing as Mrs. Moni described, the environment alone is worth the membership fee.'

There were already people there when the two entered.

There was a set of steps on the innermost wall, where a young man dressed in a white robe sat cross-legged.

The young man exuded a holy aura, like a priest leading the faithful in prayer during a church service.

Just as Eva was about to continue observing, a strange sound suddenly rang out, echoing in the white room.

"When~~"

"Buzz buzz~"

The sound was clear, like a mountain stream or the sound of wind in an empty valley.

The young woman, Eva, felt her mind go blank; all her distracting thoughts were shattered by the sound.

At this moment, she seemed to be in the sky, running and laughing on soft clouds, or chasing butterflies in a valley full of tulips.

It's like attending a concert by nature, immersing yourself in the green notes.

It turns out Mrs. Moni wasn't exaggerating.
A thought flashed through Eva's mind, and she was immediately immersed in this unique feeling.

After an unknown amount of time, the young woman, Eva, gradually regained consciousness.

"Hmmmm~"

Eva let out a soft, comfortable moan.

so comfy!

All fatigue disappeared, both physical and mental; I felt completely refreshed.

"you're awake?"

As soon as Eva opened her eyes, she saw Mrs. Moni getting close to her face.

"How was it? Wasn't it comfortable? I didn't lie to you!"

"It really feels very comfortable, and I feel completely relaxed," Eva nodded, indicating her approval.

She then noticed that the white-robed man who had been sitting on the platform was gone.

"How long have I been asleep? Where is that person?" Eva asked curiously.

"You slept for thirty minutes, a full half hour."

Mrs. Moni gave her a strange look: "Master Victory said that the more negative emotions and stress you have in your heart, the longer it will take to clear your mind for the first time."

Eva's expression immediately became somewhat unnatural, and she quickly changed the subject:

"Master Victory? Is that the person who was sitting on the steps just now?"

Mrs. Moni didn't dwell on what was on Eva's mind, but instead answered her question:

"Yes, that is Mr. Victory, the founder of the Pure Heart Retreat."

"Mr. Victory has extensive knowledge in the field of psychology. What you just experienced was his use of hypnosis to release the negative emotions you had inside."

Can psychological hypnosis achieve this level of effectiveness?
Young woman Eva was curious, and at the same time, she became even more interested in Mr. Victory.

"Why is he gone?"

"This is a free trial. Mr. Victory left after leading the retreat. You need to become a member to attend the subsequent courses."

"A membership? Then please sign me up for one!"

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In the lounge behind the white room, Mu Sheng fiddled with the copper coin in his hand, his gaze fixed on Backlund outside the window.

"The bait has been thrown in; now we just have to wait and see when the fish bite."

He founded some kind of spiritual retreat, not really to provide psychological therapy to a group of wealthy women.

(End of this chapter)