Chapter 385: Russell Memorial Exhibition

Tran had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, he meets a mysterious, powerful, and erudite man who calls himself "Doctor Strange".

After hearing the question of how I can gain the approval of others, he did not answer directly, but directly presented a variety of different scenarios with great power for me to experience...... And he will pre-set the options where the key decisions are, and then let me choose.

In the beginning, my choices always led to a sad, terrible, and even hateful "ending...... So I started experimenting with options that I would never have chosen before.

Some of those options lead to a more frightening ending, while others can make the original "dead end" suddenly unwinding......

In the process of making choices, I gradually realized that if you want to achieve something, it is right to work hard, but there are many ways to strive for it. One path is extremely difficult, and there is no need to stubbornly not look back when there are other options......

For example, if you want to gain recognition, blindly pleasing or accommodating the effect is not good......

As soon as Tran thought of this, all the scenes disappeared in an instant, and the "Doctor Strange" in the red cloak appeared in front of him again.

Before Tran could express his gratitude, he smiled and walked away on the bridge of starlight.

At the same time, Tran suddenly came to his senses.

He sat on the bed for a long time, then looked out the window and saw that it was already getting dark.

After hastily washing his face with cool water, Tran's brain finally returned to normal functioning, and he couldn't help but think with some trepidation:

What exactly was in last night's dream? Some evil spirit disguised as "Doctor Strange"? Or was "Doctor Strange" himself nearby and hacking my dreams with dream-related abilities?

If it's an evil spirit...... Am I already in some kind of contact with him? But he didn't seem to have any ill intentions...... And my "amulet of light" did not inspire......

If it's the "Doctor Strange" who made a statement, what is his purpose? Is some kind of ritual needed?

As a "young master" from the Extraordinary Family, Tran still has a solid foundation in occultism, and he thinks a lot for a while.

Eventually, he gritted his teeth, and did not use the spell to contact the "family" urgently, nor did he speak to the captain and Lydia so that they would not be worried.

He plans to go to Mr. Gaston or Detective Abner Blaine to perform an "exorcism" or "purification" ritual for him to get rid of any "evil spirits" that may exist.

But when Tran packed up his things and walked out of the cabin, he happened to meet three sailors who usually looked down on him the most.

When they saw Tran, they unabashedly pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, and loudly humiliated Tran.

If he had faced such a scene in the past, Tran would have lowered his head and walked away quickly, or stepped forward to argue that he was not that kind of person......

But in last night's dream, after experiencing too many such scenes and choosing too many different ways to deal with it, Tran felt a little "kind" when he saw this.

He recalled the choice in his dream, and then stepped forward with a blank face and kicked the three of them to the ground.

This was his first attempt to "rebel" in his dream, so it was extremely impressive, and more importantly...... It doesn't turn out bad!

Of course, for the young Tran, this choice is also the most relieving.

The three of them were a little stunned by Tran at first, but when they reacted, they became angry, they usually looked down on Tran the most, and only thought that he relied on the little white face of the captain and Lady Lydia!

After all, Tran had barely been involved in combat before, and had only been responsible for "divination" and "psychicing", which was important to Gwen, but the crew didn't think so, instead thinking that Tran was a liar.

The three of them were about to fight back and beat Tran to the ground, even Miss Lydia's warning.

But to their surprise, the "little white face" they had always looked down on was unexpectedly very capable of fighting! The three of them teamed up to get nothing to gain a bargain for, and were quickly knocked to the ground.

No matter how weak Tran's temperament is, he is still an extraordinary person, and he is also a "martial arts scholar" who is good at fighting!

Tran had not shown it before, because he was afraid that his skills would make ordinary people more jealous, just like he was in the family school, more ostracized, and more difficult to fit in...... But through those options in the dream, he understood that sometimes showing good qualities can also have a positive effect......

For example, in front of him, after beating the three of them, another group of sailors who did not deal with the three people immediately looked at Tran, and took the initiative to approach him, asking how to do it, and his tone was unconsciously much closer.

Don't expect everyone to accept you, that will only make everyone lukewarm to you, learn to make choices. This is another lesson that Tran learned in his dreams.

After settling in with another group of sailors and making an appointment to go to the bar together in the evening, Tran suddenly realized that it was all very similar to the outcome of the dream, and he was a little unsure if it was real or another dream scene......

"Whoever that 'Doctor Strange' is and what his purpose is...... He was a 'learned' man who knew everything about the world! And also the 'mentor' who pointed me out! ”

After sighing in his heart, Tran did not delay any longer, got off the boat and ran straight to Damir's school.

Respect for "Doctor Strange" is respect, gratitude is gratitude, but life is a matter of life, and "purification" and "exorcism" still have to be done.

……

On the other side, feeling the "feedback" brought by Tran, Abner nodded in satisfaction.

This kind of "playing" is really feasible, and the effect of digestion is better than the sum of "justice" and "hanging man" after they know that I am "Doctor Strange...... But it can't be helped, most of their problems are solved by me in the "Source Fort", even if the "Tower" and "Doctor Strange" are linked, but the step of "solving" the problem is still missing......

Well, relying solely on the "playing" of "Rosselto Dream" is actually not complete, at least even if Tran uses it to promote my reputation as "erudite", others will not be able to contact "Doctor Strange......

Of course, Tran, as a teenager from the Extraordinary Family, would definitely not promote a strange existence with a strange origin. I never counted on him, after all, this was only the first attempt, and I had to improve the "Rosselto Dream Technique" in the future.

In fact, the best target is the kind of person that Miss "Justice" has at the beginning, who knows a little about the extraordinary, but not much, but is full of romantic fantasies.

Thinking of this, Abner packed up his "equipment" and then planned to walk towards the entrance of the "Dream Labyrinth Tower" located underground.

With Mr. Gaston's efficiency, it may take a few days for the "liver" to "get out of the spell", and he wants to take advantage of this time to challenge the fifth level of the "Dream Labyrinth Tower" first.

Just as Abner was about to go out, he saw Tran running over with a sweat on his head, and he seemed very anxious.

Did you find out that I did it last night? It shouldn't be...... I didn't show any flaws. Although his heart was weak, Abner remained calm on the surface, and he smiled and asked Tran, who came to him, "Is something wrong?" ”

"Mr. Bryan...... I...... I seem to have encountered an 'evil spirit' in a dream last night...... I'd like to ask you to help me preside over a 'purification' ceremony! Tran gasped for a few breaths and pleaded with a serious expression.

What is this? Am I "purifying" myself? Abner was dumbfounded.

However, he quickly came back to his senses and said in his heart: Isn't this also a "play" of using "knowledge" to solve problems?

So Abner's smile became more sincere, and while simulating "reassurance", he said gently: "Don't worry...... Tell me more about what that 'demon' looks like......"

……

Kingdom Museum, 2 King's Avenue, West End of Beckland.

Although it wasn't a weekend, by the time Klein arrived, there was already a long line at the door, as the "Russell Memorial Exhibition" hosted by the Steam Church was on display here.

In addition to reading newspapers, reading, listening to opera concerts, playing tennis and squash, enjoying various plays, holding or attending banquets and dances, there are only three options left for the middle class to visit the park, see exhibitions and go on vacation, and due to the influence of Russell the Great, annual leave has become a relatively common phenomenon in this class.

Following a good-looking female "guide", Klein soon entered the first exhibition hall, which displayed objects from the daily life of Russell the Great.

There are quilts he slept on, clothes he wears, wine glasses he used, and even the "golden cytoplasm" toilet that Crane read in his diary about inventing for April Fool's Day are on display.

"Emperor, you used this 'toilet' to fool your relatives and friends, but now it has become everyone's 'ornamental' and 'entertainment' items...... This is kind of 'retribution'......"

Klein spat a few words and looked at the other booths, where there was a page of the diary about "constipation" that he had read at the Tarot meeting, as well as many of Russell's "plagiarized" works.

Just as he was trying to use his "clown" ability to control himself and not let his expression change in any way, he found two ladies standing in front of a display case next to him.

One of the women was over 1.7 meters tall, had waist-length chestnut hair, and had a very well-proportioned figure, neither fat nor thin.

She wore a girly yellow cake dress, but she wore a black old-fashioned soft hat, and the fine tulle hung down to cover her face.

The other was relatively young, looking only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a good figure, good looks, and long dark blonde hair.

She was wearing a black dress, and her temperament was inexplicably cold.

The lady with dark blond hair stood in front of the display case with the lady with long maroon hair, staring at the contents for a long time.