Zombie Bodyguard

Chapter 1862 - 1859: Hypnotism (Part 2)

"Brother Lin, do you also want to go watch? I know some people in the psychology club, if you want to go, I can get a few more tickets." Qiao Xiaoyi said in surprise, since he has known Lin Tian, he has never seen Lin Tian attend any lectures.

"Of course, I’m waiting for your tickets." Lin Tian said, while sending a message to Xiao Manxuan.

Not long after, Xiao Manxuan arrived at the hospital. It wasn’t far, so driving naturally was quick.

"Seeing you both alright, I’m completely relieved." As soon as Xiao Manxuan came in, she held Mu Binglan’s hand. Although they weren’t in the same class, they often played together and were very good friends.

Mu Binglan smiled and said, "We made you worry, but we are preparing to be discharged, Director Liang has approved. Also, the day after tomorrow Lin Tian and Xiaoyi are going to a lecture, are you going?"

"You’re talking about the psychology lecture, right? I heard there will be live hypnosis at the end, I want to go see it too." Xiao Manxuan said with great interest.

The group agreed, and none of them wanted to stay in the hospital anymore. After packing up, they bid farewell to Director Liang and left the hospital building. Feeling the warm sun again, both Qiao Xiaoyi and Mu Binglan showed genuine smiles; it was only after experiencing life and death that they truly understood the fragility of life.

Of course, Qiao Xiaoyi didn’t know he had saved many people, Qiao Xiaoyi is a mortal, while Ksitigarbha is an ancient powerhouse, but they share common traits: kindness and compassion.

Lin Tian drove Qiao Xiaoyi and Mu Binglan back to their dormitories, then he and Xiao Manxuan returned to the apartment building.

"Lin Tian, are you attending the lecture to see if hypnotism works on Qiao Xiaoyi?" As soon as they entered, Xiao Manxuan suddenly asked.

"Correct. Although Ksitigarbha said when the time is right we will meet naturally, destiny also needs people to strive for it. Doing nothing isn’t my style." Lin Tian replied affirmatively.

"Destiny needs people to strive for it?" Xiao Manxuan muttered softly, glanced at Lin Tian, and then went back to her bedroom.

The next day in class, Qiao Xiaoyi brought the tickets, and his and Mu Binglan’s return received unanimous welcome from all their classmates.

Moreover, Qiao Xiaoyi showed up with a shaved head and did not wear a hat, showing he was in excellent spirits, and he wore simple and unpretentious clothes. From behind, Lin Tian thought Ksitigarbha had returned.

One must admit, after the events of that night, every time Lin Tian looks at Qiao Xiaoyi’s back, he has the illusion that Ksitigarbha has returned.

Since the lecture was scheduled for tomorrow, Lin Tian took the opportunity to look up the lecture’s instructor online; she was a female professor. Her surname was lengthy, but Lin Tian only cared about her name, Professor Melissa.

However, students at Imperial College privately call her Melissa Witch, because her hypnotism is so extraordinary that some believe she practices witchcraft.

Lin Tian always remains skeptical about such introductions, experts concoct all sorts of stories to inflate their reputation and maintain mystery. Who knows if the claims of hypnotism are true until it’s witnessed?

The sun rose and set, and another day passed. By the third evening at seven, the four of them were already waiting in the auditorium. At the entrance, students lined up to check tickets before entering.

Upon entering the auditorium to sit, some girls nearby recognized them.

"Wow, you’re Lin Tian..." Several girls exclaimed, covering their mouths, prompting Lin Tian to signal them to keep quiet to avoid drawing attention. Today the spotlight was on Professor Melissa, and he didn’t want to steal her thunder.

But what displeased Lin Tian was that the first appearance was not Professor Melissa, but those crowd-control assistants. What’s a crowd-control assistant? It’s someone who stands among the audience, coordinating with the lecturer, stirring up the audience’s emotions.

Such assistants are often used in motivational lectures, a reason why Lin Tian dislikes this type of lecture. The lecturer and assistants enforce certain actions and slogans on students, seeming lively on the surface yet utterly false.

A good lecture should capture hearts with the lecturer’s charisma and content, not rely on shouting slogans.

"Call me when they demonstrate hypnotism." Lin Tian said to Xiao Manxuan and closed his eyes to rest.

Actually, he was somewhat regretting coming, as such an opening disappointed him even more with Professor Melissa; perhaps the hypnotism was just a gimmick without any actual substance.

Xiao Manxuan looked helpless because she understood Lin Tian’s character—rebellious and disdainful of falseness and emptiness.

Lin Tian tuned out the lecture, focusing his mind on refining elixirs internally; due to recent events, he nearly neglected his pharmacist pursuits.

The main issue was that the elixir recipes required extremely rare herbs, not to mention the advanced recipes recorded in "Shennong Emperor’s Medical Scripture." Lin Tian couldn’t refine them even if he wanted to, as there wasn’t even the basic materials.

Amid his mental simulation of extracting medicinal liquids, a burst of noise broke his concentration. Opening his eyes, he saw a crowd-control assistant had approached.

Crowd-control assistants were easy to recognize; they were all young people dressed in matching black suits with neckties. The assistant in front of him stood next to Xiao Manxuan, flashing what he thought was his most handsome smile: "Oh, beautiful girl, please join me in following Professor Melissa’s lead to shout..."

The male assistant appeared to be Huaxia, but he spoke in English, giving off a flaunting vibe.

Out of politeness, Xiao Manxuan replied in English, "Excuse me, my throat is uncomfortable. Also, if you are Huaxia, please speak Chinese, we are in Huaxia."

Her words were a gentle refusal and a nudge, suggesting that if everyone was Huaxia, there’s no need to flaunt English, particularly since the assistant’s English wasn’t even better than Xiao Manxuan’s, making the situation embarrassing.

However, as crowd-control assistants, they naturally had thick skin. The male assistant hesitated for a moment, then recovered, reaching out to pull Xiao Manxuan: "Join us, classmate, only then can you appreciate the instructor’s truth..."

This time he spoke Chinese, but Xiao Manxuan furrowed her brow and sidestepped his hand. The male assistant, undeterred, reached out again. The first attempt could be explained as fulfilling duty, but repeatedly trying to pull her clearly showed he was taking advantage. The man’s admiration for Xiao Manxuan’s beauty was all too evident.

Lin Tian grabbed the male assistant’s wrist with his hand and snapped coldly: "Back off!"

"Who do you think you are..." The male assistant scowled, about to reprimand Lin Tian.

Lin Tian squeezed tighter and sternly repeated, "I said, back off!"

Lin Tian’s strength was beyond what the male assistant could endure; wrist pain stopped his follow-up words.

He glanced at the stage lecturer, hesitated to retaliate, and then, shaking his sore wrist, quietly grumbled, "A bunch of domestic students stuck in a well’s view..."

As he said this, the male assistant didn’t just look at Lin Tian but also at the nearby classmates, implying that he himself was a foreign student looking down on local students.