126: Chapter 126 The Secret of the Training Camp Base

Chapter 126: The Secret of the Training Camp Base

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Accompanied by the heavenly sound of a ship's horn, a steamship kicked up churning waves and slowly sailed into the port.

After docking at the shore, the bustling passengers disembarked one after another.

"Handsome guys and pretty ladies, fellow tourists, our destination for this seven-day fantasy holiday, Yongan Island, has finally arrived!"

In the ferry terminal lobby, the female tour guide holding a small megaphone stood in front of the tour group and introduced loudly.

"It is a forgotten pearl in the southeastern waters of our country. Its total area is about as large as a medium-sized district in Dongdu City, but its population is less than twenty thousand."

"Although this island is not very famous, its scenery is definitely not inferior to those well-known holiday resorts. Moreover, it possesses even more primitive and natural scenery, as well as unique cultural and historical resources..."

While the tour group waited for the shuttle bus, the Young Miss guide dutifully livened up the atmosphere.

A large group of people carrying backpacks and pulling suitcases either stood quietly or chatted with each other, their faces faintly revealing the exhaustion after a long boat ride.

"This is even better; I just like places with fewer people."

Among the group members, a middle-aged aunt nodded approvingly: "Going to those crowded-to-death places, you don't know whether you're looking at people or scenery."

"Young Miss guide, I am completely uninterested in the scenery here."

Another burly man, about thirty years old, raised his hand and interjected: "I just want to know when the Meditation practice will officially begin."

"That's right."

"That's right."

The others immediately chimed in one after another.

After all, the theme of this trip was the "Soul and Meditation Journey", not simply sightseeing.

These people's words also spoke out Fang Cheng's thoughts, and he likewise cast his gaze toward the guide.

"Rest assured, we have fully considered everyone's needs and formulated a proper and reasonable travel plan."

The smiling female guide talked about the specific itinerary arrangements for the next steps:

"Tonight, everyone will check into the Meditation training camp base specially arranged by us, rest well for the night, and relieve travel fatigue."

"When we gather again at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, I will take you to sightsee the attractions on the island first to familiarize yourselves with the environment here, and then professional spiritual mentors will be responsible for leading the team."

"The training camp will arrange morning classes, evening classes, and outdoor Meditation practice every day, dedicated to creating an unforgettable spiritual experience for you, allowing everyone to both get close to nature and feel their true inner selves..."

While speaking, the sound of a horn rang out, and the shuttle car had already arrived.

Fang Cheng raised his eyes to look and saw a line of striking red characters spray-painted on the body of the bus:

"Truth and Meditation Fellowship".

It seemed indeed correct, and subsequently he followed the crowd to get on the car.

The car drove windingly along the not-so-wide cement road.

Both sides were low yet folkloric-style buildings.

From time to time, through the gaps between buildings, one could glimpse a golden beach and drying fishing nets.

Under the reflection of the setting sun's afterglow, the appearance of an island town abruptly presented itself before everyone's eyes.

The car quickly passed through the urban area and continued driving toward the more remote, densely vegetated suburbs.

Ten-odd minutes later, it arrived at a place similar to a resort composed of old-styled buildings.

This was the so-called "Meditation training camp base".

When everyone got off the car, the sky had completely turned pitch black.

Fang Cheng raised his head and looked at the brightly lit building under the night curtain, but a trace of doubt flashed through his mind.

When driving all the way over just now, he had carefully observed the surrounding environment.

Aside from this seven-story building in front of him, which looked like a retro-style hotel building,

all the other buildings were pitch black with no signs of anyone living in them, seeming to have long been abandoned and left vacant.

Under the cover of woods and weeds, only one building had lights on in the darkness, inevitably giving people an unusually eye-catching feeling.

At this moment, the guide was standing in front of the door calling out names, checking whether all group members had arrived.

Fang Cheng temporarily suppressed the thought of doubt and walked into the first-floor lobby with the tour group crowd.

Through the Young Miss guide's negotiation and guidance, everyone successfully received their room cards and found their respective rooms.

After sorting out their luggage, they went downstairs together in company, preparing for tonight's gathering meal.

Although rather curious in his heart, Fang Cheng did not wander around blindly, but chose to honestly move with the tour group.

The restaurant was located on the west side of the first floor.

When everyone entered it, they found that quite a few people were already queuing up or dining.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed very familiar with the environment here, as if they were regular guests.

Furthermore, they uniformly wore plain white clothes, and their words and deeds were all courteous and exceptionally gentle.

The guide explained on the side that these people were travelers who came to participate in the Meditation trip just like everyone else.

It's just that they arrived earlier, and because they gained a lot in the training camp and were fortunate enough to unlock their wisdom, they voluntarily chose to stay and continue their advanced studies for a long term.

Fang Cheng glanced at these "Seniors", then picked up a dinner plate and lined up at the back of the queue.

The restaurant's hygiene conditions were passable, and the dishes were all inside transparent and clean display windows.

But taking a glance across them, they were basically all vegetarian dishes, looking as though the taste would be bland and lacking in grease.

Moreover, being on an island, there were unexpectedly no local specialties like fish, shrimp, or crabs.

The only food that could be called "seafood" was perhaps that bowl of seaweed soup.

Several group members traveling together couldn't help muttering, having the feeling of being fleeced like fat sheep by the travel agency.

After serving his food, Fang Cheng chose an empty seat and sat down.

Although the dishes were not very appetizing, he still ate them completely clean.

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Subsequently looking at the panel, he nodded slightly.

[You have enjoyed a unique characteristic dinner, Gourmet experience + 1]

Come to think of it, there really was a bit of unique flavor in it, and who knows what kind of seasoning was used.

Fang Cheng put away his dinner plate with satisfaction and very politely placed it at the recycling counter.

After all, even the "All-Whip Banquet" cooked personally by Ma Donghe could be happily resolved, let alone such a minor issue as eating vegetarian for a few days.

Returning to the third floor, Room 305.

After washing up slightly, Fang Cheng walked to the balcony and quietly looked at the night view outside the window.

The location of the training camp was in a hillside woodland.

Looking down from a commanding height, one could see stars filling the sky, like a black satin night curtain.

One could also see the port in the distance with faintly flashing navigation lights, as well as the dimly lit town on Yongan Island.

Compared with the noisy, bustling, and colorful Dongdu,

the night here was exceptionally dark, and also exceptionally peaceful and serene.

If one observed carefully, there was also grayish-white mist curling up in the mountain forest.

This mist seemed to gradually grow thicker along with the night, and was even blown by the wind into the window.

Wisps and threads of it brushed gently against the skin, carrying an unusually crisp coolness.

Fang Cheng took a deep breath, which permeated into his lungs and core.

He instantly felt refreshed in spirit and clear in thoughts, and even the various environmental noises lingering around his ears became much softer and gentler.

He couldn't help praising with a sentence:

"Indeed a good place, no wonder they chose to open the training camp base here!"

According to popular health-preservation sayings, this kind of effect was because the negative ion content in the air was very high.

It helped purify the air, promoted respiratory tract Cleaning and blood circulation, and even regulated the nervous System and improved mental state.

Fang Cheng thought to himself secretly.

This Meditation trip seemed likely to yield no small harvest.

The only unsatisfactory place was that two people had to live in one room.

With a "creak", someone pushed the door open and walked in.

It was precisely the burly man with a square face who had raised objections to the guide at the pier earlier.

Seeing Fang Cheng leisurely standing in front of the window enjoying the scenery, he familiarly picked up the conversation:

"The environment of this place is indeed very good, half mountain and half sea. Going out for sightseeing during the day, the scenery is definitely worth a look."

Seeing that Fang Cheng didn't reply, he then said:

"Little Ma, didn't you notice a big secret that exists here?"

His tone exuded mystery, as if there was some unspeakable matter.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng immediately turned his head to look at him in surprise.