Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Lu Yuguan looked him up and down, feeling like he'd seen that face somewhere before.

"do we know each other?"

"Everyone says I look familiar," Secretary Zhao laughed. "Maybe it's because I'm well-liked."

Lu Yuguan frowned slightly, but did not ask any further questions.

Secretary Zhao walked to the cabinet to the side, took out a document, and handed it to Lu Yuguan: "Young Master Lu, this is a project you were in charge of when you were in the company. Now that you are sober, perhaps you can take a look at it again?"

Lu Yuguan was bewildered: "Me? Isn't this Zhong Ziwei's company?"

“It seems that Mr. Lu has forgotten quite a few things,” Secretary Zhao shook his head. “Yuzi Technology is a subsidiary of Zhong’s Group. Before you fell into a coma, you worked at the head office.”

"Now that General Manager Zhong has come to the branch office, he has naturally brought all the projects with him."

Lu Yuguan raised an eyebrow.

Oh?

So, I'm a business elite too?

Lu Yu was secretly pleased with himself and began to examine the documents.

"I was reborn, reborn as the domineering CEO's pampered husband, but on our wedding night, he abandoned me..."

"..."

Lu Yuguan frowned and continued scrolling down.

"What to eat for lunch?"

"A new fast food restaurant just opened downstairs?"

"The food in the company cafeteria is terrible?"

"..."

Lu Yuguan pinched the bridge of his nose, his lips twitching slightly.

"What the hell is this?"

Secretary Zhao leaned closer, raised an eyebrow, and said, "This page is the meeting minutes sheet; it must have been written by you during the meeting."

Lu Yuguan gave an awkward smile.

Haha.

The perfect white-collar image is shattered.

Now it's time for the ultimate slacking-off king, Little Lu.

Lu Yuguan wiped his sweat, turned the page, and saw several large characters:

"A Proposed Reverse Neural Transfer Technique"

"..."

"What's wrong, Mr. Lu?"

"Exactly," Lu Yuguan forced a smile, "is it possible that, after recovering from a serious illness, one's mind... might not be working very well?"

Secretary Zhao bowed slightly: "Mr. Lu is too kind. You valued this technology concept highly and urged us to speed up the research process many times."

Lu Yuguan secretly groaned, but on the surface he forced himself to remain calm.

He cleared his throat and said, "Really? I've been sick and my memory is a bit hazy. Tell me more details."

Secretary Zhao nodded.

"So-called retroneural transfer is the transfer of one person's consciousness into another person."

"But there is still no solution to the problem of body control."

Lu Yuguan nodded.

indeed.

This project cannot proceed if the question of whether consciousness or the body is the primary factor cannot be clarified.

"but……"

Secretary Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "Although progress has been slow, fortunately, no one's life has been in danger during the experiment."

Lu Yuguan listened, intrigued: "You mean, it's already been tested?"

"Yes."

"How is the test subject?"

"There is no immediate danger to his life, but..."

"Just what?"

"The experimenter is still asleep, and no stable periodic brainwaves can be detected."

Upon hearing this, Lu Yuguan immediately became serious.

"The experimenter's family has no objections?"

“Of course,” Secretary Zhao said slowly, “but we signed an agreement before the experiment, and all participants were volunteers.”

Lu Yuguan frowned, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Volunteer?

It must take immense determination and desperation for someone to willingly become a guinea pig in such an experiment.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Have you tried to wake it up?"

Secretary Zhao shook his head.

"I've tried various stimulation methods, but none of them have had a significant effect."

"Currently, we can only maintain the volunteer's basic vital signs and wait for him to regain consciousness."

Lu Yuguan remained silent for a moment, pondering to himself.

If successful, this technology will greatly expand the boundaries of human cognition, but the ethical and risk issues involved should not be underestimated.

He looked up at Secretary Zhao, his eyes filled with determination: "I want to go see the test subjects."

Secretary Zhao took two steps back and bowed slightly.

"Mr. Lu, I'm afraid I can't comply."

"Ok?"

Lu Yuguan was puzzled.

Secretary Zhao smiled and said, "Mr. Zhong instructed that you cannot go to the hibernation room alone."

Now that things have come to this point, even a fool like Lu Yuguan could tell that Zhong Ziwei had definitely done something to wrong him.

Even though it's a project I'm in charge of, I can't fully get involved.

There must be a problem.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Secretary Zhao said, "Mr. Lu, please take a rest. I'll take my leave now."

Lu Yuguan wanted to say something more, but Secretary Zhao had already pushed the door open and left.

Not long.

After finishing the meeting, Zhong Ziwei entered the room with his subordinates.

His face showed some fatigue, but his brows immediately relaxed when he saw Lu Yuguan.

"Feel sorry."

"Have you been waiting this long? Are you bored?"

Lu Yuguan shook his head, a slight smile playing on his lips.

“Not boring,” he said, waving the folder in his hand. “I have things to do.”

Zhong Ziwei was somewhat surprised and took the folder: "It seems to have recovered well; you can read the files now."

He opened it with a smile, but his expression froze instantly.

The folder doesn't contain any project information at all.

It's all graffiti.

The little figures are crooked and twisted, the monsters are baring their teeth and claws, and there are all sorts of random little ornaments.

Zhong Ziwei paused for two seconds, then chuckled softly.

He raised his hand and gently ruffled Lu Yuguan's hair. "I can tell you're recovering well."

Lu Yuguan thought Zhong Ziwei was referring to the page of the record, and immediately curled his lip.

Forget it.

"You're just praising me blindly."

The young man following behind Zhong Ziwei stepped forward at the opportune moment.

"Hello, Mr. Lu," he bowed slightly with a polite smile, "I am Chairman Zhong's secretary, my surname is Zhao, you can just call me Xiao Zhao."

Lu Yuguan blinked, not quite understanding.

"Secretary Zhao?"

He looked at Zhong Ziwei, then at the young man in front of him.

"its not right……"

He frowned, his fingers unconsciously gripping the armrests of his wheelchair.

"Secretary Zhao is clearly an old man."

Lu Yuguan gestured, "About this tall, wearing a gray suit, speaking slowly and deliberately."

"Ok?"

Zhong Ziwei frowned.

Lu Yuguan added, "Look, he even showed me the documents."

The smile on Zhong Ziwei's face faded.

“Yu Guan,” he said seriously, “my father’s secretary has always been Xiao Zhao. There has never been a second Secretary Zhao.”

Lu Yuguan felt a chill run down his spine.

"impossible!"

His voice trembled slightly, "He was just here! He even talked to me for a long time!"

Zhong Ziwei's eyes sharpened, and he immediately pressed the internal phone button.

"Get the surveillance footage from my office from the past hour."

"Now."

*

monitoring room.

The screen clearly displayed the image of the office entrance.

After Zhong Ziwei left, the door remained closed, and no one entered or left.

Lu Yuguan stared intently at the screen, his fingers icy cold.

"impossible……"

Zhong Ziwei waved for the others to leave, leaving only the two of them in the monitoring room.

He knelt down and grasped Lu Yuguan's cold hand.

“Yu Guan,” he said in a low voice, “you see, no one is coming in.”

Lu Yuguan shook his head frantically.

"he came!"

"real!"

"He even gave me that document!"

Zhong Ziwei frowned, looking at Lu Yuguan's pale face, and softened his tone.

There were never any documents.

"Only your doodles."

"Baby, you must be tired and need to rest."

Lu Yuguan opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but couldn't find the words.

Surveillance footage doesn't lie.

Could it be... just my imagination?