Extraordinary pedigree

Terra Calendar 1590.3.26

Berlin Region Baden-Württemberg

Karlsruhe.

A bright yellow bus is parked on the side of the road, showing its eye-catching appearance. The upper compartment and the lower compartment are connected to each other, which together form the whole bus. The outside of the compartment is painted bright yellow, making it look more attractive. It is like a bright landscape in the busy city.

There are white letters and numbers on the windows on both sides of the car body, showing the bus routes and stops.

At this time the bus has reached its final destination.

[Stop ahead: Rhinefield Community]

"Puff——"

The front and rear doors of the bus opened automatically, and the passengers with strange faces got off the bus in an orderly manner.

A handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes also walked out of the car. He was wearing a black windbreaker, covered with a layer of white lining, which highlighted his tall figure and perfect lines. He wore a black top hat. On the top of his head, it highlights his perfect facial features and elegant manners.

Behind the blond young man was a beautiful woman wearing pink clothes with dark purple hair and a large white-haired dog.

"Abraham, what are you doing here?"

Ahabat looked around curiously, and soon she discovered something unusual here.

All the walls near here are painted with red paint to make a special triangular gesture. In the center of the triangular gesture is a sun. The surrounding roads are also full of potholes, with a pungent smell of kerosene and something like burnt rubber. The pungent smell came from the road at the same time.

[Hope] wrinkled her nose slightly and looked along the road where the pungent smell came from.

Scrapped tires are burning on the road. Some people holding Molotov cocktails, wearing black hoods, and wearing black masks to cover their faces are surrounding the burning tires, similar to the howls of excited apes in the zoo. Coming out of their mouths, they gathered around the tire like cultists performing some kind of ritual.

"That's..." [Hope] clearly smelled the familiar smell from those wanton people on the road ahead.

Xia Xiu squinted his golden eyes and looked at the crowd, and he whispered:

"Deniers."

[Negator] is Anut's ability. She is the representative of [Absence]. She can dig out the "will" of intelligent creatures and make them void inside, turning them into deniers and unbelievers. Become a blind man who acts recklessly.

Deniers are violent and seek to destroy the fabric of things they cannot understand. They are loosely organized and believe in all the devout believers, soothsayers, and strange gods.

Some of their members have begun to suspect that they actually know nothing about the world. They believe that everything in textbooks is deceptive. They claim that the world may be square. They have only a half-knowledge of all truths and pretend to be sophisticated.

Deniers are easy to identify among the crowd. They are cowardly, hypocritical, talk about scientific theories, and put on the airs of experts. Anyone who conducts rational analysis with them will have a negative attitude. This kind of denial is not full of content. There is a certain amount of useful content, but they deny it just for the sake of denying it.

Those who wantonly wield the spear of public opinion and stand in the sun to punish innocent people are the deniers.

They despise the visible truth and everything today. They hold inexplicable fanaticism for the great men who have passed away, and have deep confidence in the lies they hear from hearsay. For them, the world must be black and white.

"Abraham, I think we'd better stay away from them."

[Hope] looked at the deniers who were causing trouble and said with a look of disgust. She looked at the deniers as if they were looking at something pickled.

"Anut's [Negizer] is very disgusting. The entry called [Negation Halo] can forcibly reduce intelligence. As long as there are three people in a group, this thing has very terrible pollution. It's still that It’s a Meme virus that’s hard to be immune to, and the people here look like they’re in their early fifties.”

[Hope] Hidden behind Xia Xiu, casually tugged on his clothes to keep him away. After all, deniers are just like Yoneda. The smell can make you uncomfortable for a while. If you touch them, then It's even more uncomfortable than death.

"They can't see you. I'm turning on [Presence Reduction], so they can't see me either. Don't be too nervous."

That's what Xia Xiu said, but he was still very honest and stayed away from the naysayers on the road.

There is a very good saying: Everyone is afraid of having a mop stained with feces.

"Aqib really didn't lie to us. Anut is really here, so Ativik should be here too."

At this time, Ahabat and Xia Xiu stood in the distance and watched the deniers' nonsense. These deniers lit Molotov cocktails one by one, and then threw the Molotov cocktails wantonly on the nearby road, with splashing sparks and blazing red flames. Light, even if they are wearing masks now, their ugly and unusual appearance cannot be concealed.

"She is definitely here too, [absence] and [dominance] always mirror each other, groups are formed not 'due to equal conditions and the spread of mass education' but 'from the fragmentation and isolation of a highly atomized society'" To.”

Xia Xiu took out a small notebook from [Dimensional Pocket]. He was writing something in the small notebook while replying to Ahbat.

"What the [rabble] needs is [brainlessness]. Only these brainless people can constitute the rabble she Ativik wants. Look, these deniers are not the most ideal brainless people.

Low intelligence, no reasoning, lack of criticism, easily suggestible, gullible and blind, impatient and surly, emotionally exaggerated, with high or low moral standards. Look, what a perfect bullet. "

Looking at the deniers, the blond young man's mouth revealed a playful smile, and his golden eyes were full of mockery at this moment.

"These bullets don't know when they are loaded into the magazine. They will only shoot out in a predetermined trajectory. They don't even know the person holding the gun."

At this time, Ahabat once again realized Xia Xiu's venomous tongue and evil intentions, but now she was even more curious about what Xia Xiu was writing. She flew over and took a look curiously.

On the notebook are rows of names and rows of government policies. These are the names that the deniers were clamoring for just now.

"Abraham, what are you..." Ahabat looked at the handsome face of the blond young man in confusion.

"In addition to [denial halo] and [denier transformation], [denier]'s [entry] also has a core [entry] - [advocating the past and satirizing the present]."

"People always remember and miss the past culture and traditions. This may be due to the beautiful memories and yearning for the past, or it may be due to dissatisfaction with the current society and disappointment with the current culture, social changes and rapid development It was so confusing and unsettling that searching for and reminiscing about past cultures and traditions became a form of catharsis and comfort.

This is the crux of every era. We always think that the things that have passed away are beautiful, and we always romanticize the past. It seems that in the past time period, there were the most beautiful things, the most brilliant pearls, and the most brilliant pearls. The purest simplicity.

However, this is just wishful thinking. As time goes forward, people can only move forward. Exaggerating and idealizing the past and ignoring its flaws and shortcomings are the favorite things of the deniers. They open their mouths and tell what the sages of the past were like. What great things have happened in the past.

As if by doing this, you can become them.

Cowardice has led them to reject and deny modern society and culture. Even though they are also beneficiaries of the current society, they always deny it without thinking. "

"Looking at their faces, these deniers have not yet evolved from feces into latrines, which proves that [lack] has not yet performed the ritual of [advocating the past and satirizing the present]."

"And if [Missing] wants more deniers, then she needs to focus everyone in a public place, and then find a sage who has been unlucky for eight lifetimes from countless sages, and let the other person become them Let it serve as a beacon and gather more deniers.”

After Xia Xiu finished writing the names of the people in the small notebook, he crossed out the names one by one. Finally, he wrote down the only useful information among the complicated information he spewed from the deniers on a single line in the notebook.

[April 3, protest meeting in the city center square, protest content: protest for the sake of protest. 】

After writing this, Xia Xiu closed the notebook directly.

The reason why he always stood not far from the deniers was to get useful information from them. These deniers always shouted loudly when talking to each other, for fear that others would not know what great deeds they were going to do.

"On April 3rd, Anut will most likely appear in the city center square. After all, the ceremony of anchoring the beacon needs to be performed by her personally."

After Xia Xiu got the information, he immediately stayed away from those who denied it. Their dialogue was so mindless that it simply crushed people's IQs to the ground and stamped them madly. He was afraid that if he listened for a few more seconds, he wouldn't be able to help but laugh. Break their mouths.

Ahbat followed Xia Xiu quietly. Although she was full of curiosity and speculation as to how Xia Xiu knew so much information about Alice, thinking of Xia Xiu's sinister character, she stopped immediately. I asked about my thoughts.

"Next, let's wait until April 3rd, then go directly to the city center square to guard Anut, and then deal with her like we dealt with Aqib." [Hope] waved his little hand to Xia Xiu with an excited look on his face asked.

"Dealing with her is not as easy as dealing with [Desolation]. There will probably be tens of thousands of people in the city center square by then. If my [Absurd Control] directly controls tens of thousands of deniers, I'm afraid I will be directly affected by the [Halo of Negation]. Cut him into a fool."

Xia Xiu rolled his eyes and said "Hope" speechlessly. This guy has brains, but not much.

"I still need to go to a place to look. If I guess correctly, Artivik is probably in that place."

"Where?" Ahbat asked curiously.

"Rhinefield High School."

Xia Xiu replied calmly. When he said this, his golden eyes shone with an inexplicable luster.

In a previous life, the climax of the "rabble" was in France, where the largest wave of protests in history occurred.

Xia Xiu once got a list of leaders of the wave, and he discovered that several of them were from the same school, and that school was Rhinefield Middle School.

Artivik, her stage team is most likely set up there.

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Rhinefield Middle School.

"Why aren't you wearing a black uniform? The uniform is a symbol of the society. If you don't wear a uniform, you are contemptuous of the society and the leader!"

Rockefeller was stopped by Jesse, who changed his usual gentle character and was pulling his collar roughly, all because he was not wearing uniform black clothes.

This is so ridiculous.

As Rockefeller was being pulled by Jesse, many people in black uniforms nearby also came over, including a few people with red logos on their left shoulders. Rockefeller remembered them, and they claimed to be the bodyguards of the society. Or, their special feature is that they wear a shoulder cloth with a triangular hand gesture engraved on their left shoulder and a sun embedded inside.

"Rockefeller, why are you not wearing a uniform today? Have you forgotten the teacher's teachings to us? The meaning of uniforms is to make groups non-discriminatory and make everyone a loving family. Tell me, why are you not wearing a uniform?"

A tall defender came to Rockefeller. His eyes were cold at this time. If Rockefeller did not give him a reasonable explanation, no one would doubt that he would do something drastic.

He is Jackson, the most ardent defender.

If Rockefeller could not give a reasonable explanation, he would definitely do something outrageous.

An example is John, who was beaten black and blue because he refused to make the triangle sign during a rally.

"I, I, I..."

Rockefeller's mind was spinning rapidly. Looking at Jackson who was getting closer, a sudden idea flashed in Rockefeller's mind. He raised his hands above his head to form a triangle-shaped gesture, and then he shouted :

"My uniform was stained with juice while eating. You know, if I came here wearing a uniform stained with juice, wouldn't it be disrespectful to the club!!"

After Rockefeller made the triangle gesture, everyone in uniform, including Jackson, responded uniformly to him. Their actions were so pious.

"My brother, I misunderstood you." After Jackson returned the gift, he seemed like a different person.

"Yes, it would have been over if you had just said no. The club is not an unkind place. The uniform is just a facade. Without the uniform, we are still a family." Jesse also returned to his previous gentle and polite manner.

"Hahaha..." Rockefeller kept an awkward smile on his face.

At this time, his heart was filled with a sense of absurdity.

If I remember correctly, the club has only been established for four days. Why do you...

I had a bad stomach, it hurt so much, I almost gave up...