Extraordinary pedigree

"I...I remembered, you are the lost idol, Franklin!"

After a brief moment of confusion, Rockefeller suddenly realized where he had seen this blond young man before.

The blond young man in front of him is Franklin, the idol of the new generation whom he often saw on TV a while ago. His sister likes him very much. After hearing that he was missing, her sister was sad for several days.

"Well, this is indeed one of the names I have used before. If you like, just call me Franklin."

Xia Xiu smiled, and then he threw the notebook on the desk and slowly stood up from the chair.

Xia Xiu's height of 1.9 meters made Rockefeller look up at him. After all, Rockefeller was still a student, and his height was only over 1.7 meters.

"you······"

The oppressive feeling brought by the blond young man to Rockefeller was so great that he didn't know what to say for a moment. He opened his mouth to ask what was going on in the situation just now, but the mysterious feeling about the blond young man failed. He didn't know what to say.

"You just want to know what happened to you just now."

Xia Xiu slightly squinted his golden eyes, with an unusually warm smile hanging on the corner of his mouth. He looked as friendly as a neighbor.

"Yes, it is."

Looking at the genial smile of the blond young man, Rockefeller's nervousness eased a lot. He said silently in his heart: This is a good man.

"In your situation just now, from the perspective of thaumaturgy, you were hit by a [term mime pollution] called [institutionalization]. This [entry pollution] has two sides.

On the one hand, it can make people gradually adapt to and identify with certain rules and systems in a specific environment. On the other hand, it can eliminate people who do not fit into that specific environment. As for how it is eliminated, you have just experienced it. "

Entry? Memu pollution?

The unfamiliar terms filled Rockefeller's heart with confusion. Faced with his confusion, Xia Xiu used a less popular expression.

"To put it simply, the people in your school have been brainwashed by your teacher Hilton, and your thinking is relatively axial, so you have escaped his brainwashing, and he feels that students who cannot be brainwashed are not good students. So I decided to kill you, and as for the way to kill you, you can understand it as hypnosis."

The blond young man showed a bright smile and said, "I understand now."

"Well..., if you put it this way, I generally understand."

Rockefeller nodded hesitantly. Although he still had many questions, he generally understood his situation.

"According to what you just said, the entire Rhinefield Middle School has been brainwashed by Teacher Hilton, so should I call the police immediately..." Rockefeller said slowly, carefully considering his tone.

However, he was only halfway through his words. The golden eyes looking down at him showed a sharpness and edge, and it seemed that the other party could see his little thoughts at a glance.

Rockefeller's little idea was just to try to induce the blond young man in front of him to reveal more extraordinary knowledge that he didn't know through words, and to get him to help him solve the brainwashing problem at Rhinefield Middle School.

Under the gaze of those golden eyes that revealed a hint of amusement, Rockefeller became extremely nervous again.

"You are a smart man. I like talking to smart people, because this way I don't have to take too many detours." A warm smile appeared on Xia Xiu's face again. He reached out and patted Rockefeller's body to indicate that he didn't need to be so nervous. .

Rockefeller asked slightly uneasily:

"You...what do you need me to do for you?"

"Of course it's to save Rhinefield Middle School." Xia Xiu replied with a smile.

"Save Rhinefield..."

"Yes, and only you can do this."

"I······"

Rockefeller became nervous for a moment. Today was a magical day for him. First, there was an inexplicable suicide, and then there was the appearance of a young idol who was declared missing. And now the young idol said that he would save himself. Brainwashed Reinfeld.

Is he performing some passionate inspirational novel for teenagers?

"What I need you to do is actually very simple. Come on, take this first." Xia Xiu took out the flyer he had prepared earlier from the [dimensional pocket] and handed it to Rockefeller, who was still in a dazed state.

"What's this?"

Rockefeller stupidly took the flyer handed over by the blond young man, and then he looked down at the content of the flyer in his hand.

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[Dear classmates:

We are a group of ordinary people who care about social justice, and we will not stand by and allow a few individuals to gain undue power and dominate the entire school.

We oppose all forms of dictatorship and any form of persecution and violence.

Recently, Mr. Hilton's social experiment "How Many Days Does a Dictatorship Take?" 》has entered the path of magic. Through so-called "experiments", he tried to prove that as long as a person is given excessive power, he will abuse this power and even move towards dictatorship.

The experiment itself had good intentions, but Teacher Hilton excessively violated the dignity and freedom of the students through this experiment, and this experiment also had serious scientific flaws.

We have to say that this experiment itself has become a ridiculous joke at this stage, and it is not consistent with any real social situation.

Society is not determined by one person alone, but is the result of everyone's participation in decision-making. We do not accept the experiment of one person's dictatorship, let alone the dictatorship of one person.

We call on all students to join us in defending justice and freedom in society. Let us oppose Mr. Hilton’s so-called dictatorship together and pursue true freedom and equality!

Let us move forward hand in hand! 】

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When Rockefeller looked at the leaflet in his hand, he felt that he was deeply attracted by the words on it. These words seemed to have a profound magic power and fascinated people.

Snapped--

A crisp finger snap woke Rockefeller out of his obsession.

"ah--"

Rockefeller was frightened by the familiar scene just now and raised the flyer in his hand. He fell to the ground. The flyer was floating in the air, and then it was held again by the calm-looking blond young man.

"You, you, you...just now...I just..." Rockefeller looked at the blond young man holding the flyer incoherently.

"Don't be so nervous. This is a relatively expensive [Mimu Advertisement]. It's really expensive. It costs 100 yuan per piece, but the effect is really good. It's rare for ordinary people. [Memu ads] cause huge cognitive pollution.”

Xia Xiu smiled and comforted Rockefeller, who was hesitating on the ground.

The flyer in Xia Xiu's hand was made by himself. He had studied Meme studies when he was studying in Luyuan, and naturally he had studied some famous Meme viruses and Meme contamination in history.

And the leaflet in his hand is a relatively famous form of Memu pollution.

Meme pollution, which has the extraordinary ability to spread widely and brainwash, has been used in advertising a long time ago. In the early days when the control of the Kingdom of Heaven was not so strict, they were all kinds of colored leaflets. Flying freely in the supernatural world of Terra, the believers of [Shalish] also relied on these flyers to catch thaumaturges who were blinded by lust one after another.

Even the human incarnation of [Sallis], who inspired people to walk the world with pure beauty, wrote a book "The Pure Communication Effect of Memu" for this purpose. Well, this book is the teaching material of Memuology in Luyuan one.

It is also because of this book by [Sales] that this originally prosperous industry was slapped down by the Kingdom of Heaven.

Originally, it was no problem for you to secretly engage in Seuse, but if [Ether Monarch] follows along and engages in Seuse, the problem will be huge.

Therefore, this kind of marginal [Memu Advertisement] was later listed as a key target by the newly elected Heavenly Kingdom Resolution Assembly. Under a series of restrictions, this thing also became Terra's Extraordinary along with the [Somatosensory Yellow Disc] Gray industry in the world.

As for why they don't ban it completely, it's because the Kingdom of Heaven understands that it's better to block it than to open it up, and they can't block it either.

"You want me to spread this kind of flyer in the school, right."

Rockefeller also realized at this time what Xia Xiu asked him to do. If this kind of magical leaflet spreads on his campus, it might really be able to fight fire with fire.

"Um."

Xia Xiu smiled and nodded. He raised the flyer in his hand and said to Rockefeller:

"I have prepared six thousand leaflets like this."

Xia Xiu just made a sample of this thing. When he went to the Sixth Hub later, he specifically found a black factory that was not well known to ordinary people and placed an order for 6,000 [Mi Mu Advertisements].

How much?

Rockefeller wondered if he had heard correctly.

Six thousand sheets, one hundred per sheet, wouldn’t six thousand sheets be six hundred thousand...

"If you help me complete the task I gave you, I will transfer 100,000 to your account."

Rockefeller looked at the blond young man with a warm smile. He seemed to see a golden halo on his forehead. That halo was emitting a dazzling light, which was the light of money.

Rockefeller swallowed subconsciously. He did not doubt what the blond young man said, but his desire for money did not destroy his reason.

"If I spread these flyers in school, I will soon be beaten to death by the defenders around Teacher Hilton."

"I have thought about this, so I prepared another thing for you." Xia Xiu took out a Mimusu element he made from his [dimensional pocket].

"What is this?"

Rockefeller once again took the small bottle handed over by Xia Xiu with a confused look on his face. The small bottle contained a bottle of transparent liquid.

"This is a meme called [presence weakening]. It can help you complete the communication task in school without anyone noticing." Xia Xiu continued to unlock it to Rockefeller with a smile.

The bottle in the opponent's hand is a diluted version of the [presence weakening] mimexin on him. Although it cannot achieve the effect of being completely hidden from the crowd, it still has the effect of secretly handing out leaflets without being discovered. .

After listening to Xia Xiu's words, Rockefeller subconsciously tightened the small bottle in his hand.

"I want to hear the details of your plan before deciding whether to agree to your request."

Although he looked at Rockefeller showing fear, his eyes remained firm.

Looking at Rockefeller like this, the corners of the blond young man's mouth turned up unconsciously.

That’s it.

Xia Xiu had already determined that Rockefeller had fallen into the trap. As an old social worker, he had profound experience in how to deceive and encourage newcomers. The way the other party looked now was equivalent to an agreement, so he smiled slowly. Tell him one by one what you are going to ask the other person to do.

The more Rockefeller listened, the more entangled he became. Especially when he heard the last few requests from the other party, his newly built confidence collapsed.

"Are you sure I won't die if you do that?" Rockefeller looked at the blond young man with an uneasy expression.

Hearing Rockefeller's slightly timid words, a bright smile filled the face of the blond young man, and he said in a gentle tone:

"You have already listened to so much information. Do you know what will happen if you refuse now?"

"········"

Looking at the bright smile of the blond young man, Rockefeller felt his heart go cold. He did not dare to guess whether the other party was joking with him.

"I...I agree to participate in your plan."

"That's right."

Xia Xiu smiled and patted Rockefeller's shoulder again, with an "I'm very optimistic about you" expression on his face.

"Tomorrow I will put a black suitcase in the promised place, with a leaflet inside. Before you take it, inject memucin according to the dosage I told you. Remember not to inject too much at one time, otherwise it is easy for strange things to happen. Technological distortion.

As for Hilton, you can rest assured that he actually doesn't know when his [Institutionalization] will occur, so if you don't die, he will only think that it is because your [Cognitive Resistance Coefficient] is relatively high. "

Before leaving, Xia Xiu gave Rockefeller one final explanation of the precautions. But when Rockefeller was about to continue asking about the details, he had already disappeared.

Looking at the blond young man who suddenly disappeared, Rockefeller lowered his head and looked at the vial and leaflets in his hand. Their existence told him that what he had just experienced was not an illusion. He had really come into contact with another level of the world.

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Near the Rockefeller home.

As night fell, the dim light of the street lights shone on the sidewalk, and a blond young man walked alone on this quiet street.

The shadow under the street lamp was stretched so long that it seemed to blend with his figure. The buildings on both sides of the street had been closed, and the blinds on the windows rustled with the breeze. At this time, the street became particularly quiet. , only his lonely footsteps echoed in this street.

"Abraham, the [ruling] thing is finally done." A clear and unusual voice sounded in Xia Xiu's ears.

Xia Xiu looked at that energetic figure as usual.

Under the night, a woman in a pink dress danced in the air. She had gorgeous long dark purple hair that danced lightly in the breeze. Her emerald-like eyes looked through the soft light. Looks particularly energetic

The purple-haired woman's facial features are exquisite and clear-cut, as if they were carved. At this time, her red lips were slightly opened, revealing a set of white teeth, which made her look particularly charming.

"Well, all the mines that need to be buried have been laid. The next thing is to wait for them to explode."

Xia Xiu smiled at the lively [Hope] and replied.

Victory is getting closer and closer to him.

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