Extraordinary pedigree

The next day.

Rhinefield Middle School.

Rockefeller came to school as usual. This time he was wearing a black uniform, so he was not blocked by the club's guards, nor did he receive any strange looks from the classmates in the crowd.

"I heard that Vic and Colin were both found at home attempting suicide."

"Really or not, I remember they both looked cheerful. Why did they commit suicide?"

"I don't know, but it's okay that they didn't come to school. During the whole club experiment, they were the only ones who kept smiling. They were asked to wear black uniforms, but they didn't wear them."

Rockefeller listened to the two girls in black uniforms talking about their deeds as if nothing had happened, and couldn't help but feel a little chill in his heart. The Vic and Colin they mentioned were one of the people who were full of rejection of this experiment. , and now that he heard that they attempted suicide, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he almost committed suicide by swallowing a gun last night.

If it weren't for Franklin...

Thinking of this, Rockefeller couldn't help but stretched out his hands and tightened his backpack that was placed in the bag slot of the desk.

This backpack contains the reagent that Franklin gave him. He will take time to go to the toilet to inject a dose of the reagent later. Then he will go to the designated location to pick up the leaflets that have been prepared as the youth idol said, and start looking for them in the school. One or more like-minded partners, he needs partners to accompany him in a play.

"Rockefeller, your uniform is washed."

Just as Rockefeller was thinking about the plan, a familiar voice came to his ears. He turned around and saw that it was Jesse. Before, he was blocked at the school gate without a uniform by Jesse and alerted the guards. Before he In his impression, Jesse was a gentle and polite person before he participated in the social experiment.

It is hard to imagine that the person who used to pull his collar and roar at him has become so peaceful now, as if what happened before has never happened, and greets him passionately.

"Ah, yes, I have washed away the juice." Rockefeller replied with a smile on his face.

"This is the right thing to do. Mr. Hilton said that uniforms are a reflection of equality. As long as everyone wears the same clothes on the surface, then everyone is equal within the visible range. The so-called gap between rich and poor will be eliminated at once. Eliminated." Jesse said to Rockefeller with admiration.

Rockefeller only felt ridiculous when he heard Jesse's words.

As long as you don't look at it, does the gap not exist?

If you can even lie to yourself, then reality will become a ridiculous joke.

"Ahaha, you're right." Faced with Jesse's admiration for Mr. Hilton, Rockefeller could only cooperate on the surface.

【Ding Dong~】

The class bell rang, and the students quickly sat down in their respective seats. Their discipline was better than ever, because today was Mr. Hilton's class. For Mr. Hilton, they maintained an uncontrolled and pathological admiration. .

Not long after the bell rang, Mr. Hilton walked in.

Hilton has a slender figure and wears a straight formal suit. The details of the formal suit show his sophistication and taste. He wears a pair of square glasses on his face. The glasses gently hold the bridge, full of an intellectual atmosphere. Intellectual and thoughtful.

He nodded slightly towards the students present, and his brows revealed a somewhat gentle temperament, which made people feel that he was kind and warm.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Rockefeller felt that Mr. Hilton was full of surprise when he saw him, but this surprise only flashed across the other person's eyes. If he hadn't been paying attention to the other person's expression, otherwise he wouldn't have. Absolutely no way of capturing the other person's fleeting emotions.

In the classroom, Mr. Hilton began to lecture. During the teaching process, his speech was clear and his voice was gentle. He treated the students as if he were his own children, which made people feel cordial and trustworthy.

Even Rockefeller, who had always been absent-minded, couldn't help but fall into the rhythm of the other person's lecture. He had to admit that Mr. Hilton was a very good teacher, and his classes were always impressive.

As get out of class was about to end, Teacher Hilton smiled at the students present and said:

"On April 3, I will hold a meeting in the school auditorium. This meeting is related to the future development direction of our club."

Hearing Mr. Hilton's words, the eyes of the students in the classroom became hot. They were full of love for the community created by the collective. The unconscious behavior of the group could so easily replace the interesting behavior of the individual. Rockefeller I tremble deeply at this power.

When Mr. Hilton announced the end of get out of class and left here, Rockefeller refused Jesse's basketball invitation on the grounds of stomachache. He silently hid the syringe he had prepared, and then he went to the men's room alone and walked straight in. A toilet room.

Rockefeller looked around like a thief, and then slowly took out the disposable syringe from his pocket.

"It's like he's on drugs." Rockefeller muttered to himself.

Now this scene is really similar to the illegal behavior of social bad people. They sneak into the toilet, take out a syringe of unknown meaning, and then inject the contents of the syringe into the body. It looks like bad behavior no matter how you look at it.

"If this thing could be hallucinogenic, it would really look like it."

Rockefeller complained in his mind, then he rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and found the humeral vein on the inside of his upper arm. Then he inserted the needle of the syringe and slowly pushed the piston with his left thumb to drain the liquid from the syringe. into one's own body.

The moment the liquid completely flowed into his body, Rockefeller's crow's mouth came true. This thing is really hallucinogenic.

Rockefeller only felt that he was trapped in a dream world, in a bizarre and psychedelic scene.

His vision became distorted, and the surrounding environment was constantly changing, seemingly changing with his imagination. Red smoke surrounded him, and fluorescent green plants grew rapidly in front of him, as if they were telling him something. His heart beat faster and faster, and an indescribable feeling of fear rose from the bottom of his heart, making him at a loss.

The hallucinations in front of him became more and more obvious, and seemed to be conveying some kind of message to Rockefeller. He tried to get out of this psychedelic scene, but his body could not move, and the whole world became distorted and distorted, making him feel extremely uneasy and frightened.

Didi didi~

When Rockefeller regained consciousness again, his mind was filled with chaos and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

"Although the reagent I gave you has been diluted to a standard that ordinary people can use in thaumaturgy, you'd better dilute it with water before use, so that you won't be autistic by the memexin in it. , this kind of thing is extremely poisonous to ordinary people."

Rockefeller's mind rang with the blond young man's previous reminder to him. This reminder really worked. Now Rockefeller is a little autistic. He stretched out his hand and said with puzzled eyes:

"Who am I and what is the purpose of my existence?"

A huge sense of absurdity filled his heart, but fortunately, this sense of absurdity went away as quickly as it came.

When the emptiness in Rockefeller's heart was completely gone, he slowly stood up from the toilet in fear.

"Memusu is really a scary thing."

According to the blond young man, he now has the ability to conceal his existence for 24 hours, but this concealment does not allow him to do anything too outrageous in front of others.

But now is not the time to study what is considered too outrageous. Now he has to rush to get the blond young man to explain his affairs. He quickly recalled the four things that the blond young man entrusted to him in the back of his mind.

One, go to the abandoned warehouse and take out the 6,000 [Mi Mu Advertising] flyers and a pistol that the other party placed there.

Second, secretly announce the [Mimu Advertisement] flyer and avoid causing any reaction from Mr. Hilton. Once the flyer is sent out, ignore it.

Third, find one or more like-minded partners

Fourth, on April 3, if Mr. Hilton is going to give a group speech, that is when he will use that gun.

"Move on it, Rockefeller!"

The young Mr. Rockefeller silently encouraged himself in his heart, and then he went to the abandoned warehouse with all his energy. No accidents happened during the process. After all, Xia Xiu's [Weakened Presence] Mimusu had been cultivated to an extremely high level by him. It’s astonishing. Even a temporary version that has been diluted N times cannot be easily detected by ordinary people.

When Rockefeller easily got the two black suitcases, he still felt a little unsatisfied. This ability to act arbitrarily under the eyes of everyone is really great. If this ability falls into the hands of bad guys and unknown people, In the hands of temperate people, it may cause chaos.

After Rockefeller got the flyers, he took the flyers to the best place he had thought of for distribution - the student locker storage area.

In the student locker area, rows of neat student lockers are quietly placed here.

There are labels on the top of each cabinet, marked with the names of different students. There are various stickers on the door of each cabinet, including cute cartoon characters, cool fonts, and stars full of youthful atmosphere. poster.

Rockefeller unconsciously stopped at the position of a celebrity poster, because the star on the poster was none other than the blond young man who asked him to do things.

In this poster, the blond young man is wearing a black shirt. The shirt clings to his skin, highlighting his perfect figure. His contours are clear, the lines are smooth, and the facial features are deep and handsome, showing unparalleled beauty. Golden eyes are clear and transparent.

I have to say that although this guy has a bit of a bad personality, he is really damn good-looking.

"Bah, what was I thinking, I have to keep working."

Rockefeller shook his head, and then he stuffed the leaflets he had prepared into the gaps in the student cabinets. Soon, he had distributed all the leaflets, and just as he was preparing As he headed to the next area, he heard the scoldings of several boys and the extremely angry roar of a girl coming from the women's restroom.

"Following what others do without thinking and avoiding thinking - neither wanting to think nor having the ability to think is the root cause of this major disaster in social research."

"Jackson, you know what you are doing now. You broke into the women's bathroom without permission and threatened your female classmates. You know how crazy you are now!"

Rockefeller silently walked into the women's restroom, and soon he saw several community defenders wearing black uniforms with red shoulder cloths on their shoulders. They were surrounding a woman with straight features with a fierce look on their faces. In front of the students, the female student's dark pupils were filled with anger.

"Sophie, you are free to withdraw from the club, but if you spread the word in the school that is detrimental to the club and Hilton, we will not tolerate it." Jackson, a fanatical defender of the club, also glared at Sophie , he will never allow anyone to slander his "leader".

"Jackson, you are really crazy."

Sophie looked at Jackson as if he were a madman. The man in front of him could actually go so crazy for the so-called club.

"Because you slandered Mr. Hilton, we will punish you accordingly."

At Jackson's signal, the other defenders pushed Sophie into a single room, and then blocked the outside with debris.

"Let me out, you are really crazy!!!" Sophie slapped the inner door angrily.

Jackson and the other defenders turned their heads indifferently, but their indifference did not last long. When Jackson was about to leave, his feet slipped inexplicably, and then he threw himself face to face on the ground. go.

boom--

The ground was wet, slippery, and seemed to have some indescribable stains.

Jackson endured the pain and raised his head. His nose looked a little crooked, and his two front teeth were missing.

But Jackson didn't care about the pain on his body now. He subconsciously looked back at his companions.

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The scene suddenly became awkward.

After almost a minute, one person finally couldn't help but break the awkward atmosphere.

"Ahem, cough, cough~, Jackson, let's take you to the infirmary first."

"Well, Hao...good."

Jackson himself replied seriously, but his leaky teeth made his words even more funny. At this time, he only felt that his whole head was burning, and his face and ears were covered with flushing.

He wanted to die.

"Then let's go..."

In this way, the embarrassed Jackson left the stage, and Rockefeller, who had been covering his mouth to prevent himself from laughing, slowly pushed away the debris blocking the single room. Then he opened the door of the single room, and what greeted him was a pink Tender fist.

"Punch me."

"Hey, hey, one of our own..."

Sophie, who was already inside and ready to go, subconsciously punched forward after the door opened. When she saw that the enemy outside the door was not the enemy she imagined, she subconsciously stopped, which also caused her to stumble. Jump into each other's arms.

puff--

A beautiful young woman was pressed against a young man, and the two looked at each other.

"Hello, my name is Rockefeller."

"..., my name is Sophie."

At this moment, Rockefeller determined that his third condition had been fulfilled.

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