Extraordinary Pedigree.

Chapter 212 Rockefeller's Fantastic Experience

The next day.

Rhinefield Secondary School.

Rockefeller came to the school as usual, this time he was wearing a black uniform, so he was not stopped by the defenders of the club, nor was he stared at strangely by the students in the crowd.

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

"Really, I remember that the two of them usually look cheerful, why did they commit suicide?"

"I don't know, but it's okay if the two of them didn't come to school. The whole club experiment, just the two of them kept smiling. They were asked to wear black uniforms, but they never wore them."

Rockefeller listened to the deeds of the two girls in black uniforms talking nonchalantly, and couldn't help feeling a little chill in his heart. The Vic and Colin they mentioned were one of the people who were full of rejection for this experiment. , and now hearing that they attempted suicide, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he almost shot himself last night.

If it weren't for Franklin...

Thinking of this, Rockefeller couldn't help stretching out his hands and clenched his backpack in the schoolbag slot on the desk.

This backpack contains the reagents that Franklin gave him, and he will find time to go to the toilet to inject a dose of reagents later, and then go to the designated location to pick up the leaflets that he has prepared as the youth idol said, and start to search for them in the school. One or more like-minded partners, he needs partners to accompany him in a play.

"Rockefeller, your uniform has been washed."

Just when Rockefeller was thinking about the plan, a familiar voice came from his ear. He turned his head and looked, it was Jesse. Before he was wearing a uniform, Jesse blocked the school gate and alarmed the defenders. In my impression, Jesse was a gentle and polite person before participating in the social experiment.

It's hard to imagine that the person who grabbed his collar and yelled at him before became so peaceful now, as if nothing happened before, and greeted himself enthusiastically.

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

"That's right. Mr. Hilton said that uniforms are a manifestation of equality. As long as everyone wears the same clothes on the surface, everyone is equal within the visible range. Those so-called gaps between rich and poor are suddenly eliminated. Extinct." Jesse said to Rockefeller with admiration.

Rockefeller, who heard Jesse's words, only felt absurd for a while.

As long as you don't look at it, doesn't the gap exist?
If you even lie to yourself, then reality will become a ridiculous joke.

"Ahaha, you're right." Facing Jesse's admiration for Mr. Hilton, Rockefeller could only superficially cooperate.

【jingle~】

The bell for the class rang, and the students quickly sat down in their seats. Their discipline was better than ever, because today is Mr. Hilton's class. For Mr. Hilton, they maintained an unrestrained morbid worship .

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

Hilton is tall and slender, wearing a straight formal suit, the details of the formal suit show his delicacy and taste, he wears a pair of square glasses on his face, the glasses gently support the bridge, full of an intellectual look Intellectual and thoughtful.

He nodded slightly to the students present, and there was a bit of gentleness between his brows, 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 in the other party's eyes. If he hadn't been paying attention to observing the other party's expression, otherwise Absolutely no capture of each other's fleeting emotions.

In the classroom, Mr. Hilton began to give lectures. During the teaching process, he spoke clearly and had a gentle voice. He treated the students as if he was treating his own children, which made people feel kind and trustworthy.

Even Rockefeller, who has been absent-minded, can't help but fall into the rhythm of the other party's lectures. He has to admit that Mr. Hilton is a very good teacher, and his classes are always impressive.

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

"On April 4, I will hold a meeting in the school auditorium. This meeting is related to the future development direction of our society."

Hearing Mr. Hilton's words, the eyes of the students in the classroom became hot. They are full of love for the community created by the collective. The unconscious behavior of the group has replaced the interesting behavior of the individual so easily. Rockefeller Trembling deeply for this power.

When Mr. Hilton announced the dismissal 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 into the room. A toilet room.

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

"It's like taking drugs." Rockefeller muttered to himself.

Now this scene is really similar to the illegal behavior of social bad guys, sneaking into the toilet, taking out a syringe with unknown meaning, and then injecting the contents of the syringe into the body, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a bad behavior.

"If this thing can cause hallucinations, it will really look like it."

Rockefeller groaned in his heart, then he rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and found the humeral vein located on the inner side of the upper arm, then he inserted the needle of the syringe, and slowly pushed the piston with the thumb of his left hand to draw the liquid from the syringe Inject into your body.

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

Rockefeller only felt that he had fallen into a dream world, in a bizarre and psychedelic scene.

His vision became distorted, and the surrounding environment was constantly changing, as if it was 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 sense of fear rose from the bottom of his heart, making him at a loss.

The illusion in front of him became more and more obvious, as if sending some kind of message to Rockefeller. He tried to get out of this psychedelic scene, but his body couldn't move. The whole world became distorted and distorted, which made him feel extremely uneasy and fearful.

drop drop~
When Rockefeller regained consciousness again, his mind was full of chaos, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

"Although the reagent I gave you has been diluted to a standard that can be used by ordinary people in thaumatology, you'd better dilute it with water before using it, so that you won't be made autistic by the memu element in it. , This kind of thing is extremely poisonous to ordinary people."

In Rockefeller's mind, the blond-haired young man reminded him earlier, and 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 came and went quickly.

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

"Memusu, it's really a scary thing."

According to the words of the blond-haired youth, he now has the ability to hide his existence for 24 hours, but this kind of concealment cannot allow him to do things that are too outrageous in front of others.

But now is not the time to study something that is too out of line, he is now rushing to get the blond youth to explain his affairs, and he quickly recalled the four things the blond youth gave him in the back of his mind.

One, go to the abandoned warehouse and take out the [-] [Memu Advertisement] leaflets and a pistol that the other party put there.

Second, secretly announce the [Meme Advertisement] flyer, and don’t arouse Mr. Hilton’s reaction. After the flyer is sent out, don’t pay attention to it.

Third, find one or more like-minded partners
Four, on April 4rd, if Mr. Hilton is going to give a group speech, that gun will be used.

"Action, Rockefeller!"

The young Mr. Rockefeller cheered himself up silently in his heart, and then he went to the abandoned warehouse with all his strength. There was no accident during this period. After all, the [sense of existence weakened] memu element in Xia Xiu had been cultivated to a very high level by him. It is astonishing, even if it is a temporary version that has been diluted N times, it is not easy for ordinary people to detect.

When Rockefeller easily got two black suitcases, he still felt a little unsatisfied in his heart. This kind of ability to act recklessly under the eyes of everyone is really great. In the hands of temperate people, I am afraid it will cause chaos.

After Rockefeller got the flyer, he took the flyer to the best distribution place he had thought in advance-the storage place of the student cabinet.

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

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

Rockefeller unconsciously stopped at the position of a star 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 that clings to his skin, highlighting his perfect figure. His silhouette is well defined, his lines are smooth, his facial features are deep and handsome, showing unparalleled beauty, The golden eyes are clear and transparent.

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

"Hey, what am I thinking, I have to keep working."

Rockefeller shook his cranky head, and then he stuffed the leaflets he had prepared into the gaps in the student cabinets. Soon, he finished distributing all the leaflets, and just as he was preparing When he was heading to the next area, he heard a few boys scolding from the women's toilet and a girl's angry growl.

“The unthinking following of others, the avoidance of thinking—neither wanting to think nor being able to think—is the root of the present great disaster in social research.”

"Jackson, do you know what you are doing now, breaking into the women's restroom privately, threatening the female classmates, do you know how crazy you are now!"

Rockefeller silently walked into the women's restroom, and soon he saw a few community defenders in black uniforms with red scapulars on their shoulders. In front of the students, the female student's bright black pupils were now full of anger.

"Sophie, it's your freedom to withdraw from the club, but we can't tolerate your spreading words on campus that are harmful to the club and Hilton." Jackson, who is a fanatical defender of the club, also glared at Sophie. , he absolutely does not allow anyone to slander his "leader".

"Jackson, you are really crazy."

Sophie looked at Jackson as if she were a lunatic. The person in front of her was actually so crazy for the so-called society.

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

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

"Let me out, you guys are crazy!!!" Sophie angrily slammed on the inner door.

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

boom--

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

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

But Jackson didn't care about the pain in his body now, he subconsciously looked back at his companions.

"・・・"

"・・・"

The scene became awkward for a while.

After almost a minute, a person finally couldn't help breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"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 moment, he only felt that his whole head was having a fever, and his face and ears were covered with flushing.

He kind of wants to die.

"Then let's... let's go."

Just like that, the embarrassed Jackson left the stage, and Rockefeller, who had been covering his mouth to prevent himself from laughing, slowly pushed away the sundries blocking the private room, and then he opened the door of the private room, and what greeted him was a powder. tender fist.

"Eat my punch."

"Hey, my own..."

Sophie, who had been waiting inside for a long time, subconsciously punched forward after the door opened, and when she saw that the enemy outside the door was not the enemy she imagined, she subconsciously withdrew her hand, which also caused her to stagger. Fell into each other's arms.

puff--

A beautiful young woman was pressing on a young boy, 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 was also fulfilled.

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(End of this chapter)