Mystery Makes Me Strong

Masao Matsumoto gave the students a history class, and looked at Tsukageda in the back row.

He was a little confused and always felt that the other party was very familiar and important to him.

But I couldn't figure out what it was for a while.

Until the end of class, when the get out of class bell rang, accompanied by the sound of "dangdangdang", he seemed to hear a voice shouting.

"Come back, come back... come back to reality, come back... come back to reality, see the truth of this world..."

"The truth of the world?" Masao Matsumoto had a headache and scratched his scalp. The few remaining hair finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he completely left his post.

Damn, I'm completely bald now, isn't it good, it will take another year to be completely bald?

Wait, how do you know you'll be bald for another year?

Isn't this just before the war, the officers said with certainty that the three-month war had begun?

Masao Matsumoto returned to the office.

Familiar desk, familiar textbook, just why do I always think I should be teaching high school?

I am a top student who graduated from Waseda University! How could it be possible to teach only a poor and broken middle school?

When this thought occurred, Masao Matsumoto felt that something was wrong.

He suddenly stared at the clock on the wall.

The clock is walking slowly but surely, no matter how strong, handsome, or smart you are, you can't beat it.

Heroes such as Oda Nobunda, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and Tokugawa Ieyasu were all defeated in front of it.

It's just that on that clock, why did an eye suddenly appear? An eye with a black flame.

Then, the clock began to change again, the hour hand, minute hand, second hand, respectively, became a bull head, a pig head, a goose head...

An inexplicable ceremony appeared in Masao Matsumoto's mind. Cows, pigs, and geese were placed on a disc according to specific positions.

Then turn the disc, and when the meat on the disc corresponds to the positions of certain stars, he can see the truth of the world.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly left the office without even asking for leave.

He has to go home quickly, he doesn't want to teach middle school!

…………

Masao Matsumoto's home is a one-family house with its own two-story building and a small courtyard.

When he got home, he ignored his wife's surprised and flustered eyes, as well as the wrinkled clothes, and hurried into the warehouse.

He ordered beef, pork, goose from the Internet and started making rituals...

At this moment, he heard the door seem to open and close.

But he didn't care.

He bought another big silver plate and put three kinds of meat on it.

Then some weird lines appeared in his mind.

He took out a fruit knife, cut his fingers, and drew new lines with blood.

Then he looked out the window, waiting for night to fall.

Night is coming soon.

Stars appeared one after another, and he finally saw the few stars that appeared in his mind.

He carefully turned the silver plate so that the meat on the plate was equal to the positions of the stars.

This is actually a variation of the astrolabe.

Soon, he corresponded, after all, the ritual in his mind was very clear.

He couldn't wait to look at the silver plate.

Three kinds of meat, intertwined, a naked eye appeared in front of him, and then another tentacle...

Finally, the layers of fog faded away, and he saw another world!

Low houses, barren crowds, numb expressions, slow pace... and screams from time to time in the distance.

"I really made you discover this bald head... You want to use this witchcraft to curse me, go to hell!"

A man's voice sounded, and then Masao Matsumoto, who was greedily observing the real world, found that he had a sharp knife on his chest.

"How could this be? It's all fake! I'm sure I'm fine, everything is fake! Fake!"

He pulled the sharp knife hard, but his strength became less and less, and finally his eyes only stayed on the silver plate.

The omniscience of chaos, the unity of all things, please save me.

However there was no response.

the next day.

Yueyingtian was still eating breakfast at home, and then a news came on the TV.

"It is said that Matsumoto Zhengnan, a teacher from XX middle school, was killed. The police have solved the case. The motive for the murder is that Matsumoto Zhengnan discovered his wife's derailment and tried to stop it by superstitious means, but was killed by his lover."

"Please remember, viewers and friends, that you must use legal means to protect your legitimate rights and interests."

"How stupid." The serious father shook his head.

"Yes, Mr. Matsumoto is really pitiful. I even gave him natto." The kind mother said regretfully.

Betrayal, love murder?

Yueyingtian nodded, it was normal, Mr. Matsumoto was bald at a young age, and his wife was very beautiful.

The derailment rate of married women in Japan is about 16%, which is close to one-sixth of the probability. It is normal to lose dice.

But he believed that Daoxiangzi would definitely miss it.

It's just that today's class can only be replaced by another teacher.

Unfortunately, Mr. Matsumoto's teaching level is still very high.

Moon Shadow Field sighed slightly.

…………

Off campus, inside a KFC store.

"You're so quick, you got the quest for that astringent task..." Player A said while eating fried chicken, drooling.

"Hmph, that old **** killed me once and lost a level of experience, so I'll put a hat on him." Player B said bitterly, and then recollected something.

"This game copy is good. I've said it a long time ago. It's long overdue to open up these contents. There must be a lot of players coming here." Player A looked around, hoping to see the youthful students.

"Yeah, let's hurry up and do a few more quests, we'll grab the quests in the future." Player B licked his tongue.

"Well, that's right. Let me see, there's another quest here, crazy girl?" Player A looked at the quest panel with a strange smile on his face.

Player B looked down at the brief mission, but his face changed: "You are serious, we are not real players who are lawless, this girl is very pitiful."

"I didn't say it's rude, I mean, I want to be a rescuer and save this poor girl from hell, alas, I really didn't expect that Dongdao is so dark." Player Jia said righteously. .

"It's good if you understand, but you have to remember that we still have a GM in the record, do you want to be permanently banned?"

"I don't want to, this game is really fun."

The two stood up talking, and Player B dropped 300,000 yen on the table, covering half of the table, looking very skilled.

The waiter who came to clear the table was stunned when he saw the money:

"Someone would give such a tip? Anyway, so much money, it's impossible to forget to take it away, right?"

Of course, KFC pays first and then eats, that is to say, the money is not meal money, just tips.

But Japan doesn't have the habit of tipping either. Could it be that those two people are foreigners and don't understand local customs?

"Sir~www.readwn.com~ your money." The waiter rolled up 300,000 yen and chased out the fast food restaurant.

However, when he chased out the door, he couldn't find the two people again.

The waiter held a thick stack of ten-thousand-dollar bills, froze for a while, and then quietly stuffed it into his pocket, which was more than a month's salary.

…………

"Madan, you deducted 100 points from me just now." Player B said depressedly.

"What did you do?"

"It's easy to arouse suspicion from NPCs by saying that I'm throwing money at will."

"Let you pretend, we are tinkerers now, have you seen The Matrix? We are the agents who clean up those awakened NPCs." Player A gloated.

"It's not that I pretended to be coercive on purpose, it's just that I was used to chasing that woman and squandering. Anyway, a little point can be exchanged for 10 million yen."

The two were talking, and at this time they had appeared in front of a mental hospital...