indescribable bubble

"Playing tricks." He sneered and shattered the teacup.

The steaming tea condensed into a snake shape, crawling towards a corner of the room.

"Comrade, this is not hospitality."

Three men in gray robes and holding scriptures appeared in the room.

A man in the middle smiled slightly, stepped forward and trampled the water snake to pieces.

"Humph"

Professor Nakamura frowned and looked at the few men who came uninvited. They had suspicious writing all over them.

"I don't have guests like you, so go back if you have nothing to do."

These guys look like radicals from suspicious churches. Professor Nakamura is very wary and doesn't want to have anything to do with them.

If possible, he hoped that the other party would just retreat.

"We have come in good faith, comrade."

It was the same man who spoke, and he said seriously: "We chose to meet you here instead of the school, isn't sincerity enough?"

Hearing this, Professor Nakamura's face softened slightly.

That's right, this place is different from school, it's his private space.

In this bedroom, Professor Nakamura has set up many mysterious traps, which can fully exert [-]% of the power.

It was also benefited from seeing through their hiding place at a glance just now. If it was at school, it would be hard to say.

"It seems that our sincerity is not enough, um, comrade, do you like that?"

The man looked thoughtfully at the wall next to the bed, which was densely pasted with photos of Ikuko Sakakihara.

Some are eating, some are holding their heads in a daze during class, some are running in the playground, some are sleeping in bed, and some are taking a shower...

Through these photos, the man felt the deep obsession of Professor Nakamura.

He couldn't help laughing: "Comrade, if it's inconvenient for you, we can do it for you, promise"

"Shut up!" As Professor Nakamura scolded, the atmosphere in the bedroom changed.

It was originally a cozy room for an old man living alone, but at this moment there was a cold killing intent.

"Try to touch her!" Ikuko Sakakihara meant a lot to him, so Professor Nakamura sternly shouted without thinking about it.

"Ah, calm down, calm down." The man comforted his companion who was about to move, and shrugged helplessly.

"We have never dealt with outsiders very well. We thought that comrades would be better, but we messed up."

"...Why do you keep calling me comrade?"

Professor Nakamura looked puzzled, and his heart was already boiling with murderous intent.

He didn't think much about it just now when he was in a hurry, but now that man has realized the importance of Ikuko Sakakihara to him.

If it's used to threaten him to do something...

Outnumbered and outnumbered, Professor Nakamura estimated the strength of the three of them, and was a little uncertain whether he could keep them all.

"Look at me, I forgot to mention the most important things. Sure enough, it is still too difficult to communicate with others normally."

As he spoke, the man rolled up his sleeves under the vigilant gaze of Professor Nakamura.

On the wrist, there is a mark engraved impressively.

A one-eyed half-smile, with a chain tightly wound around it.

Professor Nakamura's mind went blank for a moment, and he sat on the chair in a daze without saying a word.

After a while, he said palely, "What are you doing here? I am a full member of the 'Seven Ring Tower' and I have nothing to say to you."

After hearing what he said, not only the man, but also the eyes of the two suspicious figures behind him who had been silent all this time showed pity.

The man sighed and said, "My compatriots, what are you talking about?"

"Seven Ring Tower? Official member? Have you forgotten how they treated you back then?"

Professor Nakamura's lips twitched. He wanted to say something, but his face was burning hot.

That was 30 years ago, and it was the time when I was in high spirits.

Many people are optimistic about themselves, thinking that it is only a matter of time before he advances to the 'four rings' and becomes a core member.

But what did he do wrong?

I just made some remarks in a public lecture, and suppressed myself like this!

He seemed to hear that guy's hateful voice again: "God, Nakamura, how could you have such a funny idea?"

Funny, where is it funny?I just spoke the truth!

In a trance, Professor Nakamura murmured: "I'm not wrong, because"

"Chaos is chaos."

"Chaos is chaos." Almost at the same time as Professor Nakamura, the man said with a fanatical tone.

"Comrade, our compatriots, what's wrong with you?" The man's eyes grew more compassionate: "You are oppressed just to tell the truth to the ignorant world."

"30 years later, Nakamura in the 'Third Ring' is still the 'Third Ring'."

"With no predecessors to lead the way, alone / groping."

"Being excluded by the mainstream, the Seven Ring Tower has never given you any important tasks."

"No contribution, no resources, Nakamura, you have been standing still for 30 years!"

"You like this, why do you still say that you are an official member of the Seven Rings Pagoda?"

The bedroom was quiet, and no one spoke for a while.

"Back then, no, why did you come to me now!"

Professor Nakamura covered his face, his voice trembling.

How could he not have thought of betrayal?

Being so humiliated, Nakamura has been waiting for the legendary secret sect to contact him.

But, wait and wait, year after year, Nakamura's hair has turned gray, and the esoteric sect has never had any contact with him.

"Comrade, it's not that we didn't look for you, but you didn't look for us."

The man closed his eyes, unable to bear to see his ugliness again.

"How did I find you!"

"You don't know how many people were staring at me back then!"

Professor Nakamura stood up and glared at the man: "Don't talk about this, I don't even know your stronghold, how can I find you!"

Facing Nakamura's questioning, the man just said calmly: "Didn't you hear anything about us back then?"

Chapter 33 Chapter 033 Matthew's Gift

"This......"

Nakamura was startled, thinking about it carefully, he did hear some incidents that might be related to secret religion.

But, that was really just something I heard by chance.

I always thought it was some people's temptation, could it be.

"Nakamura, we have been waiting for you for so many years."

The man's tone was a little heavy: "Even if the timing is wrong at the beginning, what about after that? After such a long time, is it true that there is no chance to contact us at all?"

Nakamura is silent, of course not.

At the beginning, he was naturally very angry, but because he was concerned about the Seven Rings Tower, he could only act cautiously.

Later, he had a wife and a child. Although he had been stagnant, he lived a pretty good life in this city based on his accumulation.

With a decent identity and a complete family, do you really want him to abandon everything and join the secret religion?

Can't do it, can't do it anyway.

Nakamura's long wait is not a kind of escape, even if these people came to find him a few years ago.

At that time, my wife hadn't passed away, and I wasn't as old as I am now.

The fear of knowing no death, no renewed thirst for mystery.

What would I do if I met these people at that time?

Professor Nakamura sighed, looking downcast.

"I'm old and there's not much I can do. I'm afraid I can't help you much."

This is not an excuse, Nakamura himself knows his situation.

Because there is no qualitative breakthrough in these years, he has always been hovering in the 'three rings'.

On the premise of not awakening one's own mystery, there is actually no essential difference between the first ring, the second ring, and the third ring.

Indeed, Nakamura's attainments in occultism are superb.

With preparation, he can even deal with some vicious and mysterious incidents with a danger level of C.

In this fully furnished bedroom, he was fearless in the face of the three secret sects.

However, there are prerequisites for this.

If you don't give him time to prepare and let him face some sudden dangers...I'm afraid, his performance will not be satisfactory.

After all, Professor Nakamura is old.

While the growth of age brought him rich accumulation, it also greatly reduced his adaptability.

Many times, in the face of mysterious viciousness/events, if you react a little slowly, you will lose your life.

"We have nothing to ask of you, Comrade."

What the man said made Professor Nakamura open his mouth in surprise, and he showed a look of disbelief.

That's right, if they didn't ask for something, how could these guys suddenly appear.

Professor Nakamura felt that they must have encountered some difficulties and needed his help to show up suddenly, otherwise, after so many years, why would they come to find themselves, a bad old man.

Seeing Professor Nakamura's expression, the man shook his head slightly.

To be honest, he really didn't care about Professor Nakamura's power.

A senior mystic scholar of the third ring may also have some influence in this city, but so what?

From the perspective of the outside world, the people in their Apocalypse Secret Cult are a group of lunatics, thinking about bloody sacrifices all day long to please Chaos.

They can't see people, and they can't even walk on the street openly.

People like Professor Nakamura who only know the surface will take it for granted that the Apocalypse Esoteric Cult is a small organization with extreme beliefs and some mysterious power.

Wrong, wrong.

After all, he had never entered the core of the Seven Rings Tower, and he didn't understand what kind of power stood behind the man in front of him who seemed easy to talk.

"We don't ask for anything." Again, the man said sincerely.

"...Then what are you doing here? It's not just to chat with an old man like me." Professor Nakamura was noncommittal.

"I came here this time to give you one last chance."

The man stepped forward and put the scripture in his hand on the table.

"The road to mystery is not the only one of 'benign awakening', our secret religion just has other means." He pointed to the scriptures, "This is my gift to you, comrade."

Professor Nakamura didn't speak, and there was an expression on his face as expected.

Having said so much, the final result is not the same.

nothing else needed?

After he really accepted the scriptures and became a chaotic believer, once the secret religion had any requirements, could he still refuse?