Terra Calendar 1590.3.26

Berlin Region Baden-Württemberg

City of Karlsruhe.

A bright yellow bus is parked on the side of the road, showing its eye-catching appearance. The upper compartment and the lower compartment are connected to each other, which together form the whole bus. The outside of the compartment is painted bright yellow, making it look more attractive.

It is like a bright landscape in the busy city.

There are white letters and numbers on the windows on both sides of the car body, showing the bus routes and stops.

At this time, the bus has reached its final destination.

[Stop ahead: Rhinefield Community]

"Puff——"

The front and rear doors of the bus opened automatically, and the passengers with strange faces got off the bus in an orderly manner.

A handsome young man with blond hair and golden eyes also walked out of the car. He was wearing a black windbreaker, covered with a layer of white lining, which highlighted his tall figure and perfect lines. He wore a black top hat.

On the top of his head, it highlights his perfect facial features and elegant manners.

Behind the blond young man was a beautiful woman in pink clothes with dark purple hair and a large white-haired dog.

"Abraham, what are you doing here?"

Ahabat looked around curiously, and soon she discovered something unusual here.

All the walls near here are painted with red paint to make a special triangular gesture. In the center of the triangular gesture is a sun. The surrounding roads are also full of potholes, with a pungent smell of kerosene and something like burnt rubber.

The pungent smell came from the highway at the same time.

[Hope] wrinkled her nose slightly and looked along the road where the pungent smell came from.

Scrapped tires are burning on the road. Some people holding Molotov cocktails, wearing black hoods, and wearing black masks to cover their faces are surrounding the burning tires, similar to the howls of excited apes in the zoo.

From their mouths, they gathered around the tire like cultists performing some kind of ritual.

"That's..." [Hope] clearly smelled the familiar smell from those wanton people on the road ahead.

Xia Xiu squinted his golden eyes and looked at the crowd, and whispered:

"Deniers."

[Negator] is Anut's ability. She is the representative of [Absence]. She can dig out the "will" of intelligent creatures and make them void inside, turning them into deniers and unbelievers.

Become a blind man who acts recklessly.

Deniers are violent, they seek to destroy the fabric of things they cannot understand, they are loosely organized, and they believe in all the devout believers, soothsayers, and strange gods.

Some of their members have begun to suspect that they actually know nothing about the world. They believe that everything in the textbooks is deceptive. They claim that the world may be square. They have a partial understanding of all truths and pretend to be sophisticated.

Deniers are easy to identify among the crowd. They are cowardly and hypocritical. They talk about scientific theories and put on the airs of experts. If anyone makes a rational analysis with them, they will hold a negative attitude. This kind of denial is not full of content.

There is a certain amount of useful content, but they deny it just for the sake of denying it.

Those who wantonly wield the spear of public opinion and punish innocent people standing in the sun are the deniers.

They despise the visible truth and everything in the present. They hold inexplicable fanaticism for the great men who have passed away, and have deep confidence in the lies they hear from hearsay. For them, the world must be black and white.

"Abraham, I think it's better for us to stay away from them."

[Hope] looked at the naysayers who were causing trouble and said with a look of disgust. She looked at the naysayers as if they were looking at something pickled.

"Anut's [Negizer] is very disgusting. The entry called [Negative Halo] can forcibly reduce intelligence. As long as there are three people in a group, this thing has very terrible pollution. It's still that

It’s a Memevirus that’s hard to be immune to, and the people here look like they’re in their early fifties.”

[Hope] Hidden behind Xia Xiu, casually tugged on his clothes to keep him away. After all, deniers are just like Yoneda. The smell can make you uncomfortable for a while. If you touch them, then

It's even more uncomfortable than death.

"They can't see you. I turn on [Presence Reduction], so they can't see me either. Don't be too nervous."

That's what Xia Xiu said, but he was still very honest and stayed away from the naysayers on the road.

There is a very good saying: Everyone is afraid of having a mop stained with feces.

"Aqib really didn't lie to us. Anut is really here, so Ativik should be here too."

At this time, Ahabat and Xia Xiu stood in the distance and watched the deniers' nonsense. These deniers lit Molotov cocktails one by one, and then threw the Molotov cocktails wantonly on the nearby road, with splashing sparks and blazing red flames.

Light, even if they are wearing masks now, their ugly and unusual appearance cannot be concealed.

"She must be here too, [absence] and [dominance] always reflect each other, the formation of groups is not 'due to equal conditions and the spread of mass education', but 'the fragmentation and isolation of a highly atomized society'

To.”

Xia Xiu took out a small notebook from [Dimensional Pocket], and while he was replying to Ahbat, he was writing something in the small notebook.

"What [the rabble] needs is [brainlessness]. Only these brainless people can constitute the rabble that Ativik wants. You see, aren't these deniers the most ideal brainless people.

Low intelligence, no reasoning, lack of criticism, easily suggestible, gullible and blindly obedient, impatient and surly, with exaggerated emotions, high or low moral standards, look, what a perfect bullet."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the deniers, the blond young man's mouth showed an extremely playful smile, and his golden eyes were full of ridicule at this moment.

"These bullets don't know when they are loaded into the magazine. They will only shoot out in a predetermined trajectory. They don't even know the person holding the gun."

At this time, Ahabat once again realized Xia Xiu's vicious tongue and evil intentions, but now she was even more curious about what Xia Xiu was writing. She flew over and took a look curiously.

On the notebook are rows of names and rows of government policies. These are the names that the deniers were clamoring for just now.

"Abraham, what are you..." Ahabat looked at the handsome face of the blond young man in confusion.

“In addition to [denier halo] and [denier transformation], [denier]’s [entry] also has a core [entry]—[advocating the past and satirizing the present].”

"People always remember and miss the past culture and traditions. This may be due to the beautiful memories and yearning for the past, or it may be due to dissatisfaction with the current society and disappointment with the current culture, social changes and rapid development

It’s so confusing and unsettling, so searching for and reminiscing about the culture and traditions of the past has become a way of catharsis and comfort.

This is the crux of every era. We always think that the things that have passed away are beautiful, and we always romanticize the past, as if in the past time period, there were the most beautiful things, the brightest pearls, and

The purest simplicity.

However, this is just wishful thinking. As time goes forward, people can only move forward. Exaggerating and idealizing the past and ignoring its flaws and shortcomings are the favorite things of the deniers. They open their mouths and tell what the sages of the past were like.

What great things have happened in the past.

As if by doing this, you can become them.

Cowardice has led to their rejection and denial of modern society and culture. Obviously they are also the beneficiaries of the current society, but they always deny it without thinking."

"Looking at their faces, these deniers have not yet evolved from excrement into latrines, which proves that [Missing] has not yet performed the ritual of [advocating the past and satirizing the present]."

"And if [Missing] wants more deniers, then she needs to focus everyone in a public place, and then find a sage who has been unlucky for eight lifetimes among countless sages, and let the other person become them

Let it serve as a beacon and gather more deniers.”

After Xia Xiu finished writing the names of the people in the small notebook, he crossed out the names one by one. Finally, he wrote down the only useful information among the complicated information he spewed out from the mouths of the deniers on a single line in the notebook.

[April 3, protest meeting in the city center square, protest content: protest for the sake of protest. 】

After writing this, Xia Xiu closed the notebook directly.

The reason why he always stood not far from the deniers was to get useful information from their mouths. These deniers always shouted loudly when talking to each other, for fear that others would not know what great deeds they were going to do.

"On April 3, Anut will most likely appear in the city center square. After all, the ceremony of anchoring the beacon needs to be conducted by her personally."

After Xia Xiu got the information, he immediately stayed away from the deniers. Their dialogue was so mindless that it simply pushed people's IQs to the ground and stamped them madly. He was afraid that if he listened for a few more seconds, he wouldn't be able to help but laugh.

Break their mouths.

Ahbat followed Xia Xiu quietly. Although she was full of curiosity and speculation about how Xia Xiu knew so much information about Alice, thinking of Xia Xiu's sinister character, she stopped immediately.

I asked about my thoughts.

"Next, let's wait until April 3rd, then go directly to the city center square to guard Anut, and then deal with her like we dealt with Aqib." [Hope] waved his little hand to Xia Xiu with an excited look on his face.

asked.

"Dealing with her is not as easy as dealing with [Desolation]. There will be tens of thousands of people in the city center square by then. If my [Absurd Control] directly controls tens of thousands of deniers, I am afraid that I will be directly affected by [Negation Halo]

Cut him into a fool."

Xia Xiu rolled his eyes and said "Hope" speechlessly. This guy has brains, but not much.

"I still need to go to a place to have a look. If I guess correctly, Artivik is probably in that place."

"Where?" Ahbat asked curiously.

"Rhinefield High School."

Xia Xiu replied calmly. When he said this, his golden eyes shone with an inexplicable luster.

In a previous life, the climax of the "rabble" was in France, where the largest wave of protests in history occurred.

Xia Xiu once got a list of leaders of the wave, and he discovered that several of them were from the same school, and that school was Rhinefield Middle School.

Ativik, her stage team was most likely set up there.

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Rhinefield High School.
To be continued...