Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 42: Chain

The next day when I went to school, I went to the faculty room and handed Sakiya’s leave letter to her head teacher. In our school, the teacher in charge of the class is usually the teacher of the main subject. In addition to handling the general affairs of the class, they are also responsible for the teaching of related subjects in other classes of the same grade. In addition, the class teacher and the head teacher share the same office, so for the students of the same grade, even if they are not their own head teacher, they are too familiar with it.

　　Saki’s head teacher in the night shift is a 30-year-old man named Kuwara, who is in charge of chemistry class. It is not common in this school to be a class teacher at this age. His face is mature, of medium build, and his personality is rough, and he is recognized as a good talker.

　　 "Sakuya is sick with the student, that's no way. Let her rest." Mr. Kuwahara took the leave letter and read it carefully, "I didn't expect you to help her with the conversation, are you familiar with it? ?"

　　 "I'm not very familiar, I met in my first year of high school."

　　"Oh..." Mr. Kuwabara did not ask, put the leave slip in the drawer, "She is more introverted and has fewer friends. You belong to the student union, so help her more."

　　 "Okay, teacher."

　　 I was about to say goodbye, but was stopped by my head teacher. She showed me a notice from the drawer.

　　"Gao Chuan, do you know the prophecy of the end of the world in 1999?"

　　 "Yes." I was a little surprised when I heard this topic, and my eyes fell on the notice, and I found that the content was an instruction to clean up after-school activities.

　　 "Do you believe it?"

　　"Isn't this superstition?"

　　"Ah, superstitious or not, you don’t want to participate. Recently, the world is unstable and the crime rate has been steadily rising, which has increased the demonstrative arrogance of the cult. It seems that there are students in our school participating in some inexplicable underground Group, please check as much as possible. If you can persuade you, please give me a list. You can give this notice to the monitor so that she can organize a publicity campaign on the harm of cults in the near future."

　　 "I see, teacher."

　　 "The student union will have a meeting on this issue after school today. Remember not to be absent."

　　 I repeatedly expressed my opinion and took the notice and returned to the classroom. Unexpectedly, the impact of the doomsday prediction has been so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the school’s worries are excusable, so it took action before the situation worsened. But it seems to be a little late. On the surface, the campus is calm and there are only rumors of students joining an underground cult. However, in fact, many students have been involved in the doomsday illusion, although it seems that only me and Senior Shirai are the ones who survived in the end.

　　 I have a strong hunch that these underground organizations that have sprung up like mushrooms are not all deceptive gangs. Once you have experienced that peculiar world, you will have no doubt about the end of the world. As long as you have graystone that can strengthen your body's quality, as well as the magic pattern messenger as a strengthening specimen, it is even more difficult to gather believers.

　　 This reminds me of the hat man I met yesterday, and finally understands where their weirdness comes from. Those people are not ordinary punks, nor gangsters. Judging from the slogans they shout, they are obviously members of a cult organization, and a group of lunatics with paranoid beliefs.

　　 They seem to believe that they have invulnerable power after drinking the mysterious potion.

　　 I don’t know if this is an illusion caused by the medicine, or if they have actually practiced it. It is undeniable that after drinking the medicine, their motor function has been greatly improved. But judging from their initial and ordinary performance, it is only a temporary improvement.

　　 Nevertheless, I have to suspect that the bottle of mysterious potion is related to graystone.

　　 Greystone can permanently improve physical fitness, but only Mageweave messengers can make greystone, so the quantity will not be too much. The greystone is diluted through a special preparation to make a medicine that can temporarily increase the strength, but it is more suitable for expanding the impact.

　　 In view of the fact that there have been religious believers taking this medicine in the surrounding area, it is further assumed that there may be students in this school who have already participated in this mysterious sect organization. This medicine may have begun to spread in the hands of relevant students.

　　 At the same time, considering the fact that this sect is silent, it proves that its structure and actions are rigorous and cautious. Under this circumstance, as a precious material, the mysterious potion must be distributed by the person in charge of the special area. Moreover, this medicine is very likely to add to the addictive effect. To get the medicine, members must make enough contributions except at the beginning.

　　No matter what kind of underground religious organization, it will continue to expand its membership and influence in the first place. For students, the easiest way to get enough contribution value is to guide people around them to join.

　　 They will observe, screen, test, and test to ensure the success rate of persuasion. It is impossible to completely bury the traces in this series of actions, as long as you pay attention to observation, you can catch their tails.

　　 As a missing person, Shirai-senpai, who has greatly improved his quality after returning, is naturally as dazzling as a torch.

　　 "Gao Chuan, you come to do this problem." The voice of the math teacher pulled me out of the thinking machine.

　　The Eight Views moved the textbook slightly, and pointed out the example questions just mentioned. Although I don't need it, I am very grateful. I am not a genius. I can stand out in a key high school whose primary goal is to go to school. I naturally have my own skills.

　　 Although it seems that most of the time at school is occupied by the work and after-school activities of the Student Union, I will concentrate on studying until 12 o'clock when I get home in the evening. Besides, I have previewed this question one week in advance. Even if it was caught by the teacher, I could write the answering process very smoothly on the blackboard.

　　 "Good job." The math teacher said blankly and turned to the classmates, "Do you all see how Gao Chuan did it?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 "See clearly."

　　, the voice falling down lazily answered.

　　 "Don't get lost in class." When I stepped down, the math teacher warned me.

　　 went back to the desk.

　　 "You have a hand." Hakjing pushed the draft over, and it said: "What were you thinking about just now?"

　　"Thinking of Shirai-san."

　　"?"

　　"I think he has joined the cult~IndoMTL.com~Hachijing took a serious look at me, and there was a slight change in his usual calm face.

　　 "I think so too." She wrote on the paper: "We are investigating him recently, are you coming with me too?"

　　 "We?"

　　 "You'll know if you follow me after school." She wrote this sentence and ignored me, even though I stated that I would attend an important meeting of the Student Union after school.

　　 Until after class, she didn't talk to me much.

　　During the break, Sakiya’s good friend Morino came to the door.

　　 "Where is Sakuya?" As soon as we met, she questioned her head and face, as if she was interrogating the abductor.

　　 Actually, I also feel a little puzzled that Sakiya did not contact her. They have always been inseparable friends.

　　 "Why do you want to ask me about Sakuya?" I said calmly.

　　 "You gave her leave letter to the teacher, right." Mori stared at me angrily. To be honest, I didn't understand why she was angry. Was it because Sakiya didn't notify her the first time? That would be too small.

　　 "Since she is sick, she should stay at home." I replied Morino, but immediately realized that I had overlooked a question: "It seems that you think she is not at home, how do you know? You went to find She?"

　　 Morino frowned.

　　 "I can't get through her cell phone, I have called her home phone, and no one answers." Despite her saying that, I still feel something is wrong.

　　 But she didn't bother anymore.

　　 "If you see her... forget it, I will find her." Morino dropped these words and returned to his class.

　　 I stood there for a while, returned to my desk and wrote Morino's name on the analysis report.