Chapter IV Counter-Terrorism Team
Madrigal couldn't believe he heard the sound of the system. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
After trying ten days ago to no avail, Madrigal had actually given up a long time ago, but today gave him hope again. I thought that God would close the door and close the window at the same time, but now he even opened the door.
Madrigal admonished himself not to get carried away, but the smile on his face could not be suppressed, and Anderson felt inexplicable as he walked beside him.
"Turn on the system. ”
This sentence is certainly in the head. As a senior reader who is familiar with a certain point of system flow, of course, Pastoral will not speak loudly in front of everyone without scruples, so that others think that he is nervous, and then he is prompted by the system to read silently, so Pastoral directly skips a series of dramas and directly opens the system in the correct posture.
"Serial killer cultivation system
Name: Madrigal/Alan Pastor
Gender: Male
Category: Tiny Earth mortals
Region: Berkeley, California, USA
Level: 0
Height: 1.80 meters (qualified)
Weight: XXX (Do you really want me to show it [Laughing Face])
Talent:A leaf of blindness (in fact, it's a literary version of other people's reduced attention to you.,To put it bluntly, you don't have a sense of existence==)
Skills: English - proficient (as your native language in this life you have nothing to be proud of)
Chinese - Master (Chinese for 22 years in the last life, this is your basic literacy)
Computer Technology - Fundamentals (Did You Really Sleep in Your Major Class [Disdain Face])
Hacking - rookie (this...) So what can you do with it?)
Cooking - proficient (finally one can be seen, so you actually want to be a chef?)
Systematic Review: Mortals who are smaller than bacteria and useless
System prompt: Yes, you read it right, this is the true name of this system"
Madrigal closed her mouth in surprise.
Is the name of a serial killer really acceptable to normal people??!! I have a sound family, live a healthy life, I was not abused when I was a child, I couldn't bear to hurt small animals, and I hurriedly said sorry when I hit someone, why would I have something to do with a creature like a serial killer!
Before the madrigal finished complaining, a pop-up box suddenly appeared on the system interface.
"Ask the host to sign a culture contract within a minute. If the contract is signed after one minute, the host will give up the intention to cultivate the contract. ”
Nani: Now is the time to decide whether or not to be a serial killer?
"System, what will happen if you don't sign a contract?" is the question that Madrigal is most worried about.
"Tick, if the host does not sign a contract, the system will leave the host and continue to search for potential personnel in the world. ”
WTF?
It's the equivalent of stripping my golden finger to someone else?
But this golden finger ...
“10,9,8。。。。 ”
In me, I can control good and evil, but in other people, I can't guarantee that everyone else will be able to restrain themselves.
“7,6,5。。。 ”
And there will always be reinforcements and things like that in the system to help me not be bullied!
“4”
"I agree!"
Madrigal bit her lip slightly, nervously waiting for the system to change.
"Di, the host agrees to sign a contract for the cultivation of serial killers, and the system will be automatically upgraded. Estimated upgrade time: 10 hours. ”
Ahh
Pastoral is a little disappointed, but more of an expectation for the future.
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Pastoral completed the day's lesson.
At the end of the last class, Anderson stopped madrigal. "Alan, remember to come to the group meeting at 3 o'clock~"
Madrigal paused for a moment, and then remembered what Anderson was talking about as a group.
Anti-Terrorism Squad.
It's not really for counter-terrorism, and it's not the turn of a group of sixteen-year-olds to worry about it.
The main purpose of the anti-terrorism team is to unite most of the students who have been bullied at school in Mekbailey, and then encourage each other, like the Alcoholics Anonymous Mutual Counseling Association (AA-Meeting) abroad. Of course, the most important feature is to update the information about bullies in the school anytime and anywhere, so that everyone has more opportunities to avoid being bullied by bullies.
The anti-terrorist team has been in existence for 2 years and is like a second home for all vulnerable groups in Mekbailey, and all members are as close as family.
3:00 p.m.
Madrigal arrived at the classroom of the group assembly on time.
There were already a dozen people sitting in the classroom. At a casual glance, Madrigal found that most of the people he knew.
Madrigal walked into the classroom, and Anderson, who was talking to the others, immediately greeted Madrigal and introduced him, "Allen, we have a few more members of the anti-terrorism team this year. This is Ethan, this is Joshua, this is James. ”
Madrigal got to know them one by one. Although California has the largest proportion of Chinese, there are not many Chinese Americans who go to school in Mekberry, so in the anti-terrorism team, there is only one Chinese American.
When everyone was almost there, Anderson, the group leader, organized everyone and began the group's usual exchange of information.
"This morning in the corridor of Zone A, Allen and I met David and Michael from the rugby team. We just got pushed and bumped by them, nothing else was a big problem. Anderson was the first to speak.
A bespectacled boy sitting next to him spoke. His name was Anthony, a Caucasian, and he was always holding a book and reading, so he was called Nerd. "I also ran into David and Michael, and Jack, at noon today, right next to the cafeteria. They threw my lunch on the floor and my books in the trash. Anthony's voice trembled slightly.
。。。
Madrigal discovers that almost everyone today is bullied in some way, and that what he and Anderson have suffered is relatively minor compared to the others, not to mention that some have material damage.
"It seems that I made a wise choice. The more she listened, the more angry she became, and at the same time, she was secretly lucky that she didn't give up her only golden finger because she wanted to be a white lotus.
6:00 p.m.
Madrigal couldn't wait to finish dinner, and quickly returned to the room under the pretext of going upstairs to do homework.
He couldn't wait to see what kind of changes were made to the system.