It didn't take long for the two men dressed as clerks to finish their breakfast. After paying the bill, they hurried towards the government office. After the conversation just now, Mavi learned that they were clerks working for the Tobolsk local government and the most recent ones. The monthly salary of office clerks at the bottom level is only 8 rubles and 60 kopecks. They are neither rich nor particularly poor.
Ma Wei was not in a hurry to leave. The sun was rising slowly. He sat on the seat set up in the outdoor cafe and basked in the sunshine. The waiter took away the tray and poured him a new cup of hot coffee. He looked like he had nothing to do on vacation. middle class.
Although he seemed to have nothing to do, Ma Wei did not fish. He pretended to read the newspaper, but in fact he secretly observed the situation on Qiming Street. Diagonally in front of the No. 55 Hotel where he stayed was the chapel where the Order School held academic seminars. The door there was closed. , no one comes in or out.
Tobolsk is not a small city, only slightly smaller than Tyumen. As the military, administrative and transportation center of Western Siberia, it not only has railways and river ports, but also has many light industry processing plants, with more than 100,000 permanent residents. , after the influx of refugees, the population surged to around 300,000.
The Church of Truth has not yet set foot in this city. The refugees who come here can only receive joint relief from the Wisdom God Church and the local government. They receive half a pound of bread and a bowl of oatmeal every day, which is very different from the refugees living in Tyumen City.
Ma Wei knew in his heart that there was nothing that could be done about it. Without the threat of the Church of Truth, the local government in Tobolsk would of course save as much as they could. At the same time, the Church of Wisdom would also take the opportunity to distribute Holy Communion to those who listened to the mass, to win over people's hearts. ....
Not many refugees could be seen near Qiming Street. They probably all went to Tower Street to hear mass and receive Holy Communion.
"Sir, are you interested in learning about the School of Order?"
Ma Wei, who had been sitting in the coffee shop for nearly a whole morning, successfully attracted the attention of some people. A girl who looked about 17 or 18 years old came over with a stack of flyers. While handing the flyers to Ma Wei, she also A small gift was given - a silver iron badge with a small scale engraved on it.
"As long as you wear this order badge, you can participate in the academic seminar starting at 3 p.m. for free!" The girl smiled brightly: "If you have nothing to do, sir, please come to our seminar!"
"Free?" Ma Wei raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "You won't sell anything in disguise, right? Many things that are free on the surface actually have to pay a high price behind the scenes..."
"Of course not! Please rest assured that there is indeed no charge for wearing the badge to participate in the seminar! We will not sell you strange things, we only want to promote order."
"Oh...what is the purpose of your school of thought?"
Ma Wei asked about the core of the doctrine of the School of Order.
"The operating laws of chaos and order." The girl blurted out. It seemed that this was not the first time she answered a similar question: "No matter what era, order is needed as a code of conduct, such as the laws implemented by the kingdom and the operation of society. Methods, they all belong to the laws of order. If there is no order, wouldn’t the world fall into chaos?”
"Sounds reasonable..." Ma Wei nodded.
Seeing that Ma Wei was interested, the girl quickly pursued her victory: "There are many classifications of the law of order. After our research, we found that there are all kinds of people in the world. They can be divided into categories based on their attitudes towards society and order. There are three categories: lawful, neutral, and chaotic, and through moral standards, they are divided into good, neutral, and evil... This is a thorough interpretation of human nature. Everyone can find a classification that corresponds to their own personality. We are in Order Keep moving forward under the guidance of the balance, and as long as you master the order, you can lead yourself to success!"
The more the girl talked, the more excited she became, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes filled with fiery madness. In the end, she even directly took Ma Wei's hand and said loudly: "Sir, do you want to succeed? Join the Order School and you will succeed! Money, Beauty and power are at your fingertips!”
Ma Wei took out his palm and said calmly: "I will succeed if I join you? If that's the case, why are you handing out flyers here?"
The girl was startled for a moment, and then said: "Sir, everything must be a step-by-step process, and the same goes for success. If you join us, you will definitely get a successful result, instead of omitting the process leading to success..."
Not simple...
Ma Wei's eyes narrowed. The fact that the girl handing out flyers in front of him could say this shows that the core tenets of the School of Order have been perfected and the brainwashing has been very thorough...
This made Ma Wei more and more interested in them. An organization with independent doctrine and core purpose must have an expert behind it.
Last time, Salina said that the Church of Happiness was artificially created. These small churches were born to be food, waiting for the arrival of the destined people...
This incident made Ma Wei realize that behind these small churches, there was a pair of invisible hands controlling everything. If he wanted to find out the truth, he had to follow the clues and find out the real mastermind.
If you can get in touch with the founder of the School of Order, you might find something...
"Do you believe in order, or does she represent order?" Ma Wei asked.
"Order is created, and any law is no exception. It is just like the seemingly natural instinct of a beast. Looking at its essence, it is just a result of nature, and it is the great she who created nature." The girl said with a smile: " If you want to learn more, sir, come to the afternoon seminar. My name is Kursa. I look forward to seeing you. Remember to wear your badge, which will save you money on tickets..."
Bowing slightly, the girl walked briskly towards her next target, constantly handing out flyers on the winter streets.
Mawei stared at her silently, tasting the cold coffee. After a while, he drank the last drop of the bitter liquid, took out a few coins and put them on the table, got up and walked into the hotel.
Melissa, who was on the night shift, had left, and was replaced by an older woman behind the counter. Her face was covered with wrinkles, and under the deep nasolabial folds, loose skin drooped at the corners of her mouth. She was closing her eyes. Rest, head bit by bit, as if falling asleep.
Ma Wei did not disturb her, walked lightly towards the stairs.
"Don't be fooled by them."
The moment Ma Wei stepped onto the stairs, a low and hoarse voice sounded behind him. The old woman opened her eyes at some point, and her cloudy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, looking towards the street outside the window, where... .Kursha was telling a passing worker about the laws of order.
"In the past three months, I have seen too many people like you walk into that small church..." The old woman said to herself: "That is a man-eating demon cave. Come out of it." People have changed like that little girl. They are greedy and do whatever it takes for the so-called order. People shouldn't be like this... I heard Melissa say that you have a daughter. As a father, you have to give yourself Set an example for my daughter and teach her what to do and what not to do.”
"Well, thank you for your teaching."
"Also, if you are going to attend a seminar, remember to buy a stool from me. There are not enough seats in their church, so you have to stand if you go late."
"..."
Do you spend a long time just to sell stools?
No...maybe he is really a smart person...
Shaking his head, Ma Wei continued to climb the stairs. He had decided to attend the seminar that started at 3 pm. No matter what the old woman said, he would not change his decision.
Back in the room, Mawei found that Yunia was already awake. She was lying on the window sill, meowing at a tabby cat. She said "meow", and the tabby cat also "meowed". It looked like It is some kind of ancient communication of consciousness.
"Ah! Dad, you are back!"
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Yunia left, jumped off the window sill, and ran over: "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Went downstairs to have breakfast and collect intelligence."
"Humph!" Yunia's mouth narrowed: "So dad, you went to eat some good food secretly..."
"Didn't I think of you?" Ma Wei poked her forehead: "What do you want to eat for lunch? There seems to be a Sardinian restaurant downstairs, let's go there for lunch?"
"Yeah! That's pretty much it!"
"What were you doing just now?" Ma Wei glanced at the empty window sill. The tabby cat had disappeared.
"Practice your own language! Yunia and Xiao Hei have been planning for a long time, and finally managed to get some eyebrows..." Yunia said smugly: "This way you don't have to memorize the multiplication tables. La!"
You still have to memorize what you need to memorize. How can you do it if you don’t know how to do math...
With a whisper in his heart, Ma Wei did not directly attack Yunia's creative enthusiasm, but asked: "Can you communicate normally with Maomao?"
"Hmm...it seems okay."
"like?"
"That's right...I asked it what it had eaten today, and it told me that it wanted to find a girlfriend recently. I asked it if it had a cat it liked, and it told me that corn is the most delicious..."
Doesn’t this answer the wrong question?
Obviously, there is something wrong with the way you two communicate!
On the surface, it is the language used by cats, but actually...
The cat himself can’t understand what you are saying.
Just like pasta can't be mixed with No. 42 concrete.
"Take your time. Language is a profound subject. Some people can't even recognize abcd. Creating language is even more difficult."
"Sooner or later, I will succeed! Before I succeed, I will never memorize the multiplication of ninety-nine! This will serve as my unyielding motivation to work hard!" Yunia said firmly: "And Yunia feels that her knowledge reserve is a bit expensive recently. Lack, need to add more cakes and snacks! Create more cake text!"
"Okay, okay, the Kingdom of Sardinia has a very delicious dessert called tiramisu. How about I order you a big piece for lunch?"
"Okay, okay!"
Holding hands with Yunia who was eager to try and in an extremely good mood, Ma Wei walked out of the hotel. Suddenly, he saw several familiar figures in the alley at the end of the street.
