Chapter 801 Fang Mo: This pendant is too powerful, I seem to be deified.
"Are you still going to let us live a good life!?"
As Fang Mo slapped the table, everyone else's attention was instantly attracted.
"These bureaucrats in Fuyuki City are really screwed up!"
An expression of indignation appeared on Fang Mo's face, as if he was talking to himself or to the other diners in the izakaya: "These damn drunkards only dare to exploit us Japanese benzene all day long.
You are a low-level social beast, but you dare not investigate the murderer and get to the bottom of it! How many people have died these days!?"
"Why?"
Matou Sakura was stunned for a moment when she saw this. She hadn't reacted yet: "This...Master Archer?"
"First it was the explosion at Suiqunyuan College, then several blocks on the outskirts of the city were destroyed, and then even the houses of innocent citizens were blown up to the sky, and three generations of their ancestors were wiped out!"
However, Fang Mo ignored Matou Sakura and instead said to himself: "Damn it... the cults and murderers have become so rampant that they even dare to torture and kill us in our homes! But the Metropolitan Police Department
But the losers in the industry have done nothing, they just spend the whole day making excuses to cover themselves up!"
"..."
When these words came out, the people around seemed a little angry.
Because what Fang Mo said is true. As a modern Japanese city, Fuyuki City is indeed chaotic and scary. Many people are so frightened that they don't even dare to step out of their homes.
"Speaking of gas explosions and accidental fires, huh, they don't think we really believe these, do they?"
Fang Mo slapped the table again and shouted: "How can it be repaired! We, the Japanese slaves, are obviously the ones who work the hardest. We eat cheap lunches every day and work hard to squeeze out the little tax money... but in the end...
We raised a bunch of brainless pigs! In the end, they even turned around and exploited us as the lowest beasts!"
"Just...that's it!"
Hearing this, other people obviously couldn't bear it anymore and subconsciously agreed.
"Our country is obviously a very good country, right? It has advanced science and developed economy." Fang Mo continued: "But as citizens of Fuyuki City, we can't even guarantee the most basic personal safety now, no matter what
This is weird no matter how you think about it, right?”
"I have to work my ass off every day, and I don't see any hope. But even though it's already like this, is it still not possible?"
"This should be our own country, right? We Japanese people have always worked overtime, obeyed the law, and have not harmed anyone. But in the end, no one is willing to stand up and protect our personal safety! Those
The powerful people in Japan only think about how to continue to squeeze us, not only to break our bones but also to suck our marrow, they still laugh and abuse us in private for our lowliness!"
"Do you know? The leftovers that those Heisei nobles feed their dogs... are even more lavish than what we eat for our parents' birthdays!!!"
"..."
Having said that.
Almost everyone in the izakaya couldn't sit still.
Under the dim light, the pendant beside Fang Mo's ear was shaking, exuding a weird and turbid aura, as if something was giggling in the darkness.
The cold breath continued to spread.
It was like a bloated and dark shadow of chaos crawling and squirming on the ground.
Fang Mo's words carried some indescribable meaning. Like some abstract entity, it began to invade the thoughts of everyone around him. It penetrated into the depths of their souls little by little like tree roots, distorting logic and confusing
Cognition makes it blind and foolish.
"I've been thinking, could it be that we Japanese people don't work hard enough?"
Fang Mo slapped the table and shouted: "I have obviously worked hard enough! We in Japan are already the country with the worst overtime in the world, okay?!"
"We Japanese and Japanese workers have to take the Shinkansen every day, and we have to be scolded by that shit boss at work. We have no rest, no lovers, and no even social interaction. We are occasionally bullied by our seniors, and in the end we fall asleep when we go home.
I go to bed and then get up and continue working, bowing and saluting countless people with a humble attitude. Who dares to say that I don’t work hard enough?”
"this……"
The others also fell silent upon hearing this.
I saw them looking at Fang Mo, with extremely complicated feelings in their eyes, as if their expressions were saying, 'Oh my god, this is simply me!'
"I know that we Japanese people often use the term 'social animals' to laugh at ourselves."
"I'm afraid this has become a characteristic of Nippon, right?"
"But in fact, I am a social beast... I have also longed for a girl to save myself. She doesn't need to be beautiful or outstanding, but I will still try my best to be good to her, fight for her, and work overtime.
Finally, we had a good meal together that we cooked by ourselves, and I held her in my arms late at night and said, wife, I love you, thank you for saving me."
"But I'm just a Japanese social beast."
"I am too ordinary, like a dying star in the night sky."
"It's just that our neon lights are too dazzling. Nowadays, people are walking around in a hurry, and who would stop and look up at the stars? I use this social animal to laugh at myself... I'm just acting coquettishly at myself."
"..."
The diners in the izakaya were silent.
They lowered their heads and began to drink beer in large gulps.
Alcohol further stimulates the nerves, causing negative emotions to brew crazily in this small space.
"We, the Japanese society animals, must devote everything, health, love, happiness, and all the good things in our lives that we hope to retain, in order to get a job that can barely feed us... But what about those Japanese powerful people? They just need to insult them.
Us! Exploit us! You can make a lot of fucking money like the Jews!!!”
"Do you know how much a watermelon costs next door?"
"Only a few hundred fucking yen! That's the price of a bowl of ramen!"
“Do you know how much our local watermelons cost in Japan? It’s almost as fast as the German bread during World War II!!!”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! While talking, Fang Mo took out a watermelon from nowhere and smashed it on the table with a bang. Of course, he was a watermelon.
It's a bit weird, because it's actually a square shape, but no one pays attention to it, because there really are square watermelons here in Japan, and they are indeed very expensive.
"Do you know the biggest difference between humans and animals?"
"With temperatures approaching 40 degrees in Tokyo, even crows know how to find a cool place to rest and drink water to avoid heat stroke, and we, the Japanese society animals, will choose to go to class B!"
At this point, Fang Mo changed the topic again in vain.
"Actually, before... I would always laugh at those Japanese Benites who were hiding at home."
"These Japanese people have forgotten the spirit of Bushido and have become cowardly Heisei trash. Once they encounter difficulties in work and study, they just sit at home and drown in virtual salvation. I think they are shameful cowards."
Egg!"
"But now I've woken up!"
"These days, the Benites shrink back and give up when they encounter difficulties in reality, but when they encounter difficulties in the game, they can actively look for breakthroughs. Even in soul-based games, they persevere and don't care about the abuse and ridicule of others. This
What does it mean?"
"This means it's not them who have the problem!"
"These NEETs are essentially people who are willing to work hard. The real problem is our work and study in Japan!"
"Our bullying culture in Japan... is well known all over the world, you bastard! In this environment, the only thing Japan can breed is sashimi, abnormality, and despair, okay!?"
"A social worker friend of mine drank too much because of too much pressure, and eventually died of alcohol poisoning. Was it alcohol or the past that killed him?"
"But he was clearly alive in the past and when he was drinking! So who killed him..."
"It's the future."
Fang Mo pretended to sigh when he said this, then waved to the waiter and stuffed a handful of gold nuggets in his hand: "Brother, go fill up all the drinks for your friends. I will pay for everyone today."
"Everyone, the country of Japan has become distorted."
After the waiter started pouring the wine, Fang Mo continued to speak: "Those powerful people born in the old world are viciously devouring our future. They use invisible flames to burn our dignity and whip our bodies.
Maybe we don’t have the tenacity of the Bushido, and we don’t care about honor...but do we really want to be social animals for the rest of our lives? Is happiness such an unreachable thing in the country of Japan?"
"Tokyo's waste pickers don't have money to support their children in school...forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."
Fang Mo shook his head and his tone gradually became calmer: "In short, the country of Japan and Ben is already sick. It is very sick. Even tragedy can no longer arouse people's sympathy."
"...because we feel the same way."
"It's... hateful..."
After hearing this, someone next to me finally couldn't help but slap the table: "Your Excellency, what you said is so good!"
"Yes, yes."
Just like a pebble thrown into a lake, it caused many ripples, and soon others joined in: "This country, Japan, is completely rotten! How can it be repaired? Isn't it finished?"
"But what can we do?"
But soon, some people began to sigh in frustration: "Apart from drinking here, I'm afraid we can't change anything, right?"
"Friends, the power of will and virtue is infinite."
Fang Mo smiled, his face seemed to be blurred as his earrings swung, and his voice became illusory, as if coming from the distant sky: "What I need to do is to wake up a few people in Fuyuki City first.
Wake up, and then it will be up to you to wake up more sleeping people..."
Speaking of which.
Fang Mo also left his position.
He only took a few steps and soon noticed an uncle looking at him in a daze.
He was holding a roll of paper in his hand, which should have belonged to his child. Fang Mo lowered his head and saw that it was actually a geography roll, so he took it over and wrote two simple strokes.
"Give it back to you."
After casually writing twice, Fang Mo handed the paper back again.
The middle-aged uncle lowered his head and glanced at the fill-in-the-blank question above. The capital of Austria, Berlin? The capital of Poland, Berlin? The capital of France... Why is it still Berlin?
"ah???"
Seeing this, the middle-aged man was a little confused: "Sir, did you write it wrong?"
"It's okay, you will know later."
Fang Mo didn't explain, he just patted the other party's shoulder hard.
After that, he turned his head again and looked at the people present: "Everyone, now we can no longer rely on groveling to beg for their mercy. Whether it's Fuyuki City or us Japanese social animals, we can only rely on us.
Only you can protect yourself. This is no longer a humble and ridiculous protest and march, but a real war!"
Having said this, Fang Mo slowly stretched out a hand forward and squeezed it tightly: "Let us take back happiness...!"
"Yes! Take it back!"
Someone immediately echoed and shouted: "What you said is great!"
"That's right! You are the one who should control our Fuyuki City!" "Damn it! We want to support you to become the mayor of Fuyuki City, Kouga!!!" "What mayor! This is our noble Prime Minister!"
"Yes! God must have finally come to save us, right!?"
"Hey~"
Seeing the red eyes of the people below, Fang Mo suddenly became happy.
Now he really has oil pouring out of his backyard, so beautiful.
To be honest, even Fang Mo himself did not expect that the pendant given by Nyarlathotep would be so powerful. The other party is worthy of being an alien god in the Cthulhu mythology. This level of bewitchment is comparable to Yuri's mind control.
Okay: "You don't need to deify me..."
"That's right." Matou Sakura here agreed: "Master Archer is not a god, he is just Yuan..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What!"
I don't know who shouted: "Yuanshen?"
"I..."
Then it was Fang Mo who started to have a headache.
…
A few hours later.
The speech in the izakaya has come to an end.
Fang Mo did not continue to act. After all, this kind of thing needed to be brewed and fermented, so he took Matou Sakura back to the hotel here again.
"Master Archer, you looked so handsome just now."
As soon as they returned to the hotel, Matou Sakura looked at Fang Mo with adoring eyes: "You are indeed the hero sent by the Holy Grail to save this world. I can become your master and be the first to be saved by you."
I am simply so happy.”
"Yeah?"
Fang Mo didn't feel that he said anything, he was just making fun of him.
It's just that the earrings given by Nyarlathotep are too out of the ordinary. Not only can they be effective in groups, but they also seem to have memetic pollution properties.
After all, I am also a dimensional demon. I can see that after listening to what I said, this group of people are surrounded by an indescribable aura, which is like some kind of spiritual plague. Then as they talk, this kind of
The effects also spread to other people.
Because Fang Mo saw it with his own eyes.
One of the men called a friend and seemed to describe what he said, and then the other person drove over from nowhere, with the same chaotic aura covering his body.
It can only be said that these foreign gods are really powerful in playing with people's hearts, but the effect will not spread to the whole world, right?
I just want to have some fun.
I really don't want to do anything else.
Rubbing his brows, Fang Mo didn't bother to worry about it anymore. Anyway, this was just Fuyuki City in Japan, and it wasn't anywhere else. It didn't matter if he just had fun like this, right?
Of course I want to think about it.
In order for the next whole work to be implemented smoothly.
Fang Mo still did some work, such as pulling out Hayakawa Akira and Himeno, and then discussed the knowledge about Japan Ben with the couple. By the way, he told the other party his plan to see if they could discuss it.
Some relatively simple and quick ways to get things done.
Of course, this discussion lasted only one night.
By the next day, Fang Mo had roughly figured out some details, so he quickly woke up Matou Sakura here.
"Lord Archer?"
Matou Sakura opened her eyes a little anxiously: "What's wrong?"
"Oh it's all right."
Fang Mo touched the other party's head: "Wash up, have some breakfast, and follow me to Fuyuki TV station later."