Chapter 216: The Tactics of Procrastination

Bang!

The bullet was fired, and the billboard on the roadside crashed into the crowd with a clang.

"Ahhhh." People scattered in fear.

The silver-white car passed through the gap and stopped by the roadside with its tail swinging.

Squeak—the car door automatically opened, and a woman in a suit jacket stretched her legs out from the car. Milo swayed and stood on the road, the left wheel of her right hand reflecting a dangerous light in the sunlight.

Chen Xiao'er sat in the car, staring blankly at the professor's back. When she was about to walk into the crowd, she suddenly woke up, opened the car door, and rushed out with Ling.

"Teacher - be careful!" Chen Xiao'er hurried forward. When she bumped into the professor's shoulder, they were less than 5 meters away from the protesting crowd. With just a running start, she could hit her face on the poster.

Gurgle.

She was sandwiched between Zero and the professor, nervously watching the residents' batons and brooms. Countless heads surged before her. If so many people rushed at them at once, they would be crushed to death.

Fortunately, this group of protesters were relatively civilized, and perhaps because the three of them were dressed more elegantly, no one started to clamor, "Beat them to death, beat them to death!"

"Xiao'er, it's your turn." The professor put down his left wheel lightly, smiled and turned his body sideways.

"Yes!" Chen Xiao'er answered instinctively, a cold sweat breaking out after she finished. My turn? What should I do? I didn't even have a microphone. Was I supposed to whisper and beg everyone to come back next time?

Saliva is secreted in large quantities in the mouth.

She was forced to take on the task yesterday, subconsciously thinking that such a big occasion should be handed over to Xing Shuyao or the student union elites who were better at communication. She never expected that she would have to handle it herself and had no preparation at all.

The autumn wind blew, blowing her fluffy hair everywhere.

The professor's shot just now seemed to calm the situation. All the demonstrators nearby put down what they were holding and faced them with a listening attitude.

Even the restlessness further away calmed down temporarily, as if being strangled by some invisible force.

We can’t let all the professor’s efforts go to waste.

Chen Xiao'er took a step forward, and the protesters closest to her shuddered violently, with expressions of fear on their faces.

Hulala.

The crowd retreated as she passed. For every meter she moved forward, they retreated at least two meters.

They are also afraid.

After realizing this, Chen Xiao'er's nervousness eased a little, and was replaced by confusion: What exactly are they afraid of?

I am just an ordinary student, without any marks representing violence or any organization on my body.

Besides, they came here to protest against Taoli University and the local government's construction of a communication station. Is there any need to be afraid of a few students and teachers sent by Taoli University?

If they were really afraid, the classmates in the class wouldn't have been slapped. But no matter what they are afraid of, now is the perfect opportunity!

She mustered up her courage and wanted to stand on tiptoe to make herself look taller.

Chen Xiao'er began to recall how everyone gave speeches in documentaries she had seen, and she imitated their confident demeanor and said aloud, "Everyone, those communication towers have been rigorously tested and are far away from residential areas. They won't affect your lives. There's really no need to worry too much."

This time, the protesters were more excited than yesterday's. Before she could finish, someone screamed, "Of course it won't affect your lives! Because the school will push the actual control area into our homes!"

Controlled area? Before Chen Xiao'er could react, another person hiding in the crowd chimed in, "Yeah, yeah, it's the same old routine. First they build a fence around the land, then kick us all out and move everyone else in."

The protesters spoke ill of the school and mocked Taoli University's land enclosure movement.

Combining their detailed complaints with her previous experience in clearing out illegal households, Chen Xiao'er quickly understood what they meant.

Taoli University and other academic institutions can actually be regarded as the Blue Star government in terms of power.

They have the right to expropriate land, build any functional buildings on it and distribute properties. Schools and similar institutions have many preferential treatments for ordinary people. These houses may even be free, as long as you participate in the work they provide.

However, some people are born without a household registration. These unregistered people will not be accepted by any organization and can only wander between cities.

Except for the modern big city in Chixing, other areas are very backward, similar to the mountain valley where Zheng Lu was forced to marry a disabled person when she was in school.

In fact, since the last "clean-up" operation, Chen Xiao'er has read several social-related books in the library.

The book introduces the unique customs and culture of Chixing in great detail, which is a "reasonable status quo" based on a history full of blood and fire.

Judging from the feedback in the book, organizations like Taoli University shoulder the responsibility of human development and continuously advance human science and technology and productivity.

On the contrary, unregistered residents are a group of "bad guys" who refuse to integrate into modern society.

They live outside of human society and often commit thefts and robberies. Even if they band together to build some kind of farmhouse-like setting in the wilderness, they are always ready to turn into a black shop and prey on innocent tourists.

Those books only contain the school's one-sided account, but if we don't listen to this one-sided account, whose explanation can we listen to?

Chen Xiao'er secretly glanced at Professor Mi Luo's expression. The professor did not nod or shake his head, but had a calm look, as if to say, "You can do whatever you want."

She suddenly realized: Yes, as a student of Taoli University, I can do anything in this situation.

Because Taoli University does not care about illegal residents. If what is said in the book is not a lie, any treatment given to illegal residents will not affect the school's reputation.

Even if these demonstrators in the scenic area are not illegal residents, they are just residents of a subordinate institution and have no right to resist the school.

Even if they continue to resist, Taoli University still has the power to enforce the law.

She began to understand why the students were sent here first: it would be best if the students could complete the task successfully. If things did not go smoothly and the students were subjected to violence, they would have the right to send armed security teams to suppress the situation violently.

Chen Xiao'er thought of the dashing postures of the armed "security guards" in the school, and the scene of them smashing a row of targets with a volley of shots on the training ground. A strange determination immediately covered up the slight uneasiness in her heart.

She raised her voice and, with a firm gesture, raised her hand to signal hushedness. "Everyone, at least the school's actions are legal in terms of procedure. You should also understand the consequences of breaking the law, right? The school has the power to enforce the law. If this gets out of hand, we won't be able to handle it."

There's no such thing as a Red Star law that only punishes the ringleader. With Taoli University's aggressive tactics, all those implicated in the protests will be singled out and severely punished.

The buzzing sound suddenly became much less.

As if pressured by the female student's momentum, the next person to speak softened his tone: "We're not making trouble! These communication towers are really harmful to your health!"

Chen Xiao'er was at a loss for words: she probably understood what they were trying to say. Regardless of whether the school would later reclaim the land, at least the act of "building a signal tower" was legal and compliant.

Therefore, in order to prevent the construction of the signal tower in the first step, they will definitely insist that "the signal tower will harm health" and unite with local residents to resist.

Even though he yelled a few times, the atmosphere became much more relaxed than before.

Chen Xiao'er took two steps forward with a feigned air of casualness, slightly opening her arms towards them. "Signal towers undergo rigorous testing before they go into operation. To prove they're harmful to health, you must provide relevant data and evidence."

She didn't expect to convince this group of people immediately, her biggest goal was to delay time.

Judging from the trends on the school forum, all the student union officials, including the president, have returned to school. Now only a dozen student union members and two classes are responsible for this task.

As long as she can successfully drag the demonstration team here, even if it means talking nonsense, it will be better to drag it on for 1-2 hours, so that most of the impatient people will disperse on their own.

Even if this idea is too difficult, it can at least slow down the escalation of the incident and give less radical residents time to calm down and leave.

The protesters looked at each other in confusion. After more than ten seconds, there was a sudden commotion in the back row.

A lady who looked to be around 40 years old squeezed out of the crowd. Her right hand was wrapped in a thick bandage and she walked up to Chen Xiao'er.

rustle.

The lady silently untied the bandage on her arm, revealing a large ulcer. Blisters and sticky scars mixed together, as oozing as a burn.

"Hiss... What's going on?" Chen Xiao'er was speechless and got goosebumps all over her body.

As expected, the people around took the opportunity to make fun of him: "You want evidence, right? Here's the evidence!"

"Her injury was caused by the signal tower."

"Radiation! It must be radiation!"

How is that possible?

While radiation could have caused these festering wounds, how high would that radiation level be? If the radiation from those signal towers was really that extreme, most of the students who were installing parts yesterday would have died.

Just as Chen Xiao'er was about to deny it, she saw several men and women squeeze in from behind the crowd, each of them lifting up their sleeves or clothes with a clear conscience.

They were indeed very similar festering wounds! She was stunned: Could it really be the school's doing?

......

Unlike Chen Xiao'er, who was in deep cognitive confusion, Mi Luo, who was watching from the sidelines, quickly found common ground among the outliers.

Any abnormality that shows "wounds" to Chen Xiao'er is a poisonous abnormality.

Therefore, the "poisoning" mentioned by the anomalies after being distorted by zero does not mean that the church injured them with energy piles, but that the poison is not their inherent innate attribute, but another existence has placed the poison in their bodies in order to fight against the church.

[0: Bishop, they are misleading Chen Xiao'er's cognition. What should we do?]

Leave it to me.

Milo nodded to Ling, then quickly walked towards Chen Xiao'er and pressed her trembling shoulders with one hand.

Looking at the girl's fragile and doubtful eyes, she smiled confidently: It's okay, you did a good job.

Moreover, these anomalies not only "betrayed" the existence that controlled them under the suppression of Zero, but also caused a huge loophole in the plan of that existence.

If the person who constructed this trap was really the holder of the poison power, these manipulated pawns inadvertently gave Chen Xiao'er a perception that was not conducive to the spread of the poison.

For Xiao'er, it will only be a "poison" transmitted by contact rather than a "virus" transmitted through the air.

Chen Xiao'er raised her face, and the sunlight outlined Milo's back.

The professor stood between her and the aggressive crowd, saying calmly but firmly, "Your injuries could not have been caused by the communications tower. Someone must have deliberately poisoned you. As a professor at Taoli University, I will be responsible for thoroughly investigating this matter."

She tapped the phone on her waist gently: "Please pay attention, we will not let go of anything illegal."

The devil's power was stirring at this moment. Even though it was suppressed by human will, it still added a bit of power to her words, far surpassing her usual superpowers.

Ding, ding ding.

In Chen Xiao'er's eyes full of trust, Mi Luo's words at this moment were like the harsh terms before the contract was signed, and just reading them out was extremely frightening.

They instinctively understood one thing: if they didn't leave, they would probably be hunted by more powerful beings.

What's more, the conversation with Chen Xiao'er just now was also shrouded in a strange atmosphere, which always made them, with their poor intelligence, have the illusion that they would "do something wrong" and "will be killed."

"Teacher!" Chen Xiao'er exclaimed softly.

Under the intimidation of Professor Milo, the protesting crowd gradually dispersed!