Father Mavie

Chapter 286 Law of Order (Please Subscribe!!!)
Not long after, the two men dressed as clerks finished their breakfast, and hurried towards the government office after paying the bill. After the conversation just now, Ma Wei learned that they were clerks working for the Tobolsk local government and the last The low-level office clerks have a monthly salary of only 8 rubles and 60 kopeks, which is neither rich nor particularly poor.

Ma Wei was not in a hurry to leave, the sun was slowly rising, he sat on the seat set up in the open-air cafe and basked in the sun, the waiter took away the tray and poured him a cup of hot coffee again, looking like he had nothing to do on a holiday middle class.

Although he seemed to be doing nothing, Ma Wei didn't fish for fish. He pretended to read the newspaper, but actually observed the situation on Qiming Street secretly. Diagonally in front of No. 55 Hotel where he was staying was the small church where the School of Order held academic seminars. The door there was closed , no one comes in or out.

Tobolsk is not a small city. It is only a little smaller than Tyumen. As the military, administrative and transportation center of West Siberia, there are not only railways but also river ports. There are also many light industry processing plants and 10,000+ permanent residents. After the influx of refugees, the population surged to around 30.

The Church of Truth has not yet set foot in this city, and the refugees who come here can only accept the joint relief of the Wisdom God Church and the local government, with 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 he could do about it. Without the threat of the Church of Truth, the Tobolsk local government would of course save as much as possible. At the same time, the Church of Wisdom would take the opportunity to distribute Holy Communion to the people who listened to the mass to win people's hearts.
There were not many refugees around Qiming Street, and they probably all went to Tor Street to hear mass and receive 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, managed to attract the attention of some people. A girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old came over with a stack of leaflets. A small gift was presented—a silver iron badge with a small balance engraved on it.

"As long as you wear this order badge, you can participate in the academic seminar starting at 3 pm 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 don't sell anything in disguise, do you? Many things that appear to be free actually have to pay an expensive price behind them."

"Of course not! Please rest assured, there is indeed no charge for wearing a badge to participate in the seminar! We will not sell you strange things, we just want to promote order."

"Oh, what is the purpose of your school?"

Ma Wei inquired about the core of the teachings of the School of Order.

"The operating law of chaos and order." The girl blurted out, and it seems that it is not the first time to answer a similar question: "No matter what kind of era, order is needed as a criterion for regulating behavior, such as the laws implemented by the kingdom and the operation of society. Ways, they all belong to the law of order, if there is no order, wouldn't the world fall into chaos?"

"Sounds reasonable." Mavi nodded.

Seeing that Ma Wei was interested, the girl hurriedly chased after the victory: "There are many classifications of the law of order. After our research, we found that there are all kinds of people in this world. Through their attitudes towards society and order, they can be divided into three categories. There are three categories of lawful, neutral, and chaotic, and through moral standards, we can distinguish kindness, neutrality, and evil. This is a thorough interpretation of human nature. Everyone can find the classification corresponding to their own personality. We are guided by the balance of order. Keep moving forward, as long as you master the order, you can lead yourself to success!"

The more the girl spoke, the more excited she became, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes were full of fiery madness. In the end, she even directly took Ma Wei's palm and said loudly: "Sir, do you want to be successful? Join the School of Order and you will be successful! Money, Beauty and power are at your fingertips!"

Ma Wei pulled out his palm, and said lightly: "Joining you can achieve success? If that's the case, why are you handing out leaflets here?"

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Sir, everything must be done step by step, and success is the same. Join us and you will get the result that is sure to succeed, instead of omitting the process leading to success."

not easy
Ma Wei narrowed his eyes, and the fact that the girl handing out leaflets in front of him could say these words showed that the core purpose of the School of Order has been perfected, and the brainwashing has also been carried out very thoroughly
This made Ma Wei more and more interested in them. An organization with independent teachings and core purposes must have masters behind it.

Last time, Selina said that the Church of Happiness was created artificially. These small churches are born to be food, waiting for the arrival of the destined person
This incident made Ma Wei realize that behind these small churches, there is a pair of invisible hands manipulating everything. If he wants to find out the truth, he has to follow the vines to find out the real mastermind behind the scenes.

If you can get in touch with the founder of the School of Order, maybe you will find something
"Do you believe in order, or He who represents order?" Ma Wei asked.

"Order is created, and there are no exceptions to any law. It is like the seemingly natural instinct of a beast. Looking at its essence, it is nothing more than nature, and it is the great Him who creates nature." The girl smiled and said: " If you want to learn more, sir, come to the afternoon seminar, my name is Kursa, I look forward to your visit, remember to wear a badge, and you can save the entrance fee.”

Slightly bowing, the girl walked briskly towards the next target, handing out leaflets on the winter streets.

Ma Wei watched her silently, tasting the cold coffee. After a while, he drank the last drop of 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 already left, and was replaced by an elderly woman behind the counter. Her face was covered with wrinkles, deep nasolabial folds, and loose skin drooped at the corners of her mouth. She was closing her eyes. Take a rest, your head is bouncing bit by bit, as if you are falling asleep.

Ma Wei didn't bother her, and walked lightly towards the stairs.

"Don't be fooled by them."

The moment Ma Wei stepped up the stairs, a low and hoarse voice sounded behind him. The old woman opened her eyes at some point, and looked at the street outside the window with cloudy eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. The laws of order are being explained to a passing worker.

"In the past three months, I've seen too many people like you walk into that little church." The old woman said to herself, "It's a man-eating devil's den, and people who come out of it are like That little girl has also changed. They are greedy for profit and will do anything 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 set an example for your 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 come to me to buy a stool. They don't have enough church seats, so you have to stand when you go late."

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Doing it for a long time to sell stools?

No. Maybe he's really a smart guy.
Shaking his head, Mavie continued to step up the stairs. He had already decided to attend the seminar that started at 3 pm, and no matter what the old woman said, he would not change his decision.

Back in the room, Mavi found that Junia had woken up. She was lying on the window sill and meowing at a tabby cat. When she meowed, the tabby cat also meowed. It looked like It's some kind of ancient communication of consciousness.

"Ah! Dad, you are back!"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Junia left and jumped off the window sill, trotting over: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"Go downstairs to have breakfast and gather information."

"Hmph!" Junia pursed her mouth, "So Dad, you stole some good food."

"Didn't I think of you?" Ma Wei poked her forehead: "What do you want for lunch? There seems to be a Sardinian restaurant downstairs. Let's go there for lunch?"

"Well! That's about the same!"

"What were you doing just now?" Ma Wei glanced at the empty window sill, and the tabby cat had disappeared.

"Practice your self-created language! Younia and Xiao Hei planned for a long time before, and finally got a little brow." Younia said complacently: "This way you don't have to memorize the nine-nine multiplication table!"

What should be memorized is still to be memorized, what can I do if I don’t know how to count.
Muttering in his heart, Ma Wei did not directly hit Junia's creative enthusiasm, but asked: "Can you communicate with Mao Mao normally?"

"It doesn't seem to be possible."

"like?"

"That's right. I asked him what he ate today, and he told me that he wanted to find a girlfriend recently. I asked him if he had a favorite cat, and he told me that corn is the best food"

Isn't that the answer to the question?

Obviously, there is something wrong with the way you two communicate!

On the surface it is the language used by cats, but in fact
The cat itself can't understand what you are talking about.

Just like spaghetti won't mix 42 concrete.

"Take your time. Language is an esoteric subject. Some people can't even recognize ABCD. It is even more difficult to create a language."

"Sooner or later, I will succeed! Before I succeed, I will never memorize the ninety-nine multiplication! Use it as my unyielding motivation!" Junia said with a firm face: "And Younia has recently felt that her knowledge reserve is a little lacking , 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 ordering a big one for you at noon?"

"Okay, okay!"

Leading Junia, who was eager to try and was in an extremely good mood, Ma Wei walked out of the hotel. Suddenly, at the end of the street, he saw several familiar figures.

(End of this chapter)