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Chapter 102 101. Androgen

The first rule of testicular cancer mutual aid is, don't mention it.

But now the rules have changed a bit.

Because of the trials, the Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Society looked like a kind of harmless gathering for humans and animals, and it began to spread faster, not only in the Siusic and St. Louis districts, but also in other urban areas. Most of the reasons came from The exploration of urban legends and trials comes from people's purest thirst for knowledge.

"I'm very interested in the Testicular Cancer Support Group."

Ke Lin threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his shoes, and said calmly to the propagandist.

The propagandist looked like someone who worked in the IT industry, wearing a plaid shirt, wearing black-rimmed glasses, with a slightly stooped spine and a thin body.

When he saw Ke Lin, he was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he had heard it wrong, let alone testicular cancer, with this posture, I would believe you even if you said you had four balls.

But the propagandist is not afraid. Under the influence of the atmosphere in the mutual aid association during this period of time, he has become stronger than before. Even if he meets a black man wearing a hood in a slum, his heartbeat will speed up by up to 20.00%.

"Actually, it doesn't take it literally, we're committed to giving everyone a sense of kind."

"Spiritually, I used to... always feel scared, whether it is contact with the opposite sex, various social interactions, or even paying bills. But after joining the mutual aid association, I gradually understood everything."

"Come with me to the activity room, don't worry, there will be no fee for this, if this is some kind of deception, you can beat me up anytime, never fight back, and you won't call the police."

"There are free cookies and coffee."

The man with glasses said sincerely, and adjusted his glasses.

Ke Lin couldn't believe that these words would come from an IT man. The Testicular Cancer Mutual Aid Society is such a terrible thing. The confidence hidden in his words sounds very powerful.

"Uh... let's go."

Colin lit a cigarette and shook one out for him, but he said that he didn't smoke, and he never even drank alcohol.

The man with glasses led Colin to turn left and right, and entered a somewhat remote alleyway, squeezed by tall buildings, where the sun couldn't even shine.

Colin was not puzzled, because the Mutual Aid Association was officially listed as an illegal organization, and it was normal for their activity room to be located in a hidden place.

"Why do you want to join? New members have to share their experience. You can make some preparations in advance. I had a lot of embarrassment when I first joined."

The man with glasses reminded him kindly.

Ke Lin was shocked, is there such a link?No, there should be this kind of link, just like the AA meeting, everyone sits together and shares, as long as the bad things caused by alcohol are revealed, the pressure will be less, and we will make progress together with mutual encouragement , overcoming alcoholism together.

And what this organization wants to overcome is fear.

He racked his brains thinking about his cowardly experience, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. The conditions for domestic violence were lacking, and the marriage ended in a relatively peaceful way, and there was no midlife crisis or anything.

"School... School violence, yes, when I was in high school, the football captain always liked to bully me. I was very cowardly at that time, and I have never been able to let it go."

Colin said calmly.

The man in glasses turned pale with fright. Looking at Ke Lin's face, the fierce scar and the fierce eyes that had slaughtered countless people, he was afraid that the campus was not violent enough, but it was not too bad.

In addition, isn’t this plot too classic? Asshole, is it that the captain of the football team just likes to wear a baseball jacket with blue bottom and white sleeves, happens to be driving a Volt car, and happens to have a cheerleader’s girlfriend, who just happens to be holding an event? Had a big party but you just weren't invited.

But the man with glasses didn't speculate wildly, he couldn't simply deny a person's past, maybe he really had an unknown tragic experience.

"Yes, after you join us, you will definitely overcome it, and we will work hard together."

The man with glasses said sincerely.

Ke Lin was very interested, but wanted to see how this organization brainwashed people.

Guided by the man with glasses, he pushed open an iron gate and descended the stairs into a basement. Colin came to the so-called activity room. The space was not small. It should have been a warehouse or something, but now it was rented out.

All the facilities are also very simple, with white electric pole lighting, some lockers and tables for storing things, other than that, there are only folding chairs in a circle, and there are about 20 seats, which are already full of people at this time, but There was no whispering, and everyone's expressions looked pained.

Seeing a newcomer come in, several people who found Ke Lin reluctantly smiled bitterly and waved to him.

Ke Lin remained calm on the surface, but his heart was full of turmoil, so heavy brother?This fucking memorial service is worse than a memorial service, the atmosphere is too bad.

He thought it was like a cult organization, engaged in such things as the science of testicle success, dare to either destroy in pain, or explode in pain, bastard.

As Colin took his seat, the atmosphere became more serious.

The man in glasses was doing the work of laying hands, packing cookies on a workbench. These were some gifts for those who made changes, and there were medals and other things like Alcoholics Anonymous.

Ke Lin shook his legs, a little anxious, and subconsciously took out a cigarette to smoke, but no one stopped him.

The leader of the organizer was a middle-aged man with pale skin. Colin could tell at a glance that he was a drug addict. He had varicose veins on his face, some blood vessels burst open, and his lips were white. However, there were no complications of skin diseases, sores or ringworm. Kind of stuff, probably in the process of withdrawal.

The middle-aged man looked at the time on his watch, and when it was time, he clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"I can feel that some people have changed, and there is determination in their eyes."

"The homework assigned last time, I saw on the news that someone has already done it well, and the effect is quite good."

Next, the middle-aged man took out exquisite handicrafts from a cabinet, which were several copper badges with the characters "Freedom" engraved on them.

He handed out to some of them.

"He caused a major supermarket chain to lose power for an entire day by destroying the electrical circuit, and you have contributed to the just cause of humanity."

He gave the badge to a person who was sitting, and the person stood up and expressed his thoughts: "My wife... always thinks that I am a waste, just because I sell the company's products to some neighbors, and she feels very embarrassed."

He was a little crying, and continued to add: "I just want to live a better life and work harder. In short, I feel like I was a corpse before, and now I am really alive."

"Thanks for sharing."

The middle-aged man took the lead in clapping, and the rest followed suit. Colin was shocked, but when the atmosphere came, he clapped in line with the people around him.

"This is... an old member. After so long, he has finally gained something. The day before yesterday, he stunned a few fitness trainers with an electric baton, and single-handedly dealt with several people."

The middle-aged man also gave him the medal. This is a somewhat fat man.

"I've always been insecure about my body... although everyone doesn't say it, I know they laugh at me in their hearts."

"I've learned a lot. A real man doesn't have to have a strong body."

"As long as you have the awareness to risk your life for the things you protect, and how to shoot."

"I...have dignity."

Fatty said.

Ke Lin seemed indifferent on the surface, but a bolt of lightning had already exploded in his heart, you fucking... you're pretty good at talking.

Thunderous applause erupted.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged man awarded honors to two of them, and Colin's scalp was numb. The so-called homework is to go around and cause indiscriminate damage, right? The fire hydrant is getting water all over the place and disturbing the people, and it's so fucking bad.

But if you think about it, Di Kuo is all the offal of stealing beer in the convenience store, and you can figure it out.

After doing all this, the middle-aged man scanned the seats, and everyone's eyes were on him. After thinking for a while, he began to speak.

"There are a lot of newcomers here, you may... think it's ridiculous."

"Maybe it is true. We are not some compulsive evil organization. If you feel uncomfortable, you can leave at any time."

"But we do have a way to make people brave."

"This is... logical, not theological, nor illusory, and it is close to our lives."

"Yes, our thoughts are a tragedy in social progress. We know too much about ourselves, are shaped too much by the outside world, and are enslaved by the illusion of having ourselves."

"Ads tempt people to buy things they don't need, leather sofas, handmade dishes, electronic equipment."

"So people keep going to work to buy these unnecessary things, but everyone is using them. You have to blend in and then sink. What you own will eventually own you and become you."

"And nothing is a more powerful motive than sinking."

"I hate success studies. Those who sell success books make people become cowards."

"If a person has enough motivation to succeed, does he still need to buy some third-rate books to cheat money?"

"You just stand at the counter, put your middle finger up, and say fuck you to success."

"TV shows, social software, marriage, games, fast food restaurants, hair growth agents, razors, are constantly injecting estrogen into people, preaching love and peace, and then using invisible abuse, with the most basic wealth, to come Give us a resounding slap in the face, and even our dignity and backbone will be wiped out."

"It's not anyone's fault, no one can be a man with a double whammy like this."

"Self-improvement may not be the answer, self-destruction is."

"Only by abandoning everything can one be free."

"Having to go against all odds and feel your true self in the raging darkness, based on raw wildness and the purest male hormones."

"Filthy, burn it up."

"Rough, polish it."

"What is weak, make it strong."

The middle-aged man demonstrated by example, spread his five fingers, picked up a utility knife, clicked, stretched out the blade, and then stabbed back and forth between his fingers, and if he made a mistake, his fingers would be cut to pieces.

"It doesn't make sense." He continued to add: "It's just that I no longer fear pain, and power... spreads endlessly in my soul."

Colin was stunned, the soot forgot to shake and accumulated for a long time, he looked around, everyone's eyes were faintly excited, he didn't know how to describe these people, it's just, so fucking... I don't know, Colin doesn't know how to describe it, it's too fucked.

Mutual aid clubs are like this, what the hell is a trial.

Next, the middle-aged man asked Ke Lin and another newcomer to share, saying that this is the rule of the mutual aid association.

At this moment, a woman pushed the door open.

"Is this the Testicular Cancer Support Club?"

It was a rather tall woman, even 1.8 meters tall, with a slender figure like a stage actor, wearing very fashionable leather boots and leather pants and a silver leather jacket with sequins, her long hair was also dyed silver, wearing a You can't see your eyes with blue sunglasses, but you can still see the facial features beyond the eyes, tall nose bridge, fair skin, and a man's cigarette dangling from his mouth.

"It's... yes, but we generally only accept men."

The middle-aged man was a little dazed, he had never seen such a situation, not even in other activity rooms.

"At least you still have testicles. I don't even have testicles. I am the most qualified to stay here."

The woman pulled out a folding chair very familiarly, motioned for Colin and the people sitting next to him to vacate their seats, then sat down quite naturally, crossed her legs, and took a deep breath of cigarettes.

Colin is speechless, it's too dreamy, too abstract, what happened in this small space is too abstract, it's as abstract as a fucking different world, outer space Predator vs Alien Godzilla in Wonderland Fifty Shades of Gray Ghosts are not over The Matrix Brave New World Quantum Mechanics Gamma Rays Sunspots Big Bang.

"Then... three new members, please share your experiences."

The middle-aged man calmed down and said so.

(End of this chapter)