Tokyo: Rabbit Officer and Her Evil Partner
Chapter 203 - 124: The Master’s Superpower

Chapter 203: Chapter 124: The Master’s Superpower

"You’ve come all this way, but not going in at the door, wouldn’t that be quite impolite?"

Fushimi Roku looked sincere, saying he and Otomachi Hayashi hit it off instantly, and the latter felt the same way, but was too shy to say it out loud. Now, hearing Fushimi Roku say this, Otomachi Hayashi felt both gratified and guilty, so he changed the subject and said, "It’s more lively here during the day; it might be a bit deserted at night... Let me take you to the South District to have a look."

As he spoke, he turned the steering wheel, and the beam of the high beam lights swept across, revealing a cluster of low factory buildings to Fushimi Roku.

Compared to other shrines, the religious facilities of the Aum Truth Sect are quite simple, probably built in this style to save costs. Outside the factory area, there was a vast wilderness. Spring had not yet returned, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but yellow withered grass.

The factory in the South District was slightly more impressive. At least its outer walls were coated with white putty, and the doors and windows were all white. It might look quite holy during the day, but at night it seemed a bit gloomy.

Otomachi Hayashi parked the car by the door, got out first and pulled out the wheelchair, helping Fushimi Roku get on it. The latter leaned against the backrest and looked up to see warm yellow light emanating from the factory windows.

"They’re still awake so late?" Fushimi Roku asked curiously.

"Quite a few people join the sect at night. Our sect offers 24-hour service to believers." Otomachi Hayashi cleared his mind, thinking that he shouldn’t get distracted from work, should not be soft-hearted, and must treat every ’visitor’ seriously.

"Oh, how dedicated," Fushimi Roku praised with a thumbs-up.

"As it should be... as it should be. The hardship is nothing for spreading the Venerable’s truth to the world."

Otomachi Hayashi pushed the wheelchair, leading Fushimi Roku forward. A believer noticed them through the observation hole and opened the gate in advance.

The originally spacious factory was divided into cubicles with wooden panels, with a large open space in the center covered with tatami. A portrait photo hung on the wall. Otomachi Hayashi pointed at the photo and said, "That is the Venerable, the founder of the Aum Truth Sect, sent to this world as Shiva’s deputy. By practicing according to his methods, everyone can obtain superpowers beyond nature..."

Fushimi Roku looked carefully and saw that the man in the photo had a dense beard, neatly combed long hair, a chubby round face, small eyes, and no trace of a worldly sage’s aura... If it were his previous life, just this face alone would’ve cut off any path of preaching or immortality.

Four or five people were sitting cross-legged on the tatami, both men and women, looking like they were also here for a tour. Opposite them sat a middle-aged man in a blue robe, explaining the doctrines of the Aum Truth Sect to them.

"The seeker who is preaching there is the Master. He’s responsible for this branch. Whether it’s worship or joining the sect, you can talk to him."

After speaking, Otomachi Hayashi pushed Fushimi Roku forward to let him listen in as well. The other people were so engrossed they didn’t notice the footsteps from behind.

"There are crises everywhere in today’s world. The upper echelons are already preparing for nuclear war, building underground shelters, leaving us poor people to suffer on the surface. Environmental pollution is getting worse, earthquakes, tsunamis, and other disasters are frequent. The shadow of war has never disappeared, all indicating that the apocalypse is coming!"

"Yet, we are not without hope!"

"Asahara Shoko, the Venerable of the Aum Truth Sect, is the incarnation of Maitreya Bodhisattva and possesses Transcendent abilities! He can foresee the future, know the exact time of the world’s end, and see through everyone’s hearts. He once levitated in the air and performed miracles to cure terminally ill patients!"

"Only by joining our sect and practicing devoutly can one achieve salvation when the end times arrive. Our unique meditation and yoga practice can purify your soul, clear internal karmic obstacles, and connect you with the mysterious powers of the universe..."

...

The Master was passionately speaking when suddenly a woman sitting on a cushion raised her hand and asked, "Excuse me... is there a superpower to make someone prettier?"

Fushimi Roku thought, what kind of question is that? Has appearance anxiety become trendy so soon? He turned his head and saw the Master nod earnestly and said, "Yes, as long as you practice with devotion and undistractedly follow the Venerable’s teachings, you can reach a Transcendent state and possess all sorts of incredible abilities..."

Another man raised his hand and interrupted, "Can it make someone wealthy?"

Upon hearing this, the Master immediately put on a stern face and sternly said, "What we pursue is the truth of life. Those worldly things only obstruct practice. Don’t be blinded by secular values. The pursuit of money and fame is all illusory! Our sect is the real spiritual purity!"

Alright, alright, you can have superpowers, but not wealth. Fushimi Roku nearly couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Surely, he came to the right place, these people are really interesting, and they speak so nicely, it feels like being home.

"It was your claim of making money that brought me here!" The questioner pouted discontentedly, stood up, and said, "What on earth! Wasting my time... I’m heading back."

The Master surprisingly did not stop him, and there were no ambushes on either side, so the man walked out of the factory just like that. Fushimi Roku was a bit disappointed; he thought it would be like a multi-level marketing base where once you come, you can’t leave.

But then again, it made sense; in ’91, the Aum Truth Sect was quiet, having given up on terrorist attacks, and focused more on cultural promotion. By next year, the Aum Truth Sect’s social reputation would gradually improve.

Seeing someone taking the lead to leave, others couldn’t hold back.

A young man with crafty eyes stood up, pointed at the Master, and turned to everyone, saying, "This guy is obviously a fraud, don’t believe his nonsense! A world war might be possible, but superpowers, it looks like a trick for children, doesn’t it?"

After speaking, he looked down on the first woman who spoke, mocking, "Only someone like you would fall for it, huh? Since you’re so unattractive, accept your fate and don’t expect these deceitful practices..."

"Shut up!"

The Master shouted loudly, full of momentum, with echoes constantly reverberating in the factory. The others widened their eyes, only to see him righteously stating, "No matter how you defame me or insult me, it doesn’t matter, but I don’t allow you to humiliate my guests, nor defame the Venerable!"

"Baka!" The young man elongated his tone, put his hands on his hips, and said, "I said it, what can you do? Use your superpower to hit me? Don’t joke..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Master suddenly extended his right hand, formed his five fingers into a claw-like gesture, with an expression of ’energy-gathering’ on his face.

Immediately, the young man clutched his throat as though some invisible force gripped his trachea, making his face turn red quickly, producing frightening ’sizzling’ inhales.

The crowd exclaimed in shock, so superpowers truly exist! The young man, in pain, pleaded with breathy gasps. The Master, looking compassionate, said, "I abide by precepts, reluctant to kill; I hope you find your way back and atone for your sins."

After speaking, the Master released his hand. The young man collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, with a terror-stricken expression. Before the others could react, he kowtowed repeatedly to the Master, then turned to apologize to the woman he mocked.

The crowd was shocked and began to yearn for this power. As the young man humbly kowtowed, they felt a certain desire stirring within their hearts.

"Wonderful! Truly wonderful."

Fushimi Roku couldn’t help but applaud in admiration.