Conan's winery play house

Chapter 323 The Core That Doesn't Exist
"My spell power also consumes emotional points..." Aito looked thoughtfully at the reduced numbers behind the emotional value bar.

Mana comes from people's emotions.

And he was diagnosed with emotional deficiency, so he should have no magic power.

But in terms of emotions alone, he is not lacking.

Emotions of admiration or fear from countless people provided him.

And because of the six eyes, the use of spell power was saved as much as possible, just like Cang just consumed one hundred emotional points.

With his emotional value of hundreds of millions, he can use Cang one after another to destroy the world.

Even if you do that, the emotional value will not necessarily be exhausted.

Because of the existence of Uncle System, who can replace everything with emotional value, he is omnipotent.

"Hey, have you practiced secretly yet? You are doing very well, and you are already at my level..." Gojo Satoru, whose whereabouts were uncertain, reappeared, looked at the traces left by the spell, and praised very proudly .

Sure enough, it definitely has something to do with him.

Such a familiar act of destroying the environment.

Hmm... this must have nothing to do with him.

It's just... With such a big commotion, it seems that I have to go to Principal Ye Moth's side.

"Come with me." Gojo Satoru beckoned, beckoning the boy to follow him.

Aito looked at Gojo Satoru, who always had a barrier on him.

No lower limit.

It seems to be very close, but in fact there is a distance that cannot really touch each other.

"Mr. Gojo's unlimited limit...has it been broken by someone?" Aituo asked softly as he followed the other party away.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru was stunned for a rare moment.

The only time he was forced to break the limitless limit was a long time ago.

When I was a high school student.

His assassination by the magician killer Fuhesher.

The opponent's attack broke his no-lower-limit barrier and directly beat him to the brink of death.

If he hadn't learned the reversal technique at the critical moment of life and death, he might have really died.

But after he learned the reversal technique, he truly became the strongest.

Why would Ato know?

"Why do you know about such a long time ago?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and looked at the boy with a smile.

"It's just a feeling," Ato explained.

He seems to have seen such a scene...

"It turned out to be a feeling~" Gojo Satoru's voice was meaningful.

Could it be that he in another world even talked about this kind of past?

But that's all in the past.

Right now, he is the strongest.

The man who drove the unlimited car was walking lightly. In fact, the soles of the shoes did not touch the ground at all, not even an ant was trampled to death.

Miyamoto Aito is trying to remember the past.

He found that when he was with Gojo Satoru, it was easy to recall the lost memories.

Although what I think of is the memory related to the other party.

"Use your eyes to see how he learned the reversal technique between life and death." A man in a white coat squatted beside him, with a huge screen beside him.

The boy in the black uniform on the screen has white hair and blue eyes, but at this moment he is lying in a pool of blood, and his white hair is also stained red by the blood.

The pale blue eyes were also half-downcast powerlessly.

Everyone who saw him thought he was going to die, or had already died.

There is also a pool of blood outside the screen. The white-haired and blue-eyed boy is dying in the pool of blood. Even the location and degree of the injury are exactly the same as the boy on the screen.

"You are a good boy, don't let us down." The voice of the man in the white coat was low and gentle.

When the boy on the screen comprehended the reversal technique and healed his wounds and revived with blood, the boy off-screen also learned the reversal technique and stood up from the pool of blood.

Standing aside obediently, waiting for the next order.

"Can your reversal technique only heal yourself, or can it also heal others?" the man asked.

"Try it, Ato."

"Try to revive Salvino." The man chuckled.

Locked in an iron cage, the scarred teenager was brought before them together with the cage.

"Hey, Teacher Yemo..." Gojo Satoru walked into a room, raised a hand and said lightly.

"Destroy the school, five thousand words of self-criticism." The man said ruthlessly.

"Hey??? It's not me this time. It's him. Let him write the [-]-word review." Gojo Satoru sold what he thought was his real son without hesitation.

"Review?" Aituo tilted his head when he came back to his senses.

Is that the kind of review that is full of my mistakes?

"..." Ye Mo Zhengdao looked at the boy who looked like a primary school student pushed out by Gojo Satoru, hesitant to speak.

Ask a primary school student to write a [-]-word review?
as well as……

Why did this kid give him such a sense of déjà vu?
This white hair, these eyes, that little sunglasses...

It is really similar to a student I taught in college.

"Look, look, you must have discovered it, right? This is my son~ Just like me, he has six eyes and no lower limit, he is a genius at a young age~" Gojo Satoru said to Noctua with a bragging face Open your mouth.

"Did you have children when you were in high school?" Noctua Zhengdao asked after a moment of silence.

The child's age...

"How old are you?" Night Moth asked Aituo rightly.

"12 years old." The white-haired and blue-eyed teenager smiled brightly, and answered questions very cooperatively.

It's completely different from a thorny student who has been disobedient since entering the college.

"Wu You are 28 years old, right, 12 years old..." Ye Mozhengdao hesitated to speak.

It turns out that the thorny student has more thorny things, but he only knows it now.

He had a son at the age of 16, which means that he was pregnant at the age of 15.

Wu this guy...

"You go out first." Night Moth Zhengdao's attitude towards Aito was full of patience and friendliness.

"Okay." Aito nodded and exited the room.

The next second after closing the door, I heard a banging sound coming from inside.

"[-]-word self-criticism, remember to hand it in." Ye Mozheng said ruthlessly to the thorny student.

"I'm already a teacher, and the teacher doesn't need to write a review, hehehehehehe—" Gojo Gojo smiled smugly.

The cursed bones in the form of dolls attacked Gojo Satoru one after another, and were then sent flying one by one.

"The doll next to him..." Ye Mo Zhengdao said while watching the curse skeletons playing with the thorn-headed student.

"It's completely different from your curse skeletons, teacher. Even I can't feel where its core is at all..." Wujo Satoru said while looking at the large and small curse skeletons around him.

The special mantra Panda has three cores, providing different powers.

But no matter how he looked at the teddy bear that was following Aituo, he couldn't see the core.

Although there are many weapons hidden inside that doll bear besides cotton.

Otherwise, it is no different from ordinary dolls.

But the fact that bear paws can also grow claws is not such a doll.

After all, normal dolls don't grow claws.

(End of this chapter)