Zongman: I have really retired!

[Gojo Satoru] knows [Xia Youjie] very well, and there should be no one in this world who knows [Xia Youjie] better than him.

At first, he really didn't expect that [Xia Youjie] would be good-tempered and give him a chance to vent instead of turning around and leaving again. He was mentally prepared to torture [Xia Youjie] every day, but he didn't expect that he would just move a little bit. After being discouraged, [Xia Youjie] compromised, and it became a bit boring.

[Gojo Satoru] was thinking in the room with his legs crossed.

Jay's character is very stubborn. Logically speaking, he will never be convinced by me so easily. That bastard is full of lies, so he can suddenly let go...

[Gojo Satoru] looked at the phone in his hand. Although Jay sent a bunch of messy things, it seems that Jay has finished watching the second season...

So it definitely has something to do with anime...

[Gojo Satoru] touched his chin thoughtfully and thought, of course he also read a little bit, but when he found that Natsu Youjie in the anime did not appear next to Gojo Satoru, he threw it aside. It seemed that it should be The plot behind it.

[Gojo Satoru] pursed his lips, feeling unconvinced in his heart, but he still honestly clicked on the video. He must know what [Xia Youjie] had done without telling him, and he always felt that that guy was going to do something else. event……

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"Do you hate me so much that you want to kill all the conjurers?"

[Gojo Satoru] sat in front of his desk quite boredly. His fingers skillfully controlled the rotation of a ballpoint pen. The ballpoint pen in his hand rotated with his mind like an obedient toy. As the movement accelerated, the rotating ballpoint pen rotated. The intensity is also getting stronger.

If it was someone like a fountain pen, probably everything in this office would suffer except [Gojo Satoru] himself.

"As expected, I still hate orthodoxy, no matter whose it is."

[Gojo Satoru] was a little emotional. In his opinion, Mu Miaoyin was probably the same type of person as [Xia Youjie], a bit of an idealist, but unfortunately she was not strong enough, so she could only be forced to accept the reality. In the end, because she could not Complicity with reality and suicide.

"This girl and Kujiu Yuki will definitely be able to chat!"

[Gojou Satoru] is extremely sure of this. He has heard some rumors about Jiujiu. Jiujiu wants to create a world where curse spirits will not be produced. [Gojou Satoru] thinks she should ask Xia Youjie for help. Since those two people can go to this world and other worlds as well, why not just take her away as well.

The world is so big... no, there are so many worlds, but there is always a world that will not produce cursed spirits. [Gojo Satoru] thought that if Kujiu Yuki agreed, he could reluctantly go to those two people to ask for mercy. Anyway, he didn't want it. At that time, the wife who had worked so hard to coax her back was deceived by someone and ran away again. If he did it again, he would definitely kill that woman! ! !

He could tell that Xia Youjie in the anime did not know Gojo Satoru. He was really reincarnated. Whether it was his subconscious actions, habits or personality, they were all very different from the [Xia Youjie] he knew. But this way That’s fine, just throw away those unimportant and useless things in your new life!

Is this Xia Youjie really still the monkey he said in his previous life when he was sixteen years old? The only thing that is most similar to him in the impression is his weird bangs that are always conspicuous, so the bangs are really your true body! ! !

[Gojo Satoru]'s eyes flashed slightly, and he placed his mobile phone on the dark oak desk. The dark screen reflected his somewhat cold expression, which made him look somewhat silent and dead.

The hands of the old antique clock on the wall were ticking and turning. [Gojo Satoru] suddenly came back to his senses. He suddenly realized that he seemed to be affected by something. He quickly stood up, took his phone over and turned on the screen.

I adjusted the animation playback time rate back to the normal double speed and watched it again, and I discovered something was wrong.

Even he subconsciously ignored it...

really……

This animation... is definitely not made by human hands... it should be some kind of weird thing collected by Xia Youjie?

[Gojo Satoru] was lost in thought again, his calloused fingers gently rubbing his chin.

The animation style and soundtrack made him feel a little weird, something that ordinary people couldn't detect...

It doesn’t have much impact on humans…

It’s so weird that even six eyes almost didn’t notice it…

He had to admit that the world where Xia Youjie was reborn definitely had a lot of little secrets. It was really interesting...

[Gojo Satoru] fell back and collapsed on the sofa skillfully, stretching like a child coquettishly. If the small sofa had not restricted his performance, he would have rolled around.

ah! ! I want to play too! ! Those things look more fun than curse spirits, they are definitely quite interesting things! ! !

[Gojo Satoru] poked at the Rat King on the screen with his fingers. This little thing looked quite unique, but it was much prettier than the cursed spirit he had here.

Although this weird guy is called the Rat King, the prototype looks like a white rat in a laboratory. He has a similar temperament and doesn't resist when Xia Youjie pinches him.

[Gojo Satoru] remembered a cursed spirit he once exorcised. The cursed spirit was generated by humans' fear of rats, creatures that spread plague. It cannot be said to be exactly the same, it can only be said to be two completely different creatures.

The cursed spirit is so ugly that even a timid girl will scream and faint if she takes one more look at it. And weird...

Anyway, [Gojo Satoru] just wants to squeeze him, and he even wants to keep one to play with if possible.

Probably because they can be seen by ordinary people, most of the weird ones look pretty good. At least they have an appearance that someone can accept. Unlike the cursed spirits who rely on most people not being able to see them and look like crooked melons and jujubes. Human eyes are really ugly.

There isn't much information in the first season, but [Gojo Satoru] still noticed some sensitive points.

The first is "that thing".

It is known that there were cursed spirits in that world, otherwise Xia Youjie's technique would not have been named Cursed Spirit Exercise, so why did the cursed spirits disappear later?

And how did the weirdness come about?

In the play, it is only revealed that it is similar to the Curse Spirit, but how exactly is it similar?

It wasn't mentioned in the play, and [Gojo Satoru] didn't know either.

But this is not important. After all, judging from the attitude of the auxiliary supervisor, this is probably the basics, similar to their introductory knowledge of spells. The weird thing is that everyone knows "that thing" as a matter of course but never mentions it. get through this.

[Gojo Satoru] drew a big question mark on "that thing" on the paper.

It's like it's not a specific event with a beginning, an end, a turning point, and an ending process, but a conceptual thing like spells and spells. Everyone has noticed it, but everyone is subconsciously avoiding going deeper. Understand His presence.

You must know that this is a turning point in human history! !

That was the turning point in the disappearance of the cursed spirit and its strange rise. In other words, all the methods, methods, and experiences of mankind in dealing with the cursed spirit in the past had to be re-summarized, and most of the knowledge left by the predecessors had to be scrapped and started from scratch. How could such an ending be just that? Summarize the past with a simple sentence "that thing"?

[Gojo Satoru] I don’t believe that human beings will not record and study that period of history. Whether they are the unwilling people in the old era or the rising pioneers of the new era, they will study this period of history, or learn from it and improve the future, or lead to Take it as a warning to avoid repeating the mistakes of our predecessors.

As we all know, humans are a race that likes to record history. Although they have never learned lessons from history, they still enjoy it.

How could a race that even had to make up flowers for a diary written only for itself, let go of such an important event.

[Gojo Satoru] himself knows a lot of fabricated historical events. Just like descendants who are slightly promising will always make up a decent identity for their ancestors, true and false rumors have passed through the years. Baptism will also become real history.

In this regard, no matter how strict the state or relevant institutions and organizations are, they will always be negligent, so is it a restraint? Or something else? Just like this anime-like mental disturbance?

[Gojo Satoru] casually erased the words on the paper. There was no need for him to worry about this kind of thing. It was the past anyway, and he couldn't care about it no matter how much he understood it.

Compared with "that thing" that is illusory and useless, the thing that interests [Gojo Satoru] the most is the creature like Kaitan.

Powerful spellcasters and spell spirits will have their own areas. The principle is to use their spell power to cover the surrounding environment and form a barrier to isolate themselves from the enemy. In the field, the subject can change the rules and phenomena of the space according to his own will and characteristics, making his spells more effective and powerful.

The limitation of its powerful power is that there are very few people who possess it. Domain expansion is a skill that can only be unleashed by top spellcasters. Even for spell spirits who are unique in this aspect, there are only a handful of existences that can own domains.

Although there is no such thing as kaidan officially in the first season, based on some analysis by Meng Shuxu, [Gojo Satoru] still speculates that kaidan has a unique field regardless of strength or weakness. It is really enviable. Even a special-level spell spirit would be envious of someone who has a domain.

Gojo Satoru swiped the screen again and decided to watch the second season in one go. He must find the reason for Jay's compromise. Maomao's intuition is very good! !

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Note: It’s almost the bitter summer~ This part is relatively long and a little bit knife-y. I, Liu Xia Youjie, will not accept any refutation! ! There are a lot of private settings, don’t be stubborn with the author who was fooled by a knife. My hero will always be the gentle and clean boy who is the strongest on par with Gojo Satoru! ! !

besides! I try not to mention Kensuo in my articles! He doesn't deserve it! ! !

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It started to rain lightly in the sky. Xia Youjie stood under the carport of the station with his head lowered and watched the fine raindrops hitting the ground.

At first, the water droplets splashed with some fine dust. Later, the rain changed from hazy smoke to drizzle, and then to pouring, forming small "water pools", and the splashing water became bigger and bigger. The gradually falling rain dampened the corners of Xia Youjie's trousers.

Xia Youjie didn't look up because there was a twisted and ugly monster lingering under the building in front of the bus station.

His good hearing can clearly hear the monster's low, hoarse, and malicious voice.

"Work overtime...diving...work..."

"The stock fell to its limit again..."

"Restart the plan...waste...unqualified..."

Obviously its two to three meter tall figure is such a conspicuous presence, and the monster's voice is as sharp as countless needles piercing the eardrums at the same time, but for some reason no one noticed him.

People walked past the monster in a hurry and indifferently. Adults were very busy, and their brains were filled with worries and trivial matters in life. No one would stop for an invisible monster.

Seven-year-old Xia Youjie didn't know what it was, but he knew he couldn't let the monster find it. He could see the monster.

The little child deliberately kept a straight face and looked expressionlessly in the direction of the car. The traces of raindrops were extremely clear in his eyes for some reason, but he had no time to think. He just turned his gaze after realizing that the car had not arrived. He glanced at a tree next to the station.

He had obviously noticed it a long time ago, so why did he still come? Xia Youjie felt quite annoyed in his heart.

He discovered the existence of this monster early. He knew that these monsters would hurt people. Although he also wanted to bravely stand up and destroy the monsters like the superheroes in the comics, but unfortunately, he was still too young.

He tried to put a few little monsters he had subdued to attack the big guy, but unfortunately the guy was too strong and killed the little monsters he finally caught with just a few hits.

Xia Youjie sighed inwardly. The little child was still a little aggrieved. He had finally caught him behind his parents' back, so all his efforts were in vain.

Of course he also tried to call the police. After all, his parents had told him since he was a child that if he was in trouble, he should go to the police. As a self-aware child, of course he knew that there was nothing he could do in the face of this situation.

But unfortunately, no one believed him. The adults only thought he was joking and told him to read less comics and study more.

"Please, don't be so blunt. Who didn't feel like a shining hero when they were young? Don't go too far."

An older police officer appeared and drove away the police officer who laughed at Xia Youjie. He looked at the little Xia Youjie and put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray.

He looked at the sky outside the window and called a new police officer to look at Xia Youjie. Then he turned around and went out to call Xia Youjie's parents. The young police officer pulled Xia Youjie into a room, and even thoughtfully brought him a cup of milk tea.

Xia Youjie once again told how he discovered the monster. The new police officer was obviously very good-tempered. He responded to Xia Youjie's questions and even promised to go and have a look after get off work.

Xia Youjie believed him, so he came here again the next afternoon, and found that the monster was still there. He was a little sad, but he could also understand the police.

Maybe they just regarded what he said as a child's joke, or maybe they just couldn't see the monster and couldn't destroy him. Xia Youjie had already rationally found a reason for them in his heart.