Undead meow of a certain college

He had been lying down for two days, but Zenyuan even returned to the bed again, and fell into a deep sleep very quickly.

In the past ten years, he has hardly had a good night's sleep.

The malice of the Chanyuan family is too strong, even if he is locked in that small dark room by his mother and isolated from everyone, he can still clearly feel it.

Every time he closed his eyes, each strange look, every sentence of cruel words seemed to be coerced by malice and invaded his mind, making it difficult for him to sleep.

When he finally fell asleep, he never slept peacefully.

He was always afraid that his mother would appear suddenly again, looking at him with sinister eyes.

But now, he is at ease.

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When he woke up again and saw the empty room, Zenyuan even had a feeling of "this is normal" in his heart.

Sure enough, he was dreaming everything before.

Returning to reality, it was time for him to think about what to do next.

The original plan had failed the moment he was taken away from the Chanyuan home by Gojo Satoru.

It's easy to go back to that junkyard, but he who was taken away by Gojo Satoru but returned is too eye-catching, and he can no longer achieve his goal of secretly becoming stronger.

Once discovered, and he was not strong enough, he thought... he would be locked in a room more terrifying than that one.

This deadline must be forever.

He doesn't want such an ending, he wants to become stronger, he wants to drag the Chanyuan family into hell!

His pupils became redder and redder, as if someone appeared in front of his eyes.

He knew it was an illusion.

This is Wujo Wu, a shortcut for him to become stronger.

He is not greedy, as long as one time, one time is fine, the strongest half is already a level that he didn't dare to think about.

With a vacant grasp of his right hand in front of his eyes, the illusion dissipated, and the color of his pupils also faded.

Because...it's a little cold.

He retracted his right hand under the quilt and blinked suspiciously.

Mingming has long been used to the cold, and this is indoors again, how could he feel cold just by stretching out his hand?

After hesitating for a few seconds, he stretched out his left hand again.

"hiss--"

It's really cold.

It must be because it was too warm under the quilt.

Quickly put his arms back under the quilt, he thought for a while, then squirmed his body, and buried himself in the quilt.

Surrounded by warmth, even the darkness seemed less scary.

But Zenyuan even closed his eyes, and then continued to think about the question just now.

How to walk through Wujo Wu, the shortcut to become stronger?

The tricks to deal with those rubbish can't be used, this is Gojo Satoru, how could he be provoked as easily as those rubbish, and attack him so easily.

He needs to use his brain.

The body curled up into a ball subconsciously, and he filled up countless possibilities in his mind.

In the end, it always fails at one point——

The current him is just an ordinary person in Wujo Wu's eyes, the strongest is impossible to kill ordinary people on his own initiative.

Only by showing enough threat and aggression, and creating a condition that only Gojo Satoru can do something to him, can he achieve his goal.

It's difficult, but not impossible.

Because he has brains.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door being opened.

Someone walked in.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped beside him, as if sitting down beside him.

So close, and without malice.

It is Wujo Satoru.

He is sure.

Not daring to move, he stayed quietly under the blanket, even slowing down his breathing.

After a rustling sound, a faint scent spread into the bed.

"Gollum—"

Zenyuan even heard his stomach growl.

It seemed like he hadn't eaten for a long time.

He was sure that the people outside must have heard the sound of his stomach growling, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't wait for the other party to call him.

The room was very quiet, even though he was buried under the quilt, he could still hear the movement outside.

The people outside seem to be... eating.

After waiting for a long time, the aroma of delicious food continued to seep into the quilt from the outside, and he felt that he was about to be overwhelmed by the aroma.

Just take a breath.

Just click on it.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand and quietly uncovered a small corner of the quilt.

Then, caught off guard, his gaze met a blue pupil.

Gojo Satoru greeted him with a smile, "Hi~ are you awake?"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Tired of tilting your head like this?

Is this really the strongest?