I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

What is a false world?

For the doctor, the world in which he was originally born and lived in the story is false, a 'fish tank'.

But after he appeared here in the form of a curse spirit, he knew that not only the original world was false, but even the "real world" he discovered later was actually a fiction.

The big fish tank is inside the small fish tank, and the small fish tank is inside the smaller fish tank...

He is a reflection of my thoughts for a period of time, and of course I can roughly guess what the doctor thinks.

Even in this world where I am, no one can guarantee that it is not another slightly larger 'fish tank', the doctor has long since given up looking for something real, even if he kills me here now, or he himself was killed by someone else Death, probably just out of interest, I think it's interesting.

"So, Master knows that I may betray you at any time, but still wants to keep me by your side?" The doctor walked up a few steps, stepped directly in front of me, bent slightly to meet my eyes, and then stretched out his hand Tucking the hair that fell from my ears behind my ears, I deliberately lowered my voice softly and ambiguously, "It's so interesting, what do you think?"

Even then, he was full of honorifics.

"The glass is always broken," I said.

Xiao Zhihua was still a little dazed, and with her childish nature, she probably didn't quite understand the current situation, but some of the flying paper she melted gathered under my elbow, supporting my body.

After such a period of time, I can no longer feel the pain of the abdominal wound, but I can still feel the feeling of blood oozing and moistening the paper on my wound.

The noise around me seemed to be fading away, and more and more people ran past me, they couldn't see the doctor or Xiao Zhihua.

The reformed man chased the fleeing crowd and came here.

"That is to say, Master, you don't collect glasses because you like them~" The doctor with pinkish white hair and blood-stained white coat laughed, and whispered in my ear, "However, there is actually a little You are still guessing wrong, in fact, I don’t hate you, Master, on the contrary, I still like you very much... no, it should be said... I love you."

He plucked a little piece of paper from my ear.

"Little Zhihua!" My pupils shrank slightly, and almost without thinking, I stepped back to distance myself from the doctor.

But it was too late, the doctor did not know what method, after getting the piece of paper from Xiao Zhihua, the paper flying around me began to fly away from me uncontrollably.

My feet go limp.

No, it's not that my legs are weak, but that the concrete floor I'm stepping on has turned into soft flesh of the same color as the cement at some point, and it sank when I stepped on it.

Those around who hadn't had time to run out were swallowed into this mass of soft flesh in a blink of an eye and disappeared.

I can feel that my body is also sinking, like falling into a swamp, the more I struggle, the easier and faster I sink.

"So it seems that in the month between your birth and coming to me, you cooperated with the curse, right?" Have a final conversation, "The twin curse spirit in the mall was arranged by you, and the father and daughter threatened him with his daughter?"

I felt a little funny when I said that, "Don't say that you do so much just for me? I don't have such a great value, and I deliberately chose such a crowded place to get that reformed person. It doesn't look good at all." I'm worried that the nearby conjurers will find out and come over."

Could it be that their purpose is to cause riots?If it's just ordinary troubles, it's perfectly fine to let the curse spirit come, but in the end, such a reformer who can be seen by non-conjurers comes out.

"It's not my responsibility—maybe it is." The doctor spread out his hands holding Xiao Zhihua, and rolled his eyes, "But I don't care what they are for, as long as it is interesting enough."

"Master, goodbye~"

I was completely trapped in the soft flesh whose pattern was the same color as the cement. The tense nerves and abdominal injuries made me gradually lose my strength and lose consciousness.

In the last moment before losing consciousness, what I thought was——

If I had known that when Wujo Satoru of the Conjuration College called me to get up early to exercise with the students, I would not have said directly "I don't want it, I won't do it".

That guy always said that people know that I am a weak and untrained novelist, and I can't run away after a fight. If others want to deal with me, they will definitely find a way to eliminate Ryoko and the others and directly attack me. That's it.

If you exercise well, maybe you can avoid the knife in time, or run out of the devouring range of this cement-colored curse spirit with your injuries after being stabbed?

...It seems that I can't get out?Forget it, there is nothing to regret.

record--

On March 2019, 3, Shinjuku, Tokyo was attacked by a super twin cursed fetus, a first-class cursed spirit, and a transformed curse master. 9 people were killed and 59 people were missing.

"Ryoko, calm down first."

In the Conjuration High School, Gojo Satoru held down Ryoko who was running away with sullen spell power, his jaw line was tense, "The devouring spell spirit is just a transmission channel, and the person who took away the sake knows that her value is more than that, the most urgent thing now is Find a way to find sake first."

"You have a natural connection with sake, and you also sensed her position to find her at the beginning. Can you still perceive her now?"

"It's been hidden, if I could feel it, I wouldn't be here now!" Liangzi was extremely irritable, and kept closing her eyes trying to feel the pulling force, but it was in vain.

"Jiao, can you feel the sake?" Ryoko, who tried several times to no avail, turned to Jiao, her tone not very good.

Jiao raised his head in a daze, no expression could be seen on his face with his facial features turned upside down.

"Useless stuff." Liangzi scolded coldly.

Her sound seemed to be scolding, but in fact, only she knew who she was really angry with.

Obviously...she is the strongest around Sake, no matter who leaves Sake's side, she shouldn't leave...Knowing that the doctor's mind is unclear and untrustworthy, she should not have been persuaded by Sake If you agree with the doctor to stay, you should deal with that guy quietly.

"Teacher Wutiao, Miss Liangzi!" At this moment, Hu Zhang anxiously opened the sliding door of the meeting room, and showed them a mobile phone in his hand, "Hurry up and read the news!"

They looked at the news page displayed on the phone in the hands of the knotweed.

[According to rumors, on the day of the Shinjuku incident on March 3, the well-known novelist Kuroshio Doom was stabbed in the street in Shinjuku, and he was among the five missing people. His whereabouts are unknown now, please continue to pay attention to the follow-up situation.. .】

You don't need to look any further.

"How would they know?" Even Ryoko sensed something was wrong.

"It can only be revealed on purpose by someone." Gojo Satoru took Knotabagi's cell phone, took off the blindfold to expose his eyes, and scrolled down to read the message under this news.

The source of this news is unknown, and many people expressed doubts under this news, asking the person who reported the news to produce evidence.However, many people believed the news and forwarded and spread the news everywhere.

However, more people flocked to the Twitter account of "The End of the Kuroshio" and the contact channel of the publishing house to inquire.

"Can you contact the editor of the sake publishing house?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Liangzi didn't care about these ups and downs on the Internet, but replied irritably, "Mu Mei knows."

"Wait a minute, the official account of the publishing house that Sake-sensei worked with posted a message." Knotweed clicked and searched on the phone, and raised his head hesitantly.

The latest piece of news on the official account of the publishing house is——

The sale time of "Human World" has been confirmed.

The message was sent out 3 minutes ago.

Sending this news at such a time, the publishing house either knows something, or is deliberately ignoring the hot spots of this news event. No matter which one it is, this publishing house has already been on the suspicious list.

When they found Mu Mei and contacted Editor Zhongxiang, they got a piece of news from Editor Zhongxiang.

'Ah, you mean that tweet from Human World? Editor Nakago didn't know who the person who called him was, but after confirming that Gojo Satoru knew Sake, he explained, "It's like this, Mr. Kuroshio said when he handed in this manuscript. I specifically told me that if there is any major news or other events related to her when the release is approaching, the release of "Human World" will be announced in advance. '

'But that news should be fabricated, right?That... If you can get in touch with Mr. Kuroshio, please help me ask Mr. Kuroshio if we need our legal department to come forward? '

call ended.

Editor Zhongxiang's remarks contain a lot of information.

"It seems that Sake has considered this possibility, and this is indeed in line with her cautious character." Gojo Satoru thought of a possibility in his meditation, "Sake, is she trying to use "Human World" to do something? ?”

I don't know what's going on outside.

I slowly regained consciousness in the darkness—I haven't recovered my strength, and I can't even open my eyes, only my consciousness has recovered a little, and I can vaguely feel my surroundings.

After being able to feel my surroundings, I found that I was not standing still, and there was soft, squirming flesh beneath my body, pushing me in one direction like a sea wave.

Is it still in the package of the cement-colored mantra?

It seems that I didn't lose consciousness for a long time, but this gamble was considered a win. The function of this cement-colored curse spirit is not devouring, but similar to storing?Fortunately, I am usually interested in their textbooks for spell classes, and I often read them like story books and illustrated books of ghosts.

Everything that happened so quickly in Shinjuku is full of traces of human manipulation. This curse spirit should now take me to their place?Now that there is a modified person, it must be cursed by the blue and white hair stitched face.

Really bad.

I sighed in my heart and counted in my heart to prepare for everything.

When I finished counting 10 minutes and started counting again, the squirming of the soft flesh stopped.

This curse spirit also seemed to stop. At first, the soft flesh froze. After a while, I don’t know why, and suddenly trembled violently like a nausea. While shrinking back, it pushed me up again. Move over.

Is it here?

I mentioned it in my heart and concentrated all my mind to perceive everything around me.

Exposed to the air, the touch of soft flesh disappears and becomes the ground.So that's the case, the curse spirit was walking on the ground before, did it 'spit' me out of the ground now?

It's a bit like an earthworm... Thinking about it this way, the feeling of soft meat seems to be a bit like an earthworm.

But I still can't control my body to open my eyes and wake up.

Well, we can only wait.

I waited patiently for a while, not wanting to let go of any movement, and my mind was spinning rapidly.

Finally, after such a while, I heard a voice that seemed to be talking to itself.

It was still a very familiar sound from a vocal organ simulated by mantra.

[I was saved by you once, now I will pay you back once. ]

[Just this once. ]