I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

At this moment, it is not unreasonable.

Anyway, it is the most serious time since I met him. Those beautiful ice-blue eyes seem to glow under the light, and it is this time that I met Gojo Satoru's eyes at such a close distance. For the first time, I found his eyes... and they were too big, probably bigger than mine.

cough.

I took back the wandering thoughts, put down the cup that was no longer full of water, faced a pair of big eyes that were quite stressed and the eyes of the other three pairs of young girls, thought for a while, and answered, "Yes, yes, but There is also a prerequisite for my promise, otherwise I will not do it.”

"Okay, please tell me!" Gojo Satoru put his hands together and continued to maintain a serious attitude.

"It must be successful. Since it has started, there is no reason to stop halfway. If you get halfway through, you think 'this is all right, and going forward is just useless work. Leave the rest to the people behind to change slowly', Forget it, it’s boring." My expression became serious, "Finally, listen to my advice, find more scientific research talents, if there are no conjurers, look for them from ordinary people, in fact, in such a circle as the conjuration world No matter how hard you try, it won't be as useful as researching something that ordinary people can use to injure curses."

I said the last sentence almost earnestly, and couldn't help but want to sigh while speaking.

Technology R&D...

"Of course." Gojo Satoru laughed, "Just do it with confidence, you won't fail."

"I am the strongest."

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I hummed calmly, "Then when will I go back? Didn't you say that we should start by solving the high-level problem? How should we solve it?"

"I'll take a trip to those families"

It sounded reasonable, so I didn't say anything. Seeing that the three of Knotweed and the others seemed to have a lot of questions, I called the three of them over and asked them to ask if there was anything they didn't understand.

Although I am only a part-time liberal arts teacher, since I have taught them all, it is right to spend more time to let them understand.After all, these things still need to be understood by themselves to be considered really useful.

In the final analysis, I will pop up out of nowhere, except that I am naturally rebellious (crossed out) and have no awe of authority, and I am disgusted by this wave of troublemaking.

At the beginning, when the high-level conjurers shamelessly called me over and told me that I had to become a conjurer or hand over Ryoko and the others, even though I was upset, I didn’t say anything like, “Shameless, let them step down.” idea.

Because in the final analysis, I only temporarily intersected with the world of conjurers because of some things, but after the matter is resolved, I will return to my daily life. To put it bluntly, it has nothing to do with me no matter how bad the high-level people in the conjuration world are.

Even if I guessed that in Sakaiminato, the attack after getting mermaid meat was probably related to these people, I have no intention of doing anything.

But it happened that I saw them hiding in the dark and trying to kill the knotweed.

...Well, how should I put it.I'm not so noble that I don't have the habit of promoting justice when I don't see an evil person. Most of the time when I see an evil person, I just call the police.but...

I still like the kid Knotweed.

There are also Junpei, Wild Rose, Fuguro, and the second graders.

These children who have already experienced brutal battles before they grow up are different from those old people who exude the rotten aura that is about to step into the coffin. It would be a pity if they lost their future because of those high-level people.

I still hope that they can grow up well and become good and reliable adults.

...

After we returned to the High School of Conjuration in a fair manner, I heard that Junpei also woke up in good time.

The crisis lasted only a few days.

But when I got back to the hostel, I found that there seemed to be signs of other people in the place where I stayed.

——In fact, every place in my room is still the same as it was before I left. Just by looking at it, it is completely impossible to tell that someone has been in my room, but most people actually have an almost intuition that their private space has been invaded It's weird and sensitive, even if there is no change anywhere, but it seems to be able to feel the feeling that someone else has been there.

After I pushed the door open, I just paused for a moment, put down the things in my hand, walked slowly to the balcony, and opened the sliding door that separated the balcony from the room.

There was nothing on the balcony, and the wood charm that was supposed to be placed on the balcony for photosynthesis was gone.

"Did the tree of love brain get lost?" Liang Zi followed me out, and also found out that Mu Mei was missing.

I didn't make a sound, I looked down from the balcony, and my eyes swept over the grass below.

Behind this dormitory is the mountain forest. The grassland downstairs has been spreading from the dormitory area to the mountain forest. The trees are staggered, but because it is winter now, the leaves don't look very dense.

Xiao Zhihua floated slowly to the balcony railing and landed, her little head turned left and right, looking rather puzzled.

"Jiao, Xiaozhihua, go look in the woods and see if you can find Mu Mei." I thought for a while, and guessed in my heart that the person who came to my room probably didn't come for Mu Mei.

Unless someone wants to capture Mu Mei and turn it into a love novel hotspot to close the small black room, otherwise I really can't think of anyone who would want to capture an old tree who can only write romance novels.

They didn't even change the position of the things in my room, let alone Mu Mei, who was such an obvious potted plant.If it is really aimed at Mu Mei, then there is no need to pay attention to whether the position of the things in my room has changed.

So the guess in my heart is more inclined to be that Mu Mei found out that someone was intruding and slipped away first.

The silent and well-behaved Jiao jumped off the balcony after I gave the order, and immediately sank into the jungle. Xiao Zhihua still reacted before following.

"My lord is becoming more and more like a master~" The doctor who was leaning against the wall at the door and did not come over sighed lightly, his eyes narrowed with a smile, and his sticky tone made people suspect that his next sentence would be To say something weird like 'Please whip me', 'Please step on me'... It's no wonder that other people have such strange associations, the main reason is that when he speaks, he inexplicably Bring out a sense of erotic atmosphere.

But the more you listen, the more you get used to it.

I shifted my gaze to look at him.

Originally, I just took a look at him because he spoke, and I was about to leave after a slight flicker of my eyes.But after looking away, I paused for a few seconds before turning my gaze back to him, and said abruptly, "Is there more blood on your clothes?"

The doctor didn't react when he heard the words, he just looked down at the hem of the blood-stained white coat, and asked lightly, "Is there any?"

"Yes." I said with certainty.

As I said that, I left from the balcony and walked towards the doctor.

At the hem of the doctor's blood-stained white coat, I remember that there should have been no large bloodstains on the part of the white coat above the leg joints, but only below the leg joints were stained with blood.

These bloodstains are actually not simple bloodstains.

In the book "The Thinker in the Box", the doctor actually loves cleanliness before he is crazy. Whenever his clothes get a little dirty, he will wipe them clean or change them immediately, especially the white coat that represents his profession, which is even more demanding.

And these bloodstains are the middle part of the story. The doctor discovered that something was wrong with the world he was in. When he began to try to explore, the people 'outside the fish tank' discovered that the consciousness of this secondary personality awakened and threw him into the abandoned pool.

The so-called abandoned pool is the liquefaction pool of all abandoned personalities.

Even the secondary personalities in the false world have flesh and blood in this world.In that abandoned pool, the doctor saw the mutilated limbs with the same face as himself, and those secondary personalities that were produced in the same mind as him were thrown into this world before him.

When the doctor came out of the abandoned pool filled with residual limbs and blood, the hem of the white coat soaked in the abandoned pool was stained red, and he did not change the white coat afterwards.

After that, the white coat was stained with the blood of the people who prevented him from leaving the false world, as well as the blood of his companions.

There is no more cleanliness.

But I am quite sure that some of the blood stains on the hem of the doctor's white coat at this time were stained later. When he first appeared in front of me, the blood stains on that place were not in this shape.

It's impossible for him to wash the clothes secretly later on. The blood stains on the clothes haven't faded and they have been washed and deformed, right?

"What did you do?" I inquired.

"Does Master really care about this? Well... even I have some little secrets~" The doctor didn't panic at all, but laughed happily, "But if Master wants to give me an order If so, I can't help but say it... maybe~"

I was silent, and looked at the doctor with a deliberate look. My eyes moved from his exaggerated face to the place where the blood was added. After looking at it for a while, I said, "The finger mark, someone scratched it with a bloody hand. lived in your clothes."

"When? When you left my side, the Moon Festival?"

I watched the doctor's face and deduced the past bit by bit.

The doctor showed a surprised expression, and then applauded slightly, "As expected of you, you are amazing! How did you deduce it?"

"Didn't I say that suspense reasoning and horror belong together." I said softly, "Also, your character, your thoughts and thoughts are all constructed by me word by word."

My tone was a little more serious.

This is the first time I have said such words to the curse spirit around me in such a tone. I know that neither Ryoko, Jiao nor Xiao Zhihua will be offended by these words, but the doctor will.

The doctor's smile stopped, and he bent slightly in obedience, his tone as sticky as ever.

"As you said, my lord."

...

Headache.

Between Liangzijiao and Xiaozhihua, none of the three doctors gave me a headache.

But the thing is, as I said, the sound that gave me such a headache is that I created it myself, plus the novelist doesn't care about the mood of the characters when he writes... ah, no, It should be said that it is precisely because I know the mood of the characters in my works that I will be more comfortable with the knife.

And the doctor is recognized as the worst among all the protagonists in my novels.

It is precisely because of this that we can't just leave him alone and let him mess around.

I sighed deeply in my heart, and was thinking about what measures to take. Jiao and Xiaozhihua, who had just gone down to the woods behind the mountain to look for the wood ghost, also came back.

Holding a small pink tree (referring to the size) in his hand, Jiao lightly jumped on the branch in front of the balcony, and landed firmly on the balcony.

Jiao put the wooden charm down.

"Well done." I praised Jiao and Xiao Zhihua, and set my sights on Mu Mei who was drooping.

"Did you leave the balcony and hide in the woods because someone entered my room?" I asked.

Mu Mei nodded quickly, "That's right!"

"Did you see who it was?"

Mu Mei shook the branch in distress, "The first wave of people who sneaked in were like shadows, and they all covered their faces. The old man couldn't see what they looked like at all!"

Cover your face?

And the 'first wave' of feelings came not just from a wave of people?

Those who didn't know thought that there was some incredible treasure hidden in this small dormitory of mine.

I pondered for a while, and then asked again, "Then have you noticed what those people came for? What actions did they make? Describe to me everything you noticed in detail."

Fortunately, although Mu Mei claims to be an old man, she has a pretty good memory and described it to me clearly.

"When the first wave of people came in, they tried to keep the room as it was. They searched under the bed, in the cabinet, in the drawer, and tried every floor, wall, and ceiling. It should be in Looking for something like a dark room, but I don’t know what they are looking for.” Mu Mei said, “In short, after searching for a long time without knowing what, they seem to have temporarily given up on looking for that thing and set their target on you On the bookcase and desk, I took out every book and notebook to read, but they were all wearing gloves, so I guess they didn’t leave any traces.”

Hearing this, I frowned uncomfortably.

Why are you still moving my book?

It’s okay to look for things in front, I guess some people know that I got the mermaid meat, but they don’t know that I put the mermaid meat in the shadow of Fu Hei, thinking that I left the things in the dormitory after I went out, and ran Come and look for me.

Whether I'm unhappy or not, their purpose can still be guessed, and I can understand the meaning of this action.

But what are flip books and notebooks for?

Mu Mei continued, "When they were flipping through the books on the bookcase, the old man hid outside the balcony and didn't make any movement. They didn't notice the old man. Then you were in a hurry when you left. You wrote "Human World" The book was left on the small table under the eaves of the balcony and I forgot to put it away, the old man thought they were looking through the bookcases and desks and didn’t know what they were looking for, so I quietly dragged your book off the small table and took it away.”

"Then you ran into the forest?" I had almost constructed the scene in my mind.

"That's right, fortunately, those people don't seem to be magicians? They didn't feel me." Mu Mei breathed a sigh of relief, the canopy above her head shook a few times, and a familiar book fell out of Mu Mei's canopy , he said, "Here, your notebook, the old man brought it back for you in good condition."

"Thank you." I thanked Mu Mei, picked up the book from the ground, and the more doubts in my mind.

So what were those people looking for after they couldn't find the mermaid meat? Could it be that they were really looking for my notebook?But this is of no use to them, what are they planning?

"Sake, the novel you wrote can make us appear." In the end, Ryoko woke up me who had ignored this point.

I looked down at the notebook in my hand.

Because it was dangling in the mountains and forests with Mu Mei, some soil and dew were inevitably stained on the cover, but it had no effect on the contents inside.

This book has already written more than half of "Human World", but because it is the first draft, it is written like an overly detailed outline. After I find out that I have finished the ending, I will go back and revise it again, filling in some of the first draft and skipping Words will eventually become a complete novel.

If you look at the curse spirit born from my novel, it makes sense.

But even if the curse spirit is really going to be born, it is possible to wait until I finish writing, publish, and film and television, and may even have to wait until I sign a foreign copyright and spread it abroad... According to the time vertical y and space horizontal X (The theory mentioned by Gojo Satoru a long time ago).

This is only a rough manuscript.Really... Although it is useless, it is annoying enough to be annoying. I hope Gojo Satoru will act faster.

I put away my notebook, thanked Mu Mei well, picked up the flower pot that fell on the balcony and tidied it up, then put Mu Mei on the flower pot, and poured an appropriate amount of water.

"By the way, didn't you say that this is just the first wave of people? There will be a second wave and a third wave after that? Are you also here to find those?"

I think of this while watering.

"Ah no, there are only two waves. The second wave and the first wave should not be the same group."

"Huh?" I made a questioning voice and told him to continue.

"The second wave of people...the second wave of people..." Mu Mei's eyes suddenly became erratic, and he hesitated, "I left a letter."

"Letter?" I was a little surprised, "Where is it?"