Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

I took out the book under the vase, opened it, and drew a small love heart in the space on the front page.

"...27, 28..."

There are exactly thirty hearts drawn on it.

I closed the book with satisfaction, put it back where it was, got up and went to the bathroom.

【So the Chanyuan family chased and killed me because of Zenyuan Zhizai? 】

I stared at my pale, bleeding face in the mirror, talking to the system in my brain.

[You can't say that, he just expressed his love for you inappropriately at the inappropriate time and place. 】

Since that openness, the system has stopped hiding from me, and will share a lot of information with me directly.

[When you were in the high school, you received several missions that were beyond your capabilities. Of course, for intelligence collection work, occasional mistakes are inevitable. 】

[But I have analyzed all the data for you in the past ten years, and you are the only conjurer who has received false information more than three times. 】

【Probably since then, some people hoped that you would die in an accident silently】

——When the word "accident" was mentioned, the system's tone suddenly revealed a very veiled ridicule.

I calmly turned on the tap to wash my face.

[That's because most people died at the hands of the curse spirit when they encountered false information for the first time. 】

The system agrees with my words.

[Of course, but your identity is the abandoned son of the Chanyuan family, and your "family" even died because of it. Of course, they will think that you have ulterior motives when you are close to Zenyuan Naoya]

[Someone jumps over the wall in a hurry]

I wiped off the drops of water on my face, speechless.

[Why don't you arrange a normal identity for me. 】

【...Host, do you know how difficult it is to force a character into an orderly and stable world?It took me a whole month of observation to successfully occupy this identity. 】

【All right. ] I reluctantly accept this reason.

【Then why did the Kamo family offer me a reward. 】

——According to the information given by Fuheshier, the Kamo family, who should have no grievances with me in theory, offered me a reward of [-] million.

It is even more exaggerated than the Chanyuan family.

"The strangest thing is that this reward has an additional condition." When Shier said this, he looked at my head with a half-smile.

"They know very well that I'm used to taking back only the head of the reward target, so they clearly emphasized it in advance."

"Keep your whole body."

Recalling the tone of the other party's words, I couldn't help shivering, and moved back to the bed with three steps.

Pull up the quilt obediently, and put on the respirator.

Pretending to act like he never got out of bed.

The system didn't answer me directly, it pondered for a moment and replied.

[This involves too much, I can't tell you directly, otherwise I haven't finished, we both have to blow up, you can buy a spinning prop later, I can avoid the world consciousness through the transmission screen snooping]

——[Goddess of Fate's Spinning Thread] is an item in a special shopping mall, and it is the last bit of authority that the system desperately saved.

"Oh." I blinked blankly.

"Then I'll buy it now."

As a result, as soon as the order was placed from the system mall, the door of the ward was opened.

Seeing that I was awake, Xia Youjie couldn't help but a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he walked over quickly.

But when he walked to my bedside, he slowed down again, and finally just held my hand loosely.

"How do you feel today?" He tried his best to hide the anxiety and exhaustion in his eyes, but the expression on his face was gentle and relaxed.

"Very good." I replied truthfully, and the breathing mask was covered with a thin layer of water mist following my words.

——I even got up and washed my face today, of course I can't say this.

After I separated from Shier that day, I confided with the system again, and then passed out very simply.

Having lost the conjurer's powerful physical recovery ability, I couldn't bear the blow of the sky and the curse, even if the other party had shown mercy.

It is said that I was finally sent to the hospital by a kind person who did not want to be named.

It is said that the well-meaning man had a scar at the lip.

Then the bank card I put in my coat happened to "disappear".

Shier, do you dare to promise me when I call you?

But at this time, I didn't bother to argue with him, so I just took the bank card, anyway, it was mainly Naoya's money from the Chanyuan, so I didn't feel bad about throwing it away.

I was thinking wildly over there, but Xia Youjie thought I was tired and urged me to sleep and rest.

"When you are a little bit more stable, I will arrange for you to be transferred to another hospital." I know that he is discussing with Gojo Satoru about taking me abroad for medical treatment.

During the period, Nitzi even sneaked out of the high school under the cover of Gojo Satoru, trying to heal me with the reversal technique.

——Of course it didn't work, her surgery can only heal my skin trauma.

The hospital couldn't find anything, so Xia Youjie could only stay in the ward day after day, silently watching me getting weaker and weaker.

The world's repelling force against me is getting stronger and stronger. While the system has to deal with this repelling force, it also has to maintain my vital signs. It can be said that it is miserable and has become a shriveled system.

However, even so, I am still like a machine that has been in disrepair for a long time. Just by simply raising my hand, I can hear the hoarse moaning from inside my body.

Under this great pain, I couldn't sleep all night, and sleep became synonymous with luxury.

This is a body on the verge of extinction. Every sleepless night, I seem to be able to hear the countdown ticking in my ears.

——I didn't tell anyone about this matter, not even the system noticed it.

Of course I can't sleep, but in order to appease Xia Youjie, I didn't say anything, just closed my eyes obediently.

"I fell asleep."

"Yeah." He tucked in the blanket for me.

I closed my eyes to adjust my breathing, pretended to be calm, and then entered the only special item mall currently open, placed an order to buy the goddess's spinning thread, and pulled the system to quickly explain my dream to Duke Zhou.

This omen dream is hard for me to even call "it" a dream.

The system has completely let go of itself, discarding those bells and whistles, this time there are no dark rivers and golden threads that pretend to be mysterious, and it directly stuffs all the information into my brain.

——So I saw that under the original ending, Xia Youjie died after defecting for many years, and I saw him still restless after his death, his body was dug up, his brain was replaced, and the counterfeit walked the world with his appearance from then on , for the misfortune.

——In the end, the person wearing Xia Youjie's shell used Gojo Satoru's feelings for his best friend and his memories of the three years of high school to successfully seal the strongest man in the magic world into a super-level cursed "prison" "Menjiang".

——Countless people died in this catastrophe.

I woke up.

His chest heaved violently, his body was covered in sweat, and his eyes were frightened.

Xia Youjie was startled by me, and subconsciously wanted to ring the calling bell beside him.

I pulled off the breathing mask on my face and reached out to stop him.

"I'm fine." I whispered.

"It's just a nightmare, I'm fine."

Xia Youjie patted me on the back with a worried face.

I lay back on the bed again.

He wanted to put me back on the ventilator, but I refused.

"I'm much better. It's a little uncomfortable to wear it all the time, but it's better when I take it off." Anyway, any machine doesn't work for me.

Occasionally there will be symptoms of hypoxia because the organs are also weakening.

Xia Youjie didn't insist. Now he will hardly refuse any request from me, no matter how unreasonable that request sounds.

After hesitating for a moment, I tugged on La Xia Youjie's sleeve.

"Huh?" He bent down obediently.

I rubbed to the side, and then patted the position next to me.

He looked at me hesitantly, and I stared at him silently.

Xia Youjie soon relented, took off his shoes and went to bed. He was sleeping next to me. He was obviously tall, but he carefully huddled on the edge of the bed, as if he was afraid of squeezing me.

But I didn't mind, but quickly turned my body and retracted into his arms.

"Jay." I whispered his name.

"What's wrong?" He put his hand on my back.

"You are not allowed to wear cassocks in the future."

"What?" Xia Youjie looked blank.

I stared angrily at his smooth forehead at the moment.

"Especially protect your brain, do you know that, after all, you will take the college entrance examination with me in the future."

Xia Youjie laughed suddenly, and the gloom in his eyes was dispelled: "Okay."

He didn't ask me why I said these strange words, but he agreed almost connivingly.

"Yeah." Satisfied, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep.

Xia Youjie also became quiet.

I pretended to be asleep on the surface, but as soon as I closed my eyes, I immediately dragged the system out of consciousness.

[So the Kamo family wanted to kill me, and they also specified that they wanted the whole body. Do they want me to replace Xia Youjie's role in the original world line? 】

The system is very pleased.

[I think it is necessary to re-evaluate your intelligence, it is at least 20 now. 】

【Shut up! ] I became angry from embarrassment.

The system pretended to be serious and changed the subject.

【Now that Xia Youjie has dropped out of school, he has almost no contact with the magic world, and the possibility of defecting again is very slim, not to mention that the relationship between you and Gojo Wu is quite close in the eyes of outsiders. 】

[They obviously have their own associations, and compared to Xia Youjie, a super-class conjurer, you are obviously more suitable as a first-class curse master, and you are not afraid of retaliation, and it is easy for curse masters to form enemies. After all, there are too many neuroses. 】

I always feel that this system is connoting me.

[Afterwards, after disguising, you can get your body smoothly]

[Then lurking and plotting against Gojo Satoru, right? 】

【Yes】

The system answered very simply.

But I still have a little trouble understanding.

[But why do they bother to find Shi Er through the black market system. 】

——If they didn't make it so complicated, and went directly to it, I might have been assassinated according to my previous state.

But they just found Fu Heisher, who was born in the second and fifth years, and sold them backhandedly.

[It is imperative to find Hesher, as far as I know, your risk assessment is quite high]

[And these people have lived for too long, and possess unimaginable authority and power, so they will naturally cherish their lives. They hope that no matter what, even if this assassination is unsuccessful, as long as Gojo Satoru does not discover their intentions, it cannot be regarded as complete. fail】

It doesn't matter if you miss once, there are other opportunities, but once exposed, you will completely lose the opportunity.

It's like ghosts and monsters who can't see the light, and what I have to do is to lift the veil of life-saving for these people.

——They want Gojo Satoru to die all the time, feel that he is blocking their way, but at the same time they cannot help relying on his strength.

——But hatred is nourished and grows stronger under this kind of distorted fear.

【Where is the brain that wants to replace me? ] I asked the system.

The other side expressed helplessness.

[I don't know, this is beyond my scope of calculation, but I can be sure that the other party is still lurking in the body of some unlucky Kamo family, and the status is probably not low, otherwise I can't offer you a reward. 】

I feel a little anxious, the opponent's methods may not be so clever, but they are very tolerant, and after so many years of fighting, they have far beyond ordinary people's views on how to be a thousand-year-old bastard.

But I have run out of time.

The power that the system can provide to this body can last up to half a year, and then we will be discovered and wiped out by the world consciousness.

Immediately afterwards, all the traces of my existence will disappear completely like pencil writing erased by an eraser.

Before that, I have to draw out all the people behind the scenes.

It is necessary to give them an illusion that victory is within their grasp and force them to do it.

"It can't go on like this."

I muttered.

【System, I need to buy props】