Sandwiched between the two masters, I am no longer a human being
Chapter 93 Hui's Calculation
To the dark web password.
With a big bag on his face expressionlessly, Hui returned to the computer desk under the terrified gaze of the servants.
It is not good to absorb past life memories.
If you are not careful, you will be confused, tsk.
An ice pack was applied to his forehead, causing a dull pain in his nerves. Hui's eyes scanned the interface of the web page,? This time,? He successfully entered the dark web.
Next,? It was a real confrontation with the Curse Master.
Hui calmly took a sip of tea.
The authority Ayin gave him will be gradually opened as he grows older, but Hui can't wait that long, he used some small means, and turned over all the resources stored at home that should belong to him come out.
Based on these resources, Hui successfully broke into the interior of the Curse Master after connecting with a Curse Master.
After all, through the screen, no one knows how old the person at the other end of the network cable is.
With a code name of [M], Hui's mouse landed on a string of codes thrown to him by the curse master.
At first, Hui was very cautious.
He knew that he was inside the Zenyuan family, and he had information resources coveted by the outside world, but it was impossible for him to reveal the family secrets. Instead, he chose to release some innocuous little information, using them as bait, waiting for the target to take the bait.
Faced with their doubts, Hui only claimed that he had an undercover agent inside the conjurer.
After repeated probing and expanding the scope of negotiations, after more than four months of careful arrangements,? He finally received an olive branch from a group of curse masters active in the dark web.
In the underground intelligence network, this can be regarded as a well-known group of curse masters.
Its name is 【Q】.
Hui immediately followed this group, and then began a happy online undercover career.
If conjurers are generally crazy critics, then curse masters are a group of crazy critics who have lost their morals and have no bottom line.
Psychological distortions, gaining pleasure by mutilating others, selling human bodies and so on are countless dirty practices. They are proud of this, and they have to talk about their "harvest results" in every online meeting, and the status of members of the Curse Master Group is also very important. This is highlighted.
The more "good things" that can be obtained, the more people who can create benefits for the organization, the higher the status.
Hui lurks among these twisted lunatics, and his ability to adapt is excellent. Except for the first few days when his face turned pale and he couldn't eat, he can look straight at the various "trophies" sent by the members of the group to show off without changing his expression. "Are.
Hui is waiting for an opportunity.
His goal is not just a [Q], but the huge intelligence network that the Curse Master relies on. In this way, he has to get to the famous level within the Curse Master.
At noon one day, [Q] had a routine online meeting.
A member of the organization couldn't wait to submit his proud "artwork" up, and left a message at the bottom, "Ha, what's the matter, this is the most beautiful finger I got after squatting for more than half a month! From a A super conjurer, it is now in my collection."
Hui took a sip of milk tea calmly.
Too much sugar, so sweet.
The comparison among curse masters was particularly strong, and in the next second, someone unconvincedly uploaded their own collection.
"What is that? Look at this baby-like skin... It's white and smooth, so suitable for making a coat."
Hui twisted a piece of cherry blossom cake.
No, it's too sweet.Are all these pastry chefs invited from the Gojo family?
Hui frowned, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the cake powder on her fingers.
Every time before the start of the Curse Master's gathering, they would compare each other, which seemed to be a routine, and now Hui was able to take it lightly.
There are even leisurely comments on one or two.
For example, at this time, he commented on the picture of "the most beautiful eyes" sent by a certain group member:
"It's nothing to you. There are too many bloodshot eyes, and the eyeballs are messy. It can't be called clear at all. Besides, it's the most beautiful."
Of course the members were not convinced.
He said that he dug it out of the face of a rich man's daughter after painstaking efforts, and it would be troublesome to bypass the magician who protected her.
The rich man's daughter is a mixed race, with a pair of blue eyes that are naturally moist, and has been praised by many people. Looking into her eyes is like looking at the most precious gems in the world.
The Curser immediately lined up with Kei.
"You say these eyes are not beautiful? Then you find a more beautiful pair and convince me."
Hui: Heh.
He flipped a photo of Six Eyes up with his backhand.
Postscript: "Are you convinced?"
Curse Master: "..."
Curser: "You fucking... Cheating doesn't bring you like this."
Finally someone couldn't stand it and stood up to speak for the curse master.
"[M], you can't compare like this." This is a peacemaker, "He at least got the eyes of the rich man's daughter, can you get the six eyes?"
"That's right!"
As soon as this remark came out, the crowd burst into laughter.
"Among other things, if [M] can get Liuyan... No, not to mention getting it, as long as he can make Gojo Satoru suffer a bit, I'm willing to vote for [M] as the new leader!"
"Seconded."
"Yes."
it is good.
Megumin's eyes sparkled with a smile.
Just wait for your words.
As a result, the group's curse masters saw that the new member [M], who was usually taciturn and inconspicuous, spoke such a long word for the first time.
"As long as I can make Gojo Satoru suffer, you will elect me as the new leader?" He seemed to smile, "What do you mean?"
"of course."
"Then what if I can make Gojo Satoru disappear for a month?"
"If you can do it."
It was an old voice who spoke this time.
He did not change his voice like other members, but directly used his own voice.
As soon as he spoke, the audience suddenly became silent.
He is a veteran with a high reputation in the group.
He said slowly: "I can recommend you the first-level authority to open the underground intelligence network."
Someone hissed softly.
Level [-] authority, this is something that many people can only hope for.
The authority of the intelligence network is only related to the level of the curse master himself.
Just as conjurers have grades ranging from four to special grades, there is a similar rating system for curse masters.
That is the authority of the intelligence network.
Even if a certain curse master sneaks into the top of the organization by means of small tricks, his status and status cannot provide him with a higher level of intelligence network authority.
The veteran of [Q] is the only person in the entire organization who has the right to vote. Once he speaks, the opening of authority will basically be impossible.
There is a curse master who is about to move, and is starting to get greedy.
However, he was poked privately by the colleague next to him, and he was immediately poured down like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the flame in his heart.
Let Gojo Satoru disappear for a month?you can do it?
Forget it.Don't take the risk.
The name of "Wujo Satoru" is now the "YOU-KNOW-WHO" inside the Curse Master.
Originally, his prestige was not so prominent and frightening.
But since Gojo Gojo entered the high school, everything has changed.
I don’t know which unscrupulous principal made the regulations, allowing the students of this school to accept the task of exorcising the curse. Isn’t this clearly extorting child labor and turning minors into social animals?
It is this deceitful regulation that makes Wutiao Wuwaiwai's activity soar. He is like a humanoid nuclear weapon. Wherever he passes, no grass grows. He will give away many curse spirits, let alone a curse master.
About two months ago, an unlucky curse master happened to bump into Gojo Satoru who was on a mission.
Good guy, no ashes are left for you.
If it wasn't for Wutiao Wu's speed of slaughtering people so fast that the rescue was not timely, the Curse Master might have lost more than one combat force.
Now in the curser's internal forum, one has to scold three hundred times a day #无质学校黑心主护打儿童报少少年#, and related entries are floating on the top all day long.
Wujo Wuyi's strong suppression directly extinguished the arrogance of all the Curse Masters. I don't know how many people dared to be angry and dared not speak out. When they were outside, they were very careful and restrained, lest a certain killer from the Tokyo High School heard the news. .
If all the curse masters restrain themselves, they will lose more benefits. Can they not be aggrieved?
As long as Wujo Gou is allowed to stop for a month, they can all be high again.
Now, there is a warrior who dares to face the bleak life and dripping blood. No matter whether he really has the hole card or rushes to give it away, the curser is very happy.
They don't suffer either!
After negotiating the conditions with the elder of [Q], Hui clasped her fingers and pressed them to her lips, lost in thought.
What bothered him wasn't how to get Gojo Satoru to take a month's leave.
But during this period... how to control this group of curse masters.
Without Gojo Satoru's restraint, they would undoubtedly cause harm to the world again. When Kei once came into contact with these dirty and bloody transactions for the first time, it was not that he never thought of stopping them, but the ending was often even more tragic.
So he realized.
There are some things that cannot be easily interfered with.
"Curse masters" were born along with "curse masters". They are like the back of the light. They have been active in this world for thousands of years and have not been eliminated so far. They have already formed a unique law of survival.
Hui can only choose to obey before he has no power to shake them.
Those who go against the current of the general trend are asking for trouble.
For four months, he had been sitting on the sidelines, gathering strength.
Although this power is not enough to challenge the laws of the Curser, but to restrain this group of lawless people within a month... it is still possible.
Frowning lightly, Hui already had a sense of humor.
Then, the next thing is a letter.
.........
"Hey, Hui said he missed me? He actually said he missed me??"
Ayin was shocked on the spot.
In order to make sure that she was not dazzled, she rubbed her eyes repeatedly.
No way, that's Xiaohui, he actually...does he also have a side that likes acting like a baby?
Good, so cute.
[It is said that a festival will be held in Kyoto. At the end of this month, sister Ayin, please come and accompany me. I haven't been to the festival yet. 】
He even called his sister! !
"Hui wants to go to the festival, it's rare to have such a childish side." Ah Yin laughed.
Of course she had no reason not to agree.
Anyway, school affairs have stabilized during this time, and Ah Yin is so idle in the office that it almost grows weeds. Since the children at home say that they miss themselves, it is not a bad idea to go home and live for a month or two.
When the child grows up, he should spend more time with him, and he has neglected Hui.
A Yin felt a little guilty.
The next day.
Wujo Wu, who learned that Ayin was going back to the Zenyuan home, said, "Huh—?!!"
His whole body is blown up!
"What, why go home? Isn't it good to stay here?"
Isn't it nice to be around him? ?
"You said you want to accompany the child to the festival...? That's fine, you wait for me. Let's go back together."
Gojo Satoru made a decision on his own.
Being highly motivated, he immediately handed over a leave form to the teacher for a period of one month. The reason was that his father was critically ill and he had to go home to visit relatives.
Night Moth said rightly: "..."
He accepted the leave form tiredly: "All right, all right."
Gojo Satoru happily rushed out the door.
.........
Hui: Everything is in my expectation.
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-08-21?00:06:20~2021-08-22?00:04:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mojiu? 1;
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Dementia? 20 bottles; Jiajia? 10 bottles; Nishang, Krulu Celluloid, Fengqingyundan? 5 bottles; vest daily throw, Lin, caged bird?
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard
With a big bag on his face expressionlessly, Hui returned to the computer desk under the terrified gaze of the servants.
It is not good to absorb past life memories.
If you are not careful, you will be confused, tsk.
An ice pack was applied to his forehead, causing a dull pain in his nerves. Hui's eyes scanned the interface of the web page,? This time,? He successfully entered the dark web.
Next,? It was a real confrontation with the Curse Master.
Hui calmly took a sip of tea.
The authority Ayin gave him will be gradually opened as he grows older, but Hui can't wait that long, he used some small means, and turned over all the resources stored at home that should belong to him come out.
Based on these resources, Hui successfully broke into the interior of the Curse Master after connecting with a Curse Master.
After all, through the screen, no one knows how old the person at the other end of the network cable is.
With a code name of [M], Hui's mouse landed on a string of codes thrown to him by the curse master.
At first, Hui was very cautious.
He knew that he was inside the Zenyuan family, and he had information resources coveted by the outside world, but it was impossible for him to reveal the family secrets. Instead, he chose to release some innocuous little information, using them as bait, waiting for the target to take the bait.
Faced with their doubts, Hui only claimed that he had an undercover agent inside the conjurer.
After repeated probing and expanding the scope of negotiations, after more than four months of careful arrangements,? He finally received an olive branch from a group of curse masters active in the dark web.
In the underground intelligence network, this can be regarded as a well-known group of curse masters.
Its name is 【Q】.
Hui immediately followed this group, and then began a happy online undercover career.
If conjurers are generally crazy critics, then curse masters are a group of crazy critics who have lost their morals and have no bottom line.
Psychological distortions, gaining pleasure by mutilating others, selling human bodies and so on are countless dirty practices. They are proud of this, and they have to talk about their "harvest results" in every online meeting, and the status of members of the Curse Master Group is also very important. This is highlighted.
The more "good things" that can be obtained, the more people who can create benefits for the organization, the higher the status.
Hui lurks among these twisted lunatics, and his ability to adapt is excellent. Except for the first few days when his face turned pale and he couldn't eat, he can look straight at the various "trophies" sent by the members of the group to show off without changing his expression. "Are.
Hui is waiting for an opportunity.
His goal is not just a [Q], but the huge intelligence network that the Curse Master relies on. In this way, he has to get to the famous level within the Curse Master.
At noon one day, [Q] had a routine online meeting.
A member of the organization couldn't wait to submit his proud "artwork" up, and left a message at the bottom, "Ha, what's the matter, this is the most beautiful finger I got after squatting for more than half a month! From a A super conjurer, it is now in my collection."
Hui took a sip of milk tea calmly.
Too much sugar, so sweet.
The comparison among curse masters was particularly strong, and in the next second, someone unconvincedly uploaded their own collection.
"What is that? Look at this baby-like skin... It's white and smooth, so suitable for making a coat."
Hui twisted a piece of cherry blossom cake.
No, it's too sweet.Are all these pastry chefs invited from the Gojo family?
Hui frowned, pulled out a tissue, and wiped the cake powder on her fingers.
Every time before the start of the Curse Master's gathering, they would compare each other, which seemed to be a routine, and now Hui was able to take it lightly.
There are even leisurely comments on one or two.
For example, at this time, he commented on the picture of "the most beautiful eyes" sent by a certain group member:
"It's nothing to you. There are too many bloodshot eyes, and the eyeballs are messy. It can't be called clear at all. Besides, it's the most beautiful."
Of course the members were not convinced.
He said that he dug it out of the face of a rich man's daughter after painstaking efforts, and it would be troublesome to bypass the magician who protected her.
The rich man's daughter is a mixed race, with a pair of blue eyes that are naturally moist, and has been praised by many people. Looking into her eyes is like looking at the most precious gems in the world.
The Curser immediately lined up with Kei.
"You say these eyes are not beautiful? Then you find a more beautiful pair and convince me."
Hui: Heh.
He flipped a photo of Six Eyes up with his backhand.
Postscript: "Are you convinced?"
Curse Master: "..."
Curser: "You fucking... Cheating doesn't bring you like this."
Finally someone couldn't stand it and stood up to speak for the curse master.
"[M], you can't compare like this." This is a peacemaker, "He at least got the eyes of the rich man's daughter, can you get the six eyes?"
"That's right!"
As soon as this remark came out, the crowd burst into laughter.
"Among other things, if [M] can get Liuyan... No, not to mention getting it, as long as he can make Gojo Satoru suffer a bit, I'm willing to vote for [M] as the new leader!"
"Seconded."
"Yes."
it is good.
Megumin's eyes sparkled with a smile.
Just wait for your words.
As a result, the group's curse masters saw that the new member [M], who was usually taciturn and inconspicuous, spoke such a long word for the first time.
"As long as I can make Gojo Satoru suffer, you will elect me as the new leader?" He seemed to smile, "What do you mean?"
"of course."
"Then what if I can make Gojo Satoru disappear for a month?"
"If you can do it."
It was an old voice who spoke this time.
He did not change his voice like other members, but directly used his own voice.
As soon as he spoke, the audience suddenly became silent.
He is a veteran with a high reputation in the group.
He said slowly: "I can recommend you the first-level authority to open the underground intelligence network."
Someone hissed softly.
Level [-] authority, this is something that many people can only hope for.
The authority of the intelligence network is only related to the level of the curse master himself.
Just as conjurers have grades ranging from four to special grades, there is a similar rating system for curse masters.
That is the authority of the intelligence network.
Even if a certain curse master sneaks into the top of the organization by means of small tricks, his status and status cannot provide him with a higher level of intelligence network authority.
The veteran of [Q] is the only person in the entire organization who has the right to vote. Once he speaks, the opening of authority will basically be impossible.
There is a curse master who is about to move, and is starting to get greedy.
However, he was poked privately by the colleague next to him, and he was immediately poured down like a basin of cold water, extinguishing the flame in his heart.
Let Gojo Satoru disappear for a month?you can do it?
Forget it.Don't take the risk.
The name of "Wujo Satoru" is now the "YOU-KNOW-WHO" inside the Curse Master.
Originally, his prestige was not so prominent and frightening.
But since Gojo Gojo entered the high school, everything has changed.
I don’t know which unscrupulous principal made the regulations, allowing the students of this school to accept the task of exorcising the curse. Isn’t this clearly extorting child labor and turning minors into social animals?
It is this deceitful regulation that makes Wutiao Wuwaiwai's activity soar. He is like a humanoid nuclear weapon. Wherever he passes, no grass grows. He will give away many curse spirits, let alone a curse master.
About two months ago, an unlucky curse master happened to bump into Gojo Satoru who was on a mission.
Good guy, no ashes are left for you.
If it wasn't for Wutiao Wu's speed of slaughtering people so fast that the rescue was not timely, the Curse Master might have lost more than one combat force.
Now in the curser's internal forum, one has to scold three hundred times a day #无质学校黑心主护打儿童报少少年#, and related entries are floating on the top all day long.
Wujo Wuyi's strong suppression directly extinguished the arrogance of all the Curse Masters. I don't know how many people dared to be angry and dared not speak out. When they were outside, they were very careful and restrained, lest a certain killer from the Tokyo High School heard the news. .
If all the curse masters restrain themselves, they will lose more benefits. Can they not be aggrieved?
As long as Wujo Gou is allowed to stop for a month, they can all be high again.
Now, there is a warrior who dares to face the bleak life and dripping blood. No matter whether he really has the hole card or rushes to give it away, the curser is very happy.
They don't suffer either!
After negotiating the conditions with the elder of [Q], Hui clasped her fingers and pressed them to her lips, lost in thought.
What bothered him wasn't how to get Gojo Satoru to take a month's leave.
But during this period... how to control this group of curse masters.
Without Gojo Satoru's restraint, they would undoubtedly cause harm to the world again. When Kei once came into contact with these dirty and bloody transactions for the first time, it was not that he never thought of stopping them, but the ending was often even more tragic.
So he realized.
There are some things that cannot be easily interfered with.
"Curse masters" were born along with "curse masters". They are like the back of the light. They have been active in this world for thousands of years and have not been eliminated so far. They have already formed a unique law of survival.
Hui can only choose to obey before he has no power to shake them.
Those who go against the current of the general trend are asking for trouble.
For four months, he had been sitting on the sidelines, gathering strength.
Although this power is not enough to challenge the laws of the Curser, but to restrain this group of lawless people within a month... it is still possible.
Frowning lightly, Hui already had a sense of humor.
Then, the next thing is a letter.
.........
"Hey, Hui said he missed me? He actually said he missed me??"
Ayin was shocked on the spot.
In order to make sure that she was not dazzled, she rubbed her eyes repeatedly.
No way, that's Xiaohui, he actually...does he also have a side that likes acting like a baby?
Good, so cute.
[It is said that a festival will be held in Kyoto. At the end of this month, sister Ayin, please come and accompany me. I haven't been to the festival yet. 】
He even called his sister! !
"Hui wants to go to the festival, it's rare to have such a childish side." Ah Yin laughed.
Of course she had no reason not to agree.
Anyway, school affairs have stabilized during this time, and Ah Yin is so idle in the office that it almost grows weeds. Since the children at home say that they miss themselves, it is not a bad idea to go home and live for a month or two.
When the child grows up, he should spend more time with him, and he has neglected Hui.
A Yin felt a little guilty.
The next day.
Wujo Wu, who learned that Ayin was going back to the Zenyuan home, said, "Huh—?!!"
His whole body is blown up!
"What, why go home? Isn't it good to stay here?"
Isn't it nice to be around him? ?
"You said you want to accompany the child to the festival...? That's fine, you wait for me. Let's go back together."
Gojo Satoru made a decision on his own.
Being highly motivated, he immediately handed over a leave form to the teacher for a period of one month. The reason was that his father was critically ill and he had to go home to visit relatives.
Night Moth said rightly: "..."
He accepted the leave form tiredly: "All right, all right."
Gojo Satoru happily rushed out the door.
.........
Hui: Everything is in my expectation.
作者有话要说:感谢在2021-08-21?00:06:20~2021-08-22?00:04:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Mojiu? 1;
Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Dementia? 20 bottles; Jiajia? 10 bottles; Nishang, Krulu Celluloid, Fengqingyundan? 5 bottles; vest daily throw, Lin, caged bird?
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard
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