Writer saves the world

Chuya wants to return the product.

Wutiao Wu said: No reason to return for seven days without reason, dear.

Therefore, Nakahara could only face the tall and burly male high school students, who looked weak, pitiful, and helpless against them, causing Huiyuan Xiong to widen his eyes and make ignorant voices again and again.

It turns out that the gods look like this!

Hui Yuanxiong felt that the spiritual pollution caused by the curse spirit enshrined as a god in the mission was washed away by (the light of the cubs), looking at the little god with a schoolbag and a student hat, how cute it is, Being reminded by Xia Youjie's slap on the head, he immediately put his hands together and bowed vigorously to the same altitude as Zhongyuanzhong.

"Thank you for your talisman!" Hui Yuanxiong said loudly, "You are such a good god! Please let me be your believer!"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't understand the first half of the sentence, but the second half of the sentence awakened his memories of being forced to believe by Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, and he subconsciously took two steps back, holding his hands on his chest and writing rejection all over his face.

He, he is still a cub, there is no way to protect believers...

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses, grinningly stretched out his hands to rub Nakahara Chuya's hair, not caring about the weak rejection of the god cub, "None of the 800 million gods really blessed us."

Through a layer of sunglasses, no one could see the sharp killing intent flashing in Gojo Wu's eyes.If there is no amulet given to him by Erye Tingming this time, there is a high probability that Hui Yuanyu will die during the mission.He went to the scene to investigate afterwards, and even though the traces left by the curse spirit were covered up as much as possible, the remaining aura still told him that it was definitely not something his two juniors could handle.

Gojo Satoru no longer wanted to care about whether this was Rotten Orange's disgusting method against him or a mistake in the assessment of the task level. He only knew that when he heard the news that Hui Yuanxiong was almost killed in the task, compared to his junior who narrowly escaped death Fortunate and joyful, the first thing that filled his heart was the almost crazy killing intent.

For a moment, he thought about rushing to squeeze all the lingering rotten oranges into marmalade. Anyway, the government would be happy to accept the legacy of the rotten oranges, and Xia Youjie wouldn't mind cleaning up his willfulness one more time anyway. Little tail.

Anyway, for Gojo Satoru, popping a few rotten oranges is too easy.He often has some illusions because of this, as if he was born in the wrong world, everything is too fragile and too short-lived, he has to be careful not to damage his favorite things.

But before Gojo Satoru lost control, Xia Youjie held him back.

Don't get me wrong, it's not to stop Gojo Satoru.After Xia Youjie comforted Qihai Jianren, who was about to collapse, confirmed the injury of Hui Yuanxiong with Jia Ruozi, and contacted a circle of monsters/onmyojis/supernatural powers who might be helpful, he looked calm and calm. The reliable young man leaned on Gojo Satoru's shoulder in an unoccupied corner, sighing in pain as if exhausted.

His hands trembled violently, and Xia Youjie couldn't stop the convulsive tremors, just like he couldn't stop thinking about the possibility that Hui Yuanxiong really died in the mission—everyone he cared about would die in the possibility in the task.

The thoughts that had flashed through his head appeared again, whispering in his ear, questioning whether everything they did really made sense, and the ordinary people who passed him on the street suddenly changed one by one. Ignorant, distorted, hideous, monkey-like ugly.

He knows that such thinking is wrong, he should be like Gojo Satoru and put the account on the rotten oranges at the top, but if he can control his own thoughts—if human beings can control their own thoughts, wouldn’t everyone be like a sage? generally.

He grabbed Gojo Satoru, like a man in hell grabs that spider's thread.

It can be said that Xia Youjie's unstable emotions saved the lives of the high-level rotten oranges in the magic circle, and saved them from being crushed by Gojo Wujou, and he was able to see the magic circle being turned upside down by young people , The power in his hands was wiped out bit by bit.

Xia Youjie was wandering around with bad ideas about how to slap the higher-ups hard, but on the surface he put forward a revised draft of the task-level evaluation in a serious manner. In fact, he was more inclined to the task-level this time than the high-level troublemakers. Evaluation errors, due to the uncertainty of the magic spirit is too strong, the grade evaluation error is not once or twice, looking through the records, I don't know how many conjurers fell into this big pit.

Purely relying on the ability of the conjurer cannot completely and accurately assess the level of the magic spirit, but the biggest advantage of relying on the government is the multi-departmental cooperation. Very interested, although they are more interested in the one hundred ways of using the magic spirit, but it does not prevent the magicians from providing some non-core technical support.

Of course, the technology developed in this way is exclusively used by the Magic Affairs Division, which provides them with a new direction for poaching corners.

——Do you want to change jobs? Accurate task assessment will not cheat you.

Xia Youjie decided to use this to say goodbye to Hui Yuanxiong after a while. He was very optimistic about the development potential of this junior, and after working so hard to train him for so long, it was impossible for him to leave him to work in the magic world.

As long as the routine reaches Xiong Hui, the probability of his partner Qi Hai Jianren's starting rate will increase to more than [-]%.Like him, Jianren Qihai did not come from an orthodox family of conjurers, and was even more influenced by ordinary people than he was. Xia Youjie even discovered that Jianren Qihai would read some preparation books for the qualification examination, civil service examination and the like when he had nothing to do. For Qihai Jianren, conjurers are only options, not alternatives, and they don't have a high sense of identity with the conjuration world.

And they are national civil servants, and they enjoy cadre treatment when they enter the job.Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu successfully dug into the corner of the hand, but the magician/supervisor and director from ordinary people's family, the civil servant establishment can be called an invincible killer, and the success rate is so high that they are shocked.

Qihai Jianren, who was missed by Xia Youjie, somehow felt a little cold on his back, but he only thought that the injuries he suffered during the mission were not healed. After cursing a few times in his heart that the mission was shit, he went up and carried it away, right " "Chuya God", the over-enthusiastic Haibara Yuo.

Anyway, this is a god, Qihai Jianren seems to be a short and puffy cub, he probably knows in his heart that Wutiao Wu and Xia Youjie's set of believers and gods is purely a bad joke to play with them.

Nakahara Chuya's statement about the amulet also proved Qihai Jianren's guess-"That was given to you by Ming, not by me."

It's a pity that Hui Yuanxiong has been fooled into the ditch by Xia Youjie, and he promised Xia Youjie to join their Yokohama Chuya Daimyojin sect in the car. Seeing Zhongyuan Zhongya is like a friendly big dog seeing a cub Wagging his tail, Nakahara Chuya tried to explain with his mouth, but his body honestly touched the head of Hui Yuanxiong who came closer.

"I can't do things like believers and believers. Ming said that I am still young, and too much belief will affect my body (height)." Nakahara Zhong also seriously explained why he could not accept believers, and quickly added, "But we can be friends !"

Nanami Jianren covered the mouth of Huiyuanxiong who was still about to say something, and forced him to shake hands with Nakahara Chuya, "My name is Qihaijianren, this is Huiyuanxiong, please give me your advice."

He looks really serious and reliable, and his painting style is out of place in the DK quartet. He already has a social animal atmosphere at a young age, and he brings a sense of familiarity to Zhongye Zhongye.

After all, Erye Tingming and Rimbaud also exuded this kind of aura from time to time, and the uncles watching outside the door had a strong social atmosphere, and they looked like nine-nine-six dozen workers.

"You can call me Chuya." Chuya Nakahara took out two pieces of candy from his pocket and gave them to Nanami Kento and Haibara Yuu. Gojo Gojo stretched out his hand to beg for the candy together as a matter of course, and pretended to say: "Trick or Treat!"

Well, the Obon Festival is coming soon, rounding it up is also Halloween here.

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave out another piece of candy with distress, deeply hated that he was the only housekeeper today, otherwise Gojo Satoru would not be so presumptuous no matter which one was at home, Naruto or Oda.

Oda Sakunosuke took Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa Gin to the hospital. Akutagawa Ryunosuke was not particularly healthy because of his childhood experience. He fell ill when the seasons changed from spring to summer, and he still has a cough. It happened to Akutagawa Gin also had a little gastrointestinal disorder and diarrhea during this period, so Oda Sakunosuke took him to the hospital for an examination.

And Erye Tingming ran a little further. When Wujo Wutiao and Xia Youjie were bullying his cubs at his house, his plane had just landed on the other side of the ocean, the night was low and the lights were brightly lit, and the blond young man was smiling greet him.

"Francis Fitzgerald." The young man's expression was not obnoxiously arrogant, "Welcome to New York, Mr. Naru."