Big guys are my vests

Gojo Satoru dashed forward, firmly grasped Tsukimi Riko's hand holding the bullet, and pulled towards him.

He could clearly see the scars slowly healing between the knuckles of the fingers, leaving only a few shallow buttons.

Gojo Satoru's face turned pale, but then became colder——

Undoubtedly, the bullet also broke through Ritsu Tsukimi's spell power, strands of blood gathered along the palm lines, winding on his forearm, leaving glaring marks.

"A special bullet." Tsukimi Rito explained.

Seeing the man's understatement and skipping, Gojo Satoru unconsciously tightened his grip on the wrist.

He was annoyed that he didn't notice the surrounding environment, he wanted to say that men don't need to treat him as a child...

After a long time, without words, Wujo Wu let go.

There were five terrifying finger marks on Ritsu Tsukimi's wrist, which were gradually repaired under the effect of the reversal technique without leaving any traces.

Just like the other party, as long as he wants to, he can withdraw from Gojo Wu's life at will and leave at will.

And Gojo Satoru knew nothing about Tsukimi Ritsu's world, what price did the man pay for seeing him?What is Meteor Street like?

Gathering his expression, Gojo Satoru thought he would figure it out.

Yuejian Risu didn't know what Gojo Satoru was thinking, he turned his head to look at Xia Youjie, and stretched out his hand: "Here."

The five fingers that were closed were slightly relaxed, and the bullet that imprinted the spell, carrying a bit of body temperature and rust smell that had not yet disappeared, fell into Xia Youjie's palm lightly and delicately.

"Bullets can penetrate spell power, right?" Xia Youjie stared at the bullet in his palm, his eyes darkened.

This shows that even if he builds a magic barrier, he will still be penetrated. If it is not for the teacher, he cannot save himself, and neither can Wu.

Jia Ruozi hurried over and was relieved to see the two people who were safe and sound.

"Do you have any clues about the person who wants to kill you?" Tsukimi Ritsu reminded.

Xia Youjie pondered for a while, then shook his head: "I can't think of it for now."

"It doesn't matter whether it's a curse spirit or a killer, in short, as long as they are all killed?" Gojo Satoru's face was gloomy, and a storm was beginning to appear in his blue pupils.

"Occasionally, you will say a word or two that you can listen to." Xia Youjie's tone was light.

He knew that Gojo Satoru was not a frank person, and if he didn't express it, it didn't mean he didn't care.

What's more, people who seem to have a good temper are often extremely terrifying when angry. The enemy's knife point is aimed directly at him, how can Xia Youjie let go easily.

This bullet blasted away the distance between them and the inner world.

Several people realized that they were not targeted because of what they did.There were already pairs of eyes nailed to them in the dark, just waiting for an opportunity to take a bite out of their flesh.

Tsukimi Ritsu looked at the flames rising from their eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of her lips.

That's right, that's it.Always remember you who stand in the center of the stage, the beam of light illuminates the eyes but there is darkness all around.

"Where's Niuti, do you want to go together?" Tsukimi Risu turned around and asked Yarui Niuzi who had calmed down.

"Their hunting game." Right now, the roles of hunter and prey are reversed.

Jia Ruozi shrugged, "I won't participate."

Her technique will basically not change, let her run around Yokohama with two people who obviously intend to go crazy... let her go.

"Teacher, if you don't mind, I'll go with them to the Medical Department of the Supernatural Special Affairs Department. These techniques are very interesting." Jia Ruzi raised the stack of anatomical diagrams in his hand.

Seeing the strength of the five patriarchs with their own eyes, the staff huddled in a corner and remained silent.

Special personnel with healing abilities are popular no matter where they go. He just followed the instructions above to establish a good relationship with people in advance, and he didn't want to be targeted by this man.

"That's fine, I'll trouble you guys." Yuejian Ritou thought for a moment, then nodded, "Contact the teacher if you have anything to do."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wujo, you will absolutely protect Miss Jiarui!" The staff saluted excitedly.

Jiajin Nitzi left first.

Wujo Wu followed Xia Youjie, and the two had their own plans.

Whether it is the source of the bullet, the identity of the killer, or the real body of the curse, they cannot be let go.

Judging from the amount he paid Kong Shiyu, Tsukimi Ritsu estimated that Oda Sakunosuke was the peak combat power of this wave of assassinations.

The two of them were already vigilant, and it was basically impossible for them to be hindered by some second-rate killers alone.

Tsukimi Riko was thinking about whether to quietly follow behind the two of them, just in case.

Feeling that his forearm was firmly grasped, he turned his head and looked into the heavy eyes behind Wujo Wu's sunglasses.

Feeling the man's barely swollen texture, Gojo Satoru glared at him, and said in a bad tone, "If the injury is not healed, please don't come here to get in the way."

Was discovered.

Tsukimi Ritsu smiled helplessly, thinking she could pretend to be there.

"I see."

Gojo Satoru got the promise and left with a soft snort.

Xia Youjie turned around, noticed the episode between the two of them, and hid his doubts.

After the two left their sight, Tsukimi Ritou opened the page and looked at the last character card belonging to Yokohama.

He didn't say he wouldn't appear in another capacity.

//

In a certain safe house under Wujo's name, the figure of the white-haired young man gradually dissipated, and then transformed into a red-haired young man.

Ritsu Tsukimi opened his eyes. Unlike the supernormal five senses that can be sensed in all directions by the six eyes, the eyes of "Nakahara Chuya" are more clearly a standard world with a cold tone, and the accuracy is not the slightest difference.

His cobalt blue pupils are emotionless, and his eyes are like copper sulfate solution quietly flowing in a test tube, clear and transparent, without any waves.

Tsukimi Rito lowered his eyes. After countless experiments, his brain domain has been forcibly expanded to the limit of human beings.

The world in his eyes is cold and mathematical, and rarely captures personal emotional fluctuations.

Gently exhaling, Tsukimi Ritsu finally understood the meaning of the setting he wrote down casually, "Killing [-] defective clones with his own hands and receiving consciousness".

As the first natural person discovered in Academy City, "Nakahara Chuya" is the only one so far who can exert 100% of the power of Huangba spit.

A mass of red energy condensed from Tsukimi Risu's fingertips, and the moment the power gushed out, gravity lost its law around him.

"Central Plains Chuya" may be the closest to a god among the three character cards...

The gods are born indifferent, but "Nakahara Chuya" let go of the brain and accommodated the consciousness of all clones.

What a gentle person.

Tsukimi Ritou confirmed the layout, and then left the safe house.

Compared with Gojo Satoru and Kuroro, the task looks simpler:

【Task 0. Rescue the experimental subject (3/[-]). 】

[Task [-]. Select and cultivate an heir, currently unbound. 】

Just as every card has a reason to break the original worldview, "Central Plains Chuya" is no exception-he has sensed the experimental body that Huang Ba spits out new things.

After solving all the human laboratories in Academy City, apart from him and the conscious bodies in his mind, there should be no "Central Plains Chuya" in the world.

But he discovered from the encrypted data that Academy City had sold cloned cells to laboratories in other countries, France and Japan.

The French experimental subject had already escaped control and was reborn, and "Nakahara Chuya" had no intention of interfering with him. The remaining Japanese experimental subjects were still in petri dishes, not yet awakened, and had not undergone various experiments.

Human experimentation is the only inverse scale of "Central Plains Chuya". He cannot tolerate any existence that tries to violate nature and artificially create life only for human selfish desires.

Tsukimi Ritou will find a new experimental subject and take him away.

Stepping into the sunlight, Tsukimi Ritsu felt that Huangba's power had been weakened a lot by herself.In order to keep the conscious bodies from dying, he allocated [-] energies.

Fortunately, Huangbatu, as a god, has unfathomable strength.

But the human body has limits after all, before the conscious bodies dissipated, he had to find a way.

If [-] singularities are created to accommodate them...

Tsukimi Ritsu didn't realize that as he lost control of part of his power, the moment he appeared, a terrifying aura briefly passed over Yokohama City, like an ancient god descending.

He was the stone that fell into the calm lake, and the ripples spread and expanded round by round.

The first person to receive the signal was in the laboratory on the other side of Yokohama.

"The data soared, one hundred, two hundred... wait, three thousand! The experimental subjects rioted, get down!" The surprise on the faces of several white coats froze, and gradually turned into fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang!

The dark red energy exploded from the petri dish, except for the special material that imprisoned the experimental subject, all the other equipment in the room were destroyed, and the broken glass exploded all over the place.

In the huge petri dish in the center, the young experimental body wrapped in a transparent green liquid, Nakahara Chuya, opened his eyes for the first time.

The inorganic blue is exactly the same as the cobalt blue pupils in Tsukimi Ri, equally pure, transparent, and impersonal.

Before the white coat trembled and got up to confirm his situation, Nakahara Chuya's eyeballs turned slightly, slightly deflecting in the direction of energy fluctuations.

The power of Huangba's vomiting disappeared...

Zhong Yuanzhong also lost his senses, his eyes slowly returned to the original angle, and he closed them again.

He heard it—a heartbeat from the same source.

Slow and overwhelmed, throbbing with difficulty.

"Team leader! The growth rate of the experimental subject is twice as fast as before!" One person tremblingly recorded the data.

Nakahara also roughly sketched the outline of another soul in his mind.

He needs himself.