I was reborn after swallowing twenty fingers

"So many things happened!"

Knotweed was stunned for a moment when he heard it, from the astral body to the sky and the tyrant, and then to the ability of Wutiao teacher.

Now Riko has changed her name and surname, and she is abroad.

"After all, I'm the strongest." Gojo Satoru said this sentence as usual, but it was different from the attitude he should have at this age... more like the teacher Gojo ten years later.

Floating, restless.

"But... didn't it mean that the duration of the ten-year bazooka is only 5 minutes?" Knotweed looked at the thin 'instruction' over and over again.

The teenager couldn't figure out why he stayed in [the future] for just a few minutes, and a week from ten years ago passed.

……Do not.

Maybe know.

It was rare for the cherry-haired boy to show a slightly gloomy look, and that moment seemed to be an illusion, fleeting.

He looked up, smiling brightly.

"It's good that everyone is fine." The young man scratched his hair. "I received the mission today, so I'll go to Nana Ming's side first. The place is a bit out of the way. It's better to prepare for departure early."

"See you later!"

His silver hair shook slightly under the hot glass in midsummer, and he waved to the forever young child.

The pupils behind the lens seem to watch, seem to love deeply.

After the knotweed walked to the dormitory, he saw Senior Xia You standing at the entrance of the corridor with a can of cold drink, staring out the window in a daze.

"senior?"

"It's Youren." Xia Youjie returned to his senses, facing the boy's undisguised worried expression, he squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, it's just Ku Xia."

"Really?" The cherry-haired boy looked at him with very stubborn eyes, "Is that true, is it just Kuxia?"

Xia Youjie looked at him for a while, then sighed as if giving up, "It's really... Actually, I've been thinking about a problem recently."

"Just like you said before."

"To love human beings unequally."

"Huh?" Because of the time gap of the fault, Polygonum cuspidatum didn't fully realize the changes in Xia Youjie for a while.

"It's a good thing." Xia Youjie concluded, and turned his gaze to the knotweed, "But you can't do it yourself."

Knotweed Youren.

Persuading the young man to "love humans unequally" because he noticed a potential problem in a certain senior... There is no way to do this in itself.

Live bright and shining as if you will sink into the curse of love and death forever.

"Wu Yun is prosperous."

The senior with a smile like a fox fairy watched the departure of the knotweed.

This is an event in a relatively remote location, and the curse was born from the belief in the god of the earth.

When pulled into the [Realm] by the curse, Knotweed realized the troublesome part of the curse, perhaps because he had been believed in as a god, he could see the latent desires in human hearts.

Knotabagi Yuhito saw it, the person he wanted to see.

——Wujo Satoru.

That is the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru.

But it's not Wutiao teacher, but wearing a red haori, with a curse paper on his face, with the word "目" written in the middle.

It looks like a god walking out of a ukiyo-e scroll, or... a ghost.

[He] claimed to be the river god here, and said that the knotweed Youren was the bride sacrificed to the river god.

Different from Wujo teacher's always light and light tone, the other party's voice is majestic and solemn, just like a real god.

The god and the boy who lost his memory lived together for seven days.

On the seventh day, the teenager was in the final time of anxiety because of recalling the past.

[He] asked Knotweed if he was happy.

[He] asked Knotweed if he was happy.

[He] asked if the knotweed could--"survive."

The illusion of the gods burned in the fire, and the land gods were successfully eradicated. Knotweed opened his eyes and met Wujo Gojo's gaze.

The six-eyed Miko spread his fingers in a gesture of [茈]. After wiping the cold sweat from his forehead with the knotweed stick, he subconsciously smiled at the other party.

He was sure that at that last moment...it was indeed Gojo Satoru who was right.

The five seniors spoke, as if they wanted to say something, their voices overlapped with the rustling of the bushes.

Xia Youjie walked over with two juniors, Qihai and Huiyuan.

"It's fine," he said.

"... Let's go back." Gojo Satoru.

In the daily life that is getting closer to the ordinary campus style, this summer has been extremely dull, and the blue-eyed Chubby seems to be getting more and more lazy in such a peaceful atmosphere.I was drowsy all day, and then I simply left a sentence of 'system update', so I couldn't sleep.

The time is late summer and early autumn.

The wind in the air became slightly bleak, bringing with it the slightly cold smell of autumn.

The increasingly dull, stagnant life without waves was finally broken.

Knotweed picked up a man on the back hill of the school... Literally, it looked like a boy about his age, with black hair and blue eyes.

He's fiddling with a... car?

It might be a car, but its appearance is very strange, with a sense of medieval retro...animals, gears, and symbols of theological elements.

The other party seemed to have suddenly noticed the arrival of the uninvited guest, and with a wrench in one hand, he turned his head in the direction of the knotweed.

"Ah... good afternoon?" the boy said.

"It's still early morning." Knotweed replied friendly, "Good morning."

"No, that's right in the afternoon." The young man with black hair and blue eyes showed a serious expression.

"The velocity is different."

Then, Knotweed heard a story from him... about the journey of love and hope, the beast that burns human reason.

Singularity, human history... Mystery Belt, Fantasy Tree.

The reality of this world finally unfolds completely before the eyes of Hu Zhang.

This is the Belt of Obscurity, the result of the wrong historical development to the extreme after the choice of left and right - a world of white paper.

"But only this place is special." The young man chewed the bread, and continued to explain to the knotweed, "There is nothing wrong with this being the Lost Belt, but in the 'central zone' there is still a fully functioning human concept."

"So everything I saw was..."

"It's the truth in the false." The boy named 'Fujimaru Tachika' replied: "If it's easier to understand, it's probably like an archive."

"Chaldea... no, humans," he said. "Humans need this [concept]."

As for why.

In order to make the [outside] blank, disappear, and return everything to nature, and return to the form that human history should have.

At the same time, Knotweed finally realized.

Because the area I live in, or [inside] is the domain of Mr. Gojo, and it is precisely because of this that everything can be completely preserved.

At the same time, the sky began to peel off piece by piece.

From the azure blue surrounded by white clouds, it gradually becomes a lifeless...pale, as Fujimaru Tatsuka said, a world of white paper.

Knotweed has seen such a color before, in the future ten years after being hit by the shell stage of a rocket launcher ten years later.

got windy.

From the small to the vast, from the vast sky to the remote earth.

Knotweed put down the elbow covering his eyes.

He saw Gojo Satoru in the sky, stepping on fragments like shattered sky mirrors.

The young man with early cherry-colored hair, his amber eyes burst into brilliance for a moment, he waved vigorously towards the sky on the ground, and wanted to run there again.

—— "Don't go there!"

Li Xiang's face darkened slightly, and he raised his hand to stop the knotweed.

The identity is already clear.

Five enlightenment.

God of the Lost Belt, King of the Cursed.

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The author has something to say: Tomorrow is the last part of the outline... Thank you every little angel