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The next day.

The rich business lady that Wujo Wujo spoke of was named Niwo, her father was a well-known local casino tycoon, and she had only one daughter, Niwo, so he naturally devoted all his resources to doting on her.

Most importantly, Nion is a person with the ability to read.

"What is a person with the ability to read?"

Not only Yuzu Yujin, but even Fu Heihui, who always knew a lot, couldn't help showing puzzled and curious eyes.

"The power system in this world is roughly divided into four types. The first type is of course the magic power we are familiar with; the second type you should have seen before, the ability possessed by the supernatural being;

The third is the magic circuit, I won’t talk about this kind, and I will explain it to you when I meet you in the future;

And the fourth type, the mind ability I mentioned now, has been seldom mentioned because the number is too small. It is a more secretive existence than conjurers. "

Seeing that both of them looked sluggish about reshaping the world view, Gojo Wu touched their dogs' heads and said: "You don't have to worry so much, as I said, the total number of mind-ability people in the whole world does not exceed 200 people, 60 billion people on earth, some people may not meet a person with the ability to read in their whole life, so it is normal that you have not heard of it.”

Fu Heihui: "So teacher, you said that you are not qualified to enter the auction venue, is it because the auction only allows those who have the ability to enter?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, "Because there are too few people with the ability to read, and most of them are erratic. The only one I can track down and connect with is this Miss Nion, but I didn't expect it to be bad. Anyway, the teacher is Count on you two!"

A sense of déjà vu that I entrust my lifelong happiness to you.

"Thanks for your trust."

But it really doesn't have to be.

..

Nyon is 16 years old this year. She is currently a female high school student studying at American High School. During the summer vacation, she came to Las Vegas, where her father's business is located, for vacation.

Because of the love of his parents and his noble status, he is always surrounded by various bodyguards and servants.

Nyon's sky-blue hair was tied high behind her head, and her big black sunglasses covered most of her face, only showing the curvature of her beautiful face. The girl was lazily lying on the beach bench, in front of the crowd. Surrounded by bodyguards, she still enjoys her sunbathing contentedly.

"To a certain extent, this Miss Nion is also a talent." Knotweed Yuren couldn't help complaining.

Isn't it? It's awkward to think about how many pairs of eyes staring at him can still put on such an expression of enjoyment!

"Hi, Miss Nion, we meet again."

Probably because Nion had greeted these bodyguards in advance, Gojo Satoru jumped in front of Nyon without receiving any hindrance.

Although the blue-haired girl just glanced at him lightly, showing a slightly boring expression, "Ah, it's you, Uncle Wujo."

The corner of Wutiao Wu's mouth twitched a few times, and he corrected: "It's Wutiao brother, not Wutiao uncle!"

In his thirties, he still has the cheek to call himself brother in front of young female high school students?

However, Gojo Satoru's face was indeed too deceptive, causing her to mistakenly think that the other party was probably a senior in the second or third year of high school, but she accidentally saw his ID card, what the hell, the real age is 29, and the false age is [-]!

She almost called the police!

It's true that she likes youthfulness, but the premise is that the other party is really a 20-year-old boy, not a narcissist who is nearly [-] years old and wears a childlike face!

Thinking of this, Nion under the sunglasses couldn't help but roll his eyes.But when his eyes touched Fu Heihui and Huzhang Youren who were following behind him, there was a little surprise in his eyes.

Although it was only a few seconds, Gojo Satoru still felt Nyon's gaze, especially the one that stayed on Fu Heihui for the longest time.

"I forgot to introduce you to Ms. Neon. These two are my students in Japan, Fuguro Hui and Knotabagi Yuhito. I happened to meet them this time when I came to Las Vegas for vacation, so I just want to introduce you. "

"Pfft——" Nyon's cold expression didn't hold back for a moment, and she laughed, "So you're really a teacher."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Isn't I exuding the fragrance of an educator who teaches and educates people all the time?"

"What I'm smelling now is pimp cheesy powder."

"."

Fu Heihui & Polygonum cuspidatum: Thank you, I have been connoted.

Nyon took off his sunglasses, revealing those beautiful eyes, looking past the tall Gojo Satoru in front of him, and looking behind him.

Fu Heihui, "Forget it, I know what you want, I can take you into the auction, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"Let that black-haired guy be my servant and bodyguard for a day, and I'll take you into the auction."

"Okay, it's a deal."

Gojo Satoru agreed with a smile.

..

Gojo Satoru was reclined on the sofa, playing with the prison gate in his hand, his sunglasses slipped slightly along the bridge of his tall nose, revealing those sky-like eyes, he could see that he was in a good mood.

Yuzu Yuhito sat on the small sofa beside him, with an anxious expression, his round golden eyes looked at the closed door from time to time, and from time to time looked at Gojo Satoru, who was at ease.

He pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he decided to speak: "Mr. Wutiao, wouldn't it be good if you just sold Hui like this?"

Gojo Satoru's face remained unchanged, "How can you say it's for sale.. It's just being Miss Nion's servant and bodyguard for a day, and it's not about sacrificing appearance. But you mentioned this.. I remembered it.. So that's the case, as expected of that son of man."

Is this the inherited ability to be caught by a rich woman at a glance?

"What son?" Knotabagi Yujin didn't know why.

At this moment, the closed door creaked open, interrupting the conversation between the two.

The sights of Gojo Satoru and Katsuobu Yuhito were pulled over in an instant.But the person behind the door has been reluctant to show up for a long time, and the sigh of the person behind the door seems to be heard in the quiet room.

"Hui?" Yuzu Yujin tried to call out.

Another sigh followed.

The door was quietly opened again, and the people inside seemed to have finally prepared themselves and appeared.

"Ah this."

Knotabazu Yuhito's eyes widened.

Fu Heihui in front of him took off his usual loose sweater and trousers, and put on a white shirt and black trousers.

The unassuming sea urchin head is taken care of submissively, and the delicate face under the naturally hanging black hair is very different from the usual Fu Heihui. Now he looks like the male protagonist who came out of a boy manga .

It's just that the actor's mouth is pulled down now, and he doesn't look very happy.

Knotabagi Yuhito looked him up and down, and then asked curiously: "Hui, why did you wrap your forehead with a bandage? Did you get it on?"

There's no reason, was it fine when I went in to change clothes just now?

"..No." An unnatural look flashed across Fu Heihui's face, and he turned his face away, the black hair hanging down just covered his slightly reddened heels.

Gojo Satoru teleported to Fu Hei's back, and immediately untied the bandage that was not tightly wrapped.

The moment the bandage slipped off, the covered forehead was finally exposed. I saw a pattern resembling a cross tattooed on the center of the originally smooth forehead. Matched with the black hair, the original youthful feeling disappeared instantly. Evil mystery.

"Wow, having an extra tattoo makes a difference all of a sudden.. Megumi!"

Seeing that both of them were staring at her forehead, Fu Heihui's fair face was dyed a little red, she subconsciously covered her forehead, and said sullenly, "It's just a tattoo sticker!"

Only Gojo Satoru stroked his chin, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but finally closed his mouth.

Forget it, it's better not to annoy a thin-skinned student like him at this time.

However, it turns out that the rich woman likes to play role-playing..

..

Nion is indeed a rich woman, but not a perverted rich woman.

He said he wanted Fu Heihui to be his servant and bodyguard for a day.But he didn't ask too much, just asked him to wear strange clothes and be a servant for a day.

It's just that I occasionally look at him with strange eyes, and then ask him to do some innocuous little things in a commanding tone.

But the rich woman herself seemed to enjoy this kind of domineering manner towards him. .

Thanks to my keen hearing, I could occasionally hear her chanting alone, murmuring the three words Kurolo repeatedly in her mouth.

It may be a place name, or it may be a personal name, but Fu Heihui doesn't care.

The day will soon be over.

"Rich women.. more or less have some unknown hobbies! This is normal!" Gojo Satoru patted Fukuroe's shoulder heartily, "Sensei and Aoi will thank you!"

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Three days later, the auction came as scheduled, and Niwon really fulfilled her promise.But because each person who receives the invitation can only bring one companion.

So Fugurohui and Knotabagi Yujin could only stay outside, and Gojo Satoru and Nyon entered the auction venue together.

For the sake of safety and privacy, the auction will take the form of a private auction, that is, all guests will be assigned independent private rooms equipped with equipment to conduct real-time live broadcast for the auction.

"Are all of you who read abilities so secretive?"

Even internal gatherings have so many rules and regulations.

"For the sake of safety, after all, there are too few people with the ability to read in this world."

Half an hour before the auction started, they simply chatted.

"Actually, I'm curious, why did Miss Nion choose to help us in the end?" Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa, crossed his legs seemingly leisurely, and asked casually, but his eyes under the sunglasses were actually full of vigilance.

Obviously he tried hard for more than a week to no avail.Although he joked that Nion liked teenagers, but he believed that this was not the root cause, and there must be something behind it. .

Nyon didn't care, took a sip of the juice on the side, and then said slowly, "To be honest, I was very surprised that you were able to find out that I am a person with the ability to read. I have no more than three people who have the ability to read, and I am very confident in my ability to hide it. After thinking about it, there is only one possibility left, and you found me through someone else's introduction."

"If it was introduced by someone who knows my identity, then you should also be credible. Of course, the most important thing is that my mind ability angel's automatic notes can predict the future. Although I can't activate it on myself, but from my first The first time I saw you, I had already secretly launched it against you."

Destiny and the future are connected, and through the interpretation of Wujo Wu's prophecy, you can also get part of your future information.

"The prophecy told me that I must help. So I helped, it's as simple as that."

What's more, it can make this strongest conjurer owe him an important favor, so why not do it, it's clear that it's a sure-fire deal!

"Although, I don't want you to get it so easily." Nion laughed.

Is that why you made things difficult for him in the first place?

However, if so-

"Then your prophecy says that what I'm doing now will be successful?"

Nyon looked at Gojo Satoru in surprise, and finally fixed his gaze on the prison gate held in the man's hand, "You are a man with a strong will, is the content of the prophecy important to you?"

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, and did not deny Nion's specious words, "You're right, it doesn't matter."

He lowered his head, caressed the box with his bony hands, and when his fingertips lightly brushed the closed eye, he seemed to be able to feel the other's trembling eyelashes, as if they would open in the next second.

but no.

Gojo Satoru knew very well that it was just a conditioned reflex made by Todo Aoi unconsciously.

But he still looked gentle, as if the delicate skin of a girl was touched by his fingertips. His long silver eyelashes suppressed the emotion in his pupils, casting a blue shadow under his eyelids.

"The end result is the same anyway."

The screen in the center of the room made a static sound, and then changed to the home of the auction. The auctioneer in a black suit said with a smile on his face:

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to this auction."