Correct use of scientific spells

After returning to the college, the first thing Xia Youjie did was to put these medicines in the refrigerator.

The quantity is limited and the cost is high, and it is still the painstaking effort of the predecessors. He is full of confidence in these drugs.

The end of the year is approaching, and it is almost time for the short winter vacation of the college.This year, people from the Wutiao family came early, and they drove a bunch of luxury cars to pick up their patriarch, which caused Wujo Wu's irritability to rise sharply.

I thought that after taking over the Gotiao family, I would be able to do whatever I wanted, but it turned out that I needed to bother him twice the content, and there was a lot of clerical work.Distribute all these contents to others, Gojo Satoru has exhausted his patience with the new job of Patriarch.

"It's so annoying."

He put half of his face on the desk and complained loudly: "What kind of family responsibility, contact with the director department, etc. - can't we just kill them all.

"Just casually said something super scary, Wutiao."

Nitro leaned on the back of the chair: "Whether you like it or not, there are many magicians who are attached to you to live."

"Can't they walk independently!"

Wujo Wu retorted loudly, Xia Youjie also amused by his indignant attitude.Satoru has always been like this. Although he has been endowed with many responsibilities and values, he seems to be able to ignore this pressure by nature.The white-haired conjurer pushed his glasses and changed the subject: "Is Jay going back to Iwate to celebrate the New Year this year? Why not stay in Tokyo—that way I have a reason not to go home."

"Why don't Satoru come to Iwate Prefecture together?"

"Yeah! Sounds like fun—but maybe not this year, tsk."

"Do you have a lot to do?"

"Bean-scattering on Setsubun Day, as well as some New Year's work such as maintaining barriers, basically have to be carried out by the head of the family."

Gojo Satoru was very annoyed: "If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to be the head of the house so early, and the promised playground has not been built. If I find that they don't have WIFI after returning home, I will really ask them to line up and wait to be caught. Oh, slap in the face."

After imagining that scene, Xia Youjie and Nitro also laughed.

"Then next year."

The young magician knocked on the table: "Next year, I invite you to come to Iwate Prefecture. There is a nice mountain near my house, and there is a ski resort in the neighboring city. You will definitely like it."

"Really! That's great! By the way, did the earrings on Jay's ears change?"

"It's been said that it's an ear amplifier... Well, I got a new one."

"It's not bad, but I definitely can't get my ears pierced now."

"Hey?"

"After all, the reversal technique can be cured with a snap—hahaha!"

"..."

Xia Youjie took out a few fruit candies from his pocket, and spread them out on the table in front of the other party: "There are just so many left—I realized it before I left."

This year's Iwate Prefecture is no different from last year.

Xia Youjie was still carrying the metal box when he returned home.He tried the first medicine in the dormitory of the college. After feeling numb in his tongue, he ate a fresh lemon. There was only a slight taste in his mouth, but he could feel a strong smell of lemon in his nasal cavity, which shows that this medicine very effective.Taking advantage of the new year, he plans to go home and patrol the town, and clean up the nearby magic spirits like a general cleaning. After all, after he came to Tokyo to go to school, the local area lacked a powerful magician.

He is very familiar with the way home and the way out. Due to the special work situation of the conjurer, the high school only has winter vacation and no summer vacation. If there is no task, only winter can return to his hometown throughout the year.

While still in the car, Toyama Minato sent a message saying that he planned to listen to a certain professor's video class.The other party's name was Judy Reyes, who was in charge of the Institute of Psychophysiology at Victor Condolia University. Although the research direction was slightly different, he was also a colleague of Professor Reiskinen.

"I remember that my predecessors majored in electrical engineering?"

Xia Youjie said curiously: "It seems that I have been listening to the content of other subjects recently."

"Just think of it as a way to develop ideas."

Yuanshan Minato said: "Maybe one day in the future, I will use this knowledge to discover the secret of the conjurer."

This is too confident, Xia Youjie thought, it would be nonsense for any traditional conjurer to hear it, but such words seem to be infinitely persuasive when said from the mouth of the senior.

He walked out of the station with a trolley case, and it was more than an hour away from here to his home. On the other side, Minato Toyama also turned on his laptop and connected to Professor Reyes' video sharing.

Although it is about research on psychophysiology, in order to take care of most of the first-timers, the open class this time only has very basic content.

"Neural signal transmission in the human body can be attributed to a variety of bioelectrochemical reactions in nature."

In the video, a female professor with short hair and black-rimmed glasses is talking to the screen: "Such as vision, hearing and taste, the construction of the five senses of human beings is essentially based on this method. It is received by receptors. To external stimuli, and transmit bioelectrical signals to the brain through the nerve sheath...Through the processing and analysis of the brain, we have various perceptions."

And if this analysis process or transmission process is interfered, the five senses of human beings will be confused.

For example, hallucinations will occur when eating poisonous mushrooms, disturbing the cochlear vestibular nerve will make people lose the ability to distinguish directions, and using a kind of γ-aminobutyric acid to disturb the sense of taste like Yuanshan Minato also uses a similar interference principle .

In a sense, the brain is sophisticated, but equally easy to deceive.

Yuan Shanminu split the screen in half, opened the chat window on the other half, Xia Youjie sent some street scenes, the street was covered in snow, and a thick layer of white was accumulated on the roofs of the surrounding buildings.

It is rare for Kyoto to have such a heavy snow, and Gojo Satoru also received the news, clamoring that he must come to play next winter.

"Most people's five senses are relatively fixed, but some scientists have observed special phenomena from a small number of humans. For example, some people can "hear" the color of music, and some people can associate sounds and tastes in At the same time, although this phenomenon is not common, it is not an isolated case if you look at the whole world."

"Scholars call this phenomenon synesthesia."

At the end of the nineteenth century, many experts and scholars began to pay attention to this strange physiological phenomenon.The phenomenon of synesthesia (synesthesia) is often present throughout life[1], which is long-lasting and difficult to control. The academic community has not yet clarified the detailed principles of synesthesia, but a reliable guess is that it may be triggered by some kind of nerve stimulation in the brain. Several analysis modules are related.

"It's like when you press the key C of the piano, you accidentally touch the key D next to it, so the instrument makes two sounds at the same time."

Professor Reyes smiled: "Of course, this metaphor is not appropriate - but I hope it can facilitate everyone to understand the occurrence of synaesthesia."

Xia Youjie walked in the snow.

The breath is white, the soft snow reaches the ankles, and every step makes a creaking sound.

When he was a child, he liked the feeling of leaving footprints alone in the snow, and he once rushed to school at dawn just to leave the first traces on the playground.

——Was Mr. Xia You the first one to the classroom?

right.

——Then that was also left by you?

Xia Youjie followed the eyes of his classmates and saw a long, abrupt rut in the snow.

"What are you talking about! It's so big, how could it be the trace left by Xia You, unless he was lying and rolling on the playground."

"There must be a wheel running over there!"

"It looks like someone is dragging something heavy..."

"But everyone obviously came early, is there anyone who came earlier than us?"

Xia Youjie's eyes followed the rut, and the curse spirit dragged its huge tail, drawing an abrupt mark on the originally flat snow on the playground.

"It's so strange... Maybe it will become one of the seven mysteries of our school!"

"What are you talking about, at least you have to find the remaining six inconceivables first."

"It's good if it's interesting! Are you right, Xia You?"

"...summer oil?"

gross.

Nausea.

The elementary school student who could see the monster turned his head and smiled at everyone: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now... Let's go out and build a snowman together later."

"Great!"

"I'm going to make an extra-large one!"

The topic was easily dismissed.

Fifteen minutes before arriving home, Xia Youjie received a call from his mother.

The other party said that he made his favorite soba noodles at home, and if he wanted to eat something else, he could add some more; his parents bought new winter clothes, and after returning home, he could just try to see if the size fit. I have grown a lot taller again; why can’t I have a vacation in the summer vacation of the high school of conjuration? I always do things like conjurers and spell spirits. I heard that I may be injured often. My father and mother are very worried every day... …

"You can eat everything in Tokyo, but I kind of miss the taste of home."

Xia Youjie comforted his parents skillfully: "After all, you have to wear a uniform every day, so it's not really a lack of clothes... The uniform of the college has a special design, which can be worn in winter or summer, and as a magician, I am very familiar with it." Great, now it is almost impossible to get hurt."

"Hey! When I was a child, I always came home with injuries all over my body. At that time, I always suspected that you were fighting with the bad guys in the neighborhood—"

Xia Youjie: "Haha, after all, I've grown up now."

...Fights with bad guys do happen from time to time, but those guys can't beat themselves at all, no matter how many people come, they will inevitably be repaired, and they can't pose a threat at all.

The snow was falling heavily, and he had no limit. A thin layer of white quickly accumulated on his shoulders and bangs.Gojo Satoru had suggested many times that he could let the mana spirit fly above his head as an umbrella, but every time Xia Youjie refused the other party with a smile, saying that "this would look very strange in the eyes of non-artists. ".

"What would it look like if there was snow drifting overhead with people."

He frowned, smiled and brushed Wujo Satoru's hair: "Maybe a new urban legend will be born from this."

This happened last winter. Gojo Satoru looked unhappy at the time, and the other party could refute with ten sentences when he said one sentence, but this year when it rained, he actually held up an umbrella in a decent way-he never used to Don't care about these.

Xia Youjie suddenly felt a sigh of "the child has grown up".

His parents had been waiting at home early on, and the aroma of food was wafting in the air. As soon as he smelled it, he knew it was the taste he loved when he was a child.Xia Youjie knocked on the door, there was a series of hurried footsteps behind the door, the doorknob turned slightly, and then, an extremely familiar face appeared in front of him——

His eyes widened.

The "thing" with tentacles and abscesses that was entrenched on the parents' body let out fragmented murmurs the moment the door opened.

【Dad and Mom】

"Papa to Mama"

【Every day】

「まいにちまいち」

【very worried……】

"Heart match する——"

"...Ajie?"

The mother showed a puzzled expression: "What's the matter? Come in quickly?"

"……Um."

Xia Youjie took a step forward, and the fluctuation of the mantra spread in all directions centered on himself.He adjusted his expression, and finally showed a reassuring smile: "I'm back."

It is rare to go home for a few days a year, and the parents enthusiastically expressed that they would add a few dishes temporarily, "It will be ready soon", "Your father is going to cook today and show his skills"!

He responded a few times tiredly and perfunctorily, and with the excuse that he was a bit tired from traveling and traveling, he dragged the suitcase back to the room.

What is held in the hand is a curse spirit jade that ordinary people cannot see.

He knew what it was, but he never thought it would be born in his own home; Teacher Ye Mo Zhengdao once communicated with his parents about the curse spirit, Xia Youjie himself said Some, just because his parents are non-artists, most of the time he just ambiguously, using "the task is very busy, a little hard" and "but I and Wujo classmates are very strong, so there will be no problem" to prevaricate .

His parents really worried about him from the bottom of their hearts.

But this worry is worthless.

Xia Youjie opened the metal box, took out a test tube from the icy cold air, and put the medicine inside in his mouth. After ten seconds, he swallowed all the medicine, and stuffed the black curse spirit jade into it. in the mouth.

The familiar feeling of nausea and vomiting swept over.

"With the current medical conditions, there is no way to correct or cure synaesthesia. Scientists often regard it as a personal characteristic rather than a disease. From sound to taste, different smells represent different touches. It’s a wonderful experience that only synesthetes can experience.”

"It also shows that their brains process signals differently than most ordinary people."

The female professor on the screen had a steady and calm voice.

In the room, Xia Youjie swallowed the curse in disbelief, thinking that it was his lack of care along the way that made these precious medicines lose their effect.This is the painstaking effort of the senior... He was stunned for a while, and the parents outside the room put a plate of fried onion rings on the table, and told him to eat it while it was hot, otherwise it would be bad when it got cold.

"Oh, okay!"

Desperately, he walked out, picked up an onion ring, stuffed it whole into his mouth, and chewed it a few times, as if eating a piece of crispy hot plastic.

The smell of fried onions hung in the air, and his sense of taste was gone.

——Senior's medicine is still working perfectly, the problem is himself.

The taste of the mantra is not one of sweet, sour, bitter, and salty. It is pain itself, but it is associated with taste by his brain.

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The author has something to say:

Sorry for the late update.

This chapter is more stream-of-consciousness... but I think it's a fairly appropriate way of writing.

"The smell of the mantra is not a taste. It's the pain itself."

[1] From the web.Reliable medical papers on synesthesia are hard to find so I started making up...