Correct use of scientific spells

...which is too close.

For a moment, Toyama Minato had even ignored the enemy hidden somewhere, the terrible future like the end of the world, and not knowing how to move forward.

The other party hugged him very hard, to the extent that an adult man like him would find it difficult to breathe, and even his fingers were trembling.

"When I flew all the way here, I had a terrible sense of sight. I felt that I might encounter something that I would never let go of for the rest of my life...It's great that everyone is still alive."

...Is the attitude of high school students expressing emotions like this now? !Or is it that conjurers have different habits from non-sorcerers in this regard... Sure enough, that's the case!Considering Gojo Satoru's level of dealing with people, as his best friend, Xia Youjie's level seems to be normal...

But it is one thing to know in theory, but it is completely different in practice.His expression moved cautiously, and Xia Youjie seemed to suddenly realize that his behavior was inappropriate, and suddenly let go of his hand and took two steps back, his expression becoming embarrassing.

"Feel sorry--"

He stretched out his hand to cover half of his face, "Suddenly I heard that senior is here, and the situation is so dangerous, all of a sudden..."

Xia Youjie felt that he could clearly feel that the skin on the surface of his face was heating up.

And Toyama Minato also looked a little at a loss: "Qihai is still in the room, why don't you go and have a look...they are both seriously injured, but my situation is fine, Nitro insisted not to let me Into the account."

"...that's how it should be."

"Hey?"

"That's a first-level curse spirit. If the senior has a premonition of danger from the beginning, then use a safer method! Instead of running directly to this kind of place..."

The other party's voice became lower and lower: "I don't want to see that kind of scene again."

In the face of death, life appears as thin as a cicada's wings.

This person once almost died in front of him. He was obviously a non-magician, and he always stayed in the position of the protected person, but he would always do some outrageous things.

"...Who the hell is the mad scientist?"

Xia Youjie remembered Okabe Rintaro's self-proclaimed secondary school lines.

The situation seemed to be resolved. After a short meeting, Minato Toyama and Moeka Kiryu, two non-magicians, were driven out of Tokyo overnight (leaving the next job to the conjurers!). You Jie decided to work overtime tonight to get rid of that first-level curse spirit—two years ago, he needed to be cautious when facing the first-level mantra, but now he has been promoted to a super-level self, and he is the same as when he was a long time ago. It is no longer the same.

He has become stronger, but obviously so, the distance between him and Wu seems to be getting farther and farther.

At five o'clock in the morning that day, Hui Yuanxiong's operation ended, and he was pushed out of the operating room covered in bandages.When he first entered the hospital, the assistant supervisor contacted the other party's family members. His sister cried out while listening to the phone, sobbing out of breath, and resolutely asked for the address while crying.

"The curse spirit is still nearby and has not been resolved. We don't recommend family members to come to visit the sick at this time. After the spell power of Miss Jiajin recovers, I will use the reversal technique to treat your brother..."

Supervisor Inoue dissuaded her softly, but this did not hinder Sister Haibara's decision - non-magicians are not allowed to go to dangerous places, so the self who can also "see" should go to visit the sick.The little girl resolutely sent a message to the school teacher to ask for leave overnight, and after discussing with her parents, she bought a ticket and took the night bus to the scene before dawn.

When she arrived at the hospital, Nitrate and Jianren Qihai were sharing a blanket and leaning on the armchair of the hospital to make up for sleep.They need to seize all the time to restore their mantra, and then use these mantras to fill their dry bodies, while Hui Yuanxiong is still asleep on the hospital bed not far away, with a drop bottle attached to his arm, dripping it into it An electrolyte solution prepared by your doctor.

Sister Huiyuan was thinking that she would cry a lot, but when she saw the scene in front of her, she kept silent.After hesitating for a while, the little girl turned around and walked towards the convenience store near the hospital - when they woke up, at least they could have a hot breakfast.

And Xia Youjie stepped into the tent under the moonlight.

"Mr. Xia You, are you okay here? I heard that they flew all the way from Miyagi Prefecture...how about resting for the night first?"

The assistant supervisor carefully raised the topic. Various accidents happened one after another throughout the day. In any case, the young superstar who is optimistic about the magic circle cannot be damaged here.

"Let's rest after it's resolved, it's not too late."

The young conjurer smiled. After Toyama Minato left, there was no need for him to put on a look of ease, with an unconcealable tiredness between his brows and eyes: "It's just level one, I can handle it .”

So the assistant supervisor stopped talking again.

"It's just a first level", this is really a young and domineering statement. For most magicians, a first level spell spirit is already the culmination of their careers, but this "peak" is so easily dismissed. Having said that... Although it is reassuring and reliable to entrust the task to professionals, it will inevitably make people feel mixed feelings.

Xia Youjie folded his knuckles, forcing himself to activate the spell.

He hadn't slept for nearly thirty hours.

Gojo Satoru's situation is not much different: after learning the reversal technique, he only sleeps for three or four hours almost every day in this long and boring summer; and his own situation is not optimistic. Let the spirit become depressed. Today, when he was queuing to buy Xijiufu, he saw a man trying to jump in line. Xia Youjie, who could fall asleep standing up, suddenly made a move. Throwed out by the team, the man fell several meters away, rubbing his elbow on the concrete floor, leaving a bloodstain enough to make the people around him scream.

He was very sleepy and annoyed. He wanted to buy a souvenir quickly and go back to rest, but the next task would always come one after another. It seemed that even this time queuing up became a stolen leisure.

——Why did it become like this?

Because there are so many spells this year.

——Why have there been more curse spirits?

……

This has become an unanswerable difficult question for most people.

The man who jumped in line hurriedly got up from the ground, and originally wanted to curse, but when he met Xia Youjie's gaze, he suddenly fell silent and scrambled to escape.The hostility emanating from the inside out made all the diners in the front and back rows of him shudder, and Xia Youjie himself was surprised by this trembling attitude—he was never like this in the past, loved by his classmates, trusted by his teachers, In everyone's eyes, there is a perfect shell, but now he sees his reflection in front of the glass window of the store, with a gloomy and distorted expression that is shocking.

Xia Youjie patted his cheek hard, and forced a smile towards the glass.He always knew how to smile—it was the kind of smile that Wu had denounced as a liar from the very beginning, which could gain the trust of others and dispel their fear, looking kind and kind.

...Why are there so many curse spirits?

Nobody knows.

Why can't they control themselves?

For thousands of years, no one has ever come up with an answer.

After choosing the products and paying the bill, when he walked out of the store, Xia Youjie could see with naked eyes that all the customers around him breathed a sigh of relief.And this fear made him feel nauseous—fear is also a straightforward negative emotion, and one day it will become a curse spirit that raises a slaughter knife to innocent people.

And at this moment, he received a call.

The call was made by Nitro, and he explained the serious injuries of himself and the two second-year students in a steady voice, "Toyama is also here, he is the one who brought me here from Tokyo... If there is no accident, this curse Ling will be handed over to you or Wutiao to solve it, Wutiao is too far away, can you come over if you have time?"

"...Where is Senior?"

He felt that his expression, which had been adjusted with great difficulty, had a tendency to be slightly distorted.

"Well, he seems to have known in advance that there might be an accident here... He also made some arrangements in Tokyo, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find time to sneak here."

Nitro said: "If you are too busy here, you can call Kusakabe to come over..."

"—I'll be right there."

Xia Youjie said, "No need to call anyone else, I'll be right there."

The tent was empty and a mess.

Thanks to "most spell spirits will not leave the place where they were born at will", the harm of spell spirits has not yet spread to the surrounding residential areas.

...but he didn't care too much.

Xia Youjie walked forward expressionlessly, the ground was covered with mottled blood from his companion.

He has stepped into this ghostly place more than once.

A super conjurer means the ultimate answer to all intractable diseases, that is to say, he will often be responsible for "mopping up" some problems that others cannot handle.

Encountering messy corpses in the "tent" is already commonplace, and what's more, fellow conjurers who have met once may be decapitated the next time they meet.After half a day of tossing and tossing, the blood here has dried up, and the wet touch from a certain mission still remains in his mind.

Gojo Satoru seemed a little indifferent to this - he had seen too many deaths since he was a child, and he had long accepted the fact that "curse spirits will kill magicians and non-magicians equally", although death would still bring Regret and pain, but the "sensitivity" cultivated by being born in a family of conjurers can barely be called a barrier to life.

Someone in the industry once said that this "habit" is where a conjurer with inheritance surpasses an ordinary conjurer.

When Xia Youjie first heard this kind of statement, Xia Youjie thought it was unbelievable and sneered at it—the person who said these words was obviously weaker than himself, but he still wanted to find a sense of superiority that was better than nothing in these unorthodox places. He looked pitiful and pathetic.But now that he has seen more life and death, although he still does not agree with this point of view, he vaguely understands the reason why the other party said so.

His companions continued to die at the hands of the curse spirit, and he would never be able to get used to and accept this.

And this kind of "unable to get used to it" also brought greater work pressure invisibly-as long as you don't go, someone else will go, and you won't die in the hands of the curse spirit, but your companions may not. If you think that way, you should do more by yourself Some jobs are more secure.But human energy is limited, there are only 24 hours in a day, there are [-] million people in Japan who are constantly giving birth to curses, and there is only one Six Eyes and Curse Psychic Practitioner.

There are always places beyond my reach, places I can't see, and conjurers dying silently.

"..."

The curse spirit turned into a black mass, slid down the throat and was swallowed into nowhere.Xia Youjie took out his mobile phone, called the assistant supervisor in a hoarse voice, and said, "The curse spirit has been exorcised, everyone can go back to rest."

"I still have some reports to catch up. Xia You has worked hard, so let's find a bed in the hospital to catch up on sleep."

The assistant supervisor who was almost a round older than me bowed deeply, and his eyes were blue from working all night.There is bright white in the distant sky, and the sun will rise in a short time. The whole city wakes up in the morning light, and the busy people are unaware of what happened in the dark night.

He originally wanted to say a few words of comfort to Qi Hai, but he fell asleep completely as soon as he touched the pillow, but he slept unsteadily again, frowning and eyelids fluttering.

In my dream, I seem to have returned to the summer of the second grade. Senpai Toyama did not appear in the barrier of the high school, but was replaced by Riko Tenuchi who was walking in front of me.The other party was shot by Fu Heisher, blood was splashed on the floor, and there was still a smile on his face that had not been retracted.

His vision for the future and his trust in himself were frozen in a moment of blood and blood.

Then came Huiyuan, the white cloth covered in the medical room of the high school and the oppressive silence.The heavy sense of sight urged him to make a long-distance assault for four hours, and all the exhaustion and fear completely counterattacked in his dream.

As if the fish stranded on the shore were frantically moving their gills, or as if a person who had never been able to swim was thrown into the deep sea, Xia Youjie took a deep breath and opened his eyes, and found himself sitting on the back seat of the car, shoulders even There is also a seat belt.

Outside the window was the highway that was speeding behind him, and his profile was faintly reflected on the glass window of the car.

Supervisor Iwata sensed his movement and glanced at the central rearview mirror: "Several of your classmates have already been picked up. There are not enough manpower here, and I was also sent to help-you sleep too hard during the day, It was me and Inoue who worked together to move you to the car."

"what……"

It turned out to be like this: "Sorry to trouble you."

"This is our job, why bother?"

The other party smiled: "By the way, Mr. Yuanshan, please let me tell you that after everyone recovers from their injuries, he wants to organize a celebration party and invite all relevant personnel to participate together this time. mission accomplished."

"...Did senior say that?"

He rubbed his eyes, gradually breaking away from the oppressive atmosphere in the dream.

"Hmm. Although everyone is a magician, don't drink too much alcohol?"

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Immediate visual sense of some world line changes.