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Chapter 103 Episode 10 Anchor Point 5 Satoru

"Again, what are you going to do?"

Gojo Satoru put his palms to his ears, with a Yanyi expression that I didn't hear when the wind was too strong.

"So that's the case. Is it because I have been locked in the prison gate for too long, and have deafness symptoms?"

Mei Zhishang looked at Gojo Satoru sympathetically, gave a thumbs up and encouraged loudly, "It's okay Gojo-kun, you don't need to do anything, just stand there!"

"Meow!"

The big ocher cat pressed its paw on Mei's forehead, interrupting the silver-haired girl's violent words.

【shut up!What do you mean by "just stand up", that kid is definitely the type who will take jokes seriously and fish for the whole process, explain it to me, idiot. 】

After all, Mr. Nakahara is a reliable adult male, but after a few meetings, he can clearly see the nature of a certain DK to do whatever he wants.

If you really leave it alone, it will definitely become a more difficult situation by then!

Wait... Does this style of acting sound familiar?

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the white-haired conjurer on the chair, always having the illusion of seeing a certain mackerel.

"Eh? But I'm not joking... well..."

Under the gradually kind eyes of Mr. Cat, Mei wisely changed the words that had come to her lips, and said seriously, "Gotiao-kun, can you show me your infinite spell?"

Unexpectedly, Mei would suddenly make such a request. The white-haired conjurer was stunned for a second, then smiled and hooked his fingers at Mei, "En? Yes, come."

Coincidentally, he also wanted to see the capabilities of his future partners.

As soon as the white-haired conjurer finished speaking, Mei Zhishang, who was sitting cross-legged next to the big cat a second ago, disappeared in situ, and flashed above Gojo Wu's head at an incredible speed.

So fast!

Gojo Satoru was startled, and suddenly had the illusion that he was facing Fu Heisher.

The only difference is that the silver-haired girl has no killing intent, she and the knife in her hand seem to be one, and the golden pupils show an inorganic color.

She swung the saber, and the slash was like lightning towards Gojo Satoru.

The conjurer didn't move, and let the thunder blade slash towards his neck, because he knew that this blow would be blocked by the no-lower-limit spell.

In fact, Gojo Satoru was not wrong in his estimation.

The slash was blocked by an invisible barrier.

"Meow..." If you don't hide, you will die.

The ocher big cat's calm voice was like a dandelion, and it fell lightly into the two people fighting.

As if to confirm Nakahara Chuya's words, there was an inconspicuous clicking sound in the air.

The sound was very small, but at the moment when the needle could be heard, Gojo Satoru, who was leaning against the light of the knife, heard that a meteorite fell down on the calm sea, and there was a sharp bird's cry mixed in the gentle wind!

Click, click.

Along with the clear cracking sound, several spider web-like cracks appeared on the "barrier" that Wujo Satoru's body was constantly rotating.

wrong!

Wujo Wu's six blue eyes shrank suddenly.

He turned his head slightly to the left, but the gap was only a few millimeters. The thunder blade blocked in the next second completely shattered the barrier formed by the infinite spell, brushed Gojo Satoru's cheek, and left behind on the building behind. A pierced knife mark.

Hey, if you get hit, it's a true sense of "his head is blown off".

In the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru dodges several times in a row, pulling away from Mei, who is good at melee combat.

"interesting!"

Gojo Gojo raised the corners of his mouth with full fighting spirit, he pinched the technique with both hands, and finally became serious.

"Well, as expected."

However, the silver-haired girl thrust her backhand, sheathed the gun blade, and released her confrontational posture.

"Wait? Let's stop fighting now! Why is this, Mr. Zhishang, come again!"

A certain DK yelled in extreme disappointment, and even puffed up his face skillfully, showing a cute bun face that is especially offensive to women.

But it's a pity that the silver-haired girl's orientation is strange to be stamped by her close friends who grew up together, so I don't like this set.

Mei ignored the coquettish (?) Gojo Satoru, went straight back to Chuya Nakahara, sat down cross-legged, looked up at the white-haired magician thoughtfully, and said in a firm tone, "Gojo-kun, if I don't If you guess wrong, your No Lower Limit is essentially a spell similar to the Archimis Paradox."

"Oh? It's confirmed so soon?"

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows, and a meaningful look flashed across his face.

He didn't affirm or deny, but this time, he sat next to Mei and Chuya, with his elbows on his knees, waiting for Mei to explain.

It was as if he was not the one who analyzed the essence of the spell.

In the 5th century BC, Zeno published the famous Achilles paradox.

He proposed that if a tortoise is allowed to race Achilles from a distance of 1000 meters, and it is assumed that Achilles is 10 times faster than the tortoise, but after the race starts, no matter how close Achilles is to the tortoise, it is absolutely impossible to catch up with him. on it.

Space-time is not infinitely divisible, nor is motion continuous.

Infinitely approaching, but always separated by an untouchable distance, this is the Gojo family's no-lower-limit spell.

"In other words, Gojo-kun's technique has the ability to manipulate space and bring cosmic energy into reality."

Zhishang Mei clapped his hands and concluded, "By replacing them with Da Zhuang, they should be able to get more specific data, but this is enough."

The silver-haired girl turned her head, and her gilt eyes stared at the conjurer sincerely and earnestly, "I swear by my last name, Gojo Satoru, you are the key to going back to this plane, please help them regain your future. "

those who died

Those underground struggling fires

Those young children who haven't had time to feel the sun

Please help them and take back your future.

……

Under the gaze of the girl, Gojo Satoru fell silent.

Time flows between the three parties, as if a year has passed, but in fact it is only a pause of a few seconds, the six eyes that can see through the spells of the world take the initiative to look away.

He raised his gaze, passed through the gap between the ruined buildings, and fell far on the red crystal in the center of the sky, "Let's talk about our plan in detail."

"Ok!"

Tomoshang Mei raised an excited smile.

??

Mei's plan is simple.

The premise of success is precisely based on the "backtracking device" of the underground fire base.

"People in the dungeon used technology to build a "backtracking device" with a shuttle function. They decided to use twenty magic fingers as energy to go back to the past time point, kill Xia Youjie, and extinguish the source of the disaster. "

"Wait, what do you say their energy source is?"

"Who are they going to kill?"

There are too many suspicious points above, Gojo Satoru couldn't hold back, and interrupted Mei's words.

"Huh? Twenty magic fingers?"

Mei recalled the device she had glimpsed when she slipped out, and said with gestures, "It's about this thick, wrapped in something like a red bandage, the number is indeed twenty, there's nothing wrong with that, right? ?”

It may be that the shocked expression on Gojo Satoru's face was too vivid, Mei couldn't help but turned around and confirmed it with her cat teacher again.

"Meow……"

The big ocher cat nodded affirmatively, and looked at Gojo Satoru suspiciously, "What's the matter, boy, is there something wrong with that thing?"

What's wrong?

It's not right anywhere!

Using Su Nuo's finger as the starting energy, should it be said that he is a future man who built a time machine?

Gojo Wujo was amazed. In comparison, those rotten oranges, ah, should be called dead oranges now.

The group of dead oranges are like heirlooms, and the trembling sealing method seems too naive!

At this moment, DK Wu, who felt the power of science and technology, expressed the feeling of opening up the situation, "I must be very happy to be able to make such a great contribution to saving mankind even after death."

"Two-faced Nuo?" Mei asked curiously.

"Don't worry..." Gojo Satoru waved his hand, and said indifferently, "It's just a thoroughly dead ex-ghost king, his fingers are probably similar to "Tang monk meat", and the spell power will increase greatly after eating. "

"Oh! I know Tang Monk Meat, it must be the mythical figure of the legendary Xia Kingdom!"

Zhishang Mei's eyes lit up, and she said with infinite longing, "I really want to see it, the legendary country."

"Huh? What Xia Guo, isn't it planting flowers?" Wujo Wu said strangely.

Probably wanting to retaliate against Mei’s inhuman behavior of abandoning the battle, Wujo Gojo glanced at the expression on Mei’s face, and suddenly said annoyedly, “Speaking of the florist, I’ve been there a few times, and their desserts are excellent. Oh, especially—”

The white-haired conjurer took a deep breath and began to memorize the recipes frantically.

"Three non-stick osmanthus cakes, almond tofu, red bean glutinous rice balls and lotus flower crisps—"

Gudong.

Zhishang Mei couldn't hold back, and swallowed loudly, the envy in her eyes almost flowed down the corner of her mouth.

Seeing that the conversation was about to slip in a strange direction again, the only reliable big ocher cat had no choice but to shoulder the heavy burden, raised its paw and knocked the silver-haired girl on the head, and gave a warning stare at a certain DK.

"Meow!" What time is it, let's get to the point!

"Oh……"

Mei woke up, touched her forehead, and honestly returned to the topic.

Wujo Wu: Hum.

"By the way, speaking of it, Wutiao-kun..." The silver-haired girl suddenly thought, "You don't seem to be very worried about Xia Youjie, aren't you close friends?"

Gojo Satoru smiled indifferently, "It's just an action that is doomed to be impossible, so why should I worry."

"Besides..." the white-haired conjurer crossed his arms and held his head up as a matter of course, "I'm the strongest. As long as I'm here, no one can touch Jie."

Yai: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The air was silent for two seconds. The silver-haired girl pretended not to hear anything, and said again, "Let's get back to the topic."

"Meow..." Agreed.

Gojo Satoru: "Hi!"

"cough……"

Mei coughed, ignoring the dissatisfaction of a certain male high school student, "I and Zhong also analyzed it before. Although it is a retrospective, it is very likely that they returned to Tokyo in another parallel world."

"Even if the Knotweed Boys killed Xia Youjie from that world, nothing will change in this world."

"Indeed it is."

Gojo Satoru seemed to accept the theory of parallel worlds well, and asked the core directly, "So what do you want me to do?"

The silver-haired girl opened her mouth with a smile, and threw out two words: "Anchor point."

anchor?

Wujo realized.

That's right, this is the third way that Mei and Chuya found.

Space-time is complex, but also simple.

Using the road as a metaphor, it is like countless parallel and intersecting intersections. If you are not careful, you will get lost and deviate from A street to B street.

But with anchors it's different.

Just like when people recognize the way, they always remember the iconic buildings or signs first, Wujo Wu is the signpost leading to the time axis of the β320 plane.

"Gojo-kun, your time was stopped by the prison gate, so by accident, you became the only intersection point between now and 70 years of Tokyo. As long as you are still there, time reversal will not go wrong."

"Most importantly, your spells have the ability to manipulate time and space."

"So what we have to do is very simple, just slightly modify the "backtracking plan" of the Tinder base. "

Mei Zhishang smiled and stretched out her thumb and index finger, compared fingers, and announced in a tone that she decided to eat bread for breakfast today, "It's not for us to chase the timeline of the past, but for Wujo Satoshi Anchor point, reverse the current world line, and restart Tokyo."

This way, they can start over.

She and Chuya will not choose the wrong route, awaken Edogawa Ranpo, and find the host of the original power of the spirit foundation.

The only difficulty in the plan is how they can meet the person in charge of the Tinder base in the next time and convince him.

??

"I disagree!"

One hour until the launch of the "backtracking plan"

Mei Zhishang and Zhongya Nakahara sat in the reception room of the Tinder base. In front of one person and one cat were the person in charge of the base, Kurosawa, and the director of retrospective research, Miyano Sara.

"I disagree!"

As soon as Mei's words fell, Miyano Sara slapped the table and stood up, and said excitedly, "What you said is just conjecture on paper and has no experimental basis!"

"Parallel world lines? Anchor points? Don't say things that make people laugh here..." Miyano Sara became more emotional as she spoke. She glared at Mei Zhishang, her sharp gaze was like a scalpel, and she wanted to cut it open The girl's calm face said, "In the final analysis, your identities are also very suspicious, and your origins are unknown, but you are trying to interfere in our plan. Who knows if you are the spies sent by the garbage on the ground!"

"about this point--"

The girl who had been quietly listening to the other party's questioning suddenly raised her voice, she looked at the woman in a white coat, and a peaceful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Is it a spy? I think the things Gojo-kun brought are enough to prove it. "

"What? Who is it again!" Miyano Sara was taken aback.

A tall figure appeared in the conference room without warning.

He has white hair and blue eyes, wears an old high school uniform from many years ago, and carries a cloth bag in his hand.

"Really, it actually made me so tasteless."

The white-haired conjurer complained, and threw the cloth bag on the table casually, "Here, the proof you want."

The pitch-black cloth bag landed on the conference table and rolled forward a few times, just like a coincidence, it stopped right in front of Miyano Sara.

"What?" The woman took a step back warily.

Mei smiled calmly and said, "Well, open it and have a look? You'll like it."

"Or? Don't you dare?"

Hmph, clumsy aggressive method.

Miyano Sara snorted coldly, and stepped forward to tear off the cloth bag.

at the same time

At the same time, the silver-haired girl who had been bluffing silently moved her eyes away, covering her ears like an ostrich, and hid behind the big ocher cat——

Three round heads rolled out of the cloth bag, staring angrily at the woman in front of them.

……

After two seconds of silence, a screaming soprano resounded over the base.