novelraw Chapter 105 Episode 12
Chapter 105 Episode 12
Lately, Satoru has been a little weird.
Of course, this is not to say how normal he is usually, it's just that he seems particularly abnormal during this time.
Not only did he take the initiative to accept a large number of tasks, he disappeared all day, and occasionally appeared in the high school, but he also looked thoughtful and chattering.
Xia Youjie has seen more than once that his strongest partner, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes that are more terrifying than pandas, mutters sentences such as "capital chain", "short of manpower" and "negotiation" into his mobile phone in the middle of the night.
This is... the Wutiao family is finally going bankrupt?The most powerful mantra to perform Hela performance in person?
The vending machine clanged and a can of drink fell out.
Xia Youjie came back to his senses with a jolt, his scalp tingling from the imaginary of Gojo Satoru in his mind wearing a suit and handing out sales cards.
No, if that guy Wu really wanted to do business, let alone polite words, he didn't put a business card into the other's mouth with a smile, pressed the client's head, and threatened the other party to sign.
Of course, if it's just a sudden effort, it's nothing. At most, he and Nitro will act as if a certain strongest is in a period of excitement, grabbing spell spirits and experimenting with their new spells.
The weirdest thing is that Enlightenment even intentionally or unintentionally interferes with the assignments of the lower grades.
"The task evaluation level is unknown. What is suspicion level two to level one? This kind of thing is assigned to the first grade. Does the old orange above think that there are too many students in the college? Reject."
"Ah? What's going on with this? Belief in God of Origin, this is a first-level task, right? Reject."
A series of task orders were returned as they were, and one can imagine how wonderful the faces of those supervisors were.
"Mr. Wutiao, I will truthfully report this kind of ultra vires of your authority! Once the high-level officials know..."
"Oh, then let them come to me in person."
Gojo Satoru indifferently threw a stack of task sheets away.
The snow-white pages scattered in the air like snowflakes and scattered all over the ground, reflecting the dissatisfied supervisor on the opposite side with an even more livid face.
He stood up with his pockets in his pockets, stepped on the report sheet with his leather shoes, turned his head and showed an arrogant smile to the high-level megaphones, "If you want us to help, just follow the new rules of the college honestly, if you have any opinions- —”
The white-haired conjurer raised his head and pondered for a while, and the smile on his face deepened, "I'll trouble the old oranges to exorcise them on the spot. After all, they are also conjurers, at least."
The monitoring team was trembling with anger, but there was nothing they could do.
It's not a first-year without soft-heartedness, so I asked Wujo Wu in private if this would be bad, after all, the curse spirit can't be left alone.
As a result, these young conjurers were taken out by Wujo Wu. They didn't know what they saw, and they didn't say anything when they came back. They followed Wujo Wu's "new rules for high school" honestly.
"Senior Xia You..." One day, Hui Yuanxiong, who met unexpectedly, kept a dazed expression on his face that the door to a new world had been opened, and said to the black-haired magician, "Is this the power of technology? If I don’t get replaced, should I go to a university or practice certificate?”
Xia Youjie: "..."
Xia Youjie didn't understand, and looked confused.
Thanks to Gojo Satoru's series of operations, the workload of the college students dropped sharply. It was obviously the summer when the curse spirits spewed out like maggots, but everyone, including him, felt weirdly relaxed.
It is precisely in this contrast that Wujo Satoru, who is so busy that he almost hit the back of the head with his foot, is particularly prominent.
"Tell me, Wu would not want to take over the entire high school's tasks alone, would he?"
Jia Ruozi sat down beside Xia Youjie, pulling back the thoughts of the black-haired conjurer Piaoyuan.
"Who knows..." Xia Youjie looked at the drink can in his hand and said without raising his head.
His eyelashes drooped, and the profile of his face showed a bit of indifference under the light.
The girl with a tear mole turned her head and stared at Xia Youjie thoughtfully for a long time, until the black-haired conjurer couldn't help raising her head and returning a puzzled look, then she looked away, tapped the coke can with her fingertips, He said slowly, "Jie, what are you confused about?"
Xia Youjie was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Nitro to say this suddenly.
"Is it that obvious?"
Jia Ruozi tapped his eyebrows with his finger: "It's just about to be written here."
"Want to talk about it? This is the time for Mrs. Glass to listen to the inner voice of the female high school students. This is the only time."
The concern of the same period relieved Xia Youjie's heavy heart for a while.
To be honest, the relationship between Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi is not close.
Even though they, plus Satoru, were the only third students in the whole grade, more often than not, Jia Ruzi watched the two DKs quietly, occasionally showing them scumbags and idiots.
In addition, Nitro would never go out to carry out dangerous missions, resulting in even less communication between her and Xia Youjie.
In contrast, the former spent more time complaining about Gojo Satoru.
Faced with Nitro's concern, Xia Youjie, who claimed that he didn't want to trouble his companions, said with a smile, "Thank you Nitro, but I'm fine..."
It's just that before he could finish his prevarication, he was roughly interrupted by the other party.
"Speak quickly! Don't dawdle!"
The girl with a tear mole knocked on the beverage can hard, and the image of a caring big sister who deliberately manages it broke down in a second, "Be careful next time I treat you, I will treat half of it and keep the other half!"
"Uh..." Xia Youjie laughed dryly, surrendering knowingly.
"It's nothing serious, I just..."
The black-haired conjurer paused for a while before slowly opening his mouth, "Hey, Nitro, what is it that you are saving as a conjurer?"
Since the astral body incident, Xia Youjie couldn't help but keep asking himself, who are they risking their lives and blood to exorcise the cursed spirit?
Is it those innocent weaklings?It's still garbage that deserves to die.
Although the black-haired conjurer kept telling himself that what he saw was not unusual, it was just a well-known ugliness, he should unswervingly continue to fulfill his responsibilities as a strong man.
But at a certain moment, the faces of the Panxing Cult group appeared in front of his eyes, applauding and cheering at the corpse of an innocent girl.
--【monkey】
The two words came out so naturally.
"I see. Is this what you're shaking?"
Jia Ruozi took out a smoking cessation candy from his pocket, used his nails to peel off the wrapping paper and stuffed it into his mouth, "Jie, I have to say, your question is really—"
"So? Stupid?. Ah! Stupid!"
"Eh?"
The girl's sudden loudness made Xia Youjie's expression blank, and even his long and narrow eyes accidentally turned into two peas.
"That... nitro?"
Say good empathy, what about the mood of high school girls listening to time?
"Tsk, really, I only knew about the DK middle two in puberty, but I didn't expect to be so stupid."
Jia Ruozi clicked his tongue in disgust, then raised his hand under Xia Youjie's unbelievable gaze, and shouted towards the window, "Did you hear that, Wu, Jie said so."
Enlightenment!
Xia Youjie turned his head vigorously and looked out the window.
In the next second, there was a whistling sound from under the window that should have been empty, and a white-haired head popped out. On the bridge of its nose, there were round black sunglasses that had been thrown upside down from nowhere. Like a comedian, it greeted the best friend inside, " Yo, Jay, this is Gojo Satoru."
The corner of Xia Youjie's mouth twitched, and he suppressed the throbbing veins on his forehead: "Wu, when were you there?"
"Huh? It's not too early."
Wujo Wupa pulled down his sunglasses, gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "It's from when you put coins into the vending machine, and at the same time imagined that I went to sea for sales, and stuffed business cards into other people's mouths to force customers to sign."
Isn't this there from the beginning!
With a click, the black-haired conjurer squeezed the drink can in half.
A deceitful Baimao didn't seem to notice the murderous intentions of his best friend, and he was still groping his chin, "Oh, I never thought that Jie would have such a delicate side, thinking about such a profound philosophy by himself question."
"I see, Jay!"
"And what do you know?" The smile on Xia Youjie's face gradually twisted.
I know, what kind of mood did you have when you set foot on the road to the future.
Wujo Wu put his hands on the window frame, jumped into the corridor and came to Xia Youjie's side.
"Just right, the preparatory work is almost complete, and I need Jie to help you next."
Xia Youjie looked puzzled: "What helper? What are you talking about?"
"Well, don't worry, you will know soon."
Gojo Wu put one hand on Xia Youjie's right shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's show you the new world I created!"
"This is the treatment that only friends can have!" The white-haired conjurer emphasized.
Unfortunately, the only female high school student present refused without even thinking about it.
"Thank you, I'm not interested."
Jia Ruozi waved his hand and quickly evacuated, not forgetting to leave an explanation when he was far away, "Wu, don't forget the agreed wine!"
Very well, it turned out that he was sold by a bottle of wine.
Xia Youjie, who was caught on his shoulders and had no time to run, smiled and made a silent note in his heart.
??
Xia Youjie didn't pay much attention to Wujo Satoru's "created new world".
According to the black-haired conjurer's understanding of his best friend's sloppy personality, he guessed that it was probably a new game, or he had cleared some incredible route ending.
Until, he was brought to a white underground building.
"what is this?"
It was rare for Xia Youjie to show a dazed expression. He stared in shock at the scene with a completely different style of painting in front of him.
For a moment, I suspected that like some light novel protagonists, I accidentally traveled to the high-tech world of The Matrix.
The building is hidden beneath a hospital.
Everything was normal on the first few floors, until they reached the B8 floor, and the painting style of the scene in front of them suddenly changed.
Large and small transparent screens are projected in the air, and each screen contains 1-2 spell spirits of different levels, surrounded by researchers in white coats, recording something.
Xia Youjie glanced at the screen and found that many of the curse spirits in it were the ones mentioned in Wu's previous mission.
It wasn't over yet, before the black-haired conjurer could react from the shock, a white-haired high school student with a smile on his lips led his best friend through the corridor to a door.
The door was opened by Gojo Satoru.
The first thing that came to my ears was the continuous sound of instruments running.
Researchers in white coats shuttled through the instrument, and a first-level curse spirit was floating in the middle of the instrument, floating in the middle of the instrument, and was injected with different medicines from time to time. .
"What are they doing?"
An incomprehensible bewildered expression appeared on the black-haired conjurer's face.
"Oh, nothing, just analyze the energy composition of the mantra and the possibility of converting it into new green energy under certain conditions."
Gojo Satoru played with the sunglasses, pretending to be calm and said.
At the same time, in a corner that Xia Youjie didn't know, there was a miniature camera aimed at the black-haired conjurer, and took a full, 360-degree picture of his bewildered expression.
"What? What new green energy?"
Xia Youjie suspected that he had heard wrong.
"Huh? Didn't I tell you, Jay."
Gojo Satoru suppressed the wild laughter in his heart, and said solemnly, "Actually, I accidentally traveled to Tokyo 70 years later, and then returned to modern times through the time machine, and brought back a whole set of research personnel by the way."
"They are very interested in the composition of spell spirits, and they are deciphering their morphological sequence."
Xia Youjie: "??"
There are too many slots above, which one should he start talking about first?
??
Here, let's put aside the bewildered Xia Youjie first, and move the time forward a little bit.
Gojo Satoru had just recalled the night of success when he received a call from Tomogami Mei on his cell phone.
As for why, a mobile phone bought by Bingsheng can be connected to a Tokyo mobile phone in another time and space, don't ask, it is a wonderful function from the magical AI Ranpo sauce.
That's right, Edogawa Ranpo is on.
Everything was just as Mei and the others expected. After going back to the time of the β320 plane, AI Ranpo successfully solved the interference of a certain garbage god and successfully reunited with Mei.
"Woo! Ranpo-chan! Tell us the correct answer!"
As soon as it was turned on, AI Luanbu received a warm welcome from its peers, as well as... a certain silver-haired girl's eyes eager to copy homework.
"Meow..." The big ocher cat nodded along.
AI random steps: 【"..."】;
Very good, as expected of their fighting school Yokohama.
Although the silver-haired girl behaved so numbly, even from the perspective of AI Chaobu, Mei Yuzhong had done well enough, even to some extent, beyond the expectations of the black-haired boy.
【"Okay, you guys have completed the task excellently, next, let's see Mr. Ranpo."】
The black-haired and green-eyed boy in the light screen straightened his sleeves and announced proudly with his small chest.
The answer in the world of sorcery is as simple as it is complex.
Its focus is not on who is the holder of the original source of spiritual power, but on the root problem reflected in this entire world——
【"The contradiction between ordinary people, magic spirits and magicians."】
While talking randomly, AI raised three fingers one by one.
【"According to the system simulation and calculation, I found that the spirit base power of this plane is scattered. Unlike the last world where it was concentrated on Sawada Tsunayoshi alone, it was dispersed in the two camps of conjurers and ordinary people."】
"Two camps..."
Tomoshang Mei and Nakahara Chuya looked at each other and suddenly realized.
It is no wonder that 70 years later, Tokyo will show such a decline. It turns out that the balance between the two camps has been broken, the number of ordinary people has decreased rapidly, and the balance has tilted towards conjurers.
"So what are we going to do?"
A fourth voice appeared in the apartment out of nowhere.
It was Gojo Satoru who rushed over immediately after receiving the call.
The AI glanced at the white-haired conjurer in random steps. During the few seconds that the emerald green pupils cast their sights, majestic data and information poured into the black-haired boy's eyes like a sea, and he saw the end of the conjurer at a glance. reality.
Gojo Satoru also observed Edogawa Ranpo.
After going back in time that could be called cheating, he has been able to maintain excellent calmness against the legendary AI.
There is no need for redundant explanations, everyone present has already reached an agreement.
In terms of maintaining the stability of the plane, they are grasshoppers on a rope.
【"First of all, magicians and humans must be placed on the same starting point."】
AI said in disorder.
A huge data model was running behind him, and plans were listed one after another, and they were constantly smashed. At a glance, there was a long river of history flowing in front of him, and it was the illusion of a bright world line if he picked it up.
【"Great power cannot be attributed to a single group, and neither can responsibility."】
The former will destroy the stable order of society and leave countless hidden dangers, refer to the post-era Tokyo that Mei and the others have just experienced;
The latter will give birth to deformed and unequal systems, such as the current magic world.
【"Let's divide the action into two sides."】
A new light screen appeared in front of Tomogami Mei, Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru.
【"Positive, increase the vitality of the magic world."】
AI spoke in disorder, and turned his attention to Gojo Satoru: 【"Bai Mao, how many conjurers with exorcising abilities are there in the conjuration world?"】
White hair?
A certain person with the most powerful spells twitched his eyebrows, but he still kept a small notebook for the time being.
"Three families, plus students from Tokyo High School and Kyoto, less than a thousand people."
【"Too little."】
The black-haired boy said, he raised his finger and clicked, and a rotating mannequin appeared on the light screen, with lines representing mana flowing in it, 【"According to the simulation calculation, I found that most conjurers were born in childhood , will show the corresponding talents, and this is what we will do next—find them out as soon as possible, and cultivate them as the strength of the new generation.”]
"If it's an ordinary family..." Mei Zhishang kept up with the rhythm, "Hospitals and official media are the best publicity channels."
["That's right."]
AI looked at Mei approvingly.
For most ordinary families, when children see something that ordinary people cannot see, they must think that the child is lying or sick at the first time, and what they have to do is to tell those parents——
Their children did not get sick, which is a valuable gift.
"Meow..." But in this case, we need the power of the government.
【"About this..."】The AI Luanbu gestured in the direction of Wujo Wu, 【"Here, a temporary Patriarch of Wujo."】
Wutiaowu: "..."
"Hey, let's talk about the back."
【"The back side is the human side."】
The black-haired boy replaced it with a new light screen, 【"We need to give ordinary people the ability to kill, or at least suppress, spell spirits."】
"Is this impossible?" Gojo Satoru was the first to respond.
If ordinary people can easily slay curse spirits, why do they need conjurers.
"No, maybe you can."
A thought flashed through the silver-haired girl's mind like lightning, she slowly opened her eyes wide, and looked at Edogawa Ranpo, "That... the control bracelet."
In the light screen, the black-haired AI showed a smile that controlled the whole situation.
All journeys are meaningful. Time travel will not change fate, but human will can change fate.
【"Calculating the time, the contact signal should be here."】 AI said in disorder.
Contact signal?
Could it be that!
The big ocher cat opened its eyes wide suddenly, and was the first to react.
Like verifying the accuracy of the AI, just as the black-haired boy finished speaking, an unannounced signal was connected to the optical brain. Following the random steps to release the signal, a young but familiar face appeared in the light curtain in front of everyone.
Mei Zhishang stared straight at the person on the screen, and when her eyes fell on the cane he was holding, she yelled in disbelief, "You are... Mr. Kurosawa!"
That's right, the person in the light screen is Yuichi Kurosawa, the person in charge of the underground base 70 years later.
"See you again, everyone."
At this moment, the young man who was several decades younger nodded slightly to the two and one cat, then looked at the black-haired boy respectfully, "And, it's a pleasure to see you again, Teacher Ranpo."
We have waited for this moment, for too long.
The necessary political power and scientific research power are in place at the same time.
At this point, the layout of AI random steps is truly formed.