Chapter 119: Learned the power of magic [VIP]

The player was feeling a bit bored in Natsume Takashi's study.

Natsume herself racked her brains but had no clue. She kept thinking about the monsters and creatures she came across in her daily life, but none of them matched her description of a "strange object".

The fat cat monster swung its tail angrily: "Kid! It's late! Natsume needs to rest! You won't be able to come up with anything even if you sit here until dawn! Go away!"

"It's okay," the player said casually, sitting cross-legged on the floor with his back against the bookshelf. "Don't worry, I can wait here until tomorrow. I'll think it over carefully after you wake up."

She even took out a plate of sweet and sour pork ribs from her system backpack, threw the dish and the plate into her mouth, chewed it a few times symbolically, and swallowed it.

“——Hey.” It was Natsume who marveled at the player’s strange way of eating.

"Wow, this kid is the monster!" The one who questioned the player's species was the fat cat monster.

Just then, there was a slight knock outside the window, followed by a thin, timid voice: "Master Natsume... are you there? I... I'm here..."

A translucent monster that looked like a timid little raccoon cat squeezed in through the window.

The player's [Insight] diligently displayed the following information: [Low-level Fusangshen, living on broken pottery, weak and harmless.]

The little monster flinched at the sight of the players in the room and the furious cat teacher, but mustered up the courage to speak to Takashi Natsume, "Sir Natsume... my name... is in the Book of Friends... could you please... return it to me?"

Natsume Takashi immediately responded gently and took out the thick book of friends.

The player watched this heartwarming name-returning scene, feeling the NPC's demeanor become distant for a moment. But their attention was quickly drawn to a plate of delicious sticky rice dumplings on the desk.

While Natsume was concentrating on communicating with the monster, the player moved over quietly, picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Meow--!! That's my midnight snack!" The fat cat monster instantly became furious, and its chubby body burst out with amazing jumping power, crashing into the player's chin from below like a cannonball!

"Ah!" The player was caught off guard and staggered, almost biting her tongue. Half of the dumpling in her hand fell into her mouth in mid-air due to her quick eyes and quick mouth. But this did not prevent the player from glaring at the culprit with a little anger in the end.

The fat cat monster landed on the table triumphantly, and was about to show off when the player quickly grabbed it in the next second.

The player rubbed the shiny fur with both hands without any hesitation!

From the head to the base of the tail, the method was extremely brutal.

"Let me go! You little bastard! Stop! My hair shape!!" The fat cat monster struggled and screamed desperately under the claws of the devil. The scene was once very chaotic.

After returning the name and sending the little monster away, Natsume turned around and saw this chaotic scene. He held his forehead and sighed: "Ms. Player, Mr. Cat..."

The player let go of the ball after kneading it enough, feeling unsatisfied.

The cat teacher immediately jumped to the corner of the room, turned his back to the player and licked his fur frantically, giving off a low-pressure aura that kept strangers away.

The clue mission is stuck.

The player looked at the clue NPC's tired face and the autistic fat cat monster in the corner and decided that tonight was probably hopeless. She pouted and stood up. "Then I'll come back tomorrow."

Before leaving, she turned around and reminded him carefully, "Remember to think carefully."

Then, just like when he came, he climbed out the window and left, disappearing into the night.

Leaving the Fujiwara residence, the player walked along a quiet path at night. The previous incident had made her decide to put the clues to the strange object behind her for the time being.

She thought of the truly rare item she had just acquired, the [Punk Lord Spirit]. Well, she decided to take this opportunity to try out how to use it in real life.

She immediately equipped [Punk Lord Spirit] to the Ether Cassette slot, and a familiar feeling of fullness came over her.

She raised her hand, a faint, punk-Lord-esque shimmer of data streams lingering on her fingertips.

[Scan] - The field of view expands instantly, and the structures of surrounding houses, underground pipelines, and weak electromagnetic signals in the air are all clearly visible.

[Analysis] - The growth data of a roadside tree, soil composition, and even the flight path of a nocturnal insect are all deconstructed in an instant.

[Invasion] - There was really no target worth invading nearby... She casually poked an old communist telephone booth on the side of the road, and the information on the circuit board inside was instantly read out by her.

[Teleport] - With a thought, my figure instantly appeared on top of a street lamp dozens of meters away. Hmm, it feels no different.

The player wanted to start working on the main quest seriously, so he mobilized the power of [Ether Editing] and quickly wrote a simple small program - a comprehensive search engine based on network keyword capture and energy fluctuation sensing.

Set target keywords: "strange phenomena", "abnormal objects disappearing", "energy anomalies"...

Program None, start high speed screening.

Soon, a post from a nearby county or city was highlighted:

【Standard】

[Content: This shabby place used to be so full of thunderstorms that the locals avoided it. But strangely, about a week ago, the thunder suddenly stopped striking there, and the entire valley became eerily quiet compared to before.

But that's not all. Even more bizarre is that, despite the danger, the person ended up... gone! Truly, no one could find him alive, no one could find his body! When the police searched the area, they could still hear a voice muttering in the darkness...

The player's eyes lit up!

[Event]? Or... a new [Unusual Item]? Regardless, the target is locked!

She locked onto the coordinates provided in the post, activated [Teleport], and her figure disappeared again.

The valley entrance was eerily quiet late at night. The air was thick with a dull, earthy smell, like rain after rain. But strangely, the sky was clear and cloudless, completely contrary to Dorey's description.

The player activated [Insight], and a light blue halo flowed in her eyes.

She ignored the warning signs and cordons and walked straight into the valley.

The further in, the clearer the [Insight] feedback became—the air was filled with a thick, cold, and negative energy. It wasn't the fluctuations of a strange object, but...

[Warning! High concentration of cursed energy residue detected!]

[Target Type: Cursed Spirit (Special Grade? Abnormal Status)]

"Cursed Spirit?" The player paused, disappointment written all over his face. "It's not a rare item... I came all the way here for nothing."

She looked with little interest in the direction indicated by [Insight] - a twisted shadow in the deepest part of the valley.

As if sensing the presence of a stranger, the shadow suddenly began to move.

Countless tentacles composed of sticky darkness and negative emotions broke out of the ground, sweeping towards the players with shrill screams and disgusting malice.

A huge, bloodshot eye opened in the center of the shadows, locking its gaze on the player.

"Tsk, so ugly." The player wrinkled her nose in disdain. Facing the oncoming attack, she didn't even bother to dodge.

A slight movement of the mind, [vector manipulation].

Buzz——!

An invisible, terrifying force field instantly enveloped the tentacles that were rushing in the front.

Those tentacles made of cursed energy seemed to be thrown into an invisible huge roller, and began to spin, twist, and whip each other wildly and uncontrollably.

The cursed spirit let out a scream of pain, and more tentacles emerged.

Players use [Vector Manipulation] as if playing with plasticine to twist several tentacles into a twist at will and smash them hard into the body of the cursed spirit; or forcibly deflect the attacking tentacles, making them collide and bite each other.

It even briefly reversed the direction of gravity in a small area, causing part of the cursed spirit's body to float upward uncontrollably and then fall heavily down.

The cursed spirit was knocked dizzy, its huge body twisted and deformed, and it roared in pain and anger.

It tried to gather strength to activate the domain, but every time it just took shape, the player used [Invasion] to forcibly disrupt the spatial structure and it collapsed.

"It's so annoying." The player seemed to be tired of playing.

She flipped her hand and pulled out the sword that was flashing with cold light from the system backpack. The sword light shone like a streak of silk.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The player's tiny figure moved at high speed around the massive body of the cursed spirit like a ghost. Every flash was accompanied by a blade of light that tore through the darkness.

The tough cursed body of the cursed spirit was easily cut apart like a hot knife through butter under the sharp blade and the player's terrifying power:

The huge eyeball was split in half.

The thick tentacles were cut into several pieces.

The huge body was cut into pieces.

The black sticky substance splashed everywhere, making a sizzling corrosion sound.

However, players soon discovered something was amiss.

The chopped and broken remains of the cursed spirits did not lose their vitality like ordinary creatures, but instead slowly squirmed and gathered on the ground as if they had life.

Even after being cut into fingernail-sized fragments, those fragments trembled slightly, trying to reconnect. The malice and curse that filled the air weakened, but did not dissipate. Instead, it felt deeper and more stubborn.

"How disgusting," the player frowned as he looked at the black goo that was constantly trying to coalesce on the ground. "Why can't I die?"

She tried to poke it with a knife, crush it with her feet, and even tried to flush it with the data stream of [Ether Editing], but the nature of the curse seemed extremely stubborn, and neither physical destruction nor external energy could completely destroy it.

The fragments simply twisted in pain, uttering intermittent, resentful whispers.

"Yeah, I think so too. It's super ugly." A familiar and slightly disgusted voice suddenly sounded from behind the player.

The player turned around to see Noise Monster Wu standing leisurely not far away, his hands in his pockets, his usual smile on his face. Strange Liu Hai, on the other hand, emerged from the woods behind him, his brows furrowed slightly as he gazed at the stubbornly wriggling remains of the cursed spirit on the ground.

"Jie, can you explain?" The noise monster raised his chin and pointed at the strange bangs.

Strange Liu Hai walked over to the player, looked at the pile of things on the ground, and explained in a calm tone, "These are cursed spirits, curses formed by the accumulation and accumulation of human negative emotions. Ordinary physical attacks, and even other forms of energy attacks, have limited effect on them. This is because their essence is a 'curse', the embodiment of 'negative emotions'. To completely exorcise them, we must use the power from the same source - cursed power."

He paused, then continued, "Cursive power is a type of energy within humans that originates from negative emotions. Jutsu is the um... let's put it this way - a 'blueprint' or 'style' for utilizing Cursive power, imprinted in the brain. Everyone's Jutsu is unique, a gift they are born with."

He pointed at himself and Noise Monster Satoru, "Just like me and Satoru."

"Oh." The player nodded, as if he understood, but not completely.

Her gaze turned to Noise Monster with obvious urging - quickly show him how to kill.

Noise Monster shrugged, casually raised his hand towards the pool of cursed spirit debris on the ground that was still trying to gather together, and condensed a weak cursed power wave at his fingertips that distorted the space.

"Look carefully, Lin Chen. This is the way it should be—"

He flicked his fingertips lightly.

【Surgery rotation: Cang】

Buzz——

A terrifying attraction suddenly erupted.

The wriggling remains of the cursed spirit, along with the space around it, seemed to be grasped and compressed by an invisible giant hand.

Before he could even scream, all the fragments and remaining cursed energy were instantly crushed and annihilated by the extreme gravitational collapse, disappearing completely.

Only a shallow dent, distorted by gravity, remained in its place.

Clean and neat, no residue left.

While listening to Gui Liuhai's explanation about the "level classification of cursed spirits", "the forward and reverse of spells", "the history of sorcerers", etc., the players stared at the actions of Noise Monster just now, as well as the unique energy fluctuations and spatial distortion when the cursed power annihilated the cursed spirits.

The system prompt quietly passed through her vision:

NPC Gojo Satoru is showing you the "Born to Live: Unlimited" technique.

[NPC "Suguru Geto" is explaining the "Origin of Curse Power" to you]

Just as the strange bangs finished speaking, and talked about the core concept of "the sorcerer can extract the power of the spell from the smallest emotions" -

The player's expressionless face was slightly furrowed in a rare frown, revealing a thoughtful look.

She lowered her head, looked at her small, white palm, and pondered for a moment. Then, slowly, with a tentative curiosity, she raised her right hand in front of her.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru's attention was naturally attracted by her actions.

Under the gaze of the two——

The little girl's originally clean and pure body, which was miraculously free of any trace of curse power, changed instantly at this moment.

A strange, cold energy, filled with a primitive desire for destruction - cursed power - emerged and gathered in her body at an unreasonable speed.

Almost at the moment she raised her hand, the ominous cursed light, as visible to the sorcerer as a black arc of electricity, buzzed and instantly enveloped her fist.

Lin Chen raised his head, his sapphire eyes still clear, but with a hint of curiosity about a newly discovered toy: "Is that so?"

She shook her fist wrapped in black cursed energy, as if asking: Is this how to use this power?

There was dead silence in the cave.

Only the debris on the ground made a sizzling sound that no one else could hear.

The expression on Geto's face froze, his dark pupils filled with unprecedented shock, even a hint of bewilderment. He had just finished saying, "Under normal circumstances, the amount of cursed power is determined at birth."

The scene before him completely overturned his understanding of the world of magic.

Lin Chen was so clean just a second ago that he couldn't detect any cursed energy at all, like he was bound by heaven and curse? He must have seen it right, right?

Geto Suguru couldn't help but turn his gaze to Gojo Satoru.

"...Wow." Gojo Satoru slowly stood up straight, his six pale blue eyes slightly widened. There was no longer any mockery in them, but a flash of pure excitement as if he had discovered that dinosaurs were not extinct.

He took a step closer, almost touching Lin Chen's raised fist, carefully observing the condensed curse power, and a huge, interested arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "This is really... so interesting!"