Ten minutes is not long.

But for the senior students in the technical college at that time, the journey was extremely long.

In the oppressive atmosphere, it was like a blazing fire suddenly burst out, and along with the fire came the scorching heat that distorted the air. The huge cursed power swept over and squeezed the nerves of the four people. With a bit of murderous intent, the cursed spirit behind the real person had already made a move, and a hand burning with fire had already slapped in the direction of Yuji Itadori.

The four people were scattered by the terrifying high temperature, and they did not choose to fight head-on.

As they dispersed, Megumi Fushiguro made the number ten with her hands.

The four people immediately understood what Fushiguro Megumi meant.

Ten minutes.

survive.

"Why are you talking so much today?" Gojo Satoru asked impatiently while standing in the dim room. He had been standing in this room for at least an hour. In this hour, he went from being casual at the beginning to being irritable now. Gojo Satoru couldn't help but feel that his temper had improved a lot. If he were standing here at that age, he would basically not be willing to stay for such a long time.

He might just slam the door and leave.

But now Gojo Satoru is a mature adult. When thinking of his other self, Gojo Satoru feels a little sad that time has passed so quickly. After experiencing the "Suguru Ken" incident, Gojo Satoru has never understood so deeply that there is a parallel world without him.

He remembered what Summer Oil Killer said before he disappeared.

He had never thought about what the world would be like without Gojo Satoru.

What would the world be like without Gojo Satoru?

——The cursed spirit is rampant.

The high school is supported by [Suguru Kei]. After Gojo Satoru's death, all the pressure falls on her. The black-haired woman will bear the title of the strongest alone, and will also face the dangers of the curse world and a hundred years of loneliness alone.

Gojo Satoru has lived with Geto Summer Oil for so long that he has long understood the deep meaning of every word Geto Summer Oil says.

[——Even if I’m alone, I’ll keep going.]

These words kept echoing in Gojo Satoru's mind.

In that world, everyone except 【Suguru】 is dead.

Only [Sugar Yutaka] is left, and only [Sugar Yutaka] is left.

Would the world be so bad without Gojo Satoru?

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru became a little irritated and wondered, could it be that Jie and he really couldn't stand together?

At this time he thought of [Gojo Satoru] again.

The personality of Gojo Satoru as a girl is almost the same as it was at that time. Gojo Satoru is very self-aware of his own personality. So when I saw the white-haired girl showing that attitude, I didn't feel strange at all. Instead, I felt that I was like this from another perspective at that time.

It's a pity that I didn't understand the reversal technique.

But if he learns the reversal technique, will Jay leave this world just like his own?

Gojo Satoru is also very complicated about the existence of [Gojo Satoru]. He hopes that this Gojo is alive, but Gojo is already dead. The current state is just a state of struggling to survive. Gojo Satoru also knows that Gojo is about to leave this world.

What happens after leaving this world?

Maybe he is gone.

"Satoru-kun?"

As if sensing Gojo Satoru's distraction, the person behind the screen called out Gojo Satoru's name. Gojo Satoru said impatiently, "Hmm? Are you done? My students are waiting for me to come back."

The people behind the screen seemed to be silent when they heard the word "student" - in an instant, just when Gojo Satoru thought they were going to continue lecturing, he interrupted directly: "What? Haven't you said enough?"

"I don't listen to what you say just to follow it. Remember this."

After saying that, he walked out without paying any attention to the group of people who wanted to stop him.

After walking out of the room, it was already dark outside. Gojo Satoru could clearly hear a hoarse cry similar to that of a crow outside the window.

After leaving that group of people, Gojo Satoru felt much better. He thought that the students might have found a place to celebrate by now, and how could he, as a teacher, not participate at such a time.

Gojo Satoru took out his cell phone.

..

Anxious.

There is no better adjective than these two words.

The real person's limbs are like plasticine, and every time he transforms, he brings an invisible pressure to the four people.

Blood, fatigue.

The iron filings came with the threat of death, madly and wantonly.

Kugizaki No Rose gritted her teeth and said, "What kind of monster is this?"

After the master revealed his technique, Kugizaki No Rose had already felt how difficult it was for him to deal with her. Just as she pressed her hand down towards Yoshino Junpei's face, a powerful cursed force emerged.

"Cang."

A familiar female voice came with a low scolding, and it was almost like an explosive curse that burst out.

The white-haired girl stood in front of the four people. With her as the center, it was as if a dividing line appeared, separating the four people of the same grade from the cursed spirit. Finally, she turned her head and glanced at the four people.

“It looks good.”

The actual condition of the four people was not good. They were basically covered in blood, especially Yoshino Junpei. He was not familiar with his own abilities, and even with the cooperation, blood was still flowing down his forehead. Maybe because it had been a long time, his hair was stuck together in strands.

"Didn't you say it would take ten minutes?..." Someone murmured.

"A new technique was used." The white-haired girl waved her hand.

Yuji Itadori suddenly remembered the ability that Gojo Satoru once showed in front of him, which was like teleportation, and his Adam's apple moved. He didn't expect that Gojo Sensei had mastered this technique at this age.

Gojo-senpai is indeed amazing.

But what Yuji Itadori didn't know was that Nanako Atobe was also gambling.

"Use that." Nanako Atobe spoke to the system while running on the road.

The system understood what Nanako Atobe meant, but it was a little hesitant: "Gojo Satoru's 'Teleportation' is not a very safe choice for you now. Gojo Satoru at this age is not proficient in this ability, including the reversal technique. If there is a problem when using it..."

Atobe Nanako understood what the system meant.

"But I have to get there as soon as possible." Atobe Nanako said, "I can get there in ten minutes, but it's still too slow."

"But if we fail..."

Nanako Atobe interrupted the system and said: "If I fail, I will only die in this world and it will not affect my world. Just do as I say. I can gamble, but they can't."

“They should have survived.”

Atobe Nanako said this.

"Gojo Satoru..."

When he saw Atobe Nanako, Masato's brows furrowed.

The appearance of the girl Gojo Satoru did surprise him. In fact, when the real person sneaked into the exchange competition, he only left behind the remains of his cursed spirit. He did not directly collide with Gojo Satoru, so he did not know that there was a second [Gojo Satoru].

The white-haired girl narrowed her eyes: "Nowadays, cursed spirits can not only speak, but are also very brave."

This sentence seems to be a threat.

It was like a sword, a sharp sword drawn from its sheath pointing directly at the life of the cursed spirit.

She noticed the curser with an embarrassed look on his face. The source of the latter's information was clearly that Gojo Satoru was still in a meeting and it was impossible for him to get here. So who was this Gojo Satoru?

The cursed spirit was no fool either. Thinking of Summer Oil Geto's situation, he couldn't help but put the two individuals' situations together.

"Even so..."

"How could Gojo Satoru appear here..."

Their emotions are mixed.

But the only one who could answer this question, Nanako Atobe, didn't intend to give them an answer.

I only saw the girl raise her hand again.

—A strong sense of crisis swept over me.

Under the Unlimited Condition, the real person could not touch Atobe Nanako. It was also under such circumstances that Atobe Nanako's cursed power condensed and burst out from her fingertips, enough to destroy half of the basketball court.

“Long!!!”

The crazy and wanton cursed power swept over, carrying the power of its master towards the real person.

Atobe Nanako was very fast, and the next second after the end of the fight, the girl's figure had appeared above the head of the cursed spirit. The volcano-headed cursed spirit reacted quickly, stretched out its hand to pull the real person back, and finally directly met Atobe Nanako's fist.

"Bang!"

It was like being blown apart. The top of the volcano was blown away by this circle and finally fell several meters away.

The tide has turned.

The cursed spirits' faces didn't look good either. They acted decisively and condensed a huge amount of cursed power, almost making it hard for people to breathe.

field.

If it is a field.

Atobe Nanako frowned.

She can't take care of everyone.

It will accurately hit a person within the domain, just like a guaranteed hit buff. Atobe Nanako's cosplay is Gojo Satoru who died before he fully grew up, so naturally she doesn't have the ability of the current Gojo Satoru. The cursed spirits in front of him chose to expand their domain, which is the worst answer.

Nanako Atobe puts force on her toes.

The terrifying cursed power gathered at her fingertips, and Atobe Nanako was ready to attack at any time.

But the next second, she seemed to sense something, she suddenly turned around, stretched out her hands and pulled the four people to her side.

She suddenly pulled the corner of her mouth apart.

The girl's smile was arrogant, as if she already had a trump card and was fearless.

The four people asked hesitantly: "What happened..."

The cursed spirit that was about to be released from the area was interrupted in an instant, as if something extremely terrifying appeared.

—The seniors suddenly looked up.

The white-haired man standing in the air was wanton and arrogant, and every move he made was full of confidence in his own strength. His blindfold was completely taken off, and his pair of blue eyes were exposed in the air, like a god who looked down on the plants and trees in the world.

The white-haired god raised his hand, extended three fingers, and slightly bent the remaining two fingers. At this time, his lips were curled, and everyone's eyes were focused on him. He spoke calmly and indifferently, uttering a few words.

"Void."

"water chestnut."