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"Um...is it really okay for me to come in directly like this?" Yuji Itadori was dragged into the simulated universe by Hipper. He struggled symbolically twice, but finally gave up resistance.
No living persons allowed. This was Hipper's iron rule. Now that he had been dragged in without any warning, he felt a little uneasy.
Hipper glanced at him and put him down. "The rules are dead. I have the final say."
...So your bottom line is quite flexible, huh? Yuji couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.
"It's very flexible." She suddenly turned around and looked at him with a smile - her inner complaints were too loud and the connection was too strong, and she heard it clearly.
“…”Can we ban her from using cheats?
"Hey, Hisahito! What a rare visitor." The door was pushed open at this time, and Gojo Satoru greeted him while handing the cigarette box in his hand to Hipper.
"Eh? Gojo-sensei?" He was a little confused. Shouldn't the teacher still be outside? When did he come in?
"Still angry?" Gojo Satoru ignored his student's surprise and leaned closer to Hipper, lowering his voice. "Here, a cigarette for you. But don't smoke too much."
His wife came back from outside, covered in wounds and clearly showing signs of suppressed anger. She'd lost a fight and was turning to tobacco to soothe her frustration. He understood, but he didn't want to watch Schipper chain-smoking.
——There is more than one way to relieve stress.
Isn't he still here? Isn't a husband supposed to be useful in times like this?
Fool.
Hipper looked at him with a complicated expression. He was stuck when he should have handed over the cigarette, and he came over to hand over the cigarette when he shouldn't have appeared.
This person's emotional intelligence really needs to be improved. He can neither read the atmosphere nor keep up with her pace.
To be blunt, apart from his special significance as the resurrection of Wu, his only commendable qualities are probably his face and his sexuality.
He might be very happy with such praise because both the appearance and the sexiness are exactly what he likes.
He would accept any compliments he received without any burden.
"It just so happens that I need your theoretical knowledge for this experiment. Come here."
It's easy to order Gojo Satoru around.
When passing by Yuji Itadori, he patted him on the shoulder and motioned for him to follow.
As she walked, before she even stepped into the laboratory, she had already changed her hospital gown into a research gown.
The change of fabrics is as smooth as if it were re-rendered by light and shadow, and it is very silky.
Yuji Itadori was stunned and couldn't help blinking, as if he had accidentally entered a strange world where science fiction and magic were intertwined.
——This is definitely a one-click outfit change, right? It’s amazing!
"What are you going to research this time?" Gojo Satoru followed her and asked with interest.
"Is it the same potion as last time?"
He quickly searched his mind for any knowledge he might find useful. It was rare for Hipper to ask him for theoretical support.
She is a genius, is there any knowledge that she has not included?
Perhaps it was related to spells? As a core figure from one of the three great families, he had been granted access to all texts related to spells since childhood—whether it was ancient rubbings passed down for thousands of years or emerging academic disciplines in recent years, he had more or less dabbled in them.
So...her experiment this time must be unusual. After all, she even brought Sukuna's container with her.
"It's an unexpected idea, and it's quite interesting." As Hipper said this, she tied her long hair into a high ponytail, and carefully tucked the loose hair on her forehead behind her ears, revealing her forehead and eyebrows.
She turned around and spoke in a calm but resounding tone.
"Change the physique of ordinary people, stimulate their potential talents, and allow them to gain the qualifications to become sorcerers."
Gojo Satoru took a deep breath. He truly had the guts to think and act. A true genius indeed. This idea was not only worlds apart from the average person, it was practically insane.
Even crazier than Geto Suguru.
"Wouldn't it be more appropriate to bring Maki along?" he questioned. "She's considered an ordinary person, right? She's bound by heaven and curse, and has no cursed power."
Hipper didn't respond, but simply pushed open the laboratory door. The three of them entered one after another, and the door closed silently behind them.
The sensor light then lit up, and the celestial system automatically adjusted to a soft light that filled the space. The system in the center of the room was activated, and a gentle male electronic voice sounded.
Good day, Hipper. Do you want me to switch the language system?
It used a language that was completely unfamiliar to Gojo Satoru and Itadori, with strange syllables that did not belong to any language family they knew.
Maybe a minority language?
"Switch to Japanese. Room temperature is 22°C, instruments are sterilized, and ready for blood drawing." Hipper walked to the freezer, wiped off the thin layer of frost on the insulating glass door, and carefully observed the living samples stored inside.
Gojo Satoru and Itadori Yuji walked back and forth in the spacious laboratory, exclaiming exaggeratedly from time to time.
They were particularly interested in the quietly gliding lab assistant robot, and circled around it as if it were a novel exhibit.
"...Please don't delay my normal work, gentlemen." Faced with the two guests brought by Hipper, the highly intelligent AI assistant could only choose to endure as much as possible, and there was a subtle helplessness in the electronic voice.
"Oh! It really can talk! Take a picture quickly! Hey - Hipper! Can I take a picture?" Gojo Satoru asked symbolically, but the mobile phone in his hand had already been raised, and the camera was aimed at the robot.
Yuji Itadori next to him also took out his mobile phone with anticipation, eager to try it out.
"...The sample activity is too low, let's thaw it first. Take a picture." Hipper agreed casually while listing instructions to the system without raising his head.
She had long anticipated that bringing these two people in would inevitably cause some trouble.
——She was mentally prepared, but her diligent lab assistant obviously was not.
After all, geniuses don't come here often.
"Great! Keep still - come, look at the camera, 1, 2, 3, eggplant -!" Gojo Satoru happily put his arm around the robot with one hand, and with the other hand he hooked around Yuji Itadori and quickly pressed the shutter.
The photo is frozen, and the robot in the center of the picture is pushing a cart of experimental equipment, and the electronic screen above its head clearly shows an aggrieved crying face emoji.
T^T
——It is filled with the feeling of hopelessness and being forced to operate.
By the time she finishes assigning tasks to the system, the curiosity of the two people will probably have been satisfied.
The lab assistant quietly pushed the instruments she needed over, placing them precisely one by one, ready to hand her every tool and material she would need next.
"Yuji, come here and have your blood drawn." She handed the task of blood drawing and testing to her assistant, then waved to Gojo Satoru to come forward.
"Yuji has a special physique. As Sukuna's vessel, he can only gain cursed energy and become a sorcerer by swallowing fingers." She briefly explained the current situation and then officially started with her own idea.
"As you can see, my child is also a kind of curse—perhaps it can replace Sukuna."
A hint of surprise flashed across Gojo Satoru's eyes, and then he fell into deep thought.
The proposal sounded crazy at first, a prototype experiment with a near-zero chance of success. But wasn't it the only option when one was desperate? On closer inspection, it seemed strangely reasonable.
Both are special-grade cursed items, so there's no reason why the curse created by this genius...would be weaker than Sukuna's.
——It’s worth a try.
"In theory, the technique of birth can also be reproduced and recreated through samples. As long as the conditions allow, Hisahito may become the second Sukuna."
? It’s no exaggeration to say it was a bolt from the blue.
One Sukuna has ruined Japan like that, and you still want to create another one? Do you want to rule the world?
Hipper's tone was flat, as if he was stating the conclusion of an ordinary experiment.
However, the explosive information contained in these words was made to sound as light as a copy in her nonchalant tone.
“…”
Gojo Satoru was speechless for a moment.
Hipper, you are indeed a genius, but could you please not suddenly switch styles and become that mad scientist who doesn't care about ethical boundaries?
"The second Sukuna" or something like that...it sounds bad, okay?
He stared at his wife silently, trying to convey his complicated feelings at the moment with his eyes - three parts helplessness, six parts vigilance, and one part "Are you serious?"
"Tsk." Hipper raised his eyes and glared back impatiently, "Got it, I won't do anything unnecessary."
——I was just talking casually, why take it so seriously?
Once a man becomes too serious, he loses his charm.
In genius labs, the vast majority of tests produce results in almost real time.
Time is an extremely precious resource here, and every second of genius is far more expensive than gold.
The detailed report generated by the test is automatically captured and analyzed by the system the moment it comes out, and is synchronized to Hipper's terminal as soon as possible.
The report condensed and summarized by the celestial system is only a few pages long, with every word and sentence to the point, without any redundant nonsense.
With just a few glances, Hipper had already grasped the complete report of Yuji Itadori's physical condition.
The thawing of the live samples has also been completed, and the laboratory assistants are preparing to cut the octopus feet raw in an orderly manner.
Ahem, correction. It's to cut off a section of the active sample needed for the experiment.
"Haha, how funny! This thing is actually still alive." Gojo Satoru followed the experimental assistant with great interest, observing the pitch-black octopus that had just been freed from the ice and was constantly twisting.
It was dark all over, with a shiny and smooth surface. Its body was covered with tiny eyes that were rolling around.
Sensing Gojo Satoru's gaze, the largest eye on its head suddenly opened, revealing a row of sharp, ferocious teeth.
Trying to intimidate him.
"This little thing is much more pleasing to the eye than the curse spirit." Gojo Satoru commented with interest.
If you look at it for a long time, hallucinations will easily appear in front of your eyes, and things will flicker like a kaleidoscope.
Due to the lack of manpower on site, the second experimental assistant was automatically activated and started, slid smoothly into the laboratory with silent wheels, and handed two pairs of special sunglasses to Yuji Itadori and Gojo Satoru respectively.
"Dear, these are special anti-pollution glasses that effectively block visual and mental interference~"
It even kindly recommends combo meals.
"Dear, we also recommend wearing anti-contamination isolation gloves. After wearing them, you can safely touch the deformed body and experience more peace of mind~"
As Yuji put on his glasses and gloves, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
This tone...why does it sound so much like a salesman?
It has a completely different style from the other robot.
After putting on the special glasses, the weird and twisted octopus instantly turned into a round and super chewy octopus dumpling.
The small eyes that were originally all over the body disappeared, leaving only a big golden eye on the top of the head, blinking innocently.
...Looking at it this way, it's actually a bit cute.
The previous dizziness and hallucinations also completely disappeared.
However, when the assistant neatly cut off a section of its tentacle, it was obvious that it was in great pain - its golden pupils suddenly contracted, its entire body twisted violently, and bright red liquid oozed from the broken end.
"The activity index continues to rise, currently at 47%, and is expected to reach 64% in ten minutes." The taciturn assistant calmly reported the data, and then quietly stood by, waiting for the next instruction.
It was clear that Hipper would not be satisfied with this result. Ten minutes was too long and she didn't like waiting.
"You're a waste of time, a piece of trash who only eats and doesn't work." She didn't say this in Japanese. Gojo Satoru and Itadori didn't understand what she meant, but they knew from her expression that she was not saying anything nice.
A drop of sweat silently flowed down the screen of the taciturn assistant, along with a string of ellipsis.
——Fully expressed its complex and unspeakable feelings at the moment.
"Lord Hipper is swearing, it's very unpleasant, so I won't translate it." The lively salesman's assistant slid over quietly and whispered to them in a low voice.
oO? Who is cursing?
"What did she say?" Gojo Satoru couldn't contain his curiosity.
The lively assistant blinked its animated emoji eyes and made a thinking expression.
"Probably... on the level of f**k, b**ch."
...That's really dirty.
The two were speechless for a moment and could only watch Hipper standing in front of the experimental table and saying something to the little octopus.
The little guy seemed to be completely irritated. He twisted his body in pain and was so angry that he almost jumped up.
"******"
I don't know what she added at the end, but the little octopus suddenly swelled up as if inflated, floating in the air, and all its tentacles danced wildly.
The taciturn assistant duly reported: "Wow! Activity is 298%, and it's still soaring."
Yuji couldn't help but move closer to his lively assistant and asked in a low voice, "So what did Hipper say just now? It reacted so strongly..."
“…” The salesman’s assistant’s tone instantly became dry, and he answered hesitantly.
"Master Hipper said - an ugly thing raised without a mother."
“…………”
This person's mouth is too poisonous! It's so poisonous that he can't pass the security check!
Only then did they realize that compared to the scene before them, Hipper's usual way of speaking to them was extremely gentle and soft.
...They are ignorant, repent now T^T
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