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People occasionally experience this moment when falling asleep - the body suddenly feels like it is falling into an abyss, and just as it is about to hit the bottom, it suddenly wakes up with only a pounding heart in its chest.
This phenomenon, called hypnic jerks, is a muscle spasm produced by the brain during the transition from sleep to sleep. The illusion of falling occurs when the nervous system's inhibitory mechanisms and motor control systems become temporarily misaligned.
Hipper is also a human being, and it is common for her to wake up from the sensation of falling. But when her eyelashes fluttered and she opened her eyes, the howling wind filled her eardrums and broken clouds brushed across her cheeks.
It was too bizarre to open my eyes and find myself free falling from a height of a thousand meters.
"...Where was this sent to me?"
The only person who could teleport to high altitudes in her sleep was the other self that resided deep within her consciousness, the one hiding in the shadows. Not even the primordial celestial bodies would do such a thing. Disturbing someone's peaceful sleep would anger anyone.
She just slept a little longer, but somehow she was pulled into her world. She had to go back to participate in the team battle of the Shibuya Incident and couldn't delay.
The data simulation capability still works, but the data is being corrupted and iterated at an abnormally fast rate.
Have the signals from the primordial objects been blocked?
His fingertips slid across the incomplete code floating in the air. It was obvious that this was a problem that would require several days of overtime to solve, and his expression unconsciously frowned.
I can’t care about that anymore. I have to find a way to go back first.
She contrived to fit in under the baggy shirt and chose to land in the area of Tokyo she was familiar with.
The first thing he did after landing was try to connect to the internet—and it failed. This world's firewall should have been useless, but now it was impenetrable.
Without network monitoring, the eyes are useless.
“I was targeted.”
She turned around and immediately changed direction to change her destination. She hadn't originally planned to look for Gojo Satoru in this world, but since that Hipper knew she was coming and had blocked the network, she'd probably target Rokugan too. She'd go over and see if she could see him directly.
Instead of dealing with it passively, it is better to just sit back and wait for the opportunity.
This overly obvious network blockade might be another trap he had carefully laid. After all, Schipper would never make such a low-level mistake.
When did six eyes become her weakness? She's invulnerable, okay?
I took the flyer handed to me by a roadside salesman and focused my eyes on the date printed in ink.
April 3, 2006.
Using Gojo Satoru as bait to lure her over, did he really think she would love all the six-eyed people to death?
She had eaten several "children" before, with so many six eyes, so what if she broke a few? These were not her own, so who would care about Gojo Satoru when a fight broke out?
Is this a war of attrition? Just catching Rokugan wouldn't allow her to appear, so the only option is to hire Jin'er. Seriously? Using Jin'er to consume me?
You're not going to play the game of waiting behind the scenes, are you?
Forget it, we have to deal with it as it comes. We have to hurry and wake up before dawn. I have to send Jay home after the Shibuya Incident is over.
"Huh, we need to hurry up."
She exhaled a breath of foul air and her figure suddenly accelerated.
One thing that is very convenient in Japan is that there are always various alleys in the city, which are very suitable for doing some shameful things.
With the tip of his toes lightly tapping the wall, his body shot out like an arrow from a bow.
The retinas of ordinary people cannot capture her trajectory at all. At most, they can feel a sudden gust of wind passing by the side of their neck when she passes by.
I'm so busy. Why do I, as a boss, have to run around every day? When can I take a break?
All the classmates and teachers are a worry to you, and they will kill you if you are not careful.
Being in a crisis and still having the mind to complain, this is probably the open-mindedness unique to the strong.
As they sped along, the scenery on both sides turned into blurred, flowing ribbons of color, leaving the city and entering the suburban mountains and forests, not far from the Zhugao school.
Ah, we’re almost there.
The school in the mountains has the advantage of being convenient for big fights, but other advantages are hard to describe.
Swish——
Passing through the mountains and forests, crossing the road, the afterimage passed by the bluestone steps in front of the mountain, and the sound of footsteps was barely audible.
Every time I go to and from school, the most annoying thing is the long stairs. There is nothing I can do about it, since the school is built on a mountain.
The link with the original celestial body was cut off and the anchor point could not be used. If I wanted to hurry up, I could only run by myself.
"Well..."
Just consider it a warm-up.
*
At 3:17 p.m., the class had not yet ended when three students returned from skipping class in the morning.
The spoils of eight hours of fighting in the arcade - three shopping bags filled with snacks,
At this moment, he was lying at the end of the stairs with his master, gasping for breath.
"We agreed to skip class and relax? But in the end we still have to come back and climb the mountain." Jiari Nozomi squatted on the ground. She had the weakest physical strength and no longer had the energy to walk. She needed to slow down.
Gojo Satoru casually put down his shopping bag, pried open the can of Coke with one hand, tilted his head back and took a big gulp. A drop of cold sugar water leaked out as his Adam's apple rolled.
"If you're not good at it, just practice more." He shook the can and glanced at the limp Glass with a smile.
"Satoru, Nitro is working hard too."
Walking last, Geto Suguru picked up the shopping bag that Nozomi had left on the ground, even finding enough space to drink from the water bottle between his fingers. The plastic bottle made a slight creaking sound in his palm.
"Hi--"
He stuck out his tongue childishly, "Come on, little Glass~"
The mountain wind suddenly rose.
The coolness in April should have been just right, but this gust of wind was packed with a biting chill, too cold for the season, like some kind of creepy coldness that quietly pressed against the back of the neck.
wrong--!
Suddenly, I felt a strange touch on my neck.
Cold, sharp, and slender...it's the tip of a needle!
By the time he realized the danger, the icy needle had already pierced his carotid artery. The biting cold spread through his blood vessels, freezing even his thoughts into pale fragments.
No limit...it actually failed?! No, something worse happened.
Gojo Satoru began to lose the sense of cursed energy.
He could clearly feel that the cursed energy in his body was like quicksand in an hourglass, and the medicine injected through the syringe was being madly suppressed.
“Satoru!!”
Geto Suguru flung the shopping bag aside and pulled Nazori behind him. Several cursed spirits instantly emerged from the shadows to form a barrier. He himself rushed towards the mysterious man holding Gojo Satoru like an arrow.
Wu's condition isn't right! We must bring him back!
The man simply glanced at him with disdain and calmly pulled out the needle. Just as the strange weapon in his hand was about to pierce Gojo Satoru's abdomen—
[BOOM——!!!]
The high school barrier emitted a sharp buzzing sound that echoed in every corner.
Someone broke in and triggered the alarm.
"It was a close call."
Amidst a cloud of rubble and dust, a figure crashed down beside Gojo Satoru like a meteorite. The ground cracked under the impact, and the intruder's hand had already grasped the wrist of the knife-wielding attacker.
"Hmm, so this is how the high school alarm is triggered." The intruder spun around and swept the man who attacked Gojo Satoru away. He even caught the Coke that fell from Gojo Satoru's hand.
He held Gojo Satoru, who had lost his cursed power, in his arms, tilted his head back and took a sip of Coke, then asked him calmly about his condition, "Are you awake? What time is it?"
She gave him the middle finger, but the boy in her arms just stared at her with his blue eyes, unblinking.
"Tsk, you're stupid after getting a shot?"
"What are you looking at?"
The boy's pale blue eyes suddenly lit up, as if light fell into them, and suddenly became bright.
"Are you single?"
Even when his life is hanging by a thread, he still has the leisure to flirt and chat up girls. Is this Liuyan stupid or is he just in love?
“…”
The Coke can stopped in mid-air, and the swallowing action also stopped as he said this. The girl slowly lowered her head, her eyes calm and strange.
Bang!
After a loud slap, the intruder stretched out the slapping hand in front of the boy and told him to open his eyes and look carefully at the ring on his ring finger.
"I'm married." She narrowed her eyes, let go of him, and grabbed his collar instead.
"You can get divorced after getting married." Gojo Satoru was not discouraged and continued to poach girls.
"..." The girl's eyes lingered on his face for two subtle seconds—a look of disdain and pity. Then she spoke calmly, "Sorry, it's not necessary. We have a harmonious marriage and don't need a third party to enhance our relationship."
Gojo Satoru: "I'm young, and that's my advantage."
"He's also very young, which is not an advantage."
This six-eye thing has grown crooked, so let's remake it.
The girl's patience finally ran out. She grabbed Gojo Satoru's collar and threw it to Geto Suguru: "Keep an eye on him."
The attacker, who was watching the fight from the sidelines, whistled: "No more flirting?"
He turned his wrist, the weapon gleaming in the sunlight, and after raising the sword, he entered a combat stance. "Six-Eyed Guardian—"
"Hippo."
The name made her pause slightly.
The girl slowly rolled up the cuffs of her men's shirt, revealing a section of her wrist. She tied the hem into a knot, revealing a faint glimpse of her waistline beneath the gathered fabric.
After doing all this, she lazily raised her eyelids and looked at him.
"Yeah, really."
In stark contrast to the man's tense posture ready for battle, she even leisurely tied up her long hair.
"Are you short of money recently?"
She twisted the hair tie around her fingertips, smiled lightly, and her tone was particularly relaxed.
"Tell me, how much did you pay her for kidnapping Liuyan and stopping me?"
Not good.
There was something wrong with the relationship between the two women, and it made him feel like this mission was in vain.
"One billion."
The tip of the knife flashed coldly and pointed directly at Gojo Satoru's throat.
"1.5 billion."
The sharp blade slowly turned towards the girl's heart.
“——US dollars.”
As he uttered the word, instinctive greed was revealed between his teeth and in his eyes.
He twisted the needle fragments between his fingers and looked at them carefully in the sunlight.
"One billion to capture Six Eyes alive," she chuckled, rather playfully, "The premium is too high."
"But 1.5 billion stops me—"
Click.
Shards of glass fell from her fingers.
In an instant, violent lightning exploded from all over her body, and countless electric snakes scurried around wildly, tearing the sky above her head into spider-web-like cracks in an instant.
“It’s too cheap.”
Before she finished her words, she had disappeared from the spot—so fast that not even a trace of her image remained.
So strong! No, this is not an enemy of the same level at all.
That's a tricky situation. Fushiguro Shiro smacked his lips.
The human body has no defense against lightning, which can result in either death or injury. If Gojo Satoru had that special technique, it would be fine, but with his own mortal body, bound by a heavenly curse, any lightning strike would be half dead.
To make matters worse, most of the magical tools he usually used were made of metal. The Tian Ni Mou in his hand was just a lightning rod.
"Is your life so miserable?" The lightning at the fingertips crackled, and became more and more powerful under the roar of the high school barrier.
"You think I'll give you this little money?"
Capture Rokugan alive? No matter, she has Gojo Satoru.
Poaching right in front of her? She didn't care, she had Gojo Satoru plenty.
But when she heard her price, a ferocious thunderstorm suddenly tore through the clouds and slammed into the ground.
She was a little angry.
A breeze pierced through the thunderstorm eerily, and the next second, cold fingertips touched Hipper's neck.
"Of course you are the most expensive, dear." The hoarse female voice, accompanied by the slight stinging pain of the injection, brushed past the ear like a breath.
The lightning in the sky suddenly went out.
"So I'm here to pick you up, little genius~"
As the last drop of the drug was pushed into her vein, the woman's arms suddenly tightened. The girl lost the strength to resist and fell into her arms. Her chin was lifted by her cold fingertips, forcing her fragile neckline to be exposed.
"First time meeting you—" The woman leaned over and whispered her earlobe, her breath sweeping over her skin that was gradually losing warmth due to the effects of the potion, "Or maybe it's been a long time since we last met?"
"My dear, Hipper."
Forced to look up, he saw a more mature but familiar face - until Hipper noticed the unnatural depression under the blindfold.
This woman has no eyes at all.
"Movie star."
When Hipper pronounced the name, there wasn't even the slightest fluctuation in those blue eyes.
"Are you going to kill me?"
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