Chapter 1: Ordinary middle school student dim...
In the dim alley, puddles piled up in the corners and a strange smell wafted out. The smell was even worse after the rain, and passers-by unconsciously quickened their pace.
With a "bang", a can was crushed and then kicked into the alley.
Then, two teenagers with their hands in their pockets walked into the alley.
The two men looked to be about the same height. One had bangs of hair like a sea urchin, while the other had dazzling blonde hair. The word "bad" was written on the obsidian earrings on his ears and the chain bracelet on the back of his hand.
The blond boy had a pair of dazzling purple eyes and a smile on his lips, showing that he loved to laugh. He wore his school uniform meticulously, which was a strange incongruity with his appearance.
"Hey, Hui."
The sea urchin turned around and saw the blond boy with his arms folded, looking pretentious. "This is my first time dealing with a high-level cursed spirit. Hui Ke, you must protect me!"
Megumi Fushiguro: "The cursed spirit is behind you."
“? Ahhhhhhhhh——” The blond boy turned his head to face the ugly curse spirit’s face. He instantly burst into screams and fell onto his reliable companion.
Fushiguro Megumi looked numb and said, "It's just a third-level cursed spirit."
“So ugly aa ...
"Shut up."
“Aa ...
The cursed spirit was exorcised, and Megumi Fushiguro held her friend's head tightly with one hand to cover his mouth, while some residual cursed energy still remained in her other hand.
He let go of his hand.
An obvious red mark appeared on Suzuki Kawa's fair face. He looked at Fushiguro Megumi's hand with disdain: "Why do I remember you didn't wash your hands before going out?"
Fushiguro Megumi gritted her teeth: "We left this morning and it's already what time?!"
If this guy hadn't suddenly shown a tendency to awaken his magic, he wouldn't have taken him out to hunt some low-level cursed spirits.
The phone in her pocket vibrated. Fushiguro Megumi frowned, took it out, and when she saw the caller on the screen, her expression became even worse.
Suzuki Kawaya leaned over to look and said, "It's the white-haired uncle."
Fushiguro Megumi had just pressed the answer button when Suzuki Kawa's words came through verbatim. The man on the other end of the phone angrily said, "Kid, you can't call the teacher 'uncle'! The teacher is so young, but he can charm countless people!"
"I know, I know." Suzuki Kawa said perfunctorily.
Fushiguro Megumi: "What's the matter?"
"Ding, ding, ding! Hui is going to Sendai to complete a mission, to recover the cursed object, the legendary finger of Ryomen Sukuna ~ Be careful!" The man's cheerful voice sounded.
Fushiguro Megumi frowned: "Okay, I'll leave tomorrow."
A golden-haired head came over again: "Gojo-sensei, I want to go too!"
"Ogawa doesn't have any awakening techniques, so be careful not to run into a powerful cursed spirit." Gojo Satoru laughed heartily, "Then I'll hug Kei and scream again."
He changed the subject: "Keep protecting Xiaochuan, after all, you two will be classmates in the future."
It means that she agrees. Megumi Fushiguro listened to her golden-haired friend cheering and hung up the phone with an expressionless face.
Suzuki Kawa had not yet officially enrolled in technical high school, so he still lived at home. He warmly invited Fushiguro Megumi to visit his home, but as expected, he was rejected.
The golden-haired boy wasn't sad either. He happily said goodbye to his sea urchin-haired friend, repeatedly saying, "Remember to come find me tomorrow! You can't sneak off to Sendai to complete the mission by yourself!"
Megumi Fushiguro: ...I was discovered.
Suzuki Kawa walked towards home with his hands in his pockets and humming a song. In bustling Tokyo, this place was rare to see quiet. The sky darkened even faster after the rain, and there were few pedestrians on the road.
After walking through several streets, he looked up and around. Why did he feel like he had been here before?
When chatting with his friends in junior high school, Suzuki Kawa learned that there is a horror story in China called "Ghost Wall", which means that a person is trapped in a place by a ghost. Even if he keeps moving forward, he is still going around in circles.
It's probably too late to go back and look for Hui now.
Suzuki Kawa scratched his head and decided to pick a house at random and knock on the door.
There was no response, and the surrounding houses looked much more dilapidated than other residential areas. The sky was growing darker and darker.
In the dim environment, Suzuki Kawa's golden hair looked like a walking light bulb.
He lifted his hair in annoyance, bent down to pick up a stick on the side of the road, shook off the sand, and the corners of his lips drooped in displeasure.
In the silence all around, something wet was wriggling. Suzuki Kawa turned around and came face to face with a huge worm-like cursed spirit. His face turned pale and veins bulged on the back of his hand holding the wooden stick.
It's not a "ghost wall", he suddenly realized in his mind that although he had only been in contact with the world of spells for a short time, he still understood some of the characteristics of the curse spirits.
This is - simple area!
Suzuki Kawa gritted his teeth. His technique had not yet been developed, and he had almost no experience in the use of cursed energy. The cursed spirit that could deploy a simple field must be at least level one.
I hope Huineng finds out sooner, or some white-haired teacher passes by this area after completing his mission and finds something wrong.
The insect-shaped creature quickly launched an attack, and threw a huge wet tentacle to the ground. Suzuki Kawa rolled over to avoid it, and the next second he arched his body in reflex to narrowly avoid another tentacle that swept over.
Liquid was dripping down, Suzuki Kawa's eyes flashed, and he quickly took off his coat. The sleeves that were dripped by the liquid had been corroded.
So difficult.
Suzuki Kawa was just an ordinary teenager after all. He barely dodged a few attacks before being thrown against the wall by the tentacles, vomiting a mouthful of blood mixed with foam.
The cursed spirit's huge mouth opened, and the mouth inside was filled with wriggling eyeballs, which was disgusting at first sight.
The golden hair was stained with blood, and Suzuki Kawa's lungs were like a broken bellows. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the mouthparts in his purple pupils enlarged and approached.
He also raised his left hand, and as if he had learned it by himself, the cursed power surged wildly. His purple eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fluctuating flames, and a huge "ding" sounded in the space.
"Spell—"
Suzuki Kawa's pupils shrank and his eyes were filled with joy.
"True 7 Brains 3"——
Suzuki Kawa: What is this?
Suddenly, a light screen appeared in front of me, with the words "Zongshijie Card Unpacking Live Room" written on it. There was a tablet on the table, a turntable on the screen, and a pair of hands below the screen, holding a long list.
Then, a passionate young man's voice rang out: "Urgent order! Hello, Mr. Suzuki from the world of Jujutsu, your "True 7 Brain 3" is such an ancient gameplay! My assistant, quickly go find the stock!"
The barrage of comments flashed across the screen quickly.
[Oh my god, when did the world of magic get connected to the internet?!]
[I guess it's a spell. After all, all sorts of strange spells have appeared since the worlds were linked. Last time, there was even a guy who developed the ultimate moves for the protagonists of three worlds by himself.]
[This gameplay of True 7 Brain 3 feels like it was held by me when I was a kid.]
[With so many characters, there won't be real people, right?]
[Can Mr. Suzuki make Xiao Zongzi bankrupt?]
[Support the bankruptcy plan!]
The hands brought a paper bag, scissors neatly cut open the seal, and two fingers were inserted. The young anchor was still saying, "How is it possible? Such a poisonous pool can't possibly release a real one--Ah!!! Your husband!!!"
A blue-haired young man was printed on a round iron plate. His face was quite handsome, except for two seams running across his cheeks, giving him a very flamboyant expression.
The barrage of comments suddenly became excited, scrolling rapidly, and everywhere you looked, it was all "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA".
The hands brought seven more bags of iron sheets and placed them on the table. He picked up three bags, stacked them neatly, and cut them with a pair of scissors.
One suture, two sutures, three sutures.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!——" The host's miserable screams filled the live broadcast room.
At the same time, the specific instructions of the technique emerged in Suzuki Kawa's mind: [Congratulations on successfully connecting to the Zong World. You have become a member of the Zong World live broadcast room.
The character with the highest unpacking rate will gain 1 times the number of times his spell is used, which will be activated immediately and cannot be retained.
The effect of the spell is 70% of the spell effect of this character, and the effect of non-attack spells remains 90%.
The World of Generals reminds you: Use the spells wisely to maintain character stability and change your destiny. Small bets can be enjoyable, but big bets can be detrimental to your health. Be careful not to place orders that exceed your spell power. This spell is being released for the first time in the World of Generals. We wish you a happy life.
There were many viewers who did not understand the gameplay in Feishan's barrage. Other enthusiastic viewers explained the barrage to them. After watching for a while, Suzuki Kawa understood what the gameplay was all about.
At this time, the table in front of the anchor was full of iron sheets. Suzuki Kawa also learned that these iron sheets were called Baji, a type of anime peripherals that was quite popular in China in the future.
"The last three packs, leave it to me!" The anchor picked up the last three packs and pretended to be strong.
【It’s time to trigger the keyword, Xiaozong. 】
The scissors went down, leaving one suture on the face and one on the forehead.
It was like a resurrection match. When the game was over, the table was covered with bags of Baji. The host moved the bags of Baji away and said weakly: "Teacher Suzuki, I hate you——"
Suzuki Kawa felt a little guilty because his luck had never been very good since he was a child.
The cursed power flowed, "Technique - True 7 Brain 3", time resumed its flow, the live broadcast room disappeared, and the cursed spirit in front of him pounced on him. Suzuki Kawa subconsciously raised his hand, and the moment it touched the cursed spirit's skin, the cursed spirit turned into a small cursed spirit biscuit.
The name of the technique came to mind: Inaction Transformation.
The territory was broken, Suzuki Kawa's legs went limp, and he sat on the ground. Not caring about his dirty clothes, he took out his cell phone and called his friend.
After a while, Fushiguro Megumi appeared at the intersection hurriedly with his cell phone in hand. He saw the disheveled blond boy sitting against the wall with a pool of blood under him. His pupils shrank.
Hearing the noise, Suzuki Kawa, who was breathing more out than in, looked up and said, "Keiko, help!"
This place is still far away from Tokyo Jujutsu High School. Fushiguro Megumi immediately called Gojo Satoru. Upon hearing the news, Gojo Satoru teleported to this place without hesitation.
The jade dog waiting nearby barked and took Gojo Satoru to find Fushiguro Megumi and Suzuki Kawa.
Suzuki Kawa had injured his internal organs, and Fushiguro Megumi pulled his face to prevent him from falling asleep. When Gojo Satoru arrived, he could tell at a glance that the remaining cursed energy around him belonged to special-grade cursed spirits.
He also saw the cursed biscuits on the road, and with a "Cang" he exorcised the cursed biscuits.
The white-haired teacher was still quite reliable. He teleported back to the Jujutsu High School with the two students and hurriedly went to find the only reversal spell, which was used by Ieiri Nozomi.
Inside the infirmary, Ieiri Naoko held a notebook, writing down notes with her pen. Without even looking up, she said, "You guys arrived just in time. If you had been any later, this kid would have died."
A rare look of obvious worry appeared on Fushiguro Megumi's usually calm face. He stared blankly at the blond boy on the hospital bed. The boy's golden hair was lifted up and tied with circles of bandages.
Gojo Satoru, sitting on the sofa next to him, smiled and said, "This kid is pretty lucky. He awakened the technique in a critical moment and even exorcised the special-grade cursed spirit. His entrance rating will be at least level two."
Ieiri Shoko was quite impressed by Suzuki Kawa, simply because the kid had extremely dazzling blonde hair, which was several shades brighter than that of one of her junior classmates, making him look like a big light bulb.
She is also very sweet-mouthed. Whenever she sees Glass, she calls her sister. When she first came to the technical high school, the singer happened to be here on a business trip and bluntly said that it would be better for the little golden-haired girl to be transferred to Kyoto School instead of being taught by Gojo Satoru.
After the reversal treatment, Suzuki Kawa quickly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the pale ceiling of the infirmary. He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and found that his homeroom teacher, good friend and the top nurse in the infirmary were all there. He breathed a sigh of relief knowing that he was fine.
After discovering that Suzuki Kawa was awake, Gojo Satoru stood up. His tall figure instantly blocked out part of the light source. He walked to the bedside and grinned: "Ogawa, tell me about your technique. Although it's not as good as the great Gojo teacher, it still looks very powerful!"
Suzuki Chuan touched his nose. Although Gojo Satoru's words were very discouraging, they were true. He recalled his own techniques and didn't know how to respond for a moment. After thinking for a while, he gave an answer: "The first one I used was Wuwei Transformation. I don't know the others yet."
Ieiri Naoko was well-informed. Upon hearing this, he lit a cigarette and exhaled smoke: "It has multiple effects, right? It can indeed be classified as a level one or higher technique."
Gojo Satoru patted Fushiguro Megumi who was sitting next to him and said, "Great! I can rest assured that you two can go to Miyagi tomorrow to retrieve Sukuna Finger-sensei!"
Suzuki Kawa looked at his friend with sympathy, who was about to be beaten to internal injuries.
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