Chapter 139: Gojo Sensei "I am also a superpower! ...
"I am also a psychic! Your idea is very dangerous!" Suzuki Kawa clenched his fist, trying to dissuade his sister from thinking this.
However, Suzuki Chihaya stared at him thoughtfully, and said perfunctorily: "I am not the kind of person who doesn't care about my brother's life or death."
After a pause, she continued, "Really not possible?"
Suzuki Kawaya calmed down: "You are not the kind of person who would go to great lengths for world peace."
This time, Suzuki Chihaya didn't respond. She turned around, glanced at the time, and said to them, "Go away, I need to rest. You guys go downstairs."
"I have something else to say—"
"Is there something you can't text? What's the point of using a cell phone?"
"Get out of here."
In the hallway, the door slammed shut with a bang. Suzuki Kawa, clutching a bag of hot fried chicken, sighed and turned to look at Tsugikoku Yuichiro: "Let's go."
He frowned, with worry written all over his face, and he always felt that his sister seemed to have discovered a new world.
System: [Your sister should have a lot to talk about with a kind Russian.]
The elevator quickly reached the lower floor. Suzuki Kawa opened the door to his room and sighed silently: "I'd rather she said she wanted to destroy the world. If she wanted to eliminate all the psychics for the sake of peace in Yokohama, I'd be in trouble."
The system comforted him: [I think your sister has extraordinary talent. Besides, aren't you still keeping an eye on her in Yokohama?]
This time the system was right, but Suzuki Kawa still frowned. His current task was to complete the handover of the organization. In order to prevent other organizations from encroaching on [GA], [GA] would expand outward during this period.
Tomorrow is the day his sister takes office, and it is also the day he goes to meet with the leader of the port mafia.
It seems that there is no other necessary matter, so it is better not to leave Yokohama.
The system also said there is a special-grade curse spirit here...
Suzuki Kawa felt his head starting to ache again.
He sent Yunyi to bed and then took a quick shower. The facilities here were all complete. He had been away for just over a year, so his clothes didn't fit him well, so he only wore pajamas.
Then he went to the study, locked the door carefully, and finished the fried chicken his sister had given him.
There is a computer he used before in the study, and the system said it has replaced the computer with the latest version for him.
As he turned on the computer, the system told him that someone wanted to check Ando Tsukasa's identity, but was intercepted by it.
"Investigate? What can they find out?"
[The last time Ando Tsukasa appeared was thirty years ago, when he was still in Europe. But just in case, I have erased all traces of him on the Internet.]
The system recalled that person's special ability and sighed: [Fortunately, my authority is higher than theirs. Those special abilities are indeed something.]
An organization always needs network geniuses.
Suzuki Kawa smiled noncommittally, asked the system to transfer the information of the port mafia to his computer, and then stood up.
There is a small bed in the study, or more accurately a tatami. He used to lie on it when he was tired of playing games, with a pillow and a blanket beside him.
He took out the "Immortal Body" from the system backpack.
The prop was an oval crystal core that emitted a light golden glow. Suzuki Kawa frowned, feeling that it was somewhat similar to his special ability.
But he didn't think much about it. The purple eye on his left side changed color instantly, and his complete psychic eye awakened. He raised his hand, and a cluster of light blue flames ignited at the tips of his slender fingers, then broke away from his fingers and floated in the air.
Who do you want to resurrect?
The system was curious. After the previous lesson, it would no longer try to guess Suzuki Kawa's thoughts, as that would be humiliating.
Suzuki Chuan stared at the light blue flame, quickly formed a few seals with his hands, and muttered: "Reincarnation Seal, Rebirth Seal——"
"Joy Seal, Time Seal, Fate Seal, Pain Seal—"
The "immortal body" floated in the air, merged with the light green flame, and then fell onto the tatami.
A light golden light shines brightly.
Resurrection from the dead goes against the laws of nature and world ethics.
But this is the world of superpowers, where everything is possible. A second world where things can be reversed and fate rewritten will all appear.
Suzuki Kawa fixed his eyes, continuously injecting power into his psychic eyes.
All the power used to liberate countless souls that night was stored in the psychic eyes and now it comes in handy.
The system looked at the person lying on the tatami and muttered to itself that he was asking for trouble. The first person Suzuki Kawa resurrected was Douma.
It thought it was Cheng Ji.
However, the resurrection of Shirohime is not far away. The price of Suzuki River's grain has reached a new height. At this rate, the linkage money alone will only take one month to exchange for "immortality".
The power of the psychic eye was perfectly absorbed, and the outline of the "immortal body" was also completed. Suzuki Kawa's hand seals had not stopped yet, and his eyebrows seemed to be frozen.
The system was shocked: [The indoor temperature dropped to below zero...]
Is he worthy of being Douma?
Suzuki Kawa ignored it. After the last seal was completed, a hint of fatigue appeared on his brows. He pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down. He let out a long breath, and the gas turned into white mist visible to the naked eye in the air.
On the tatami, a young man with white oak-colored hair was lying on it. The "Immortal Body" strictly followed the regulations of the main brain and provided the resurrected person with his own clothes after the resurrection. It can be said that the service was quite thoughtful.
It is still necessary to turn on the air conditioner in this season. Suzuki Kawa felt the temperature in the house and found that it was still declining. He got up and opened the window, and the scorching heat outside rushed in.
He stood in front of the window and when he looked up he saw a huge black shadow flying past.
Suzuki Kawa:?
What is that? It looks so familiar.
Immediately afterwards, a sky-blue light streaked across the sky, illuminating almost the entire Yokohama.
Suzuki Kawa:?!
"Hi~ Long time no see--" In front of the window, a head floated down from above, with the iconic white hair and eye mask, and the familiar high school uniform. He was standing upside down, but both his hair and clothes appeared in front of Suzuki Kawa in an anti-Newtonian posture.
Suzuki Kawa took a few steps back: "Why is Gojo-sensei here?"
Gojo Satoru grabbed the window frame and climbed in. Fortunately, the window was big enough, otherwise he would have been stuck before he could get in with his body size.
"Retrieve the finger. I don't know who threw it here. I heard there would be trouble recently, so I told Hui and the others not to come." As he spoke, his six eyes scanned the entire room in an instant.
"Of course, the most important thing is that my psychic eyes moved, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed you were here."
He turned his head towards the tatami, and the six eyes under the eye mask moved slightly.
The strange coldness in the room could not be ignored, and the change in Suzuki Kawa also surprised him, but what surprised him even more was the person who was still sleeping on the tatami.
His clairvoyant eye told him that the soul of the young man on the tatami had long since died.
But now the chest of that body was rising and falling slightly. Although the consciousness was not yet clear, the body's functions were normal, even very good.
"You... are resurrecting a dead person."
Gojo Satoru's voice was hesitant.
Suzuki Chuan looked at his former teacher calmly: "That's right."
"Is he important to you?"
"I need him now."
The blindfold blocked Suzuki Kawa's vision, but it did not prevent Gojo Satoru from looking at this student. He could see that Suzuki Kawa's cursed power was still shallow, and the technique could hardly take shape in his body.
The so-called copy technique, compared to Yuta Otsutsukota, is 100% weaker than the constraints of the technique's original owner, and is somewhat insignificant.
He also did not forget this student's other identity, a psychic who was no weaker than a sorcerer. However, last year, the news that Fushiguro Megumi brought back from Yokohama was that Suzuki Kawa's psychic ability was really not good enough among those psychics.
The psychic eyes are not very aggressive.
He seems to have everything, but his strength is actually not that good.
But during the year of disappearance, those useless or weak skills underwent a major transformation, just like upgrading a game. He finally upgraded a skill to the maximum level, opening up new uses for the skill.
Gojo Satoru felt that his judgment would not be wrong.
But he couldn't figure it out. Even if it was a supernatural power, even if it was psychic power, could it have the function of changing life and death?
In the world of curse arts, there is also the concept of resurrection from the dead, which is to take on a body, such as Sukuna.
But the young man lying behind Suzuki Kawa was truly resurrected from the dead. It was a brand new body that belonged only to him.
Gojo Satoru's thoughts took only a moment. He suddenly pulled down his blindfold, exposing his sky-blue eyes to the cold air. Even at the age of thirty, his face looked as young as a twenty-year-old, and he smiled.
"Now that you've completely tamed those things, it's time to return the other half that I kept with you."
The strongest teacher who was called an unscrupulous teacher by his students smiled, and the blue color in his right eye disappeared in an instant. A blue light flew out of his eye and fell into his right eye in an instant while Suzuki Kawa was shocked.
"Then your six eyes, teacher, are..."
Suzuki Kawa has not forgotten the convenience that the psychic eyes brought to Gojo Satoru.
He frowned, "Then it's okay if I don't use the other half of my eye."
Gojo Satoru raised his finger and shook it. "Alright, alright. Yokohama is very dangerous. As the leader, Ogawa, you need to have more cards up your sleeve. If there's any trouble, call us for help. Although sorcerers never interfere in Yokohama, this is just a mutual aid between teacher and student."
"The right eye contains too much information. Take your time to digest it, Xiaochuan."
The strongest looked at the student who was only half a head shorter than him, with a smile on his lips. He put on his eye patch again, put one hand in his pocket, and said, "The price of growing up is heavy, but you are home now. Tokyo Jujutsu High School will always keep its doors open for you."
Suzuki Kawa's pupils shrank, and he stared blankly at the teacher with his back to the crescent moon.
The white hair was blown by the wind, and the strongest man's shameless look quietly disappeared.
He felt the bone-chilling cold in the room.
The clock points to twelve o'clock, and a new day comes quietly.
Through the blindfold, Gojo Satoru looked at Suzuki Kawa and smiled: "I still have to go to the next mission location. See you next time."
"Teacher Gojo--" Suzuki Kawa's throat seemed to be strangled by a pair of hands, and he could only utter difficult words.
"Next time we meet, please bring a pen and give me your autograph, famous writer."
The white-haired teacher waved his hand, grabbed the window and flipped it out, and his figure disappeared. There were still remnants of the cursed energy in the air, falling down like feathers.
The right eye and the left eye are connected.
What he saw, what he experienced, and what he suffered were transmitted to his right eye.
Liuyan's ability to process information has reached a terrifying level. In just one minute of conversation and thinking, he digested the huge amount of information collected over hundreds of years.
This was the first time Suzuki Kawa met Gojo Satoru after returning to the modern era.
His teacher said,
——Welcome home.
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