Chapter 55: One Punch and a Fly
The person who received the greatest impact in this incident was not the top leaders of the curse world who had already been doomed to a tragic future, but Yuji Itadori.
Although Yuji Itadori is young, he lost both his parents when he was young, and his grandfather who raised him was seriously ill and even died on the day he swallowed Sukuna's finger. Therefore, he actually has a high emotional intelligence, so he is keenly aware that he seems to have just escaped from the tiger's mouth and fallen into the wolf's den.
Grandpa, my teacher seems to be rebelling!
I've only been enrolled for less than 24 hours, is this really something I can listen to?
Caught off guard by something he shouldn't have, Yuji Itadori wanted nothing more than to flee the scene. Inwardly, he prayed to the heavens above that Ryomen Sukuna wouldn't interrupt him again. He raised his hand and said, "Um, I haven't packed my luggage yet. Can I..."
Megumi Fushiguro also wanted to leave the scene. Without waiting for Gojo Satoru to nod, she dragged Yuji Itadori away and said, "I'll take Itadori to his dormitory to discuss the layout, and then I'll take him to familiarize himself with the campus."
"Young people are so full of energy, aren't they?" Gojo Satoru whispered as Megumi Fushiguro and Yuji Itadori disappeared into the corridor. "Youth is so fleeting and so precious. Those who take it away from them are truly unforgivable."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Just ask directly if you want to ask anything. You wouldn't be so roundabout ten years ago."
"Really?... Yeah, I'm a boring adult after all." Gojo Satoru, now 28, deftly put up the anti-eavesdropping and prying screen he'd always forgotten to put up when he was 17, then continued the conversation. "Haibara said you saw Jie. How's he doing?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "As long as he doesn't leave Beihua Town and abides by the rules there, he'll be fine."
Gojo Satoru: "That's good. Although your subordinates may look just as dishonest as you, they're still quite reliable when it comes to crucial matters. But where have you been for the past ten years? How did you end up in Beika Town? I remember your subordinates saying that both you and them were blacklisted by Beika Town's Ekoda."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "I found a loophole. I escaped to the current timeline through the space-time turbulence and directly used the shadow channel to forcefully airdrop myself into Beika Town. I won't be blacklisted anymore."
Gojo Satoru: "So you came here directly from ten years ago? That's really cheating! You stood us up for ten whole years!"
The group of dark killers kept Cheng Xiaoyu's whereabouts a secret, and usually transformed themselves into ordinary people and lived ordinary lives.
Among them, the one who looked the most naive, named Lasu, even went to the university to attend physics lectures, studied on his own and obtained a bachelor's degree from a certain university, and is currently studying for a master's degree.
Gojo Satoru once asked Rasu if he was considering a new job, but he replied, "I just think the process of obtaining a degree is a lot like collecting cards and accumulating achievements. I haven't even collected a degree in this field yet."
Lasu felt quite sorry about this. The time was a bit tight this time. At most he could get a master's degree in his spare time, but he could not get a doctorate.
Gojo Satoru: "If they hadn't had people constantly active around Ekoda in Beika Town, and if they hadn't occasionally taken the initiative to communicate with us about higher-dimensional beings, I would have thought you were dead and they had disbanded and retired."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "It's normal for people to have hobbies outside of work. As long as they can complete their work normally, that's enough."
Fortunately, Beihua Town also blocked Ah Fu from entering. Otherwise, Cheng Xiaoyu would have suspected, no, definitely suspected, that Ah Fu, the martial arts fanatic, would definitely go to Beihua Town's karate gym to challenge them for a duel!
Under the setting sun, Black Tiger Afu and Beika Superman Kyogoku Shin engaged in a fistfight, tearing down walls and breaking trees with such exhilarating force that they soared into the sky and into the earth. The tearful cries of the master of the demolished Taoist temple overlapped with the accusations of the second high-dimensional creature:
"Stop fighting, please stop fighting! If you want to fight, go somewhere else (on the next door set)!"
......The picture was so beautiful that Cheng Xiaoyu didn't dare to think about it anymore.
Gojo Satoru: "If I'm not mistaken, this eleven-year-long tug-of-war with the higher-dimensional beings is almost over, right?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "If nothing unexpected happens."
"It's a critical moment..."
Gojo Satoru let out a long breath, took off his sunglasses, and his pale blue [Six Eyes] took in every subtle move of Cheng Xiaoyu.
"I've been getting more and more missions lately, many of which involve going abroad. The higher-ups have been urging Jie to come back immediately. It was strange that I suddenly wanted to buy dessert the day the mission was handed to Hui."
"Displace me, kill Jie... Let me guess, will the protagonist of the next 'script' of that high-dimensional creature number one be between Hui and Yuji, and will it have to use the death of Jie and me to achieve the 'ending' that He wants to see?"
Cheng Xiaoyu just showed the tendency to nod when the rotating electric light above her head suddenly made a sharp explosion sound. Countless pieces of glass pierced Cheng Xiaoyu's head like sharp arrows, but were stopped in mid-air by [No Bottom Line].
Because of the reflection of the lens, the gem-like eyes glowed a cold blue in the dim room.
Gojo Satoru already knew the answer.
"It's really rude to interrupt someone." With a wave of his hand, he nailed the sharp glass shards into the wall, revealing a rare look of disgust. "Even if I set up a screen, they can still hear and interfere, and even affect other people's minds... It's really hard to guard against."
A high-dimensional creature that can easily sense the distortion of space and reverse time and space with its mind...an almost omnipotent and omniscient existence. This is the high-dimensional creature that Gojo Satoru recognizes.
The ghost once described them as "gods," but then said, "That's just a way of explaining it for your convenience. The definition of higher-dimensional life is just as broad as that of carbon-based life. They don't have a proper organization like the local gods. Besides, your world doesn't even have an organization of gods. Trust science."
Born with [Six Eyes] and [No Limits], Gojo Satoru has been described as "Son of God" and "Favored by God" by people around him many times since he was born.
After hearing this so many times, Gojo Satoru felt that these comments were "as they should be" even though he did not believe in gods.
If the non-existent "God" had given him the talent, birth, status and wealth that were beyond his reach, then he should naturally be the "God's favorite."
Even if it cannot be said that he is the most favored or the most loved, at least the "God" definitely loves him more than most ordinary people.
Teenagers are the age of middle school. When the teenage Gojo Satoru heard that there was a god-like existence watching over him, and even that the reversal technique that caused him to be stabbed to the point of near-death during the Astral Plasma Incident was the work of God, he naturally thought, "As expected, I am favored by God."
Of course, Gojo Satoru is not a masochist, but this does not affect his hatred of being monitored and controlled all the time. Gojo Satoru has understood the truth that "love is the heaviest curse" since he was a child.
What's more, that was a liking based on "personal property", and Gojo Satoru was not someone's property.
As he grew older and gained more social experience, Gojo Satoru noticed something was wrong.
For example, if Gojo Satoru is compared to a luxuriously made, gorgeously decorated, and sharp-bladed knife, if it is not sold, it can be used as a decoration, in actual combat, or in rituals and sacrifices... all of which are considered normal and reasonable "liking" it.
But using this knife to tighten screws for ten years is too wrong! Even if the knife doesn't break, it's still wrong!
Gojo Satoru: "Could this high-dimensional being number one be a bit of a psychopath?"
Cheng Xiaoyu thought of the second high-dimensional creature's fierce evaluation of this fellow creature: "I can't rule out this possibility."
"Hiss—" Gojo Satoru rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. "Do you think if I randomly blow up a few hills, could I cause this guy some trouble, or even just send him away?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Not to mention that expelling higher-dimensional beings requires special methods, higher-dimensional being number one doesn't necessarily take the form of a mountain. Conspicuous examples include a stick figure floating triangle with one eye and a top hat, a giant pink salamander, a slender but enormous blue humanoid flame, a humanoid composed entirely of black matter like a cosmic nebula, and so on. Less conspicuous ones could even be an ordinary mountain, a cup of milk tea... Even if you can find a way to break through the lower dimensions, you too can be a higher-dimensional being."
If Cheng Xiaoyu could directly find the true body of the No. 1 high-level creature, he would have left work long ago. Why would he go through so much trouble to lure him out?
Gojo Satoru was silent for a long time, then asked, "Will I win?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "...I suggest you stop asking similar questions. If someone asks you this, don't answer, especially if the answer is yes. In this special period, this thing is more deadly than 'If I can come back alive, I will marry you'."
Once you say "I will win", the death tag is inevitable!
Gojo Satoru: "...I already said it."
When Yuji Itadori was brought out of the confinement room, he was asked, "Teacher, can you win if you fight Sukuna?" He smiled and said, "I will win."
Cheng Xiaoyu: “…”
Gojo Satoru: "..."
Cheng Xiaoyu considered her words carefully. "Look at it this way, you still have time to choose a coffin for yourself. Since we're destined to be together, I can make you a coffin with a screw-top made of flowing hemp that will last a thousand years. I can also make you a full-color tombstone with no color difference and a non-fading finish, and I can even coat it with a film. There's also a special button inside the coffin for digging and opening the coffin, along with compressed oxygen, to prevent you from having to dig yourself out and running out of oxygen after resurrecting. Everyone who's used it says it's good."
Gojo Satoru: "Please put your thoughtfulness somewhere else. And how could someone actually leave a review after using this thing? Was the buyer a vampire or a zombie?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "It's not just the dead who buy coffins to sleep in. Don't discriminate against living customers!"
Gojo Satoru: "A living person sleeping in a coffin?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "A coffin is nothing more than a smaller capsule hotel or a larger sleeping bag. They're both sleepable, so it doesn't matter where you sleep. I really suggest you get a storage device and put the coffin inside. When you're out working, the coffin will not only keep you out of the wind and rain, but it's also fireproof, moistureproof, hack-proof, explosion-proof, and theft-proof. It's warm and private, so you can keep it anywhere. If you need to breathe, why not leave a vent inside? It can also prevent you from suffocating yourself."
Gojo Satoru: "...The vents are blocked?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Lift the lid and stand up. If you can't crush the higher-dimensional creature, can you also crush the guy blocking your air vent?"
I have to say...I am indeed a little moved.
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