Chapter 62 I told you not to set a flag
Something is wrong. Absolutely wrong.
Today, Gojo Satoru received a long-distance mission that required him to rush to it. The journey was so far that it would take more than five hours by Shinkansen one way. Therefore, there was no instructor who could immediately come to the rescue for the first-year students of Tokyo Curse High School's exorcism plan. Therefore, Gojo Satoru entrusted Cheng Xiaoyu to help him keep an eye on the students and prevent them from falling into the hands of higher-dimensional creatures.
Cheng Xiaoyu agreed.
This time the driver was an unfamiliar auxiliary inspector. Cheng Xiaoyu felt uneasy from the moment she got in the car.
Out of caution, Cheng Xiaoyu carefully examined the auxiliary inspector's forehead - smooth and flawless, and then "saw" his brain through the shadows - healthy and active, without any teeth.
She then checked the auxiliary inspector's credentials on the pretext of "preventing human traffickers from disguising themselves as someone else to defeat the human trafficking" and confirmed that it was indeed him and no one had impersonated him.
If the problem does not lie with the assistant inspector, then it can only be a problem with this mission.
Cheng Xiaoyu: "I suddenly remembered that I don't have a teaching certificate. How about this curse spirit wait for Gojo Satoru to come back and then take you there?"
The assistant inspector had long heard of the Phantom Queen's reputation for giving even the most difficult Gojo Satoru a headache. Coupled with Cheng Xiaoyu's previous actions, he felt immense pressure, breaking out in a cold sweat. He replied tremblingly, "I'm deeply sorry, but I don't have the authority to cancel or postpone this mission..."
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't want to embarrass the worker, so she slowed down her tone. "I didn't ask you to cancel. I meant that you could just go around and leave after you get there. Then you can say that the mission failed, or that I got rid of the cursed spirit. How about that? That way you can do less work, and everyone will be happy."
The assistant inspector nearly burst into tears after hearing this: "We have a mission recorder... When the video is uploaded, I will definitely be held accountable..."
Cheng Xiaoyu was speechless. The world of curses had indeed kept pace with the times when it came to urging workers to do their work.
Forget it, I'll just sneak in when the auxiliary inspector isn't paying attention.
The location of this mission is a regular purification at a crematorium. Irrelevant personnel have been dismissed and vacated. The only living people in the huge crematorium are Megumi Fushiguro, Nobara Kugisaki, and Yuji Itadori who are carrying out the mission.
Cheng Xiaoyu asked the assistant inspector who was setting up the tent, "Are you sure the cursed spirit inside is only at level two? This place is visibly dangerous."
Auxiliary Inspector: "We regularly send personnel to exorcise cursed spirits in key areas like crematoriums to prevent the appearance of special cursed spirits. Therefore, the assessment of these key areas is less prone to errors and is safer."
Cheng Xiaoyu used her shadow to explore the entire crematorium. It was just as the assistant inspector said. Although the crematorium looked dangerous, it was filled with level three and level four food delivery curse spirits, making it a perfect place for first-year students to practice.
But the first-year students didn't understand what Cheng Xiaoyu was worried about. The auxiliary inspector just put down the tent and walked into it.
Before entering the tent, Nobara Kugisaki placed the hammer on her shoulder cheerfully: "Don't worry, although we are not as strong as you and Gojo-sensei, we have Nobara Kugisaki here, so we will win."
......I became even more worried when you said the last three words!
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't wait for the assistant inspector to look away, and directly activated the snake spell to become invisible and was about to follow in, but the hair that had been inserted into the [tent] came out again from the [tent] next to her.
This is a serious matter.
Cheng Xiaoyu's face was as gloomy as water after the invisibility effect was lifted.
The [tent] itself is an isolation shield, and this kind of spatial displacement and distortion is not something the [tent] should be able to do.
"Megumi! Yuji Itadori! Nobara Kugisaki!"
After calling out to no avail, Cheng Xiaoyu grabbed the hand of the auxiliary inspector next to her, broke off the car's rearview mirror, and smashed it against the [tent]: "What kind of [tent] are you opening? See if you can get in!"
"I only set it up to block ordinary people's [accounts]. This is not... this is not how [an account] should be."
The assistant inspector saw the rearview mirror thrown in fly out from another place, and spoke tremblingly, but the hand behind his back flashed with a sharp edge and pierced Cheng Xiaoyu's right eye.
The woman in front of him didn't move, but the sharp blade stopped steadily in front of her scarlet pupils, unable to get any closer.
The pain of a broken wrist was felt even faster than the weightlessness of having one's soul forcibly extracted. The curser, intent on a sneak attack, saw the demon's face for a moment, a transparent barrier between them. Then, the discomfort of having one's soul forcibly separated and spread out was palpable, like a bug on a glass slide being manipulated and observed.
Soul-searching spell.
After discovering that the assistant inspector had bad intentions, Cheng Xiaoyu didn't bother to talk to him anymore. She simply forcibly extracted his soul and put it into the crystal ball to find out what she wanted to know.
When the woman with sutures on her forehead appeared in the memory in the crystal ball, Cheng Xiaoyu was not surprised at all, but rather a little excited.
Finally, she finally caught the trace of the thing that should be put into the sesame oil hot pot!
Cheng Xiaoyu threw the curse master's body, which had turned into meat paste at the wrist, to the ground and continued to flip through the memories churning in the crystal ball.
This curse master did not forge the position of assistant inspector, but applied for the position of assistant inspector in a serious manner, so his credentials were all correct.
With the infiltration of high-dimensional creature No. 1 and Brain Flower into the upper echelons of the magic world, he took on the escort of this mission very smoothly, and got the strange cursed object that could open this strange [tent] and hide from the detection of Cheng Xiaoyu's shadow.
The latter two were undoubtedly the work of the high-dimensional creature No. 1. He used the same method he used to cover up the traces of Naohua and others to fool Cheng Xiaoyu's perception again. Just like last time with Qiubi, he used the small self-propelled transmitting station of the local biological curse master to cover up the extremely tiny abnormal space-time frequency of these two little things that were already covered with a layer of perception-blocking, and avoided the radar of No. 233.
The most infuriating thing was that when Cheng Xiaoyu continued to dig into the curse master's mind, she discovered that this guy actually knew nothing! He had no idea what the management of the crematorium had arranged, and he had never even seen any other companions besides Brain Flower. The reason he ran over was even more outrageous: he actually wanted to kill Cheng Xiaoyu.
The reason was that he felt a little bored after killing too many humans. Naohua came to him and said that Cheng Xiaoyu was a creature from the outside world that was neither human nor cursed spirit, and the feeling of killing her must be something he had never experienced before. However, this "precious creature" was being protected by the high-ranking official, and if they wanted to see her, they had to join their plan.
The curse master was eager to try it out the moment he heard that Cheng Xiaoyu was a non-human, and agreed to Naohua's arrangement without hesitation.
Then he passed away, and the only valuable thing in the entire memory was the appearance of Naohua's vest.
Cheng Xiaoyu: ...
No. 233:......
There are many things I want to complain about, but I no longer have the energy.
It's like a telescope seller who receives a negative review from a customer who complains, "I can't see anything with your telescope." After a return or exchange, it turns out the telescope is fine; the customer left the cover on. But then the customer complains the problem persists, and after another return or exchange, it turns out the telescope is still fine; the customer was looking outdoors at night. Then, after removing the cover during the day, the customer angrily claims they still can't see anything. Finally, it turns out the customer had their eyes closed the entire time using the telescope.
When something you encounter becomes ridiculous to a certain extent, no matter whether you are human or not, you will lose the energy to be angry.
No. 233: [Xiaoyu, you can't eat this soul. You've just recovered, so don't eat junk food. I'm afraid you'll drool if you eat it.]
[...Get lost! My taste isn't that strong!]
Cheng Xiaoyu suspended the crystal ball containing the soul in the air, pulled off the only remaining rearview mirror of the car, and cast the same air magic spell that had been used to seal the mirror god - the magic spell that could seal living things into the mirror to preserve them. He then wrapped the packaged local specialty mirror in a sealing prop to prevent it from being bumped, and then put it into the shadow.
[In this case, if I shred it and use it as raw material, there's no guarantee the finished product won't be mouth-watering. But killing it would be wasteful and unhealthy. I plan to pack up its soul and body and send them to Mono.]
No. 233: [Not Mono's style, right? I remember him being more of a melancholic soul.]
Cheng Xiaoyu: [He's using this as a puppet for fun. Since he's not working on the front lines anymore, he rarely has the opportunity to replenish his puppet staff. This thing is useless to me, but not to Mono. Look how well it fits the criteria for a puppet staff. Its desires are so twisted and powerful that they can ignore its own intelligence. And it absolutely deserves to die.]
No. 233 sent a thumbs-up emoji: [You really are the ancient Greek god of waste recycling.]
After packing up the local specialties to give to her good colleague, Cheng Xiaoyu made a call using the mobile phone that Gojo Satoru had donated to her for contact. When the call didn't go through, she sent a text message to inform Gojo Satoru that his student was eventually taken away by a higher-dimensional creature.
Gojo Satoru, who was on a business trip in Fukuoka, replied almost instantly: [? ]
Gojo Satoru: [I'll be done soon.]
Gojo Satoru: [I've got it done. Pick me up. My coordinates are...]
When Gojo Satoru emerged from the shadows, his face was so dark that Cheng Xiaoyu thought the shadow had stuck to him. Cheng Xiaoyu pointed to a dark barrier not far away and used her hair to demonstrate the spatial dislocation of the barrier to Gojo Satoru: "The auxiliary inspector is a curse master in disguise. He built this thing that looks like a [tent] but is not a [tent] to prevent me from getting in."
Gojo Satoru pressed his hand against the barrier, but it was violently repelled a few inches after entering. "To me, this is a [Tension], a kind of curse adapted from the [Tension]. Judging by the different degrees of rejection it has for both of us, I'm guessing it's targeting those people or things with those wavelengths from the other world you mentioned."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "I knew something was wrong the moment they stepped in here, but I couldn't call out to them. One-way shield?"
Gojo Satoru: "It's possible that even your voice has been blocked... Tsk, where's that curse master? I need to ask him."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "I just extracted his soul and checked it. I confirmed that he is a 24K pure idiot who came here to hunt me. The only clue he can provide is that there is a suture on his forehead."
Gojo Satoru: "...Will they die?"
"Probably not. If you just want to kill them, there's no need to go to such great lengths, but you'll inevitably suffer a little." Cheng Xiaoyu waved her hand and floated the crystal ball containing the soul in front of Gojo Satoru. She showed him the key points in the cannon fodder curse master's memory of this incident, giving him something to distract himself from his anxiety. "See if there's any clue here?"
Gojo Satoru saw that the man with sutures on his forehead could make the cannon fodder curse master willingly work for him with just three words. He just couldn't help but follow Cheng Xiaoyu in cursing him as an idiot when his cell phone rang.
The special warehouse of Tokyo High School was robbed and all the guards were killed. Several [Sukuna Fingers] and the special cursed item [Nine Phase Diagram] kept by the Neon Curse World were all missing. The management asked Gojo Satoru to complete the task and return quickly.
Gojo Satoru said he received it and hung up the phone. He took a deep breath and said to Cheng Xiaoyu, "Can you lend me your mouth for five minutes to curse?"
His limited vocabulary of curse words was no longer enough to vent the anger in his heart!
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