Chapter 170 "It has nothing to do with me."

"——Because I am the most powerful curser."

The words were not loud, but they struck my ears like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Two seemingly opposite thoughts, "Is this true or not" and "As expected", surged into Jiang Lai's mind at the same time and intertwined, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Gojo Satoru still looked as casual as before. He had already finished his small cake and stood up swiftly, looking like he was ready to leave.

"...Wait a minute, Wu." Jiang Lai subconsciously called the other party.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, stood still, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Is your curiosity still unsatisfied? Or is there some other task you haven't completed?"

His tone was brisk, but underneath it there was a certain sharpness hidden. The second half of the sentence even had a chilling tone.

All along, Gojo Satoru's patience was basically only given to certain people - students and friends.

His patience with other characters is very limited.

At this moment, perhaps because of his subconscious, Gojo Satoru showed a lot of tolerance towards Jiang Lai, a stranger, but this tolerance was not absolute.

Although Gojo Satoru didn't just leave because it was rare for Jiang Lai to stop by, he also had no intention of staying any longer.

The white-haired man's raised lips perfectly concealed his true emotions, and his gently shaking fingertips revealed that he had little patience.

Jiang Lai had many questions he wanted to ask. He wanted to know why the other party became a curser, when he became a curser, and what would happen to his former friends, juniors, and students after he became a curser.

Questions piled up one after another, Jiang Lai took a breath, and finally asked:

"Since you are the most powerful curser, why do rotten oranges still exist?"

Logically speaking, Gojo Satoru has become the opposing curser. He is not bound by any rules at all and can kill anyone he wants, turning reform into revolution with a drastic measure.

Considering how much Gojo Satoru hates those rotten oranges, he would definitely kill them decisively without any scruples or worries about the consequences - there is no way those high-level rotten oranges in the world of Jujutsu could escape!

However, Gojo Satoru's words just now revealed that the corrupt upper echelons of the world of curse still exist in this world of Zhuang Shengxiaomeng.

This rotten orange is too stubborn, isn't it? He can even survive the hands of the curser Gojo Satoru? Jiang Lai was silent for a moment.

Upon hearing this question, Gojo Satoru uttered a sigh of relief, and his aura was filled with undisguised disgust and depression: "...Those old guys can't die. They come back again after being killed, endlessly."

"Not dying?" Jiang Lai blinked, with some vague guesses in his mind.

"The Regulatory Commission. This thing is not as good as it seems. It has done a lot of shady things behind the scenes. But it is like a cockroach in the corner, dead and alive."

Gojo Satoru's words were a little heavy, mixed with murderous intent that swept across the ground like a storm.

Sure enough! Jiang Lai confirmed his guess in his heart.

No wonder there are still rotten oranges in this world - according to the logic of this world, they are in cahoots with the Regulatory Commission, sharing life with the help of the Sun Totem, thus gaining immortality.

During the moment when Jiang Lai was silent, Gojo Satoru raised his head slightly and smiled again: "Of course, you may not believe what I said - after all, I am a curser~~"

He spoke in a nonchalant tone, looking as if he didn't care at all.

"I believe you." Jiang Lai answered seriously, his brown eyes calm, "I know that the regulator is a wolf in sheep's clothing."

From beginning to end, Jiang Lai responded in a calm and trusting tone. This was his attitude when he was with Gojo Satoru in the past, and he has not changed.

But Gojo Satoru, whose memory is incomplete now, is different from before. He has no memory of Jiang Lai.

The six eyes can help him distinguish true from false, but they can't help him understand the other person. Gojo Satoru doesn't understand why this guy who suddenly appeared has such an attitude towards him.

The white-haired man tilted his head slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he smiled and said, "It's really strange - a top player in the world of spell arts who I have never heard of suddenly appeared, and he looks very familiar to me."

"Are you a secret weapon cultivated by those rotten oranges, or has the world finally gone crazy and created some kind of parallel dimension fusion?"

The last half of the sentence was obviously a joke, but Jiang Lai caught the point in the other person's words.

Jiang Lai paused for a moment, and hesitated briefly whether to tell the truth directly - at present, Gojo Satoru's memories about himself and reality have been blocked, but he still has subconsciousness.

If I tell them the truth and the past directly, can I trigger their blocked memories and break this dreamlike world of Zhuang Shengxiao?

Jiang Lai's fingers, hidden by his wide sleeves, curled up slightly. He calmed down in his heart and finally decided to give it a try.

He spoke slowly, "Indeed... it is somewhat similar to your last guess."

"But it's not a fusion of parallel dimensions, but a fusion of real and fake worlds. You came to handle a mission alone, but you accidentally got caught and entered this illusion world - all these are illusions of the fork in the road."

"We have known each other for a long time," Jiang Lai said. "If we trace back to the past, we can count back to a thousand years ago. Now we live in the modern world a thousand years later, and we are working together to resolve the issue of the Regulatory Commission."

Once the conversation started, it flowed as smoothly as water, Jiang Lai continued.

"In the real world, you are a teacher at Jujutsu High School. You are a person of a somewhat bad character, but you are always reliable at critical moments. Friends and students all believe in you."

"I trust you. We are very good friends. We have known each other since you were a child. We are old friends."

"I'm a little sorry to talk about the past." Jiang Lai lowered his eyelids, "...due to various reasons, we couldn't set a specific time to meet again, and I made you wait for a long time every time."

"Before, you came to me, but this time I'm here to find you." Jiang Lai raised his eyes and said sincerely, "Let's get out of this forked road tower together? There are still many things waiting for us to do outside."

“…”

The air was quiet for a moment. Gojo Satoru's black eye mask covered half of his face, making it impossible to tell what his expression was.

Before the result was revealed, everything was tense. Jiang Lai couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

After a few seconds, the white-haired man suddenly showed an exaggerated look of enlightenment, and tapped the palm of his right hand with his left hand: "Oh, now that you put it that way, I know it!"

Got it? This exaggerated look doesn't seem like he remembered anything.

Jiang Lai didn't say anything.

"So you're not a sociable person," Gojo Satoru said with a smile on his face, "You just have delusions."

“……” As expected! It’s not what I remembered at all.

Jiang Lai sighed in his heart. It seemed that this straightforward statement was not a shortcut to bring back Gojo Satoru's memory.

Although I was prepared, after analyzing my inner feelings, I still felt a little depressed when I saw the other party's calm expression.

——It was like speaking the truth to a stone.

"I was wondering why someone could be so weird, turns out it's just paranoia." Gojo Satoru laughed and waved his hand, "It's a pity that I don't have the intention to play with you any more. To be honest, I've chatted with you long enough today, right? It's rare for a curser like me to have the leisure to accompany someone like this."

"Whether you are truly delusional or have been indoctrinated with something, in short - it has nothing to do with me."

The smile on the white-haired man's face never disappears, and his extremely perfect face always brings people a beautiful visual enjoyment.

But the words were secretly filled with a sense of alienation and indifference, especially when the last tone was restrained, it was like a spear of ice that pierced the bone.

"..." Jiang Lai remained silent.

He quickly gathered his unnecessary emotions and analyzed the situation calmly and rationally.

If the past cannot awaken the other person's consciousness, then how can one pull him out of this if world? Should one break out of this world itself?

This world is the effect of the "Fork in the Road" tower, which is another possibility for the opponent. Even if the tower itself has the intention of magnifying a certain tendency of the opponent, it ultimately comes down to Gojo Satoru's possible inner choice.

After all, this is a "fork in the road" rather than a "wrong road". Becoming a curser does not mean that he has taken the wrong path, but it is just another choice for him - for a certain purpose or for a certain reason.

By the way, what is the situation of Geto Suguru in this world? Is he now a teacher at Jujutsu High School?

But in that case, the world seems to be just a normal reversal of camps, rather than another choice for Gojo Satoru.

Thoughts surged in his mind. Before the other party walked away, Jiang Lai still asked:

"...Where's Jay? And Nitro? Aren't you with them?"

After hearing these words, Gojo Satoru paused again. But at the same time, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

The white-haired man stood firmly in place, with one hand in his trouser pocket and half of his body turned away. His expression became a little cold, and the cursed power that had been restrained was poured out again!

Faced with the sudden increase in the sense of danger, Jiang Lai instinctively mobilized the magical power around him and surrounded him.

"...I told you, I'm just here to eat dessert today, I don't mean to do anything physical." Gojo Satoru's thin lips curved up a little, revealing an expression that wasn't quite a smile, and he sighed helplessly, "Do you really have to break this?"

Jiang Lai was sensitive enough to sense the sharpness of the other party. He knew that his question just now seemed to have touched the other party's sensitive spot...but why?

The air was squeezed by the powerful cursed power of the Six Eyes, and suddenly became heavy, making it difficult to breathe.

Jiang Lai waved his hands to erect a space barrier to resist the cold and heavy pressure like an iceberg - he didn't want to fight with Gojo Satoru, but if a battle was inevitable, he couldn't just admit defeat.

Because if I lose, I might not die, but if I am ejected from this world, I won't be able to lead Gojo out of the Tower of Forked Roads.

Jiang Lai pursed his lips, staring at the other person with deep brown eyes.

The figure standing in front of him was still a friend after all, Jiang Lai couldn't muster too much fighting spirit, so he stood there like a lonely silent pillar.

The store was quiet again.

The next moment, Gojo Satoru broke this static image—but he did not take action. Instead, he gathered the coldness that was like a tide.

"?" Jiang Lai was slightly startled and a little surprised.

According to Gojo Satoru's personality, once someone touches his sensitive spot, he will never let it go so easily. No matter how good his mood is, he will still let down a few explosive moves.

But now, the white-haired man finally did not attack him.

Gojo Satoru turned around and no longer faced Jiang Lai, but just said to himself: "...Forget it."

Faced with the opponent who suddenly withdrew his magical power, Jiang Lai also took the opportunity to remove his space barrier and opened his mouth.

But before he could say anything, the white-haired man in front of him walked straight out of the dessert shop and then used his magical power - not to attack, but to teleport!

Jiang Lai subconsciously moved forward, but the opponent's speed was naturally faster than his, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The deserted dessert shop doorway was filled with the sound of wind chimes.

“……” Jiang Lai stood there, the sunlight shining on the corners of his navy blue kimono.

It's impossible to catch up with him. If Zui Qiang intends to leave, I won't be able to find him - Jiang Lai is not very good at chasing.

He collected his thoughts and thought calmly.

Since chasing after it is useless, why not use this time to collect and understand the situation in this world?

Only by knowing the specific background here can you think of a way to break the deadlock and find a way to take the other party away.

Thinking so, Jiang Lai decided to go to Tokyo Jujutsu High School as his next destination.

——No matter what, we still have to visit this important place.