Chapter 42 (Exclusive to Jinjiang Literature City)
Hao Asakura, an old monster who has lived for countless years, considers himself to be knowledgeable and experienced, but the current state of Japan has still opened his eyes.
"Magicians, sorcerers, sorcerers, supernatural beings, cursed spirits, monsters..." His twin brother, Yoh Asakura, couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at the chaotic scene on the Japanese islands. "It's a miracle that Japan hasn't been blown up yet."
As one of the most powerful people in the world, Hao Asakura and Yoh Asakura naturally knew about the situation of world merging. They had also thought about what kind of impact the merging of different worlds would bring, but the current chaos still exceeded their imagination.
Hao Asakura carefully sensed the barrier surrounding the Japanese islands, and after a long while, he slowly exhaled: "What a monster."
"Hmm?" Yoh Asakura asked, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"The person who set up the barrier is also from another world," Hao Asakura said. "And their strength is terrifying."
"Since they are willing to protect Japan, it proves that they have no ill intentions, which is a good thing for us." The naturally optimistic Yoh Asakura said with a smile, "Speaking of which, I am also very curious about what the other world is like. It must be very interesting."
Hao Asakura didn't say anything about his younger brother's naive optimism, but silently raised the threat level of the person who set up the barrier.
Visitors from another world—who knows what their motives are?
At the same time, outside the Spellcasting Academy in Tokyo.
The girl from Punklord looked at the cursed spirit in front of her with disgust: "It's so ugly, it's practically mental pollution, isn't it? I want to wash my eyes."
Accompanying the girl was a tall, thin man with black hair. The man held a photograph in his bandaged hand. The sky in the photograph was blue and the clouds were white, giving it a serene and peaceful appearance. However, in reality, a group of extremely ugly things were floating in the sky, completely blocking out the blue sky and white clouds. It made people want to call the police and say that someone was committing fraud.
"Uncle, are you sure that lion cat in Luofu isn't playing a trick on you?" Silver Wolf asked. "This doesn't look like the resort he described."
Who would be so kind as to vacation in a place like this?
“…Jingyuan isn’t that bored,” Ren said.
Although Jing Yuan had teased him before, those were all hundreds of years ago. As he grew older, the once playful person had become the steady and reliable General Luo Fu (former). He wouldn't be so childish... right?
Blade suddenly felt a little uncertain.
Just as Blade and Silver Wolf were about to cleanse their tainted eyes, Kagemoto was sitting with Gojo Satoru, drinking tea and petting a cat.
“I had a dream.” Gojo Satoru put his small round sunglasses on Mimi’s little head and said without looking up, “I dreamed that you didn’t come into this world, and you didn’t help me eliminate Ryouso and thwart his conspiracy.”
He looked down at the cat, and the cat looked up at him, so his face was reflected in his sunglasses.
The face was expressionless, as if it were talking about something that had happened to someone else.
"I was later killed by Ryomen Sukuna, my students used my body as a Gundam, and..."
They even called me a monster.
He didn't say the last sentence, because no one would feel happy to know that the students they had been protecting so carefully thought so much about them.
"Don't worry, I've already confirmed with Fu Qing that Ryoumen Sukuna is doing well in the Youju Prison." Jing Yuan showed Wujiao Wu the reply Fu Xuan had given him and said, "That kind of future won't happen."
"Hmm... I thought you were going to tell me that dreams are always the opposite of reality," Gojo Satoru said, somewhat surprised.
Jingyuan said, "If it really was just a dream, you wouldn't be so sad."
"Am I sad?" Gojo Satoru touched his face in confusion.
There were no tears, so how did Jingyuan know he was sad? He was just feeling a little down.
"Besides, why should I be sad about something that hasn't actually happened yet?"
"Humans can be sad because the fruit they eat has gone bad, or because of bad weather. Why can't you be sad because you've glimpsed a terrible future?" Jingyuan said. "Even if you have a bad dream, you have the right to be sad."
Meeting those golden eyes, Gojo Satoru was speechless.
He wasn't the sentimental type. Even when his mood was affected by that terrible future, he would only feel unhappy and a little down. But when he saw Jingyuan's gentle eyes, he suddenly felt wronged.
Like a wanderer who has been away from home finally returning, Gojo Satoru said, "I wasn't really sad at first."
Jing Yuan laughed and said, "It's my fault."
Gojo Satoru sniffed: "It's none of your business."
This whole thing had nothing to do with Jing Yuan; in fact, Jing Yuan helped him a lot.
"I don't want to get involved in the affairs of the sorcery world anymore."
"good."
"May all rotten oranges die!"
"good."
“They don’t care about the students anymore.”
"good."
"If the children are not taught, it is the father's fault. I'm going to beat up their fathers; they're all rotten oranges anyway."
"good."
No matter what Gojo Satoru said, Kagemoto would softly agree.
He's always been a master at coaxing children, even if the child is already 1.9 meters tall, just like him.
"Kagemoto," Gojo Satoru looked directly into his eyes and asked, "Am I a failure?"
This question is not difficult to answer.
“No,” Jingyuan said, “you have done the best you could.”
By the time Blade and Silver Wolf finally found Jingyuan, Gojo Satoru had calmed down and was lying on Jingyuan's lap eating popcorn, while Mimi was obediently lying on his chest with Gojo Satoru's sunglasses perched on her head.
"Who is this person?" Blade's eyes swept back and forth between Gojo Satoru and Kagemoto several times. "Your son?"
Jing Yuan: "..."
Gojo Satoru: "..."
"It does look quite like one." Silver Wolf whistled. "It gives off a family of three vibe."
As she spoke, she took out her phone and snapped a picture of the two people and the cat, and also updated her WeChat Moments.
The first comment on my WeChat Moments was from Kafka: Nice sunglasses.
The woman's attention was entirely focused on Mimi's sunglasses, but Sam was different. She noticed that Silver Wolf's location was in an unfamiliar galaxy: How did he end up there?
Silver Wolf replied: Help Uncle Blade catch the cat.
As the two exchanged questions, Ren sat down next to Jingyuan, and Mimi curiously sniffed around Ren.
"What is this cat?" Ren tore off the bandage on his hand, teasing Mimi with the bandage while asking Jing Yuan, "A machine made by the Immortal Ship?"
“No, it’s a local specialty.” Jing Yuan explained the cursed remains to him, and then said, “Do you want one? If so, I’ll ask Mr. Night Moth to make one for you.”
"No," Blade refused. "Cats are annoying."
Especially this smiling one in front of him, which not only made a mess of his workspace but also shed fur.
Thinking of this, Ren glared at Jing Yuan, leaving Jing Yuan somewhat bewildered.
"What's this cat's name?" Blade lifted Mimi by the scruff of her neck, bringing her into his line of sight.
"Call me Mimi," Jingyuan said. "Be gentle."
"Even Cursed Corpse feels pain?" Blade chuckled, but still put Mimi down. "The name you gave her is still so awful."
“You know I’ve never been good at naming things.” Jing Yuan reached out and scratched Mimi’s chin, and Mimi let out a comfortable purr.
The intimate interaction between the two made Gojo Satoru feel that he shouldn't be here, but should be under the car.
He sat up and silently observed the two people who also came from another world.
"Are your eyes natural?" The petite girl walked up to him, staring at his eyes with interest. "They look quite pretty."
“It’s innate,” Gojo Satoru replied, handing over the popcorn he was holding.
Silver Wolf didn't stand on ceremony and grabbed a handful to eat: "The monsters here are really ugly."
“After all, cursed spirits are born from human negative emotions, so it’s hard for them to become beautiful.” Gojo Satoru shifted his position, indicating that the other person could sit down. “You’re here to see Kagemoto?”
“Yes,” Silver Wolf said, “There are no interstellar routes on your planet. If Jing Yuan hadn’t sent us the coordinates, we really wouldn’t have been able to find it easily.”
"What's the outside world like?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously, staring intently at Silver Wolf with his big eyes.
Being looked at by such eyes, it's hard to say no, and the other party isn't asking about any secrets, so Silver Wolf doesn't mind telling him about the outside world.
Jingyuan and Ren were talking quietly about what was happening in this world, while Mimi nestled quietly between them, swishing her tail contentedly.
Its tail is fluffy and feels nice to the touch; even with its blade, it's hard not to pet it.
"So when are you planning to go back?" Blade said. "Don't tell me you're addicted to cleaning up messes."
You know you left behind a mess.
Jing Yuan glanced at him with that look, then said, "Wait for Fu Qing and the others to arrive before we leave."
Putting everything else aside, just the fact that Taoism can help them alleviate their demonic possession means that the Immortal Ship will absolutely not abandon this world.
"Here, take this." Jing Yuan handed a small wooden box to Ren. "It might help alleviate your demonic possession."
Ren looked at the wooden box in his hand, remained silent for a long time, and then said, "You don't need to do anything unnecessary. This thing is useless to me."
“We’ll have to try to find out,” Jingyuan said. “Don’t always be so pessimistic. I still prefer the spirited and confident you used to be.”
Ren didn't speak, only looking at Jing Yuan with his dark eyes.
Jing Yuan was very familiar with that look and knew what the other person wanted to say, but so what?
He is no longer the Divine Strategy General of Luofu; he is simply a traveler who enjoys wandering around, so...
“If you don’t accept it, I’ll have to give it to Kafka,” Jingyuan said. “I’m sure she’ll be happy that I’m helping her lighten her workload.”
Blade: "Huh???"
"When did you become so familiar with Kafka?" Blade felt like he had missed some important plot developments.
How come he doesn't remember these two ever having any interaction?
Jing Yuan was amused by his bewildered expression, so he patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Don't overthink it, we just had drinks together."
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