Comedy Artist

Xia Yujie is still carefully savoring the changes brought about by the candy - Hefeng Zaoche needs to explore the differences on his own, and he vaguely feels that he can guess the direction of the changes.

Perhaps the method of taming cursed spirits has also changed...

"Hahaha, that does make sense. This really does look a lot like an Onmyoji."

Hearing a burst of crazy discussions from behind, veins popped out on Geto's forehead, but he ignored these childish classmates.

How does Onmyoji subdue monsters? No, they can't just be led away like that. It seems that they also fight with the monsters, weaken them, and then use...

"Hurry up and obey the command!"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Very impressive! Last time I saw a comic about Onmyoji, the protagonist was like this..."

The technique is still his, there is no reason why it cannot be used just because the form has been changed temporarily. Moreover, according to what Fuhaya said, Kagawa Katsuhiro guessed that the so-called optimization in form refers to modifying a certain characteristic while keeping the power of the technique unchanged...

"Well, come to think of it, would it be more appropriate to prepare a stack of talismans?"

"No...it doesn't have to be that precise."

Xia Yujie stopped.

"I'm talking to you three." He spoke word by word, as if he was ready to roll up his sleeves and fight.

Ieiri Naoko moved back quietly.

Gojo Satoru stood still, his eyes shifting towards Kazehaitetsu, trying to divert the disaster away.

"Ahem, after all, subduing cursed spirits is still a very important part of your technique, but there are no cursed spirits to practice with in this deep forest, so why don't we stop here for now." Feng Zaoche found an excuse that seemed fine at first glance but was actually a complete failure.

In the end, he himself also deeply felt the paleness and powerlessness of this sentence, and simply suggested: "Why don't we go back..."

"Wait a moment." Gojo Satoru made a stop gesture. He had been squatting near the circular pit he had just dug, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yujie glanced over.

"The depth of the hole." Gojo Satoru took out his cell phone from his jacket pocket and turned on the flashlight. "I don't think I was able to get this deep when I used 'He' before."

It's not that deep, but it's basically like a bulldozer flattening the entire surface of the ground...

"Oh, it was something that Kazehaya came up with that confined the cursed energy within a limited range." Kagome Kei quickly came to the conclusion.

As long as you have seen the scene just now, the principle behind it is not difficult to understand.

"Kazehaya." Gojo Satoru suddenly shouted.

"What?" Feng Zaoche hadn't reacted yet when he saw him appear behind him and hook his arm around his shoulder like a good brother.

"Will the usage limit of this colored ball vary depending on the user? I am also a sorcerer, right?" Gojo Satoru said.

He seemed to fall naturally into a state of "research".

Feng Zaoche had not yet tried this possibility. He spread out his hands and raised them, meaning please help yourself.

Gojo Satoru began to try to inject magical power upwards, and slowly, the colored ball began to move again.

It seems that the limit on the number of uses is aimed at the user. When a new user is used, the number of uses will be refreshed as well. Feng Zaoche secretly noted this point, and saw that the colorful ball was in the air again, and it even presented a completely different appearance from when he just used it.

He remembered that the lights in this kind of bar usually rotated, but the speed of rotation should not be... well, if it rushed into a building now, it would probably be quite destructive and knock a big hole in it.

"Reverse the technique..."

"Heh."

A hurricane passed by, then shrank and dissipated invisibly, concentrating its strength in the direction designated by its master and delivering a fatal blow.

"Wow." Gojo Satoru leaned over to take a look with great interest. The gap created this time was even more... exquisite than the previous one.

Compared to the round hole made on the first attempt, it looks similar at first glance, but there are actually differences.

It's like having two identical sweaters, one is pristine and the other has pills on it.

"Because it's the operator himself, the use of this item is more precise." Ieiri Shoko summarized casually.

It was a rare occasion that Feng Zaoche did not respond immediately. In his mind, 920 was responsible for explanation and communication.

The props redeemed by the system will automatically be filled with energy when used by the host. If other people use the props, they will need to recharge themselves. The cursed power provided by Gojomono is obviously strong enough to make the props appear to be in a 120% state.

He originally just wanted to use it for a small experiment, but he didn't consider its compatibility with Gojo Satoru.

"I said you guys were missing, and it turns out you ran to this place." Ye Mengzhengdao appeared behind Feng Zaoche and stung him so hard that he was startled.

"Gojo, are you trying out some new moves?" Although he was going to give him a hard time, he saw that the students were working hard to become stronger, so he didn't have much to say. Just when he was about to call him over, he saw Gojo Satoru trying to inject magic power into the colored ball again. This time, the colored ball actually flew into the air...

A burst of explosive disco-style music started playing, and people couldn't help but dance along and sway their heads.

The colorful ball began to rotate without caring about Gojo Satoru's life or death, and the colorful light swirled and hit the ground, emitting completely different colors.

There was dead silence.

If Feng Zaoche wanted to paint this scene, he would first give himself a "shaking like chaff" special effect, and then run away with the most unrestrained back view. But now, he provided the props, and he was the one who took the lead in coming up with this method, so he still has to get the lesson he deserves.

He stepped forward obediently and explained everything that needed to be explained, and obviously noticed that Teacher Ye Moth's expression had eased a lot.

"Really? So this is something made by your magic. In that case, let's go first... Wu, Jie, come with me. I have something to tell you." Ye Mo Zhengdao waved his hand.

The connection between the two was so smooth that if you didn't know, you would think they were going to discuss how to silence him the next second.

After cleaning up the mess, Gojo Satoru and Kasugano Kei, who were called over, slowly wandered back.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zaoche asked.

"Nothing, just a mission." Gojo Satoru took out a small stack of things, "It's said that there will be a show later... something, we need to sneak into the audience and find the cursed spirits that may be hiding inside."

"Because there will definitely be a lot of servants, Teacher Ye Mo said that he has prepared several tickets for us with different seats so that we can pretend to be audience members going to watch the performance." Xia Yujie shook a few tickets given by Ye Mo.

Kazehayato: “Uh…”

Why does this look familiar?

He took out the ticket that was given to him at the dessert shop from his pocket and compared it with the one in Geto's hand. They were exactly the same, even the seat numbers were not far apart.

After explaining the origin of the ticket, Lian Jiaru Glass couldn't help but sigh at the coincidence: "It's such a coincidence, it seems that you can't justify not going this time."

"I don't mind. I wasn't the one who was personally entrusted with the task." Feng Hayato was originally not very interested in this performance.

He really doesn't have many other hobbies. If I have to say, drawing comics is his hobby.

You can watch the show or not, now that you have a reason to go along, why not go and watch it together?

Wait until next week.

According to the intelligence, with the speed at which the cursed spirits are hatching in this area, they will be able to break out when the performance is almost over. Before that, they must sneak in quietly in the relatively dark and noisy atmosphere.

The first thing served to the audience in the venue was not the circus performance, but the comedian in the corner shown on the flyer.

He first introduced himself and said his name was Gao Yu Shiyan.

First, second little show...

"That guy... has a technique on him." With the Six Eyes, Gojo Satoru's observation ability in this regard far exceeds that of anyone else.

"What funny artist sorcerer?" Feng Zaoche was stunned. He didn't expect that watching a performance would be related to the world of sorcery. He could only say that this was probably some kind of strange attraction.

"Kazehaya, you still have doubts about your own technique and often need to do various experiments to prove the ability of the props simulated by a certain technique, right?" Kagome focused all his attention on the comedians on the stage. "Many people who have techniques are unaware of their abilities."

This is a foreseeable situation.

The activation of the technique requires conditions. Some people's conditions can be easily triggered, while others' conditions may not be strict, but they are things that person will never do in his or her lifetime... In short, most people who can be discovered without being aware of it meet the former's conditions.

Not everyone has the same keen observation ability as Gojo Satoru.

"So, what is his technique?" Feng Zaoche asked curiously.

He knew Gojo Satoru's character too well. If it wasn't worth mentioning, he would never say it.

"I'm not sure, but he seemed to have acted unconsciously just now. During the performance, he said, 'I wish you could really understand what I mean,' right? And then the cat in front of him really glared at him like a human." Gojo Satoru frowned slightly.

Other viewers may laugh at the cat's similar behavior to that of a human, but the underlying logic behind this technique is actually quite puzzling to some extent.

"No, it's too easy to trigger. It's impossible that we haven't discovered it until now." Feng Zaoche denied this possibility, "There must be some unknown prerequisites."

Such a performance, with the background of the previous opening, is a perfect tool to cool down the audience.

Feng Hayateru initially wondered if his sense of humor was off or too high, but judging from the booing reactions of the other audience members, it was not his illusion.

Gao Yu on the stage seemed to have noticed that the audience's feedback was not enthusiastic, and his performance movements gradually became stiff. Finally, he hurriedly left the stage in embarrassment and coldness.

"Maybe the condition for launching the ritual is how much he trusts his performance? The cat's reaction is obviously not as flexible as it was at the beginning." Feng Zaoche noticed this.

"Ah, that's about right. This guy's technique is quite interesting." After seeing the end, Gojo Satoru already had an idea of ​​what Gao Yu's technique was.

He gave a brief account.

"...The conditions for a comedian to activate his technique are things he finds funny. This is too tailor-made." Feng Hayateru couldn't help but complain, "In this case, haven't you realized that you have a technique yet?"

"I guess he should know, but he only thinks that this talent is the foundation for him to go further and further on the road of developing his career as a comedian." Gojo Satoru commented casually and pushed Geto Suguru beside him, "Let's go, it's time to deal with those annoying guys first."

"This is earlier than we planned." Xia Yujie glanced at the stage, "But I did see something interesting."

"You guys go ahead, we'll meet at the door after we resolve this, I'll go talk to that person." Feng Zaoche didn't particularly care about how powerful that person's technique was, it was just the characteristics of this technique...

It seems that just like Caiqiu and Gojo Satoru have an unexpected compatibility, it is possible that this person also has an unusual compatibility with him.

"You seem to have some new plans. Go ahead and keep in touch by phone." Xia Yujie nodded slightly.

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After that performance, Feng Zaoche had a detailed discussion with Gao Yu and asked him to temporarily leave the existing team - they didn't want Gao Yu anymore anyway, and regarded him as a burden who didn't make any money but had to share resources, so they turned to working on their own.

With the help of Gojo Satoru, Takahashi Fumihiko's technique gradually becomes clear, which is to make things that he finds funny from the bottom of his heart become reality.

It looks very powerful, but the holder has no awareness of it at all, so the full effect of this technique cannot be exerted at all, and it can only remain superficially used for performance.

He appeared as a sponsor, and in the past few months he has been helping him quickly master his own techniques and how to better apply them to actual combat and performances. Unfortunately, there has been no particularly obvious progress so far, and he has only been helped to build a general understanding.

Even so, it has already had very impressive results.

It can be said that Kaze Hayateru has further realized how terrifying the decisive factor of talent can be in the world of magic.

As for the mission there...it was of course solved quickly. With these two people working together, it is hard to imagine what kind of mission could stump them.

"Hey, today is the day for new students to enter the school. Don't you want to go and take a look?" It was rare for Feng Zaoche to wear his uniform neatly - he usually just casually put on his coat without buttoning it.

Although he had always kept in touch with Huihara Yu, they had never met again. Now that the other party had enrolled in the school today, he had officially become a veteran in the third grade and it seemed that he should play the leading role of a senior.

After all, most of my classmates were already traveling around the country to complete their exorcism missions and rarely returned to school. The academic subjects in technical high schools were not strictly controlled, so the schedule was relatively stressful.

Before we know it, it's April again.

"Good morning, oh, go to school, go to school, you will see him sooner or later anyway. If you are interested, why don't you go and take a look for yourself?" Gojo Satoru almost floated over.

"I'll go over there too. Speaking of which..." Xia Yujie looked at Feng Zaiche and raised his chin in the direction of Gojo Satoru. "This guy Gojo has been out on a mission for three consecutive days. He probably hasn't slept for three days."

That is to say, the sorcerer has a good physique. Otherwise, with the intensity of Gojo Satoru's work, he would definitely be prone to sudden death.

Although he was promoted to the third grade, he was already living a leisurely life because of the attention from the higher-ups. Feng Zaoche, who had half a year, shook his head: "Satoru's walk is even more graceful than usual."

It's not obvious on the surface, but you can get a glimpse of it from the repeated words in his words just now.

Honestly speaking, he is not completely free as a sorcerer now. It's just that when faced with the same easy tasks, he alone completes the workload that one person should have, while Gojo Satoru alone completes the workload of... several hundred people.

"Let him have a good rest." Fuuhaya Toru was originally asking Geto Suguru. Gojo Satoru had just returned from outside after completing a mission. It was really hard to judge him so early in the morning. This was not the way to exploit people.

The two of them stood guard in front of the last torii, and saw two unfamiliar figures in technical college uniforms climbing up the winding stone stairs one after the other.

"Kazehia-senpai, Geto-senpai!" Haibara Yu looked up and saw them, and shouted in surprise, not forgetting to call out to his companions beside him, "Nanami, Nanami, look, the seniors are here to pick us up."

"Ah." The blond boy next to him responded lazily, then raised his head and looked at the two of them.

"Welcome to the technical college. I happened to get up early today and thought of you coming over, so I came here to take a look. Go in and settle down first. The teachers should be waiting for you." Feng Zaoche saw from a distance that the adults had arrived when he went out.

"Nanami Kento." The blond-haired boy walked up to the two men and introduced himself honestly.

"Hello." Fuuhachi was in a good mood today and could have talked more with others, but he also saw that the boy was not good at socializing, so he didn't say much. He simply shook hands and let him go. Then he smiled brightly towards Geto Suguru, who was being entangled by Huibara Yu and asking questions in the back.

All of them were bathed in the morning sunlight, dazzling to the extreme.

Fuuhayateru coughed lightly and yelled in a voice that sounded like he was asking for a beating: "I'll leave the two of you in my care from now on, Geto-senpai."

"Hey, leave the person to me, where are you going?" Xia Yujie said unhappily.

"Of course, I'm going to support Gao Yu's acting career, and by the way, talk about future missions." Feng Zaoche kept his cartoonist identity a secret, and there was no way he would reveal that he was going to submit a new issue's manuscript.

By the way, the reader reply activity has been opened again recently. Judging from the recent plot updates, we should receive some valuable comments.

The higher-ups also found out about his comic book work, but they seemed to treat it as a trivial matter - compared to murder and arson, it was indeed just a hobby that was not worth mentioning.

I have to say, having an opponent like this is really... a delight.

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Happy New Year everyone! A kiss to everyone.