New features of the system

The essence of pretending is to use just the right amount of force.

Feng Zaoche knew when to stop, and after perfectly portraying the image of "having long been dissatisfied with Gojo Satoru but having to restrain himself because of his strength and background", he hesitated for a long time, and opened his mouth several times but didn't know what to say.

"Although I still don't get along well with him, I finally have a place in the technical high school. No matter how you put it, I can't compare with the freshmen, but I am better than the guys in the same grade, right?"

He did not seem to need the approval of higher-ups as to the value of his words. After saying this, he stood up from his chair, as if he was ready to turn around and leave at any time.

"Judging from the quantity and quality of the tasks you have completed so far, that is indeed the case," said the senior executive.

Feng Zaoche changed his direction, with a gloomy look still between his brows. He paused and said vaguely: "If there is anything you need from me in the future, please don't hesitate to tell me directly if it is related to them."

"Recently, I discovered a weakness of Gojo Satoru, but I'm not quite sure how this weakness works... can you say it's just a guess?"

The previous words were still somewhat evasive, but when it came to this, Feng Zaoche seemed to have completely revealed his ill intentions towards Gojo Satoru.

"Weakness?" The senior executive nodded thoughtfully. "Just keep observing. If you come to any conclusion, you know how to contact me."

He thought about it and still felt uneasy: "Don't act rashly. The purpose of that guy's existence is different from that of ordinary magicians. Unless we have reached the point where we can no longer tolerate him and have completely lost control, we don't want to lose a powerful magician."

The attitude of the senior leaders towards Gojo Satoru has always been love-hate. His strength has reached the level of a special-grade sorcerer, but he is still in the rising stage, and there is still a lot of room for improvement. This is a useful sword.

The destructive power that a powerful cursed spirit can cause is unimaginable. With Gojo Satoru here, they can say that they no longer have to worry about this. Just based on this point, they are reluctant to touch this person, not to mention that his background is also extraordinary.

The top management wanted to know Gojo Satoru's weaknesses, but they didn't want him to be defeated so easily. In their eyes, this was simply a waste of talent.

The best way for Gojo Satoru to die would be to perish together with a cursed spirit that is a threat to the existence of the curse world and even the survival of mankind, and in the end both sides would return this peace to them together.

"I know that he completes the exorcism task... too easily. When the weather is hot, he doesn't even need to rest and can run for more than ten hours straight." Feng Zaoche seemed to be still frightened when he mentioned this and took a small breath.

"In short, he is not ready to move yet. Just know it in your heart and continue to study hard in the technical high school. After graduation, you will have many opportunities to visit." The senior manager Jian Feng Zaoche looked up at him in surprise and smiled complacently. "You are also a person with potential. Improve your strength and raise your level as a sorcerer... Oh, I forgot, it was Gojo Satoru who brought your first-level recommendation book."

It's just that it's still going through the review process and the formal assessment has not yet begun.

It would have been better if he didn't mention this. Feng Zaochue became even more upset when he did.

"That mission, a newly born special-grade cursed spirit, he and Geto Suguru took me there, my eyes were injured there... Although I can see normally now, it is not the same as before, and I don't know if there will be any hidden dangers and risks."

Feng Zaoche covered one of his eyes. "Afterwards, he said that he would write me a letter of recommendation as a reward for my going on this mission. I agreed. Actually, I wanted to ask Miss Mingming..."

The top brass knew about the fact that the special-grade cursed spirit codenamed Flame was exorcised as soon as it was born. After all, special-grade cursed spirits are not cabbages in the field that can be easily plucked.

He knew that Feng had died long ago, but he didn't understand the details. The battle involving special-grade cursed spirits was something that ordinary people could not interfere with. He didn't expect that there was such an inside story.

They were just mocked, despised and ignored by Gojo Satoru on a daily basis, but what Kaze Hayateru lost was a pair of eyes!

The senior executive looked at the young man again with a hint of sympathy in his eyes: "If your injury is just a change of eye color, I'm afraid it's not enough to hold him responsible. We can only talk about this later."

Feng Zaoche calmly let go of his hand and nodded lightly.

"After your first-level sorcerer assessment, just pick a random mission and I'll call another sorcerer to go with you and solve the problem directly. If you can guarantee the work of first-level curse exorcism, you can also let your companion take over for you. You can live in peace for a while."

After the senior executive finished speaking, he waved his hand and shooed Feng Zaoche away, occasionally mixing in comments like "I knew he had a pretty bad personality but I didn't expect he would end up like this."

It was not out of anger at Gojo Satoru's path, but out of joy that could not be expressed in words.

How could he not be happy when a man with a proud personality, who was unable to fall into trouble in major events due to his lack of ability, finally revealed the tip of the iceberg to them without them realizing it?

Feng Hayateru nodded and walked out of the door of the Jujutsu Society headquarters.

He watched coldly as the side quest finally came to an end at this moment.

There won't be any mistakes.

When faced with a being like Gojo Satoru, they were still confident that they could control him and thus chose to ignore his disrespect. Then for him who took the initiative to express his dissatisfaction with Gojo Satoru, he had hundreds of times more confidence in dealing with Gojo Satoru.

He is a member of the Jujutsu Kai. If he chooses this side, he will no longer be able to associate with Gojo Satoru. Once such a notion is established, it will be difficult to remove it unless there is clear evidence in front of them.

- Oh, there is one very crucial point. In their eyes, Gojo Satoru is probably not someone who would play such a low-level trick.

Who would have thought that he maintained such constant contact with senior management due to system tasks?

Some people say Gojo Satoru is arrogant, but it's obvious that these people are no less arrogant than him.

The groundwork here has been done, and all we have to do from now on is to move forward. Feng Zaoche guessed that perhaps the top management would temporarily reveal the news to a few other people, but it would not be spread too widely.

This is a kind of protection for him.

Even if he didn't find Gojo Satoru's so-called real weakness, and let him continue to hang around Gojo Satoru, one day his patience with enemy Fuuhaya Toru would reach its limit, and he might beat Fuuhaya Toru to death.

By then, his death can be used to make a big fuss.

But before that day comes, whether it is for the sake of being able to "have a legitimate reason" in the future or because he needs to use benefits to appease himself, Feng Zaoche will definitely encounter some particularly "convenient" things at work.

The higher-ups must elevate his status. Even if he cannot reach the special grade, they will work hard to make him the most special among the first-grade sorcerers.

Tying the two sides together can both add fuel to the fire and ease his heart.

However, apart from the daily tasks, the main and side quests offer a lot of rewards, but there are too few of these tasks. I finally got a side quest, but after I finished it, there was no follow-up.

Feng Zaoche suspected that it was a problem that the time had not come yet, as if everything he was doing now was just paving the way for things to come, but when this opportunity would come was still unknown, so he could only continue to clean up his daily routine honestly.

You know, sometimes there were no missions assigned to him, but when he had to perform the daily mission of exorcising cursed spirits, he had to go out on the streets everywhere, not even daring to let go of a fly.

Fortunately, he had been saving the system currency and had not used it much, so he now had a small amount of savings. After all, he had a goal to spend money.

If small items can be made from local materials, then use local materials. If that is not possible, purchase from the system. If you really want to buy it proactively, then buy a large one.

When he stopped by a dessert shop to stock up, Feng Zaoche was about to leave with the bag when he was suddenly stopped by the clerk. He looked over with confusion and was immediately stuffed with a small stack of things that looked like admission tickets.

"This is a special performance ticket given to you after you have made multiple purchases in our store and met the requirements. It is said that there will be a circus and several comedians!" The clerk smiled very sweetly, "I wish you happiness every day, and you are welcome to come next time!"

If that's really the case, there's no point in having so many things. No matter how high the number of purchases and the upper limit are, they can't be that high. Compared with the normal ticket prices, one or two tickets is okay, but more than ten tickets is definitely fishy.

But the clerk would not cheat him, so it should be that the group or individual performers behind the tickets are not well-known.

Feng Zaoche said "hmm" lazily and stuffed it into his trouser pocket casually.

Before that, he took a quick look and found out that the performance time was next Saturday at 7:30 p.m., and the location was surprisingly close to the comic magazine publisher he was working with.

Oh no, he began to consider with evil interest whether he should give the ticket to the editor again.

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[Host, I should have fixed myself.] After 920 returned to the school dormitory to rest, he finally gave a definite answer after not seeing him for many days.

[Just in case, no offense, do you know what aspects you have optimized, or did you simply fix a bug that I may not even know about before?] Feng Hayateru still cares about 920. This kid is probably a breath of fresh air in the system.

How to say it, no wonder he always thought that Haibara Yu looked somewhat familiar. In fact, the two guys have similar personalities, but 920 is now heading towards the direction of a otaku and will never look back, quite imitating the style of his host.

[I don’t have any bugs!] 920 yelled in anger. Maybe this is the same as scolding someone “Are you crazy?” [I thought it would be great to get new products, but this is what happened! After my efforts, I added an extra function to myself.]

Feng Hayateru opened the system panel with his doubts, and clicked on the extra character file column cautiously.

He was the first to go, and all the basic information matched. Feng Zaoche's mind had just relaxed when he saw three first-year files.

The name matches, the face matches, but the style has changed drastically.

For example, Nozomi looks like someone who has stayed up all night long to add more chapters to the series. She exudes the kind of "working hard to the death" aura that is unique to office workers, yet she is more calm than office workers.

For example, the clothes on Geto Suguru have also changed. He is wearing... a monk's robe?

Kazehayato's gaze slowly moved downward and stopped on Gojo Satoru's file.

The glasses have become an eye mask, and the hairstyle has changed as well. Although the figure is still recognizable at a glance, after being conditioned by the current image, I am still not used to such a big change.

It was not until the line of small words "Occupation: ...Teacher" slowly came into view that Feng Zaoche truly felt what it meant to have his pupils tremble.