Prefabricated Corpse
"So this is the same principle as the energy/experience items in the game, right?" Gojo Satoru grabbed the penguin by the scruff of its neck and pulled it over, unable to finish his words. "I say, this guy just provoked me because he wanted me to... beat him?"
"You tried to activate it with cursed power just now." Feng Zaoche waved his hands, "Then everything makes sense."
"I didn't understand its specific use at first, I just wanted you to take it back and use it as a mover, after all, this thing is really heavy."
This is an excuse that omits the cause and effect.
Ever since he discovered that within the technical college, under the protection of the barrier, taking out items from the backpack multiple times would cause the barrier to vibrate slightly, Feng Zaoche tried his best not to use the backpack at school.
There is no need to be too cautious, because although the technical college has a clear ban on students using magic on campus, as long as the noise is not too big, the teachers will generally just turn a blind eye. However, if such behavior occurs, it will be recorded... so it is better to do it as little as possible.
Feng Zaoche could also carry Penguin from outside to inside by himself, but this thing is almost as heavy as an adult male. The long staircase of the technical high school... Of course it's no problem for him to walk up by himself, but asking him to carry a thing weighing more than 100 pounds upstairs would really cost him his life.
"Isn't Wu still practicing 'He' recently? Why don't we just cooperate with it? When the time comes..." Xia Yujie laughed and coughed twice, unable to continue, "When the time comes, put on some kind of helmet and transform into Penguin Superman, and then hold it and fire a burst of 'He'."
"Wait a minute, I'll stop here. This can indeed be done. In addition, after wearing the penguin mask, the enemy will not be able to recognize your identity." Feng Zaoche made a pause gesture and emphasized, "So this is actually a very useful thing."
"No, why can't you recognize me with the mask on?" Gojo Satoru asked, "The technique, the shape and the voice, aren't these all very obvious features?"
"Is this the point?" Feng Zaoche had completely given up hope on this guy's ability to grasp the key points. "After putting on the hood, the attack form will also change. Of course, I can't find a better explanation for the body shape and sound, so I only have one thing to say."
Feng Zaoche cleared his throat.
“That’s the setting.”
"OK, then I'll find this guy when I practice 'He' from now on." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and poked the penguin again. The penguin raised its wings and put them under its eyes, rolling its eyes at him vividly, not forgetting to add the soul's tongue sticking out.
In response to this, Gojo Satoru also made a face.
Kazehaya Toru and Geto Suguru had almost the same reaction—they held their foreheads with their hands and turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch.
Of course, the main reason is that Geto's technique is not very compatible with Penguin-kun. He doesn't like physical attacks, and it is not very convenient for Geto to summon cursed spirits in the technical high school, so Penguin-kun doesn't like to provoke him. Otherwise, Feng Hayateru suspects that he is almost the same.
Today's high school boys...
"Hey, you guys are all here." Ieiri Shoko stood at the edge of the martial arts field.
After all, she doesn't need to fight, and her skills have nothing to do with fighting, so she doesn't come to the martial arts field very often, but if her classmates need help with sparring, she will come over to help.
"What's wrong, Glass?" Feng Zaoche stood farther away from the sidelines and turned around first.
"Just now there was news that Mr. Yega has been successfully appointed as the principal." It seemed that Ieiri Shoko was just passing by to deliver the news. "What is this..."
Penguin-kun is taller than Gojo Satoru and is very conspicuous.
"The new cursed tool... doesn't seem right. It can't be simply defined as a cursed tool, but it would be even stranger to say it's a cursed spirit." Xia Yujie looked Penguin up and down, but still couldn't come up with a good idea.
Feng Zaoche explained in a low voice to Jia Ruxiaozi.
"Otherwise, you can take it to Teacher Ye Moth. I think it is quite similar to the cursed skeletons made by Teacher Ye Moth, except that it is much larger in size." Jiari Nozomi gestured in the air with her hand.
Well, it's at least four or five sizes bigger.
"That's right. Let's ask Mr. Yega to see if we can entrust this child to his name. This way, he will receive less attention." The more Feng Zaoche thought about it, the more he felt that this was a feasible plan.
Although he had seen Mr. Yemo's cursed corpse before, and the style was not very uniform, there was actually not much difference between the dolls. As long as they were forced to admit it, no one could say anything more.
Besides, he had received a lot of care from Teacher Ye Que since he entered the school. Although there was some surveillance on what he was doing, Feng knew clearly that his life would not be so easy at the beginning if Teacher Ye Que was not there.
It's time to say congratulations.
"Then take Penguin-kun with you." Feng Zaoche reached out to hug Penguin-kun.
Although he is not the main supplier of "energy", Penguin comes from the system mall, so he does not have much aversion to him and allows him to hold him in his arms without any resistance.
It shouldn't be a problem to walk on flat ground...right?
Feng Zaoche held it from under its wings, trying to lift the whole penguin up, but Wen Si didn't move. Unconvinced, he tried again, but there was still no movement, which interpreted the words "as stable as Mount Tai" to the extreme.
"Let me do it." Gojo Satoru picked up Penguin-kun from the ground with one hand. This time he was not as relaxed as at the beginning. "You have become much more solid after absorbing the cursed energy."
Out of curiosity, Geto also helped, but in the end he had to agree with the conclusion given by Gojo Satoru.
"Your body still hasn't recovered." Ieiri Naoko and Fu Hayateru were the last ones to fall behind.
"Well, the situation was originally negative, and now it's good to be back on the positive track." Feng Zaoche was quite helpless about this. The technical high school actually had physical education-related courses. He tried to follow but couldn't hold on and fainted the whole time. Later, after a series of inspections, he was finally allowed to take such courses.
Now, a short-term outburst is fine, but you're bound to have some grimaces afterwards - muscle strains and that sort of thing.
In short, every day as a sorcerer and cartoonist, he has to worry about his body, which is shabby but actually quite fit among ordinary people, dying from various occupational diseases before he can accomplish his mission.
Although he had received concerns such as whether he needed help with recuperation and rest, Feng Zaoche rejected them all.
He has 920 as a support, which is the best conditioning in itself. There are also many recovery and treatment items in the mall, but he doesn't redeem them very often - one reason is because they are not very useful, and another reason is because they are expensive.
Although Feng Zao Che had money, he was not willing to spend it on this.
Since Penguin's weight greatly limited the group's speed, by the time they arrived at the main hall where Mr. Nightmoth was, at least ten minutes had passed.
As the oldest person and the "maker" of Penguin-kun, Kazehaya Toru stepped forward and explained its origin and function one by one, and at the same time made his request directly.
Facts have proved that Yega Masamichi is indeed a rare conscience among the dirty adults in the world of curse.
After Feng Zaoche made up a lot of so-called "difficulties", Ye Mo Zhengdao very tactfully agreed to his request and promised to prepare another disguise for Penguin-kun, making it closer to Cursed Corpse in all aspects.
Penguin was a little dissatisfied at first, and then Gojo Satoru whispered in his ear: "You will get more cursed energy if you do this."
So he was coaxed into submission—even though the tone of the words was quite vicious and deserved a beating.
"Thank you for your care, and congratulations on your successful promotion to the principal. This is truly what everyone wants..." Feng Zaoche said sincerely, some nice words that seemed to be just for show. As soon as he finished speaking, he was ready to give the scene to his direct teachers and students.
Yega Masamichi is not the type of person who would specifically call students over to hear them say "Thank you, teacher, this is the position you deserve" after being promoted, and Ieiri Shoko is even less of that kind of person.
She would go to the martial arts arena to look for her classmates at that time, which could only mean that some new tasks had been assigned to her.
In connection with the recent unusual movements of 920, Feng Zaoche actually wanted to stay and listen. However, if it was just an ordinary mission, he would be able to find out later. The confidential mission would be kicked out even if he did not take any action. It would be better for him to be more aware of it.
Sure enough, Yega Zhengdao said a few polite words and let him go, and Jiaru Xiaozi also left temporarily.
Feng Zaoche went all the way back to the dormitory and began to read the readers' letters that had been sent to him recently.
[I am looking forward to the development of the story. Mr. Kazama's drawings are of superb quality. Each page can be used as wallpaper!]
[Little Mochizuki traveled to a new place, which is really worrying. Because this is Mr. Kazama's first work, it is hard to guess what the future direction will be QWQ. Mr. Kazama, please treat Little Mochizuki well in the future!]
[The recently introduced Tanihara-kun always feels like he has a knife. In this kind of anime, it seems that no pure and kind person can stay kind to the end. Either they turn evil or they die. Teacher Kazama, please tell me that this will never happen, right?]
This part mostly consists of readers' outlook on the future and encouragement and praise for him. Feng Zaoche put it in a special box and went to look at the other part.
- Come to think of it, even readers who know nothing about the world of sorcery will think that when they see a character with a personality like Haibara Yuu appear, he is going to write a plot where he gets stabbed. Is there really no problem in this world where many things can be explained by comic logic?
[I feel like the theme of power struggle is very difficult to grasp. The previous story content tended to be healing, and I am really worried whether it can be grasped after it has been extended to this extent. I don’t know why they chose to continue in this direction...]
[Although the connection between the two parts seems to be good, I feel that there are still many foreshadowings that have not been resolved well. I don’t know if the follow-up will be able to make a logical and satisfactory recovery. Come on, teacher.]
This part is about doubts and concerns about the recent development of the comics. Feng Zaoche has already made an outline for the future, and he can answer most of these questions in his heart, so he is not too panicked.
It seems that there is not much gain this time.
After picking up the things for a while, Feng Zaoche reached out for the last letter.
[Mr. Kazama's comics are so beautiful, and the monsters that the spirits fight are exactly the same as the monsters I've seen! I'm very happy every time I see them destroyed! Thank you, Mr. Kazama! I want to see more of your works in the future!]
There is another line of small words below.
[I'm sorry, I wrote this letter on behalf of my child. He likes your work very much, but the world in the eyes of children seems to be different from the world in the eyes of adults. This also makes us a little troubled. Please don't be troubled by this. Thank you for reading my child's letter. I wish your work will continue to flourish. ]
No, it would be strange if you didn't feel troubled after reading this letter.
Feng Hayateru dug out all the knowledge that he had kept in his head. The monsters that the child saw were similar to the ones in his comics... After ruling out the possibility that the child had imagined a similar scene by coincidence, he started from the perspective that what he saw was a cursed spirit...
Either he is a person with special abilities that allow him to perform a technique, or he has been in danger and nearly died. Either way, it's not good.
Judging from the parent's relatively calm tone, Fu Hayateru guessed that it was the former possibility.
This batch of letters from readers had all been processed. Feng Zaoche kept this letter aside, sent a message, took a photo of the information on the letter, and asked the editor if he could send a reply letter from the editorial department, signing it with the flower name "Kazama".
Just as the message was sent, there was a knock on the door. Feng Zaoche kicked the two boxes under the table and got up to open the door.
"What's wrong?" Feng had already guessed that it was the sophomore guy.
"No, we are going out on a mission later. It's not a secret, so it's okay to tell you directly." Xia Yujie first roughly explained the background of the mission.
The purpose is to protect a girl with a "star plasma body" until the fusion deadline arrives, bring her back to the high school, go to the underground of Hongxing Palace, and merge with Lord Tengen to maintain the overall stability of the curse world.
Since Fu Hayateru has connections with the upper echelons and is also a student at a technical college, it wouldn't be a problem if he knew about it.
"Teacher Yega said that he would send other free students to reinforce us depending on the situation. If only Wu and I could handle it, there would be no need to do this. He also said that your presence just now was not a problem. He was just thinking about the mission and didn't come back to his senses."
This retelling by Kagome Suguru is quite meaningful.
Let's talk about the mission. There is no need for Mr. Ye Moth to mention this unless he thinks that the mission requires him to be included.
Feng Zaoche knew his own limitations. Although his "jutsu" was special enough, his physical condition was there. In terms of fighting power alone, he could not possibly be compared with Gojo Satoru and Kagome Kagome. If there was something that the two of them could not make up for, it would be better with him...
"You don't plan to carry out this mission?" Feng Zaoche asked suddenly.
"It depends on the situation. They are real high school students, not objects." Xia Yujie said lightly, "In fact, you can just do nothing. There is no need to stand up for us and take the pressure from them. They don't dare to put any pressure on us."
There are only so many top-grade sorcerers, and even fewer who can be summoned to carry out missions everywhere. One less is one less.
From Feng Zaoche's point of view, even if the mission failed completely this time, the higher-ups would not blame Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru for anything. It would just be an inconspicuous "stain" on their resumes, and when it accumulates in the end, it would be their usual trick - settling scores later.
For example, if the mission does not go smoothly this time, after three to five years, when there is finally an opportunity to punish them, they will first charge them with a crime, and then use this as an excuse to say, "Hey, good boy, I noticed that you were unwilling to put in effort when carrying out the mission before, and it turns out you had rebellious intentions. Come on, your crime will be even more serious."
That's probably the idea.
Moreover, by that time so much time had passed that the matter had already been determined, and there was no way to refute or explain anything.
If you want to accuse someone of a crime, you can always find a pretext for it.
This is what Mr. Yemo is worried about.
But at the technical college, the brilliance of the young artists was so bright that they didn't have to worry about the lurking darkness. If they dared to collide head-on with the light, they would be reduced to ashes in an instant.
"Did Teacher Ye Mo ask you to come over and say hello to me?" Feng Zaoche said nothing, and just asked casually out of curiosity.
"No, he didn't say that, but I felt that he meant that, so I came over. The mission will start in about a week." Xia Yujie was still very calm.
Feng Zaoche thought that the recent anxiety in the system mall was indeed "caused by something". Now that he had a clear idea in front of him, he simply felt relieved: "Okay, I'll make a note of it."
"Oh, wait!" Feng Zaoche remembered the last letter he had just read and called him, "That is, Jie, when did you find out that you had a technique, and how did you get in touch with the world of sorcery?"
"When I was still very young, I accidentally showed my talent in this area, and soon someone came to me. Although it's not very reliable now, there is a certain system in this regard. After all, there are too few sorcerers."
Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he suddenly asked this, but Feng Zaoche had always had a lot of wonderful ideas, so it was not surprising that he suddenly wanted to care about how children who had techniques and were not from aristocratic families were discovered.
"System... I understand." Feng Zaoche had not yet found the specific source of the letter, so he nodded for the time being and did not intend to continue the discussion in depth.
"Don't look so worried. Wu and I are going out on a mission. The mission may have to end before we need you or the two first-years." However, Xia Yujie did not rush to leave immediately. Instead, he stayed and comforted him.
Feng Zaoche put his hands in his folds and shook his head seriously: "I am worried because I sent both of you out together. Even if it is a special grade cursed spirit, sending just one of you would be enough."
"It won't be easy to be worthy of the two strongest people. I have to be the universal brick that can be moved wherever needed to take action." Feng Zaoche pressed his brow.
Before, he didn't do much missions under the supervision of his superiors, but on paper he was still very diligent. How did he do this? He put his name under the command of the sorcerers who were actually on missions. These two sophomores were the hardest hit by Huo Huo.
However, they didn't care at all about how the subsequent written report on the mission would be concluded, but the news still leaked to Gojo Satoru's ears to some extent. He laughed at Feng Zaoche for a while, because he was actually asked to take charge of the mission of just dealing with a third-level cursed spirit.
It is like an academic giant who has published several SCI papers suddenly has his name submitted to a non-standard journal with no value.
"Okay, I got it." Xia Yujie responded quickly. He was confident in this mission, but he didn't think about solving it completely in an instant - it would probably just take a little more effort. After all, the protection was required to continue for several days.
I need to send the next chapter's manuscript to the editor as soon as possible, because then I'll have to go on a business trip.
Fuuhaya Toru was thinking about it and closed the door again. The editor also sent back the address of the family. Fuuhaya Toru wrote it down and prepared to confirm later what the system that Geto Kagome mentioned was.
Regardless, it is worth celebrating that readers' letters have finally played a more unexpected role.
Feng Zaoche was preparing to reward himself by browsing the system mall, when he suddenly found that the main quest had finally been refreshed.
[Star Plasma]: Participate in this mission and receive rewards based on the player's performance and the final outcome of the mission.
As expected, it is this mission.
But this explanation is too little.
Feng Zao Tetsu continued to run to the mall. Looking around, he thought that he was already very well prepared. If he had to say what else he could buy...
He set his sights on the [corpse of ""] in the lower right corner.
Otherwise, try another one first to see its strength.
[920, this, this, look at this, can you make a prefabricated corpse for me first to see the effect?] Feng Zaoche clicked on the corpse-specific interface in the mall.
[Well, it is possible, but the prefabrication can only prefabricate the last person the host has come into contact with.] 920 hesitated for a long time before finally speaking.
[Forget it, I believe in your ability, and the things you make will definitely be vivid.] Feng Zaoche had only been lying on the bed for less than three minutes, turned over, and waved his hands.
Before going on a mission, take a look at your friend's prefab corpse. Even if you want to insert the reverse flag, it's not the way to do it!
[In fact, the principle is to project the bodies from other parallel worlds exactly as they are. If there are no complete bodies, we will make them ourselves, otherwise it will be inconvenient for the host to operate in it.] 920 finished his introduction and ran away.
Wouldn't that mean we can get a glimpse of the cause of death in the parallel world?
Feng Zaoche jumped up, got out of bed, quickly locked the doors and windows, turned off the lights and closed the curtains in one go, picked up his phone and turned on the flashlight, and said to 920 in a deep voice in the dim environment: [Let's take a look at a prefabricated corpse. ]
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