Natsume's Little Mister

"Teacher, do you have any ideas or plans?" Natsume sat opposite Gojo Satoru, with the half-demon detective's manuscript in hand.

"One thing, the general principle is to kill the rotten maggots and replace them with fresh blood on the basis of stabilizing the external environment of the curse spirits and monsters." Wujo Wu simply summarized.

easy to say, hard to do.

If the conjurer fights internally, the conjurer outside will definitely take the opportunity to explode.

So if you want to stabilize them, one is a thunderous blow, and change the world before they react;

The second is to plan in advance, arrange the conjurers in advance, and then detonate the magic spirit, start to change, let them have no skills, and then they form an elite team to attack Huanglong.

However, no matter which method is used, it will only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. As long as the general environment remains unchanged, the upper-level people will sooner or later become exploitative-level superiors again.

But Gojo Satoru believes that with time and like-minded upper-level blood, he can change the magic world bit by bit from top to bottom.

The key is that the people at the top are people who have the same ideas as him, so that he will be given time.

This is also his purpose of training newcomers.

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Natsume listened carefully to Gojo Satoru's explanation, writing and drawing on paper.

Gojo Satoru spoke dryly, and finally stopped to rest for a while.

Natsume stopped writing, her Qingya eyebrows slightly frowned.

"Then which method will the teacher decide to choose?" His voice was calm, like a basin of cold water pouring down on his head, cooling Gojo Satoru's excited brain.

"Of course it is..." Gojo Satoru leaned down, with sunglasses on the tip of his nose, looking up at Natsume with those starry sky blue eyes.

"Choose neither!"

"Eh?" Natsume's eyes widened slightly in surprise, he thought Gojo Satoru had already said so much and was ready to use the above method.

Although he thinks it looks unreliable.

Gojo Satoru drank the coffee in his cup, stood up and sighed: "It's so simple to change the world, it's impossible to complete it in a short time."

And the fault tolerance rate is too low, just like the first method, if they can't solve it in a short time, then they will face a double attack situation, and the second method, if the conjurer would rather give up dealing with the spell spirit Whose responsibility is it to protect those moths and cause huge damage?

There are too many things to consider in a covert operation that involves subverting the power structure.

Gojo Satoru sat next to Natsume, lying on the table tiredly.

A pair of blue eyes looked at Natsume from the side.

Natsume was silent for a while, finishing the manuscript of the half-demon detective.

"needs time?"

"Yeah." Wujo Gou nodded again and again.

Natsume pursed her lips, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper for a while.

"Here." He handed the paper to Gojo Satoru casually, as if it was something inconspicuous.

Gojo Satoru took the fluffy paper in bewilderment, his eyes fell on it, and he was startled.

The paper listed in detail all the abilities that Natsume possesses now, who would dare to hand over such life-related things to other people casually like this?

However, Natsume dared.

Gojo Satoru was speechless for a while, he knew that all Natsume's trust in him was condensed on this seemingly insignificant piece of paper.

Gojo Satoru browsed through the above information, which not only wrote about the situation of Natsume's ability "safe haven", but also about hell.

Now Natsume has a total of five books completed, and two books are being written.

Natsume pointed to the information on the paper and explained to him: "The Half Demon Detective can be finished in more than a week, and he can form a total of six different dimensions."

After a pause, Natsume said hesitantly, "I have an idea, I don't know if it's feasible."

Gojo Satoru had already memorized all the contents in his heart, and then directly shredded the entire piece of paper, eliminating any chance that the news might leak.

Hearing Natsume's hesitation, he gave Natsume an affirmative look, signaling him but saying it's okay.

Natsume organized the next language.

In fact, when he was talking with Natsume Soseki, he had some ideas. Now that he thinks about it, he thinks it is feasible.

"The Magic Society has been monitoring me closely, and those people have always been afraid of me."

Eighty percent of the magic power in a general conjurer's body is innate, and [-]% is acquired, with very little fluctuation.

But Natsume is different, as long as he writes, his ability will be enhanced, which is one of the main reasons why the upper class fears him so much.

"The most worrying thing for them is that they can't figure out my hole cards, but we can give them a chance to 'find out'." Natsume's eyes flashed a flash of determination.

Although this method may hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damage eight hundred.

"This idea is very good, but how do you plan to achieve this goal? Those people above are all old foxes, insidious and experienced. It is difficult to hide them from them." Wujo Wu said thoughtfully.

Natsume chuckled, at this moment he realized how correct his decision to hide his hole cards was all along.

"They are really good at intrigue, but they don't know my ability. Let's count the information they know about me now--

On the bright side, I only have two worlds, the second and the third, and the two books that are currently being double-opened, which have not yet been completed;

But, in fact, apart from the above two, my first and fourth worlds have been restored, and I have finished writing the fifth book with my vest, and the sixth book will be completed soon..."

There are two on the surface, but six in fact!

The more Wujo Satoru listened, the brighter his eyes became.

Natsume's warm brown eyes were full of energy:

"I can take out two as bait, set up many traps to let them find clues, and then let them think that this is my backhand.

The information they have investigated by themselves will convince them even more, so after they think they have figured out my details, it is impossible for them to think that I will increase by four in just half a year. "

Natsume's tone rose slightly.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, and said excitedly: "Yes, you can not publish the book of Banyao after you finish it, and let the spies discover it by accident. It's a bait."

Natsume nodded, and took the next one tacitly: "Then there is the book about my new vest, we try to make the other party suspect that it is my vest, and then let them confirm that it is my vest after a lot of hard work.

Adding the two books together, they will definitely think that this is my true strength. "

They would not have thought that besides this, there are actually two more!

As we all know, after Natsume was exiled in a different space, he died with the curse spirits.

There are two more worlds that they don't know, and the variables in them are huge.

This is equivalent to two more unsolvable large-scale offensive spells, which is equivalent to double-folding Natsume's real strength, which is equivalent to two more safe bases, which is equivalent to...

Gojo Satoru was so excited that he couldn't sit still, he stood up and walked around the room.

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Suddenly, he thought of a question and frowned fiercely.

"If you let them know that he has two more different dimensions, it is impossible not to take action with their desire to control."

Natsume's expression was light.

"All we need is for them to make a move."

The dense aroma of coffee blurred his brows and eyes, making Gojo Satoru suspect for a moment that he was wrong.

Natsume rolled up his cuffs, and said in a calm tone, "I'm injured, so I can legitimately disappear from their sight, can't I?"

"!!!" Gojo Satoru didn't expect Natsume to come up with such an idea.

He refused and said, "No, there are other ways. Do you think that after you have exiled the space, the space will come back, so you don't take it seriously now? Have you forgotten the thing about being in bed for so long?"

Natsume lowered his eyebrows, unmoved.

"I haven't forgotten, and it doesn't matter if I'm bedridden." He raised his head, looked directly into Gojo Satoru's eyes, and smiled.

"I have a VIP card from hell. I can exist as a soul when I'm resting in bed. Anyway, I can use 'Safe Haven' when I'm in a soul body." Natsume raised his hand, and a silver-white card appeared above his palm.

"You..." Gojo Gojo was anxious, but he couldn't refute Natsume's idea that it was very feasible.

In the study room, there was a moment of stalemate.

Natsume broke the stalemate and spoke first.

"Teacher..." Natsume regained his composure, and slowly called Gojo Satoru.

"What?" Gojo Gojo was thinking hard about how to get rid of Natsume's thoughts, and responded subconsciously.

Natsume stood up from behind the desk and walked to the bookshelf with a sad look on his face.

"I collected the information of the conjurer who died."

In a dark compartment of the bookshelf, there is a thick stack of materials, some of which have turned yellow, and some are even incomplete.

"There is no one magician in a million. Every name on it is a priceless treasure for human beings. They should grow into towering trees, protect human beings, and fight dignifiedly to protect human beings..."

"But now, because of the fear of those maggots and the Dafa of balance, they are forced to die in the hands of the curse spirit before they grow up."

"I can not be reconciled."

Natsume rubbed the shy ID photos on the page and the photos of the scene after the sacrifice, and the anger burned from the bottom of his heart, and quickly became a prairie fire.

Gojo Satoru was silent.

How could he not feel Natsume's feeling?Even he is clearer and more distressed, because many of them are students he has taught himself.

"Why did the knotweed and Hui confront the super-level curse spirit alone? Is it really because of a shortage of manpower? This is obviously to send people to death."

Natsume thought of Yuzu Yuhito's ironic smile, and then thought of the fact that the other party had already died once, and was almost dissected by the family's nitro.The disgust in his eyes became more and more difficult to hide.

"If I don't have the ability, I want to cut off the legs of the strong to make myself look taller. It's extremely despicable. One day with these people, the sky in the spell circle will be dark forever."

Natsume put the information back into the hidden compartment and hid it, then stood in front of Gojo Satoru, and said solemnly:

"Teacher, don't hesitate any longer. This is the best solution. Moreover, all my losses can be recovered. After the dust settles, I will just cultivate slowly."

He was clearly just a young man, but at this moment Xia Mu's figure was extraordinarily tall and tall, as if he could already support a world. The vigorous anger in him and the pure kindness of a young man shone brightly in this world.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, the sunglasses on his eyes had been taken off, revealing a pair of starry sky blue eyes, the air was heavy, as if a storm was about to come.

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