reversal impulse

The first thing Fuheshier did after opening his eyes was to tear up the restraint straps that fastened his wrists to the bed.

The second thing was to casually find a scalpel from the shelf next to the bed, and hold it against the back of the neck of the woman whose back was facing him.

The third thing is to put down the knife, try to move the limbs, and yawn.

"You don't seem surprised to see me." The red-haired woman turned her head.

Holding the coffee, she seemed to have eyes in the back of her head: "Or, I thought you would cut off my cervical spine directly."

"Absolutely, and then I remembered something. You let the tentacles in the box bring me out?" Fu Heisher sat on the edge of the hospital bed and took a little look at the large and small wounds on his body.

Mostly bruises, there should be some degree of internal bleeding, but it was stopped.

"That's Saya's own judgment. You didn't bring your family out, so why should I save you?" Ao Qicheng said lightly.

"I won't let him stay there alone. Do you have to repeat this kind of well-known thing?" Shi'er moved his shoulders and neck, and after a few crisp sounds, he drooped his shoulders, as if he hadn't woken up Eyes half closed.

Aoqi Chengzi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Fu Heisher to explain so simply.He has always made no secret of his desires, but he is like a mute when expressing his emotional tendencies.

The tyrant is only good at talking about love and death, and ignores all euphemisms in between.

"Don't worry, have you figured out the situation?" Cheng Zi said.

No.

He has no memory of resetting other than the last time. The refreshing of Ogawa's apartment is not so much a constant restoration of the situation, but a kind of coverage. In terms of the game, it is to return the game character to the previous save.

Cheng Zi placed the box by his hand, the box was open, and a pair of black-gloved hands lightly clasped the edge of the box.Sha Ye didn't dare to come out, so she could only retreat a little in the sight of the man, but she didn't want to hide in the box.

She still remembers everything before, including how No. 15 refreshed Jiaruizi discovered that the parts of crows can make her body for her.

How did No.30 Nitro after eight refreshes lead her to the parking lot on the first floor? After discovering the pair of magic eyes, she was silent for a long time, and looked at her before letting Fuheshier do it.

"Help me if you can."

No.40 five home entry nitrates followed the instructions of Mr. Owl, collected ingredients, and completed the feast. All the grays on that card were filled, and the key ingredient was meat.

The meat comes from the guests in the hotel.

So all the animal customers who participated in the dinner were tasting the feast made of the guests' corpses as raw materials.

They ate the corpses of the guests who died last night, day after day, until they changed from customers to materials.

When the hotel died to the point where there were only three of their customers left, the remaining material was also very clear, "human meat".

At first, Jiarui Nitzi tried to cut a part of himself, and his reversal technique could heal the wound quickly, but the chef judged that the material was unqualified.

The chef looked straight at Fuhesher, as if he was very puzzled why they hesitated when the only answer was here.

But on the second day, the dishes were still exactly the same, but at this time Fuheshier was already unqualified.

The same raw material cannot be used a second time, that is to say...

— There are no other humans here.

Saya had no choice but to take him to the parking lot.

"Help me if you can."

Second-rate……

138 times...

963 times...

"Help me if you can."

So what if I get the eye?

Saya began to have such thoughts.

After getting the magic eye and handing it over to Ms. Canozaki, the crown puppeteer can naturally reshape a family girl based on the data obtained from the previous "observation".

A puppeteer doesn't insist on his own self, as long as he has memory, talent, and a perspective of thinking, tens of thousands of carriers can be his favorite.

The puppeteer does the same with himself.

But again it is difficult.

The enchantment of the Ogawa apartment originated from that man—the magician named Araya Soren, or Araya Soren is the Ogawa apartment itself. A few years ago, he used this apartment to try to directly access the root. After failing Died here.

But his origin as a magician is "stationary", unless he is directly endowed with the conceptual "death", this man is immortal.

The Magic Association "resurrected" his body, and promised to give him those eyes as long as he imprisoned Iu Niuzi in the imaginary space called Ogawa Apartment, as a material for researching the root.

So when Nitro stepped into Ogawa's apartment for the first time, the real body was sealed inside the apartment by an enchantment, and what followed them again and again was always a copy made by machinery and "observation" content Taste.

Araya Soren has been watching, observing, erasing all the unnatural processes.

Saya is the biggest unnatural factor. She is different from Fuheshier. Fuheshier has been identified as "a part of today's household structure" and is included in the scope of observation.

Saya didn't, she was just a small help from Aoqi Chengzi to Nitzi, and the biggest role was to record everything every time it was refreshed.

In other words, the only two people who can ignore the barrier and touch those eyes are Jiarui Glass and Fuheshier.

"Help me if you can."

Saya couldn't see the way out in countless spirals...until Fuheshier destroyed those eyes.

She didn't understand what was the difference between this time and the previous ones, which caused such an "accident".

But it doesn't matter, she will help him.

A monster has a human heart, and it doesn't require too many conditions to choose to help another monster in a weird and unreasonable world.

Sha Ye hid in the box and heard Miss Cang Qi say to Fu Heisher: "You have to find Gojo Satoru first."

"Conjurer?"

"He is about to become the strongest magician."

***

Fu Heisher found Gojo Satoru who was alone at the entrance of the dessert shop.

He wore sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and he held a packaged dessert in his hand. When he saw Fu Heisher, he pouted unkindly.

The last time I saw Wujo was in another world. The strongest conjurer in that world seemed to be broken. Except in front of his students and trusted people, he didn't even intend to hide his bad appearance at all.

If you look at it this way, this young master is more pleasing to the eye.

"What are you looking at?" The young man in the uniform of a college student said angrily, "If you want to fight, you can just say so."

For the first time, Shi Er didn't talk trash with him: "I don't want to for the time being."

"Aren't you afraid?" Wutiao gave him a strange look, and said in a provocative tone, "Why, did Nitro kick you at last?"

Gojo Satoru hadn't finished speaking when he heard a "tsk", the black-haired man was impatient, and sighed when he caught his sight: "So the brat is trouble."

Gojo Satoru lowered his face: "What happened to the house?"

"Hey, I thought the young master would do it directly." Shi Er raised his eyebrows.

"I'll meet you when I have time."

"Talk while you walk."

Wujo snorted coldly: "Why should I believe you? It's better to say that I have every reason to think that you have sold the holder of the precious reversal spell. Aren't you naturally good at doing such things?"

Shi Er rubbed his chin: "It makes sense. Let me tell you something, whether to go or not."

"...If you lie to me, I will kill you."

Gojo Satoru followed Shier, and the latter began to narrate unhurriedly, as if telling a story.

Fu Heisher didn't care about Jia Ruozi. He didn't care if Gojo Satoru would be involved in the dispute on the side of the magician. After picking and choosing, Gojo was silent for a while.

Apparently he was bitter about Jia Ruzizi's exclusion of him and Xia Youjie.

No matter how you look at it, they are much better than this scumbag, right?

Wutiao glanced at him: "So you actually took advantage of the situation?"

Shi Er thought for a while, then smiled: "There is nothing wrong with that."

"I'm going to punch you in the face when it's over."

"Become sensible, who taught you, your long-haired classmate?"

"Sure enough, it's better to kill you."

Shi Er gave a meaningless "hmm" twice, and said pointingly: "Either do it now, and I won't be able to die by then."

Wutiaowu: "..."

It's amazing to have a treatment, isn't it?

Shier brought people to the completely empty magic workshop, which was located outside the dense forest more remote than the suburbs, and it was specially prepared by Cheng Zi, in addition to giving hints to the outside world.

After closing the door and turning on the only light in the house, Shi Er suddenly asked: "You have been practicing the reversal technique, have you understood it?"

Wujo guessed that it might be Nitro who mentioned it to him: "Huh? What's the matter with your tone of describing cheap goods?"

"Then you have to learn by yourself quickly." Shier said.

Wujo frowned: "What?"

Fu Heisher dug out the task book Aozaki Chengzi left here from the messy table—it was said to be a task book, but in fact it only briefly explained the principle.

Five took over.

"The barrier in that apartment is too strong, even Cang Qi can only send people in again, it is very difficult to destroy the barrier and get the magician out." Shier said, "But another way of thinking, that apartment is The magician's words..."

Gojo Satoru looked at the explanation with one eye and ten lines, and slowly raised his head after reading it: "All you need to do is destroy the apartment."

"Yes." Shi Er nodded, thinking very clearly, "Destroy the apartment and make the barrier have no attachments, so no matter what, that magician named Ara Ye Zonglian must appear."

He probably knew that this person called him here as a cannonball, so Gojo Satoru accepted this for now, and asked another question: "...what's the matter with the reversal technique?"

"The number of people entering the imaginary number space is not limited, but it only recognizes the ability of "Family into the Glass" himself.At first I thought it was automatically eliminated, but Aozaki said no, it would eliminate other people who use abilities. Shire said, "That is, if you cast a spell inside, you will take damage that prevents you from using your abilities—"

"..."

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, he had already seen the "trauma based on causality" in the explanation, that is to say, it was a non-immediate non-physical trauma.

——It’s not something that can be stopped without a lower limit.

That's why he needs to use the reversal technique at the same time to keep healing to ensure that the body will not collapse directly. This is really...

"You're still fucking gloating at this moment, aren't you, Fuhesher?"

"I'm just wondering if you need a little extra help." Shi'er's voice was unmotivated, he squatted down, and turned out the box that Canozaki Chengzi left here before he left from under the table.

The box was opened, and the inside was pitch black, with the faint sound of gears turning accompanied by sticky sounds.

"Here is a simplified version of the imaginary space, which allows you to try the feeling of being "cleared" after using a spell. "

Wutiao Wuhuan stood on one side, staring at him, sneered, "Let me just get beaten?"

"Don't be afraid." Shier said, "The little monster inside won't kill you. If there is any problem, it will throw you out immediately."

Gojo Satoru has never disliked all kinds of experiments, not to mention that this seems to be a sure-fire thing.

After suppressing no lower limit, the self-excavation, and the epiphany that may arise between life and death.

The next step is to find the home into the glass.

After finding it, he will definitely shake this person's shoulders and say triumphantly, "Look, you still have to rely on me."

Then I have to blackmail him severely, and then let him make it clear which is more important, a friend or a gun.friend.

Say it to that bastard's face!

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and jumped into the box without looking at Fu Heisher.

……

Three days later, a young man full of extraneous feelings floated out of the box.

His hair and body were soaked in blood, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Fu Heisher sat cross-legged on the side, resting his chin with his hands, which was quite novel.

If Gojo Satoru had given him a full sense of inhumanity from the magic world since he was a child, then this feeling has almost reached its peak now.

The six eyes swayed slowly around, and stopped when they landed on him.

"Now even if there is Nitro to treat you, I am confident to kill you directly, Fuhei."

Fu Heisher stood up, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself, and said calmly, "You are really a real genius, it's disgusting."

Wujo didn't feel angry, and was about to punch him with a smile, when the phone rang suddenly.

He froze for a moment, took out his mobile phone and connected it, listened patiently for a while, and then said very calmly: "I'm sorry, Jie, I haven't been in the service area, and the phone didn't ring."

"In two or three days, probably."

"...Eh, how do you know... it's because the glass is right."

"No problem~ who do you think you are talking to?"

After hanging up the phone, Gojo Satoru wiped his hair, and some blood stains that had already solidified stuck his forehead back, revealing his fair forehead. At some point, a fresh-looking scar appeared on it.

He touched it, showing a somewhat bored expression, and then tore off the scar's outer skin tissue again.

The blood flowed down, and the reversal technique began to work. This time, the healing was much more complete than before. When the wound was flattened, there was no trace of scar on the forehead, and it was as clean as ever.

Fuheshier watched the crazy conjurer straightening his body with childlike joy and anger, and didn't intend to stop him.

Shi'er spit out the curse spirit, wrapped it around his shoulders, and when he lowered his head, his green eyes were immersed in the darkness.

It's good to be crazy, conjurers and magicians, if you really want to count them, the brains of both groups are quite abnormal.

So it can be said that buying nitrous is fighting poison with poison.

Fu Heisher thought of Nitro, who had fallen into the impulsive reversal period, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Wujo tilted his head and looked at him.

"It's nothing." Shir said, "It's time to go."

"—It's time to go." Araya Soren said.

The remaining half of his mutilated body came out from countless pipes and intubations, and the dark eyes hidden in the shadows stared at the expressionless young man.

The young man lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes blocked the inhuman golden eyes. Compared with all the previous test subjects, the breath of life on his body was actually weaker.

After all, after all replicas are destroyed, all memories, or experiences, go back to the brain of the original.

The magician Araga Soren did only one trivial thing, he aggravated every suggestion of death.

Just like Pavlov's dog, the body immediately gets feedback when it hears the bell.Jia Ruozi's body also firmly remembered something——

The pain of suffocation after being strangled.

The pain of being pierced in the lower abdomen, and the internal organs are mixed together.

Waiting peacefully for death, the man is unmoved by the pain.

He remembered all the deaths, and the ones who gave him death, the objects Araya Soren needed him to hate.

"That's all that Vohesher brings to you."

He looked at his feet in the darkness, looking at something through the darkness.

"Go and bring back the accident in the countless cycles of life and death."

The magician handed over the rib attached with the enchantment to Jia Ruzi, the posture was like some kind of solemn ceremony, and the tone was like a bitter monk on the altar.

"Bring, or kill."