After COS real people crossed, they tried to cover their vests to save their lives

A certain corner of the city seems to be a hidden corner that is suitable for doing things recorded in criminal law books. The first advantage is that few people will pass by. As long as the movement is not too large, the probability of being discovered is close to zero no matter what you do.

Although this Gojo Satoru is handsome and has a high degree of restoration——

Although--

Standing in a dead-end alley surrounded by walls on three sides, the real person looked at the young man in front of him who said, "Let's just ask for his name so we can register." His eyes still couldn't move away from the other person's head: after taking off the bandages in front of his eyes, the bristling hair was so soft and smooth. down!

It's a pity that handsome is handsome, but there seems to be something wrong with his brain.

His hands were also strong, and he almost dragged him over without asking for his opinion.

The real person looked at Gojo Satoru with a tangled expression and moved his limbs, joints and muscles as if he was preparing for exercise. Finally, he held down the back of his neck and twisted his neck, provocatively with his fingers on his face.

"Come on, what are you doing in a daze? I will be very gentle."

The real person refused with eyes: "..."

Is that what he thinks?

Really want to play the shame game you haven't tried since elementary school?

Wait, the other person looks very tender, and his personality is not very mature in the conversation just now, he can't be a high school student who has not graduated from the second year of middle school!

Although the other party has a sense of oppression with no way out, it's like the Gojo Satoshi who would frivolously say "you're weak" and then screw off the head of the curse spirit. I'm very excited, but it doesn't mean that he can follow along with no psychological burden!

Zhenren, who had no desire to perform since he was a child, sighed deeply.

"Are you really coming?" he asked.

"It's okay, don't be shy and go boldly." Gojo Satoru urged.

"it is good……"

If you don't cooperate, the other party will probably not let you go.

The real man covered his face, trying to suppress his shame.

Feeling the sutures on my face that feel real to the touch, I guess it might be because the makeup girl performed supernormally today, and the "real person" she produced looks like a real person, so I went to him specifically?

Seeing Wujo Satoru's ready-to-strike posture, thank him for knowing that he should go to a place where no one is around to avoid social death.

Just say some lines, play with him for a while, then find an excuse to leave.

Thinking like this, recalling the plot and gradually finding the state of the character, he raised the corners of his mouth and recited his lines with a sickly sharp smile - "My name is Zhenren, a curse born from the hatred and fear of humans for humans."

Human beings gather together a certain fixed concept.

A super imaginary spell.

Wujo Wu's special treatment was still waiting for him to continue to say something, but seeing that the other party had no more words, he suddenly saw that he was not moving, and even the magic power in his body did not fluctuate.Or is there a special restriction on spells, and I want to lure him to make the first move?

The strongest of course chooses to be satisfied.

The palm that gathers the magic power strikes.

"...cough?!"

The fallen real person, who had already figured out how to cooperate with the other party, found himself derailed by gravity before he had time to flop, and flew out and embedded himself in the wall.

During the period, I heard the crunching sound of broken bones, and the body seemed to be split from the inside.

Cement crumbs shake off along with the dust, and the mind of the real person goes blank.

"...?"

Dazed for several seconds, he instinctively struggled to pull himself off the wall. The moment he fell to the ground, his nerves seemed to be reconnected after the power outage, and the severe pain in his abdomen that spread to his limbs almost made him forget to think.

Feeling coughing and vomiting something from his throat and mouth, the real person knelt down on the ground, closed one eye and saw the purple unknown liquid he just spit out on the ground——

Viscous, coated with what looked like fragments of tissue.

Blood?

The blood is red! He is not colorblind!

The sound of footsteps approached and finally stopped in front of him. The real person froze and raised his head slowly like a clockwork machine. He saw the white-haired young man smiling like a villain, and he clearly felt the fear originating from the depths of his body——

will be eliminated.

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what happened?

Who is he and where is he?

What just happened?

A normal person would definitely die from such an impact, right?No, in real life, can human beings knock others flying more than ten meters with one punch?

Could it be that……

Gojo Satoru squatted down, the hanging white bandage casually draped over his neck.

With a hand on top of his head, Zhenren felt his scalp tighten.

The hair that was pulled by what should have been a wig was picked up directly, and he looked closely again, and he could see the unfamiliar look of "myself" reflected in the six eyes.

Lan Fa, who was supposed to be ripped off halfway, felt a real pain of pulling...

He crossed?

It turns out that cos will really time travel?

The threat of death was infinitely approaching, and the real person who was beaten a little stunned looked at Gojo Satoru with eyes narrowed in horror. Although he admired this man, he never thought of letting him kill him for fun!

"No, I...cough cough cough..."

The larynx also seemed to be broken, preventing him from speaking smoothly.

Gojo Satoru's voice was as cold as his eyes.

The other hand patted the stitched face of the curse spirit with the utmost irony.

"Hey, you're so much weaker than I thought, are you really super?"

Originally, I wanted to break off all the limbs, leaving only the torso or the head alive, and it was more convenient to carry, but I didn't expect that I couldn't even take one round.

"The aura is very powerful. Except for the fact that human beings learn a lot, the strength you show is not worth noting at all, not even comparable to a first-level curse spirit... Anyway, struggle to the death and give some reactions. I am like this Get rid of you, huh?"

Gojo Satoru grabbed Curse's neck with his hands down, clasped his five fingers together, and prepared to split up like this.

The real person hissed in panic and wanted to say something: "Listen to my explanation—"

Gojo Gojo's hand was empty in the next second.

"……Oh?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes that continued the color at the end of the sky, and then sensed that the breath of the curse spirit had completely disappeared.

It turns out there is a way out.

No wonder there is confidence to challenge him.

Withdrew after only a brief contact, it seems that the opponent's purpose is not to fight him...

Gojo Satoru didn't even increase the folds of his clothes during the three-minute exercise that wasn't even a battle.

After a little thought, he floated into the air and used teleportation in the direction of the gymnasium.

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In a park a few kilometers away, next to the sand pile that cultivates children's creativity.

The weather is fine today, and many children gathered here to play in nearby residential buildings on weekends. At this moment, a dispute arose because the well-built fortress collapsed.

"You-chan, you idiot!"

"I didn't do it..."

"It sucks not to admit it, you're the only one standing there!"

"It's really not me...ah, the other half too!"

The real person paused when he got up, and silently turned over and changed direction.

He moved forward holding on to things that could support his body, and finally found a tree that could provide shade and collapsed. He took a deep breath and listened to the gossip of the aunts who were shopping for vegetables not far away, feeling that his soul had been separated from the flesh | Body.

Simultaneously with the exaggerated rumors that have been spread for several versions, there is also the electronic sound of the necessary partner in time travel—the system—in my mind.

Electronic voice said.

[You crossed, but not quite. ]

[For the traversal caused by the loopholes in the world, as a compensation management bureau, I will be sent with number xxxx01 to help you adapt to life in the new world until the happiness rating reaches the standard. ]

[Next I will take you... Mister Real? ]

[Please don't ignore me, Mister Real. ]

"……understood."

Daren struggled to hug his neck, which was so distorted that he couldn't breathe, and said in pain, "Don't call me Daren, I have a headache."

The system is silent, and there is no need for honorific words.

[What do you want me to call you? ]

The real person opened his mouth and didn't say anything, he opened his eyes wide, and found that he had a vague impression a few minutes ago, but now his memory of who he was and what his name was before has been completely blurred, and the past can only be summed up by the word "crossing". simple cognition.

As if put into a fixed mould, he is now the "true man" of the mantra.

Zhenren still wanted to make a difference, sighed and said: "Xiaozhen is a villain, you can do whatever you want."

[IMHO disgusting. ]

The system resolutely rejected it in a cold tone that we are not familiar with.

The corner of the real person's mouth twitched, and he heard it continue to explain.

[I think you should have noticed that due to unexplained magnetic field fluctuations, your original world merged with this world, and you are now a singularity similar to a connecting channel. ]

[Fortunately, due to the low synchronization rate of only 2%, your crossing into a "real person" has nothing to do with the original "real person" in this world.As long as you camouflage, you can exist independently of the character on the plot line, and you don’t need to replace the original owner to complete the task, as long as you remember not to insert too much into the plot...]

The more I listened, the more complicated it became. The pain of being beaten by Gojo Goto made the real person unable to concentrate, and the eyebrows were interrupted and asked: "You just tell me, can I return to my original life?"

The system gives good news.

[Can. ]

and the bad news.

[When the world fusion timeline is synchronized, you can go back. ]

21-18

The real person performed two-digit addition and subtraction calculations, and couldn't help but explode: "Isn't there still three years left!"

[It is five years. ]

System correction, [It is now the summer of 2016. ]

Reality: "..."

The roar just now affected all internal organs, causing a dull pain.

The system calmly switched to the monitoring channel of the host's physical condition, helped him reduce the pain, and said: [I am responsible for ensuring your life safety and living standards during this period, please believe in my professionalism. ]

Zhenren touched his chest, only feeling a slight dull pain, and a self-healing itching.

"Okay..." At the moment, I can only choose to trust the system. It was the one who helped me just now and rescued him from Gojo Satoru by teleportation. It should be very reliable.

The real person plucked his hair and shook out the fine sand in the bunker just now, and looked at himself covered in blood and dust, "First help me find a hotel room to take a bath and recuperate."

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National Sports Complex.

"Go back to the dormitory obediently and don't run around!"

Waving away the first graders like taking care of problem children in kindergarten, Gojo Satoru put away his laughing expression for a second after the car drove away.

He took out his mobile phone, flipped through the contact list, and prepared to find Yidizhi to pick him up. By the way, he asked him to make an appointment with Ye Mozhengdao to find time to talk about the incident just now, and accidentally saw the period in his post.

[A curse born from the hatred and fear of humans for humans. ]

Gojo Satoru sneered, saved and pressed dial.

Immediately pick up the opposite side.

"Hey?"

"Yo, you run away so fast..."

Before Wujo Wu could finish speaking, the other person had already hung up the phone.

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