With too many knives, I was forced to save the world

【Reconstructing...】

【warn!Out of control warning! 】

[Please take measures! 】

……

[Forced stabilization...]

【Stabilized】

【Host!Are you saving the world or accelerating its destruction! 】

The system felt that it would not be able to drag down the already precarious value to a more dangerous level if it went into battle by itself.

Shen Daishu washed his face in the public bathroom, looked refreshed, and then answered unhurriedly: [If the damage of the vest you gave me is less than 90.00%, I can still save it. 】

[It is very difficult to make one out of thin air with the little data left before...] The sound of the system is getting smaller and smaller, it is really trying its best, [But even if it is said this way, host, why didn't you say "Then let's go together Let's go back to the high school." At least it won't be worse than it is now. 】

[Can't say. 】

Facing the mirror, Shen Daishu raised his wet hand and pushed down his curled hair. His face was pale due to staying up late for a long time, without the cover of glasses. loose.

[If you say so, you will directly declare failure. 】

【why? 】

Hearing that Shen Daishu just put on his glasses slowly and did not answer the system's questions.

The system is in a hurry, this host is really stuck at a critical moment!

[Why on earth, host! 】

Shen Daishu walked out of the public bathroom, and when the electromagnetic sound of the system was about to be distorted, he replied: [Send me back and put the cap on the pen, and I will tell you the answer. 】

system:……

How obsessed is this person with pen caps!

【Okay, I won't tease you anymore. 】When the system was about to explode, Shendai Shu said, 【Tell me how to repair the vest. 】

As soon as the system heard that he finally got down to business, it quickly called up the database, and after a comprehensive comparison, it told him: [The slowest method is to expand the rationality of the existence of the vest, that is, the synchronization rate of the host and the vest and the recognition of the world consciousness. 】

[Where is the fastest? 】

[The external forces of the world's aboriginal inhabitants can also interfere to a certain extent. 】

Shen Daishu carefully savored the last sentence of the system, and suddenly realized: [It means that I can go to Gojo Satoru to transform the vest into a human-shaped weapon, and exist in other postures? 】

Who doesn't have a dream of opening a Gundam.

Shindai Tsunade said that it was really possible, so he first installed a large mechanical flower arm for himself.

The system quickly stopped his dangerous thoughts: [No, doing so will damage the remaining data on the vest, which will cause irreparable consequences. 】

Shendai Shufu forehead: [Tell me the shortcut, and then tell me that I can't go... so sad. 】

As he spoke, he seemed to have lost his mind, and the more he thought about it, the sadder he became, with frustration written all over his face.

The system sensed that his mood suddenly became very depressed, and this was the first time it saw the fragile side of a human being who seemed to be in control of everything, so he couldn't help but kindly comforted him: [Well, what about sending you back? , other conditions you open one, I try to meet it? 】

Shindai Tsuka's expression calmed down for a moment, he pushed the frame of his glasses, [I'm hungry, please trouble the system, thank you. 】

It has been half a day since he passed through, and even though his body was frozen during the time when the system space helped him preserve his body, he is still very hungry now.

He had to go to work without eating breakfast, Shen Daishu felt that he was really miserable.

The system feels that it seems to be performed, but it seems that it is not performed.

【...Okay then, I'll apply to transfer the host's savings from your present life. 】

If you agree, you still have to do it, so that you can establish a friendly cooperative relationship with the host.

Although this host is not reliable at all.

But... the system feels that the host who can play through so many worlds by himself must have other advantages, so let's take a look.

Sensing that the system's voice had completely disappeared in his mind, Shendai Shu slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Manipulating a vest that is too damaged feels like his consciousness is stuck in a quagmire, and the suffocating feeling of falling keeps him from recovering.

The most iconic ability of the "five purlins" vest is his spells, and a broken vest cannot be used.

He was sure that Gojo Satoru, who had six eyes, had seen through this point, and it might become a very troublesome point in the future.

But these are not difficult to do.

What is difficult is that he found that probably due to his strong obsession, the time and scenes in which this vest can appear are too limited.

If it wasn't for the rain, Wu Lianglin might not be able to show up.

Shendai Shu can vaguely feel that this obsession is not only the obsession of Wujolin to "sunny day", but also Wujo Satoru, the original resident with whom he has the deepest bond, from the bottom of his heart, making this setting a bondage to him .

What a hassle.

#It’s better to rush to draft, to save the world than to rush to draft#

Shen Daishu took a rest on the roadside chair for a while, and the system sounded again, telling Shen Daishu with great interest that everything had been done.

So Shindai Tsun finally had his breakfast, which he didn't know how many hours late.

Although I feel a little distressed that I spent my own money, it feels really good to really taste the delicious food.

That's right... He looked at the balance displayed on the screen and felt the long-lost feeling of being oppressed by money.

Now he needs to "save the world", and he doesn't have so much time to start a new serial in another world.

Besides, his manga had only been serialized to the seventh volume before time travel, and it was also his first manga, so he didn't have a lot of savings.

Fortunately, he doesn't have extravagant living habits. Under such circumstances, he prefers to rent a remote but cheap place to stay, and after packing up, he continues to find ways to climb over the wall to get his "game currency".

【...Host, why don't you just go back as a vest. 】

Shindaitsu finally changed into a simple uniform, and answered the system after hearing this: [Then I may scare many people to death. 】

System: [You have come back from the dead, are you still worried about this? ! 】

Shindaitsu sighed softly, 【If it wasn't for you to transfer my deposit, I don't have to worry about it. 】

[After all these things are over, I still have to go back, so I can't be too extravagant. 】

The system is not a human being, so it can't understand this feeling of worrying about not having enough savings to spend, so it can only say along the way: [Even if this is the case... If it wasn't because of the host's knife, it wouldn't have caused such strong resentment in the world. Bar. 】

【So now I have to think about what to do next. 】

When the system heard the mechanical sound, there was a slight rippling: [The host has written the script yet! 】

Shen Daishu chuckled, and he was planning a strategy. He stood by the window with an unfathomable expression, looked at the distant sky through the glass, and said: [Next, we... sleep. 】

After he finished speaking, he actually lay down on the hard bed in the rental house, leaving the system with a series of question marks overflowing in his mind.

……

The timeline was adjusted forward, and the sudden heavy rain stopped as quickly as it came.

The breath after the rain spread with the smell of wet earth.

"Disappeared."

Fu Heihui frowned, should it be true... But what is going on.

He looked at the expressionless Gojo Satoru.

The white-haired young man took off his blindfold at some point, and stared at him quietly with his clear eyes.

It was exactly the same as what he saw...

Vulnerable, weak.

Even if it is not a hallucination, it is more like an afterimage imprisoned by obsession than "resurrection from death".

"How about going to eat sushi?" Gojo Satoru put on the same expression when facing the students as before when he turned around.

"Teacher Wutiao." Hu Zhang suddenly thought of something, and he gestured to the figure of the young man who was standing in front of them just now, "The senior just now, um, left before he had time to say goodbye, as if something was urgent, but this is A spell that can teleport?"

After just meeting Yuzu Yuhito, you can feel that the boy should not do such a thing as leaving without saying goodbye.

Besides, the sudden disappearance just now was too sudden, almost like a spell or something. Sure enough, there are many different types of spells in the world of magic as it was introduced.

What's more... when we first met, Gojo-sensei seemed to be in a better mood.

Sure enough, it's been a long time. I'm sure I'm a very good friend.

"It's not a spell, it's just a joke." Gojo Gojo seemed to be completely unaffected, he put on the blindfold again, and then said in an annoyed tone that couldn't tell the truth: "Just mentioning returning to the high school... You ran so fast, you didn't even have a chance to say my invitation, well, speaking of it, do you want to have another great teacher?"

Fu Heihui's expression was a bit complicated, and he didn't say a word.

Knotabagi Yuhito was very generous in his compliments: "Are you a new teacher? It sounds great. By the way, the senior just didn't leave his name."

"He and Mr. Wujo have the same surname." Gojo Satoru added with a smile, "It's a bamboo horse that grew up together."

"That must be very strong."

Since joining the world of magic arts, Yuzhang Youroto has heard rumors about the Yusan family and the Gotiao family.

"Of course." Gojo Satoru said.

If it wasn't for that matter, the strongest in the world of conjuration now... Well, he must still be him.

Kaginizaki Yamei, who had been listening, packed her shopping bags and said impatiently, "Tsk, I can't listen anymore."

"Everyone is gone."

"Next time, if you use all means to keep someone here, it will be fine if you invite him completely and solemnly."

Her keen intuition and perception of gossip told her that the boy who just appeared was not easy, at least for Gojo Satoru.

And Fu Heihui's expression also told her a lot indirectly.

She really couldn't stand Gojo Satoru's expression for a moment. She stepped out of the eaves with a shopping bag in her hand, breathing in the much fresher air after the rain, "So what are you going to eat tonight? Knotweed? Fuhei?"

"I can do it, see what Fu Hei wants to eat, feed Fu Hei?"

"..."

"Well, don't worry, there is still time to choose slowly."

Gojo Satoru hugged Fugurohui and Knotabagi, as if he didn't listen to what Kizaki said before.

In the eyes covered by the eyepatch is the color of madness that no one can see.

He can keep it.

He must be able to keep it.

The six eyes that see through everything, and the unanswered questions from Purlin's mouth, are telling him that he will appear again.

"I'll keep you."

——"He will definitely keep me."

The young man with dark blue hair touched his right ear, and what he got was the complete touch and outline. He seemed to think of something, and his eyes flickered a little.

The halo of dusk shrouded him, and the temperature was a little lower than that of the day, and the light rain that fell at an unknown time wetted the ornamental branches and trees on the street.

[Damage degree 80.00% V]