Investigators choose to throw the script in a shredder

Jianren Qihai had a nightmare.

In the dream, when he was in high school, he lost his friends, escaped from the magic world, paralyzed his nerves, devoted himself to work to make money, and made money...

"Haha, I always think it's easy to imagine," the black-haired, mushroom-headed friend smiled cheerfully, with white teeth, "The office worker Qihai Jianren, um, is very suitable for the job that Qihai looks like!"

In the afternoon, on the rooftop which is suitable for small gatherings of students, the three of them were chatting and laughing. The sun was warm and the wind was gentle.

Jianren Qihai paused holding the vegetable bread for a moment: "Do you mean that I am old-fashioned or that I am suitable for being a white-collar worker?"

"No, how should I put it?" the friend with thick eyebrows and big eyes said seriously, "I think Qihai is very elite, and it will be very convincing if you do financial work, and you will get twice the result with half the effort."

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

Jianren Qihai nodded silently.

"Then what about me?" The niece who transferred to Tokyo two days ago blinked, "Did Qi Haihai dream of me?"

Jianren Qihai smiled: "Do you not mind even if it is a nightmare?"

The girl's blue eyes lit up: "That's right! Did you become Qi Haihai's boss and shout at Qi Haihai, or did you steal Qi Haihai's driver's license and go to the bookstore to buy adult magazines?"

The friend couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you bullying Qihai, Qihai is an elder."

"Because," the blue-eyed girl looked at Jianren Qihai fixedly, "that's the truth."

The warm breeze stopped.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

"Even if you don't want to, adults can't live in sleep forever," my friend tried to put on a smile with a sad expression on his face, "Qihai is already a very reliable adult, but what I say may not be convincing force."

"Anyway, wake up quickly, Nanami."

"I'm a little curious," the blond-haired jk rubbed his chin, talking about his messy conjectures, "Does Xia You like men or women now? Is the body position up or down? Or is he simply converted to Buddhism?"

The friend said nervously: "No way! Senior Xia You is still single?!"

"Single, but with two daughters, the competitiveness of the marriage market is bleak, tsk tsk tsk."

"What kind of heart are you fucking..."

Jianren Qihai opened his eyes helplessly.

The light without temperature was very dazzling, but in front of him was the familiar ceiling of the infirmary—it turned out that he had already returned to the high school.

"Don't rush to open your eyes...but it looks like you had a sweet dream, Nanami."

Jia Ruozi came over with the memo and ticked it: "I have been refusing to wake up, and now you are the last conjurer to recover."

"Ah, it's not a bad dream... What's wrong with the others now?"

"Going to make a speech."

Jianren Qihai: "...Sorry, I don't know the situation very well, can you explain it to me from the beginning?"

Jia Ruozi put down the memo, and the gloom between his brows became lighter: "It's ok, anyway, I'm pretty free now."

"Then let's start with Wu saving the world two days ago."

Jianren Qihai: "...As expected of him."

The shackles on Youren's body disappeared, and the two-faced Nuo controlled his body away from the source of pollution.

Although it doesn't matter if the container is dead, Liangmian Sunuo doesn't want to be mixed with those two things, not even a centimeter.

Rather than being involved in it forever, the Cursed King would rather be tied to the kid to death!

Just as Su Nuo was about to leave, he saw Wujo Wu walking over.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

With malice, the two-faced Su Nuo told him: "Don't go forward, magicians, that is not a place where you humans can interfere, you should dig graves for your companions... I remember, those magicians were not Did it pollute several, such as this kid's classmates, your students?"

The white-haired conjurer passed by the two-faced Su Nuo without stopping.

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The two-faced Su Nuo watched the strongest curse master walk towards the center of the distortion, which is the cruelest hell for the curse master. No one knows what kind of changes will happen to the curse power. The mutation of the mantra itself.

[kp: Double-faced Nuo spell detection is successfully used]

There are so many outstanding figures throughout the ages, but those who are selected by the door always end badly.

It was also the first time he had seen the chosen conjurer.

The fighting spirit that Su Nuo had raised on both sides suddenly disappeared, and he pursed his lips and left the battle where the outcome was already decided.

This era belongs to Wujo Wu.

...if Wujo Wu is still "Wujo Wu".

The chaotic wind messed up his white hair, his clothes were rubbed against each other, and the water vapor in the air entangled and tried to wet his skin, but was stopped by an invisible barrier.

His pale eyes stared at everything in front of him——

The fight between the unknown of the stars and the chaotic sleeper of the deep sea is tragic and spectacular.

What is spectacular is their power, what is tragic is human beings.

They have no intention of causing harm to human beings, neither malicious nor good intentions, but with them as the center, the alienated death of all human beings is also a fact.

The wailing and wailing of human beings are annihilated in the two giant meat grinders, but the machines do not have this consciousness.

Do the struggling human beings on the ground know that their struggles and cries are meaningless?

The conjurer thought so in his heart.

[kp: Dark cast? ? ]

……

"As I get older, my memory also gets worse. It's still the sequelae of those knowledge... Let's check with Nitro later." Gojo Satoru put his hand between the two.

Isn't he the very meaning of human struggle?

[kp: Wujo Wu infinite additional success]

At first it was a beam of white light that pierced the warring parties.

It was clearly a place where human beings should never set foot, but there was a person standing there in good condition.

Gray green and dark yellow are like water fleas to the sun under the light, invincible and unrivaled.

Immediately after the dawn of day, the toxins that can distort the concept of human beings are separated out of the human body, and the contact with light melts away like snowflakes in midsummer.

The survivors in Shibuya stood up in a trance, and they looked down at their hands like a dream—it was still octopus feet/frog webs a few seconds ago, and there was no weird fishy smell on their bodies, and their heads could think normally instead of chaos.

"What happened..."

"I don't know, it seems like I had a nightmare..."

"Ah! I survived!"

"God! It's a miracle!"

"Mom, mom... where are you!?"

"... Had a nightmare? It's dawn, so the dream is over!"

The bewildered survivors cheered and hugged and celebrated under the icy white light.

Buildings that condemn aesthetics gradually lose their shape, while the stars are still in their right place, R'lyeh fades back to the deep sea of ​​the South Pacific.

The sleeping god was unwillingly locked into the stone fortress, and the seal was artificially strengthened. He lost the infectious power far exceeding ten trillion times that of the virus.

The starry sky lost its color, and under the white light without a light source, any stars appeared dim.

The Lord of Deep Space Galactica has lost his sense of Earth, and will never be able to interfere anywhere other than Lake Harry.

—The sunless day covered the whole earth.

——Like the Silver Box Garden.

Tokyo, Japan.

Bai Shidun came out of the Xingxing Palace, looked blankly at the white light above his head, and then saw the conjurers lying on the ground.

Dog curly spines, Yoshino Junpei, night moth Masamichi... and his good partner Matsumoto Jiro.

There are two beautiful jk hanging on his body, behind him is the No. [-] machine, and he is still kicking a strange man who is very handsome but almost fucked.

[Shiraishi Atsushi: Ah, I misread you, Matsumoto...]

Atsushi Shiraishi: "What are you doing, Matsumoto?"

[Shiraishi: Ku Suo, such a winner in life!Cuso! ! ! ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: What are you envious of? ]

Matsumoto Jiro glanced at Wuri Tianguang above, and said helplessly: "That thief caught me again, let's go."

"It's not us, it's you alone." The handsome young man helped to push the man who was almost naked into the cockpit of the No. [-] plane.

[Shiraishi Atsushi: It feels great. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: 1 minute ago he was still in the form of kp pottery. ]

Atsushi Shiraishi paused, and jumped off the No. [-] machine: "I don't intend to give up my position in the magic world, there is still room for manipulation."

Bai Shidun lowered his eyes, looked at the unconscious dog Curly Ji, squatted down, and wiped his face.

The quiet-looking beautiful boy closed his eyes, unconscious.

[Atsushi Shiraishi: Cute. ]

[Matsumoto Jiro: ... abnormal. ]

Matsumoto Jiro stuffed all the people he brought into the cockpit of the No. [-] machine, and dug out the spare mana energy—the canned "Nine Phase Diagram of Mantra Embryo". But at last it was possible to act.

In the chaos, the No. [-] machine escaped into the forest.

Seaside Cemetery.

The person inside spit out a mouthful of seawater and climbed up Nanami Mei's tombstone. The seawater was ebbing.

The dazzling white light came into view, hurting his eyes, and the insider took out his waterproof watch, worried that the hands would be affected, he bought a digital watch specially.

"00:00."

"It's been a long Halloween," the middle man stroked his wet hair, showing his first sincere smile since then, "Thank you so much, Mr. Gojo."

[The rule of the inside: After all, having a conscience is your biggest shortcoming. ]

[kp: ... are you still human? ]

"After that day, the sky has never been dark again." Jiarui smoked a cigarette, and his chin lit the white light outside, "So don't look at the light outside, it's actually 09:30 in the evening."

"In this way, everyone was saved, as expected of him," Jianren Qihai exhaled, "Afterwards, the existence of the conjuration world was also exposed, so everyone went to educate other people about cursing conjurers and the like. Does it exist?"

"Well," the long-haired female doctor lit a cigarette near her mouth, "and there are thousands of conjurers active in the present, as well as ordinary people who have acquired the talent of conjurers before, if ordinary people don't know about these , maybe there will be a second 羂索 born."

Qihai Jianren was puzzled: "Who is Rensuo?"

"...an ordinary person."

The female doctor's eyes turned silvery white at one moment, and then back to normal at the next moment.

"Well, let me tell you some good news," Jia Ruozi stood in front of the window, "the death penalty for Knotweed is cancelled, and Baishi is wanted."

"Because Mr. Gojo?"

"That's right," Jia Ruozi nodded, "The curse of the two-faced Su Nuo was extracted by Wu Wu. The reason for Baishidun's wanted arrest was not explained in the first place. In addition, Baishi had the credit for protecting the high-level personnel, so the two of them Naturally, the penalty was cancelled.”

The deeper reason is that no one wants to endanger the acquaintances of "Wujo Wu" now.

The Silver Box lasted for 72 hours.

Seventy-two hours later, a brand new world was born—a world that belonged entirely to Gojo Satoru.

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The author has something to say:

Shibuya is a mess.My writing is also very messy hahaha (laugh)

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