The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

"Um... don't just stand there like an idiot, quickly help me up, I accidentally used too much force."

Dong Yangping struggled to turn over and try to sit up.

However, it didn't hold up because the body was already occupied by lactic acid and histamine, leaving only a sour and weak feeling.

When Shen Er noticed that he couldn't stand up, she quickly went over and helped Dong Yangping up, her amazement still evident in her eyes.

"How did you do that? That's outrageous! You created such a wide-ranging air cannon with just one punch..."

This is no longer a matter of whether it's reasonable or not; it's simply unscientific.

If an air cannon with the area of ​​a fist is to be fired, capable of shattering half a warehouse, how much force would be applied to that single point?

If this punch lands on someone, it won't just leave splattered patches; you won't even find any blood or foam.

No matter how strong his body is, it is still made of flesh and blood.

Shen Er looked at Dong Yangping with the same expression he would give a monster.

It's clear that Dong Yangping's physical abilities are only slightly better than his.

Feeling the soreness in his body, Dong Yangping grinned, "I don't know, it's my first time doing this too. I used a little too much force. Let's go back, let's go back and eat something!"

Dong Yangping thought to himself, "I can't do that again."

Once you've made your first move, you're left with no energy left. If you encounter a dangerous situation, you'll be completely at the mercy of others. That's not a good habit.

Fortunately, Kana Huihui's home was not far from here. When she carried Dongyangping back home, Tanaka and his men had already set out the food that had been delivered.

Tanaka saw Higashihira on Shen'er's back and rushed over: "Young Master, what happened to you?"

Dong Yangping said weakly, "It's not a big problem. I overexerted myself. Prepare some high-energy sugar water and high-fat food for me."

Dong Yangping was so hungry that he didn't want to talk anymore and started eating like crazy. However, the energy from the food he ate was simply not enough.

"Yes, young master!"

After Tanaka finished speaking, he went to the side to make a phone call. In less than ten minutes, another box of food was delivered.

They even turned it over, opened it, and found several large chunks of unknown animal fat, as well as nearly ten liters of glucose.

To Shen Er's astonishment, Dong Yangping began to feast, stuffing large chunks of fat into his mouth, along with thick glucose water.

That satisfied expression made me a little hungry for a moment.

Shen Er picked up the prepared food with practiced ease and began to eat.

Shen Er watched as Dong Yangping recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The muscles that had just looked somewhat shriveled from overexertion quickly regained their fullness after consuming a large amount of food.

The blood vessels under the skin pulsate as if they were alive, delivering massive amounts of nutrients to every cell.

The most outrageous thing is that you can even hear sounds coming from inside Dong Yangping's body, the sound of his intestines and stomach moving, just like a factory production line running at full speed.

Even her lips twitched; sometimes having overly sensitive hearing isn't a good thing: "What exactly is your digestive system...?"

Dong Yangping swallowed the last large, steaming piece of oil and let out a satisfied sigh: "I don't know, but it's edible anyway."

He patted his belly, which was already bulging high, like a pregnant woman who was seven or eight months along.

But within minutes, the abdomen subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye—all the energy had been absorbed and transformed.

A normal person would have become thin from consuming so much oil.

Shen Er looked at the few remaining pieces of white fat on the plate and asked, "What kind of animal's fat is this... that you're eating?"

The fat chunks were still steaming, clearly indicating they had been processed recently.

It has a delicate texture, with almost no visible muscle fibers. It is pure white with a slight pinkish tinge of oil, and it has a warm luster under the light.

Dong Yangping picked up his cup and took a big gulp of glucose water, then squinted his eyes comfortably: "Whale blubber. It's the fat from whales."

"This stuff contains a ton of energy, more than regular fat."

"It's also easy to digest and absorb, and most importantly, the portion is very large, and it's smooth and delicious."

He picked up a small piece and took a bite like he was eating chocolate: "Would you like to try some? Tanaka specially brought it from Norway; it's the freshest sperm whale blubber. It's been processed, so it doesn't have much of a fishy smell."

Shen Er hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up a small piece.

The oil felt warm to the touch on my fingertips.

He put it in his mouth.

The next second—

"vomit!"

Shen Er suddenly turned his head and spat out the small piece of whale fat, his face extremely pale.

"This is what they call 'not much of a fishy smell'?"

Shen Er glared at Dong Yangping: "It feels like I have a fish that's been dead for a month stuffed into my tongue!"

Dongyang Ping laughed heartily.

"Sorry, sorry, I forgot that your five senses are much stronger than the average person's."

Dong Yangping smiled and took another bite of his piece: "It really doesn't taste fishy to me, it's quite fragrant."

"Is your sense of taste damaged?"

He even picked up the water glass and gulped down several mouthfuls to suppress the nausea.

"It's alright," Dong Yangping shrugged. "Maybe my definition of 'delicious' is different from yours. In my eyes, anything that provides a lot of energy is delicious."

As he spoke, he finished another piece of whale fat.

Shen Er watched this scene and secretly clicked his tongue in amazement.

Over the past two months, he had seen Dong Yangping eat many times, and each time he was shocked.

That's not enjoying a meal, that's refueling.

Precise, efficient, and purposeful.

It's like refueling a machine.

After some calculations, it was found that at this rate of appetite, Higashiyohei would spend several million yen every month just on food.

"Would you like to try this...?"

Just then, there was a knock on the gate.

"Knock knock knock".

The sound was soft and rhythmic.

Shen Er frowned.

He had already figured out who was outside—his keen senses allowed him to detect the familiar presence in advance.

Shen Er said, "It's that brat."

"Kid?" Dong Yangping was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "Nanami?"

"It must be him."

Shen Er stood up.

"I'll go open the door."

Dongyangping waved his hand: "No need, Tanaka is here."

Sure enough, the sound of the courtyard gate opening came from inside, followed by the question from Butler Tanaka: "Who are you looking for?"

A calm, youthful voice rang out: "Hello, is Mr. Dongyang here?"

It is Nanami Kento.

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Dong Yangping immediately stood up.

Although my body is still a little weak, I have basically recovered after replenishing my energy.

He walked to the door and saw Nanami Kento standing in the yard.

The twelve-year-old boy had golden hair that shimmered softly in the sunlight, and his signature yellow-green eyes were clear and serene.

He was carrying a hiking backpack that was about half his height on his back, and two rectangular wooden boxes in his hands.

"So it's Nanami."

Dongyang Ping greeted him with a smile, "Are you here to deliver magical artifacts?"

He saw the bag on Nanami Kento's back and the box in his hand.

Qi Haijian bowed slightly: "Yes, Mr. Dongyang. Mr. Wenzang asked me to bring over the incantation tools, saying that you urgently need them."

"Come in quickly," Higashiyohei hurriedly greeted. "Tanaka, could you please take the others and leave the courtyard first? Nanami and I have something to discuss."

Butler Tanaka nodded respectfully, led several employees out of the courtyard, and closed the gate.

Shen Er originally intended to leave as well, but Dong Yangping kept her there.

"Could you take a look too?"

Dongyangping said, "You are more familiar with these incantation tools than I am."

After all, this person is an expert. Although Dongyang Ping has not been able to find a place to store the magic tools in the past two months.

However, they had already subtly confirmed that Shen had quite a few magical artifacts in his possession.

The three of them went inside and sat around on the tatami mats.