The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

But the second option...

Make everyone a sorcerer.

Dongyang Ping is interested in this proposal.

No, it's not just being interested—it's being extremely interested.

Because he originally wanted to become a sorcerer, or at the very least be able to use magical power.

For the past twenty years, he has been constantly honing his physical skills and pushing his limits in order to become stronger and live a better life.

His physical body is very strong, and it may become even stronger. Theoretically, his physical body can become almost infinitely stronger, but it's too slow.

He has trained for 20 years to reach his current level. He might train until he dies and still not have the power of five of his own [Haku].

Cursed power is a power from another dimension.

It's also a shortcut!

If he could master the power of curses, he could not only see cursed spirits directly and avoid danger in advance, but also use the power of curses to enhance his physical body, making his already incredibly strong body even stronger.

More importantly, in the later stages of the story—the "battle of the gods" phase—those without magical power may not even have the right to watch the battle and will be crushed by the aftershocks like ants.

Having a gun and not using it is one thing, and not having a gun at all are two different things.

Dong Yangping wanted that "gun".

But he was also very cautious.

"Miss Ninety-Nine".

Dong Yangping slowly began, "Your ideals are lofty, and your research direction is very valuable. But—"

He paused, then looked directly into Yuki's eyes: "Why should I believe you can succeed?"

"You're a top-tier sorcerer, and you're very powerful, I admit that. But research is another matter. It takes time, resources, and countless trials and errors."

"And my time is very precious."

Tsukumo Yuki opened her mouth as if to say something, but Higashi Yohei raised his hand to stop her.

"More importantly," Dong Yangping continued, "what price would I have to pay if I cooperated with your research?"

"Regular testing? Data recording? Sounds simple. But what kind of testing is being done? Blood tests? Soul scans? Or something deeper... 'exploration'?"

Dong Yangping's tone turned sharp: "It's not that I don't trust you, Miss Jiujiu. But I have to protect myself."

"I know my body is special. If the higher-ups in the sorcery world knew I existed, how would they treat me? Would they capture me for research? Perform dissections? Or simply eliminate me as an 'anomaly'?"

These questions silenced Yuki Tsukumo.

Yuki knew those people's true nature very well, and she had experienced it firsthand.

Especially the three founding families, and the higher-ups of the sorcery specialization, if they knew about this special person, capturing and dissecting him would be the least of their worries.

After a long silence, Yuki Tsukumo said softly, "You're right. I was too hasty."

She looked up, her eyes serious: "I assure you, the research process will be absolutely safe and will completely respect your wishes. You can stop it or withdraw at any time."

"As for the higher-ups in the sorcery world... I'll keep that a secret. But that's not safe enough; I need to think of other methods!"

She paused, then added, "Moreover, the research will directly benefit you. If I can find a way to grant you magical powers, you will be the first to benefit."

Suddenly, Yuki Tsukumo seemed to remember something and stood up: "You don't know how powerful a sorcerer is, do you? How about I show you?"

Dong Yangping rolled his eyes; he knew all too well.

"Don't rush, let me think about it first."

Dongyang Ping was deep in thought.

Risk, and reward.

Cooperating with Tsukumo Yuki's research carries risks—exposing one's special abilities could attract the attention of the sorcery community, or lead to being used as a test subject.

But none of this matters. Dongyang Ping is confident in his own strength. He is not afraid of anything except for the Special Grade.

And the world's only top-tier sorcerer is on their side.

So let's list the benefits—gaining spell power and becoming a spellcaster.

then……

It seems like that was the end of it, and Dongyang Ping always felt like he had lost out.

"I need time to think about it," Dong Yangping finally said.

"Of course." Yuki Tsukumo nodded. "You can take your time to consider it. My invitation is valid indefinitely."

She stood up, took out a small notebook and a pen from her leather jacket pocket, quickly wrote a line, tore off the page, and handed it to Dong Yangping.

"This is the address of my research base, on a small island in Hokkaido. It's very secluded and safe."

"If you've changed your mind, you can come find me anytime."

Dong Yangping took the note, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket.

Jiujiu Yuki then looked at Shen Er: "Shen Er, why don't you reconsider? For Huihui's sake, for the sake of the child."

Shen Er waved his hand without saying a word.

Yuki Tsukumo didn't insist. She walked towards the door, then suddenly turned back: "By the way, Mr. Toyo."

"Um?"

"Are you really not going to witness the power of a sorcerer? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Dongyang Ping also became interested and rubbed his fists together: "How about we have a fight? You can use your magic power."

Tsukumo Yuki was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, she raised her finger and pointed at Higashiyohei, then pointed at herself.

"You? Fight me? I have to use my magic? Are you serious?"

Ninety-nine Yuki asked four questions in a row, his tone full of disbelief.

She first widened her eyes, then burst out laughing, her shoulders shaking with laughter: "Mr. Dongyang, do you not quite understand what 'Special Grade Spellcaster' means?"

She stood up, walked to the center of the courtyard, and patted her shoulder:

"I am Tsukumo Yuki. A top-tier sorcerer. You know the criteria for judging a top-tier sorcerer, right? The rating standard is—possessing the power to single-handedly destroy a nation."

She turned her head, her amber eyes gleaming dangerously in the sunlight:

"Are you sure you want to fight me? And make me use my magical powers?"

Dong Yangping also stood up and stretched his wrists.

"Sure."

Dong Yangping's voice was calm, but his eyes were unusually serious: "However, there's a condition—we'll stop short of a fight. And you can't use a large-scale attack, or you'll destroy this house."

Yuki Tsukumo tilted her head, her golden ponytail swaying over her shoulder: "Interesting. Very interesting."

She licked her lips, her expression like that of a child who had discovered a new toy: "Okay. I'll play with you then. But let's make one thing clear—"

She held up one finger: "I'll only use the bare minimum of magical power, and I'll only use physical techniques, not spells. Otherwise, it would be too unfair."

Dong Yangping narrowed his eyes, a smile of excitement spreading across his face: "Just what I wanted!"

The two stood facing each other in the center of the courtyard.

Five meters away.

Shen Er had already pulled Nanami Kento back under the eaves, arms crossed, ready to watch the battle.

His expression was subtle—he wanted to see just how much of Tsukumo Yuki's strength Dongyangping could force out, but he was also somewhat worried.

The worry is that if things get out of hand, it might be hard to control.

After all, the title of "Special Grade Spellcaster" doesn't come easily.

Especially since this woman is physically strong!

Then infuse it with magical power...

"Begin." Yuki Tsukumo smiled.

The moment the words left his mouth, Tsukumo Yuki moved.

There was no prelude, no probing.

She took a step forward, and the lawn beneath her feet exploded into a small crater. She shot towards Dongyangping like an arrow released from a bow.

The right fist strikes straight at the face.

The speed was extremely fast; wherever the fist passed, the air was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound.

Dong Yangping instantly entered battle mode, his aura surging and his domineering presence spreading out.

Tsukumo Yuki was completely unaffected, but Nanami Kento, who was watching from the sidelines, was startled.

A fist came hurtling towards him.

Dong Yangping could see it clearly.

In his eyes, although the punch was fast, its trajectory was clear and the power was evenly distributed, making it a standard probing attack.

The force was just unusually strong!

Dong Yangping did not dodge.

Turn to the side, raise your right hand, palm facing the fist.

bump!

Yuki Tsukumo was thrown back a step by the force, his surprise undisguised.

Dong Yangping seized the opportunity and pressed forward.

At the same time, the physical strength of Tsukumo Yuki was confirmed, and the power was adjusted to the same level as Tsukumo Yuki.