The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

Yuki Tsukumo: "What's that on your body?!"

Dong Yangping: "My power of thought..."

Yuki Tsukumo: "What the hell?"

"Cough cough cough!" Dong Yangping suppressed his racing thoughts. "Electricity, this is electricity, bioelectricity!"

Dongyang Ping looked down at himself.

His entire body was flashing with faint blue electric light, as if he were enveloped in a thin layer of electric halo.

His hair stood on end, there were tiny scorch marks on his clothes, and his skin was slightly red.

The most striking feature was his right fist—the surface of the fist was charred black, with wisps of smoke rising from it, but it was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Bioelectricity?!"

Ninety-nine Yuki's eyes widened, and he quickly passed through the hole in the wall, rushing directly to the front of the East Sun Plane.

She reached out to touch him, but then pulled her hand back—the arcs of electricity, though weak, looked frightening.

"Let me see! Let me see!"

She circled around Dongyang Ping, muttering, "No magical power... absolutely no magical power... but there's a very strong energy reaction on you! It's not magical power, it's another kind of energy! Oh my god! Oh my god!!"

Dong Yangping was a little dizzy from being spun around by her.

"Could you stop for a moment?"

"cannot!"

Yuki grabbed his wrist, staring at the leaping arcs of electricity: "Do you know what this means? It means you've developed a completely new power system! Not cursed power! It's something entirely different!"

She became increasingly agitated as she spoke, her voice trembling: "Bioelectricity...yes! Bioelectricity! How could I not have thought of that! It's something that's naturally present in the human body! You've amplified it! How did you do that?!"

Just as Dong Yangping was about to answer, his expression suddenly changed.

He raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds hung low and thick, like a black quilt covering our heads.

Faint flashes of lightning flickered in the clouds.

Thunderclouds.

Thunderclouds are still gathering thunder and lightning.

And he is now—

"You have a very strong electric field."

Tsukumo Yuki also looked up, her face instantly turning pale: "Dongyang, you are now a giant charged body."

She knew what this meant.

Dongyang Ping also knew.

Many people believe that lightning strikes straight down from the clouds.

Actually not.

It could even be said that lightning doesn't strike down from the sky, but rather strikes up from the ground.

This is something that defies common sense.

The formation of a lightning strike requires "leaders" from two directions.

A large amount of negative charge accumulates at the bottom of the cloud layer, which will emit "step leaders" downward in the air - which are discharge channels that are invisible to the naked eye.

Meanwhile, protrusions on the ground—

Tall buildings, trees, or even a person carrying an electric charge—will accumulate positive charges at their tops through induction, emitting an "upward leader" upwards.

When the two leaders meet in the air and become conductive, the current will instantly pour down along the ionized air channel.

This is a lightning strike.

Now, Dongyangping is that "upward pioneer".

"Hurry! Hurry!" Yuki grabbed his arm. "Go inside!"

That's too late.

The clouds in the sky suddenly brightened.

It wasn't lightning.

The entire cloud was glowing—a sign that electrical charges were rapidly accumulating within it.

Dongyangping broke free from Jiujiu Yuji's grasp.

Dongyang Ping kicked Jiujiu Yuki flying.

"You're crazy—"

"Go in."

Dong Yangping turned to look at her, his eyes unusually clear: "Didn't you want to know what kind of power this is? Then watch."

Dong Yangping is not in a mindless state now; on the contrary, his thinking is extremely clear.

The probability of a person being struck by lightning is about one in a million.

Therefore, being struck by lightning is a very rare experience.

The mortality rate for humans struck by lightning is approximately 10%.

But that applies to ordinary people.

Dong Yangping is 99.9% sure he won't die!

At this moment, Dong Yangping, in his bioelectric state, had an extremely strong intuition, an intuition that surpassed his sixth sense, that gave rise to the thought of being struck by lightning!

Being struck by lightning this time will actually bring benefits!!!

Tsukumo Yuki was stunned.

She looked into Dong Yangping's eyes and saw something she had never seen before.

That's not madness.

That was... a longing, a longing for power.

A yearning for limits, a yearning for the unknown.

"you……"

She opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Step back, retreat to the eaves.

But she did not go inside.

She stood there, holding her notebook, her eyes fixed on Dong Yangping.

The man stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the sky, his body wreathed in blue electric light.

The clouds are getting brighter.

A chilling sense of oppression permeated the air—the static electricity effect unique to lightning strikes, sending shivers down one's spine and making one's hair stand on end.

Dong Yangping's hair had completely stood on end.

But he didn't run.

He raised his right hand towards the sky.

Blue arcs of electricity pulsed wildly across his fist.

It's like a response.

A bright light flashed through the clouds.

The ladder-like structure leads the way, extending downwards.

It's invisible to the naked eye, but everyone can feel it—something is connecting the sky and the earth.

Dong Yangping closed his eyes, and the bioelectric field rapidly intensified, creating a micro-Faraday cage effect.

come on.

let me see.

What does real lightning look like?

The next second—

Its daybreak.

A blinding white light poured down from the clouds.

Not one, but two.

One came from the clouds, and the other was sent out from Dongyang Ping's hand.

Two bolts of lightning met in mid-air.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Dongyang Ping saw it.

He saw the "channel"—a luminous path formed by ionized air, stretching from the clouds all the way to his fingertips.

He saw two currents meet, collide, and merge in the channel.

He saw countless tiny branches, spreading out in all directions like tree roots.

Then--

boom!!!

Between heaven and earth, only one sound remained.

That was thunder.

That was the roar of hundreds of thousands of amperes of current passing through simultaneously.

That was the roar of hundreds of millions of volts tearing through the air.

That was a power of creation.

Tsukumo Yuki covered her ears tightly, but still felt as if her eardrums were about to burst.

Her eyes were wide open, and the white beam of light that pierced the heavens and the earth was reflected in her pupils.

The beam of light landed on Dongyangping.

The man was struck by lightning.

They were struck by real, natural lightning, powerful enough to instantly kill any living being.

"Dongyang—!!!"

She screamed with all her might.

But her voice was drowned out by the thunder.

I can't hear anything.

I don't know how much time has passed.

It could be a few seconds, or it could be more than ten seconds.

Ninety-nine Yuki doesn't know.

All she knew was that when the long-lasting white light finally disappeared, when the thunder finally subsided, and when the world finally returned to darkness—

There was a person standing in the courtyard.

Dongyangping.

He was still standing.

His clothes had turned to ashes, his skin was charred black, and his hair was completely burned.

But he stood there.

Not only was he standing, but his eyes were open.

Cracks began to appear on the charred skin surface.

It wasn't burned open, but rather—

There is new skin underneath.

Pink, moist, as delicate as a baby's.

The cracks are increasing in number and getting bigger.

The charred, dead skin began to peel away, revealing a completely new body underneath.

Yuki Tsukumo stared blankly at the scene.

She had seen healing spells that reversed their effects, but those required consuming magical energy.

Dongyang Ping has no magical power.

Meanwhile, Dong Yangping's body was rapidly repairing itself at a self-healing speed that she could not comprehend.

"you……"

Dong Yangping lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The charred dead skin peeled off, revealing the intact skin underneath.

It's even smoother and shinier than before.

He clenched his fist.

power.

A power stronger than before.

"As expected... it worked! Knowledge really is useful..."

Dongyang Ping was deeply moved.

Something deep inside my body has changed.