The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

There was surprise, scrutiny, and a hint of—

fear?

Dong Yangping felt a chill run down his spine: "What kind of weird look is that?"

"Can you control the bioelectricity in your body?"

"Yes." Dong Yangping nodded. "It's not just about me. Theoretically, anyone who comes into contact with someone can influence others as well."

He paused, looking into Shen'er's eyes: "For example, just now, if I wanted to, I could directly destroy your nerves with an electric current. So fast that you wouldn't be able to react."

"I can knock an ordinary person unconscious without even touching them."

Shen Er did not speak.

He knew that what Dongyangping said was true.

The healing process just now has proven Dongyangping's control over electric current.

If that electric current wasn't used to stimulate healing, but rather to disrupt it...

No matter how strong his body is, it can't withstand the electric shock that directly affects his nerves.

"So," Shen Er slowly began, "how strong are you now?"

Dongyang Ping thought for a moment.

"I don't know yet. I just broke through last night and haven't fully adapted yet. But I'm definitely stronger than before."

He looked at his hands, blue arcs of electricity dancing at his fingertips: "And I feel like this is just the beginning."

"The potential of this ability is much greater than I imagined."

"It helps me sense living beings. My body instinctively sensed you as soon as you approached."

Theoretically speaking, it should also be able to sense cursed spirits, after all, cursed spirits are also a special kind of creature!

"But unfortunately, I can't sense that worm on your body using bioelectricity right now."

He remained silent.

After a long while, he suddenly smiled.

It wasn't his usual cold smile, but a smile tinged with a hint of wistfulness.

"I initially thought you were just an ordinary person with a special constitution."

"Now it seems you're less human than I am."

Dong Yangping smiled too.

"Likewise. Besides, I'm just a normal, ordinary person."

Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the two men.

One had a shiny bald head, the other had a scar on the corner of his mouth.

It looked extremely strange.

From next door came Tsukumo Yuki's voice: "Dongyang! Are you awake? I have so many questions to ask—oh, Shen'er-kun is back too?"

Her footsteps grew louder as they approached.

She then withdrew her gaze and turned to walk towards the door.

"I'm going to see Huihui."

He stopped at the door.

"Oh, right."

"Um?"

"A bald head suits you well," Shen Er said without turning his head. "It makes you look more energetic."

Then he pushed the door open and went out.

Dong Yangping touched his shiny forehead.

"...Thank you."

Dongyangping can also use electric current to promote hair growth, but it's unnecessary and too energy-intensive.

Next door, Yuki Tsukumo had already rushed into the yard. Seeing the hole in the wall and the scorched lawn, he started shouting again.

Dong Yangping sighed.

Today is another lively day.

He stood up and walked to the window.

The sun is shining brightly.

A new day has begun.

……

Time flies like an arrow, passing in the blink of an eye...

Two months later.

This once quiet, old residential area in Saitama Prefecture has been completely transformed.

Dong Yangping bought 70% of the land within a 500-meter radius of Shen Er's house in one go.

Thirty-seven old houses, four abandoned factory buildings, and two vacant plots of land—all were included in the property scope of "Dongyang Security Consulting Co., Ltd."

Money is spent very quickly.

The land purchase cost over 300 million yen, the renovation cost nearly 200 million yen, and the equipment purchase cost tens of millions more.

In addition to the signing bonuses and salaries of those professionals—

In two months, Dong Yangping's personal slush fund shrank by one-third.

"Spending money like water..."

Standing in the center of the newly renovated training ground, Dong Yangping looked at the string of numbers on the financial statement and couldn't help but sigh.

This is a training ground converted from an old factory building.

The space covers an area of ​​800 square meters. The floor is covered with specially made shock-absorbing material, the four walls are fitted with a 30-centimeter-thick sound insulation layer, and various sensors and monitoring equipment are suspended from the ceiling.

In the corner, there was a dozen sets of specially made training equipment—all of which were newly customized by him, and their weight had increased by another level compared to before.

Next to the training ground is a three-story building. The first floor is a warehouse, the second floor is a research lab, and the third floor is staff dormitory.

Four people are currently busy in the research room.

A biology professor in his forties, surnamed Sato, was originally a researcher at a university in Tokyo, but was poached by Higashi Yohei with three times his annual salary.

A physics PhD in his early thirties, surnamed Nakamura, specializes in electromagnetism and is currently researching the physical properties of bioelectricity in Higashiyobi.

A power engineer in his fifties, surnamed Yamada, worked at TEPCO before retiring and was very knowledgeable about high-voltage electricity and insulation technology.

There was also a young man in his twenties, surnamed Kinoshita, who was Professor Sato's assistant and was mainly responsible for organizing and recording experimental data.

The four of them earn a combined monthly salary of over five million yen.

"It's worth it," Dong Yangping said to himself.

Money can be earned back.

But once time is wasted, it can never be recovered.

The money he spent on this group over the past two months has yielded a wealth of data and research results.

The generation mechanism, conduction pathway, energy conversion efficiency, and stimulating effect on human cells of bioelectricity...

Although it's still far from enough, at least he's no longer groping around in complete ignorance.

More importantly, new discoveries have been made in the research on the Ninety-Nine Yuki side.

At this moment, Yuki Tsukumo is sitting in her small room filled with instruments, staring blankly at the three sets of data in front of her.

This is the seventh comprehensive test she has conducted on Dongyangping in the past two months.

The result was exactly the same as the previous six times—

The soul cannot be detected.

She used every means at her disposal.

Spell power detection, soul fluctuation scanning, spell resonance, and even several secret techniques she figured out on her own based on ancient records...

All of them failed.

Dong Yangping sat right in front of her, a living, breathing person with body temperature, a heartbeat, thoughts, and emotions.

But all her instruments and all her surgical techniques showed—

It's empty there.

It has no soul.

"That's impossible," she murmured.

Dong Yangping put down the book in his hand—a book on human anatomy. He had been cramming on biology recently.

"Still not working?"

"no."

Tsukumo Yuki rubbed his temples: "I can detect every detail of your body. Cell activity, nerve response, blood flow rate, hormone levels... all physiological indicators are normal."

She paused, her expression complex: "But on a soul level... there's nothing there. Just like you, you don't have a soul at all."

Dongyang Ping remained silent for a few seconds.

"So what's talking to you now?"

"I have no idea."

Yuki Tsukumo said, "Theoretically, a body without a soul should be a corpse. But you not only live, you live better than anyone else."

She looked at Dong Yangping, her eyes filled with the fervor of a researcher, but also with a hint of confusion: "I can only speculate that there is some kind of 'barrier' between your soul and body. This barrier blocks all my methods of detection."

"Is it possible to break through?"

"Not for now." Yuki Tsukumo shook her head. "I need time, I need more in-depth research."

She paused, then added, "Moreover, the discovery itself is astonishing. If I can figure out the principle behind this 'diaphragm,' I might be able to discover something very useful..."

Dongyang Ping nodded.

He didn't ask any further questions.

Because he knew that the ninety-nine yogis had done his best.

I don't know if it's because I'm young, or something else.

Dong Yangping had already discovered that the current Jiujiu Yuki was still a half-baked expert.

For the past two months, she has devoted almost all her energy to studying him.

The instruments filling the room, the densely packed notes, the tireless attempts day and night—all these are evidence.

But their spirit is commendable and deserves encouragement!

Dong Yangping: "No rush. Take your time. Actually, we don't need to worry about the soul; our goal is to possess magical power."

Dong Yangping: "Do you think it's possible that it's a problem with the brain's structure?"

Tsukumo Yuki fell into deep thought...