The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

Dong Yangping was surrounded by a crowd of people. Although everyone's eyes showed anticipation, everyone remained quiet.

There was no loud disturbance or alarm.

Only Hui was restless and fidgety.

Dongyang lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. His senses of the outside world had not fully recovered, and he could only feel the changes in his body.

It's amazing, like a completely different engine.

The body used to be like a gasoline engine, needing constant refueling and burning itself to generate power.

The body now is an electric motor, or more precisely, a solar-powered electric motor.

He could clearly sense that the enormous magnetic field underground was slowly transmitting a weak electric current into his body.

It's very faint, but it definitely exists.

And it was continuous. Dongyang Ping raised his hand and clenched his fist.

The power is still there, and it's even stronger than before.

He tried to stimulate bioelectricity—

A thin, faint blue arc of electricity danced at his fingertips, like a candle flickering in the wind.

But the next second, it went out again, and Dongyang Ping was stunned for a moment.

Try again.

Still the same.

It can generate an electric current, but it cannot release it.

It's like a tap being turned down so that only a thin stream can flow out; is this a restriction?

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Dongyang Ping's self-absorbed demeanor.

Hui's eyes sparkled.

"woke up?"

Ninety-nine Yuki was the first to break the calm.

"Um."

Dong Yangping spoke, but his voice sounded very hoarse.

Suddenly, Xiang Naihui thought of something, picked up Hui from the ground, and pulled Shen Er out of the room.

Only Higashiyo Hei and Kujuku Yuki remained in the room.

Dongyangping looked at Jiujiu Yuki, who was sitting upright with a look of joy in his eyes.

She had dark circles under her eyes, but looked very energetic.

"How long did you keep watch?"

"Not long after."

Tsukumo Yuki leaned closer. "How are you feeling?"

Dongyang Ping thought for a moment.

"That's strange."

"What's so strange?"

"The connection to the Earth's magnetic field is still intact."

"But it's very weak, like...like a very thin thread. It can absorb energy from over there, but can only maintain basic functions."

Dongyang Ping paused for a moment to organize his thoughts: "If we're going to fight, it's definitely not enough. But we can recover after a short rest."

Ninety-nine Yuki's eyes lit up.

"Does that mean you don't need to eat?"

"Theoretically, you don't need to eat," Dong Yangping nodded. "But cells still need nutrients for metabolism. If you don't eat at all, problems will arise in the long run."

Ninety-nine Yuki seemed to be deep in thought.

"You still need to eat. But you don't need to eat that much?"

"Probably."

Dongyang Ping sat up and stretched his shoulders.

The bones crackled and popped, like a machine that hadn't been used in a long time being restarted.

He looked down at his hands.

That hand was thicker than before it lost consciousness, and the muscle texture could be vaguely seen under the skin.

"How long did I sleep?"

Ninety-nine Yuki: "One year."

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

"A year?"

"Yes. A whole year."

Dongyang Ping remained silent for a few seconds.

A year has more than 300 days.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "What happened this past year?"

Ninety-nine Yuki sat down by his bedside and began to tell the story of the year.

The investigations of the three starter families and the explorations of the sorcery specialists ultimately came to nothing.

Shen Er took over the company, took on countless black market missions, and earned the title of "God of Night Killers".

The Dongyang family came several times, and the old man himself came. In the end, he left money and equipment but didn't take the people away.

Gojo Satoru came four times, and Nanami Kento came three times, each time bringing fruit.

From the age of one to two, Hui would come and talk to him every day, telling him how amazing his father was and how gentle his mother was, and that he wanted to be like his father when he grew up.

And—ninety-nine were paused by Gidon.

"I've been monitoring you for a year."

"And the result?"

"Still can't detect the soul."

Yuki Tsukumo's expression was somewhat complicated.

"But that sense of 'non-existence' you had disappeared."

Dongyang Ping raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean?"

"Before, you were like a bug, with no place in this world. Now..." she thought for a moment, "Now you're like a legal resident. You have an identity."

Dongyang Ping remained silent.

This aligns with his feelings.

Although the shackles didn't fall, he had already been "registered" by this world. If he were to use that power again... there would be no turning back.

Dong Yangping didn't really think it was a big deal, but he always had a vague sense of resistance, as if it were something bad.

"There's one more thing," Yuki Tsukumo said with a strange expression, "Your brain may have undergone some changes."

"What changes?"

"Can't you feel it yourself?"

Dong Yangping closed his eyes, carefully sensing the surroundings, and then he froze.

His perception of magnetic fields is more than ten times stronger than before.

Previously, it required full power to sense the magnetic field within a 500-meter radius.

Now, without doing anything, the magnetic field within a radius of several kilometers automatically appears in my mind.

That underground water pipe, that electrical wire in the wall, the metal equipment in the next room—

Everything was clearly visible; he could even sense the overall structure of the Earth's magnetic field.

The magnetic field line running from south to north, like an invisible river, flowed through his body.

"this……"

"Right?" Yuki Tsukumo said, "Your perception has evolved."

Dongyang Ping opened his eyes.

"And what about my soul? Is it still the same as before?"

"Your soul can't be detected," Yuki Tsukumo said. "But your presence has become normal. Like..."

She thought about it.

"It's like you were resisting the world before. Now you've accepted it."

Dongyang Ping nodded; the metaphor was very apt.

He has a strong presence; I've known him since I was a child. He's basically someone that mosquitoes and other insects don't get close to, and even larger animals are afraid of him.

Even if you just stand there and do nothing, you'll still get noticed.

I really thought it was the result of having an overly strong physical body, but now it seems that's not the case.

The next day, Dong Yangping underwent a comprehensive examination.

Professor Sato, Dr. Nakamura, and Engineer Yamada are all here.

The three of them had complicated expressions—after all, a year ago, they had witnessed Dong Yangping almost die in the laboratory.

Now, this person is standing in front of them, alive and kicking, and even stronger.

"The data is in." Dr. Nakamura looked at the screen. "Toyo-kun, your current physical condition... how should I put it, is perfect."

"Perfect?"

"Hmm. Muscle density has increased by 30% compared to a year ago, bone strength by 25%, and nerve conduction speed by 40%. Your body has been slowly evolving over the past year."

Professor Sato added, "And there are no side effects. Cell division is normal, and the telomere length is even longer than it was a year ago—theoretically, you are younger than you were a year ago."

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

"So, this past year, I wasn't in a coma, but rather engaged in spiritual cultivation?"

"You could say that," Engineer Yamada laughed. "You're getting stronger without even realizing it."

Although Dong Yangping was somewhat surprised, the result seemed quite reasonable.

After all, he was absorbing the Earth's magnetic energy every day that year.

That energy did not disappear, but was stored in the body and slowly transformed every cell.

"There's another discovery," Dr. Nakamura said, pointing to a waveform on the screen. "Take a look at this."

Dongyang Ping looked over.

It was a stable sine wave with a frequency of around 7.83 Hz.

"This is the frequency of the residual magnetic field in your prefrontal cortex," Dr. Nakamura said. "It's perfectly in sync with the Schumann resonance."

"so?"

"So your connection with the Earth's magnetic field has not been severed."

Dr. Nakamura said, "It's just that it's changed from 'active reception' to 'passive induction.' You no longer actively absorb energy, but the Earth's magnetic field is constantly sending you a weak current."

He paused.

"Your current state is like a strange permanent magnet. It doesn't actively discharge, but the magnetic field is always there."

Dong Yangping understood; he was no longer the "Thor" who could lose control at any moment.

It is now a stable, controllable "magnet," and the process can even be accelerated by moving it quickly.

"Okay! Thank you."

Professor Sato waved his hand.

"No need to thank me. But Lord Dongyang, could you please do less of these dangerous things in the future? My old bones can't take another fright."

Dong Yangping smiled. Although they were ostensibly in a superior-subordinate relationship, he had long since become friends with these people: "Try your best."