Simultaneous Transmigration: We Level Up Alone Across Multiple Worlds

When the office door was pushed open, the pulleys scraped a dry, harsh sound on the tracks.

Fuhesh walked in, ducking to avoid the crossbeam above the door frame.

The old scar on the corner of his mouth was faintly visible under the dim light of the table lamp.

There was only one person in the room.

Shigeru Sonoda sat across from him at the square table.

The intermediary from the Panxing Cult had frayed edges on the cuffs of his suit, and a stack of documents lay open in front of him.

"Mr. Fukuro".

He didn't respond.

He pulled out a chair and sat down. Once settled, he leaned back, the chair back creaking as it bent under his weight.

The light from the table lamp shone from the side, leaving half of his face in shadow.

Shigeru Sonoda pushed the documents to the middle of the table.

"The commission still involves asteroids; all the information is here."

He turned to the first page.

A photo of Riko was tucked inside the paper; she was wearing a school uniform and had the face of an ordinary female student.

"The target needs to be dealt with before assimilation. The time window is short."

She glanced at the photo. Her gaze lingered on it for less than a second.

"remuneration."

Shigeru Sonoda ran his fingers across the table.

"Forty million."

Shen Er remained silent, choosing to exert pressure through silence.

Shigeru Sonoda pulled two pages from the pile of documents and spread them out side by side.

On the left is Gojo Satoru, and on the right is Natsuyu Kei.

A second-year student at a high school specializing in sorcery, hailing from one of the three founding families, specializing in six-eyed magic and spirit manipulation.

"Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suguru are in charge of escorting them. You should know these two."

Even you know.

His gaze lingered on Gojo Satoru's photo.

Six-eyed, a technique with no limits.

Shigeru Sonoda pulled out another page from the bottom of the document and placed it on top.

This page is thinner than the previous two, and the paper is clean.

"This is the extra person in the formation."

He looked down.

The photo shows a black-haired boy.

Average height.

The photo shows a student in a high school of sorcery. He looks young and has a calm expression. There are a few lines of text in print in the notes section next to him.

Technique: Unknown.

Note: Suspected user of the ability to externalize Reversal Technique. Low total spell power.

Risk rating: C.

He even picked up this page separately, held it between his thumb and forefinger, and glanced at it under the lamp.

"The extra ten million is for this reason."

Shigeru Sonoda's Adam's apple bobbed.

"He can unleash reversal techniques. If we don't deal with Gojo Satoru first, this person can save us later..."

"understood."

She then threw the paper back onto the table.

When the paper fell, it flipped over, and the photo landed face down on the wood grain.

Reversal technique.

wet nurse.

The total amount of magical power is low.

He has killed more than one person with this kind of background.

Stand far away on the battlefield, wait for your comrade to be injured, put your hand on it so it glows... and then get stabbed through.

It doesn't require much effort.

He had already planned out the kill order in his mind.

First, deal with this imp who can reverse spells. If the situation is special, you can also deal with the six-eyed one by yourself.

"All the intelligence is complete."

"That's pretty much it. The information from within the High School of Conjuration shouldn't be too far off."

After saying this, Shigeru Sonoda took out a brown paper envelope from under the table.

The envelope was thick, its edges bulging from the banknotes.

He placed it on the table and pushed it forward.

He even reached out and pressed the envelope down, then stuffed it directly into his pocket.

The envelope was automatically swallowed by the cursed spirit's mouthparts after it was stuffed inside.

Fuhesh suddenly stood up, preparing to leave.

Shigeru Sonoda looked up at him. The angle of the lamp made Shigeru Sonoda's face appear to have two deep-set eye sockets.

"There's one more thing, the bounty..."

"It will be arranged."

She then walked towards the door.

For some reason, the image of that black-haired boy suddenly flashed back into my mind.

Shen Er's lips gradually parted into a smile.

"Let's start with him."

……

……

the same day.

Highly skilled in sorcery.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume stood side by side in front of the desk.

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses up to his nose and had his third lollipop of the day in his mouth.

Xia Youjie stood upright with his hands hanging naturally at his sides.

Tian Zechen stood to Xia Youjie's left. He was one grade shorter than the two of them, and the cuffs of his uniform hadn't yet developed creases.

Moth Masamichi took a document out of the drawer.

The cover was stamped with a red top-secret seal.

"A task assigned by Lord Tengen."

He opened the document.

The first page features a file photo of Riko Tenchi.

"Astral Matter Riko, the next target of Tengen-sama's assimilation. Currently attending the junior high school at Renji Girls' Academy."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and glanced at the photo.

"She's just a young girl."

The moth ignored him and turned to the second page.

"The Cursed Master Group Q, with an unknown number of members, has recently been active near Lianzhi Girls' Academy. The second is the Panxing Cult. They themselves have no combat ability, but they are capable of hiring outside help."

"Who is the foreign aid?" Xia Youjie asked.

"The intelligence department hasn't confirmed it. But those hired by the Panxing Cult to deal with you are no ordinary people."

Gojo Satoru pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and drew a circle in the air.

Who cares who he is?

Night Moth Masamichi glanced at him.

"This time, the team consists of three people: Gojo Satoru, Natsuyu Kei, and Amasawa Chen."

He looked at Tian Zechen.

"Your reversal technique is the last resort for this mission. In case either of them is injured, you are the only one who can provide emergency treatment on the front lines."

"clear."

The moth closed the file and pushed it to the edge of the table.

"Mission objective: Go to Lianzhi Women's Academy, retrieve Tian Lizi, and escort her back to the college."

"Let's set off now."

As I stepped out of the office, the draft in the hallway billowed the curtains.

Gojo Satoru walked at the front, the crunching of sugar crunching between his teeth.

"Another guard. Last time I was guarding that old man from who-knows-where, I was so bored I almost died."

Xia Youjie walked behind him and spoke helplessly.

"This time is different, Wu."

Gojo Satoru didn't reply. He threw the broken candy stick into the trash can at the end of the corridor and put his hands in his pockets.

Tian Zechen walked last.

Sunlight streamed through the windows, obscuring his thoughts.

……

……

The main gate of Lianzhi Women's College consists of two cast iron railings.

The spikes at the top of the fence were painted black, and the paint developed fine cracks under the wind and sun.

The old man in the guardhouse saw the ID card that Gojo Satoru handed over and it took him a few seconds to read the words on it.

He pressed the electric switch, and the fence slid open to both sides with a muffled thud.

The campus was very quiet.

Afternoon classes were still in progress, the playground was empty, and the energetic voices of students could occasionally be heard from the windows of the teaching building.

Gojo looked around.

"Women's colleges, the air is cleaner than that of junior colleges."

Xia Youjie didn't respond to his joke.

"The location marked by the intelligence department is the third floor of the junior high school building; she should be in class there."

The three of them crossed the playground.

There was a smell of disinfectant in the corridor of the teaching building.

Xia Youjie walked ahead, looking for the classroom by referring to the door number.

He stopped at the corner of the corridor.

"here."

A frosted glass panel was embedded in the classroom door. The teacher's voice could be heard lecturing from inside, but the content was difficult to discern through the door.

Xia Youjie reached out and knocked on the door.

The lecture stopped, and the door opened from the inside.

The person who opened the door was a female teacher wearing glasses.

She saw three people wearing the uniforms of the High School of Spellcasting, and her expression changed from confusion to tension.

"We've come to pick up Tian Lizi," Xia Youjie said politely.

"We've already spoken to the school."

The female teacher glanced back at the classroom, then nodded and opened the door completely.

"Hey, classmate. Someone's coming to pick you up."