Curse Reply: I'm going to fight the Myriad Corpse Immortal, the highest level one!

"What I'm doing right now is indeed easy for people to misunderstand, so let me lay it all out."

Xia Jie did not argue, but instead nodded in acknowledgment of her extremism, and gently hooked her finger to bring the sun back into her palm.

"First of all, I am not a human from this world; I am from another world."

A subtle, almost imperceptible pressure stopped Gojo Satoru and the others from interrupting, allowing Natsuki to recount the events in a leisurely and unhurried manner.

"On November 12, 2018, I came to your world, and was then killed by a cursed spirit, becoming a cursed ghost."

"As a cursed spirit, I control the physical body and use my intelligence advantage to drive things forward, making everything evolve towards the future I desire."

"The so-called precognitive spells are just a convenient excuse; combined with binding, they can save a lot of explanation time."

"After all, you all know that I possess the ability to be exempt from binding punishments, so it's easy for me to gain your trust."

Angel Kurusu covered her face and nodded vigorously in deep agreement.

Beside Kurusu Hana, Fushiguro Megumi, who had become more willing to accept pressure, was about to ask about her sister when Sukuro, who had regained her composure, pressed her mouth back down.

In fact, ever since Xia Jie appeared, Fushiguro Megumi had wanted to speak.

But how could Sukuro, whose temporary gender was changed to a permanent one by Fushiguro Megumi, possibly comply with Fushiguro Megumi's wishes?

Despite losing his magical powers, Master Nuo managed to suppress Fukuro Megumi within his body solely by leveraging the difference in their souls.

Xia Jie glanced at Su Luo, suppressed her smile, and continued:

"I know you're all curious. Since last week's loop was my first loop, where did I get all that abundant and accurate information from?"

Xia Jie paused, glanced around at everyone, and even when she saw Tian Yuan, who was about the size of a thumb, listening in from under the chair, she showed no intention of pointing it out.

"Everyone here, please raise your hand if you have watched Naruto."

From Gojo Satoru to Kusakabe, from Ieiri Shoko to Mimi and Yuuyu, from Panda to Inu-chan Thorn, almost everyone raised their hands, some perfunctorily and some seriously.

Xia Jie gestured for everyone to put their hands down and asked the question again:

"So, please raise your hand if you've heard of the 'infinite monkey theory'."

This time, only a handful of people, including Nichisha, Miwa Kasumi, and Kamo Kenki, raised their hands.

In the next instant, blue memory points fell like rain, transmitting the science to those who hadn't raised their hands.

Yes, Xia Jie could actually abandon language and complete all communication directly through memory.

Similarly, saving the world doesn't require creating blood clouds or causal coincidences; the omnipotent memory technique will instantly resolve everything in a second.

Xia Jie simply didn't want to do that. When faced with such trivial matters, he was willing to occasionally take a detour and do some seemingly useless, even more useless, but actually not useless work.

As the saying goes, desire is like a boulder rolling down a mountain; once it starts, it cannot be stopped.

Xia Jie, however, believes that "abandonment" is like a boulder rolling down a mountain, difficult to stop.

If you can avoid starting, then don't start.

Today, he is willing to abandon the time-consuming and laborious communication methods that ordinary people use in order to improve efficiency.

Tomorrow, to save himself trouble, he can undergo a physical transformation, weaken his flesh and blood, and ascend in magical power to become a magical spirit once again.

Even after becoming a cursed spirit, he can still declutter.

Because the spirits of the curse do not need to eat, they can abandon their sense of taste and mouth.

Because information can be read using techniques, all five senses can be discarded.

Because space can shelter the soul, the body can also be abandoned.

Furthermore, since Gao Yu's magic can grant any wish, he could return to the space, cast an infinite Tsukuyomi spell on himself, and enjoy the beautiful illusionary world forever.

They can enjoy this for thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of years, and keep enjoying it forever.

Then one day, when he's tired of everything, he'll have had enough of life.

Thus, even life and self become things that can be discarded.

What did he have left then?

Is this the "emptiness" that Tengen seeks?

How many grains of sand must be removed from a sand pile before it ceases to be a sand pile?

How much does Xia Jie have to give up before he can no longer be Xia Jie?

He didn't want to think about this problem when there were only a dozen or so grains of sand left.

Xia Jie refused to follow the old path of those old veterans in the fake world who were tired of living and played the "all troops obey orders, commit suicide to return to heaven" drama.

"OK, the science popularization is complete."

Xia Jie snapped out of her reverie and clapped her hands to draw everyone's attention back from the new memory.

"Think about it: if there were an infinite number of worlds, wouldn't it be possible to exhaustively list a human world that is highly similar to Naruto, given the infinitely large base number?"

"If you were to be transported to that world, those of you who have watched Naruto, could you become an information sage who is at least superficially omniscient, even without the ability to foresee the future?"

"you mean……"

Itadori's pupils dilated in shock, but he was interrupted halfway through his sentence by Gojo Satoru.

"Let me guess, it's definitely a classic shonen manga with me as the main character, right?"

Faced with Gojo Satoru's impassioned speech, the equally extraordinary Natsuki easily tensed up and snapped his fingers.

"No need to guess, just see for yourself."

The comic book generated by the memory technique fell into the hands of everyone present except Xia Jie.

Of course, it's the Japanese version.

"A curse? A spell? A counterattack? Oh, so it's me on the cover!"

Gojo Satoru seemed to have forgotten about the sun, flipping through the manga at lightning speed.

The brain, trained by the Six Eyes and the limitless, has an astonishingly fast information processing speed, almost three or four pages per second.

"Ugh, Hisahito Itadori is the main character? This author has such terrible taste!"

"Well, whatever, the main character is my student, so it's not so bad when you think about it that way."

In just a few seconds, Gojo Satoru got an answer that left him a little disappointed. Then he skipped a lot of the plot and went straight to the Shinjuku showdown.

"As expected, I won... What the hell is 'cut in half'? How could I possibly utter such a ridiculous last word..."

"Uh, it seems like it actually does."

If Xia Jie had this ability before she transmigrated, she wouldn't have worried about losing the information advantage when encountering a completely unfamiliar challenge world because she hadn't read enough fantasy works, and would only be able to rely on numerical values ​​and mechanics honestly.

Xia Jie waved her hand, and all the comic books closed automatically, drawing the attention of the various people with different expressions back to her.

"You all know most of what happened after that, so I'll just keep it brief."

"Through the combined efforts of myself, Sukuna, Gojo Satoru, Higurashi, and others, the mad Tengen was defeated."

"After that, I left your world and went to other worlds to obtain greater power, so powerful that I could hold the sun in my hands like I do now."

"What I'm going to do next is probably move Earth out of this universe and then use this universe to do some things."

"You don't need to worry too much, there's a solar system in that universe too."

After Xia Jie finished speaking, the hall fell silent for a moment. Some people looked up in a daze, while others exchanged glances.

Good news, what Xia Jie said was so outrageous that it was obviously fake.

The bad news is that Xia Jie was telling the absolute truth.

After a frank and open discussion, Zhang Xiang and the others felt as if they had been struck by an infinite void for 0.2 seconds, their minds completely shutting down.