Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Gojo Satoru pushed up his sunglasses, as if he had heard a joke: "I'm the strongest."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Mashiro nodded perfunctorily: "Good luck, [Strongest]."

"There's a hidden meaning in your words."

Gojo Satoru grabbed another handful of cookies. "But let's make it clear first, if you win, you have to treat me to dessert."

"Fine, if I lose, I'll burn it for you."

"...You have such a sharp tongue."

"We've known each other for a while now, you should get used to it."

Mashiro turned and left, waving at him: "That's it, I still need to prepare some things."

Before she left, she looked back at Gojo Satoru one last time.

After defeating Sukuna, she will definitely have a battle with Gojo Satoru, a battle that will determine who is the "strongest".

Therefore, she deliberately tried her best not to adapt to Gojo Satoru's lack of limits, and in subsequent battles, she did not want to win by adapting to his lack of limits.

Even if possessing six eyes and having no bottom line could instantly make one the strongest in the world, that's the mindset of a loser.

She was determined to defeat him using all the knowledge and experience she had accumulated along the way.

Watching Mashiro walk away, Gojo Satoru shrugged, ate his cookie, and left as well.

......

Several days later, the team sent to clean up the remaining modified bodies relayed the news back to the college one by one.

All the modified bodies that escaped into the city have been cleared out.

On the other side, the last one was torn to shreds by Rika.

On Itajō's side, the final punch pierced through the modified body's chest.

Kugizaki, Junpei, and Fushiguro Megumi each finished their tasks.

Mashiro stood in the operations room, listening to the report, and nodded.

With the issue of the modification resolved, the safety of the citizens was somewhat guaranteed.

"well done."

Mashiro said, "Let everyone rest. The final battle is in two days."

"Yes!"

......

Another day has passed, and Shinjuku is now continuously sending citizens out of the city.

The government's broadcasts rang out again and again.

"Please evacuate in an orderly manner. Control measures will be implemented in Shinjuku Ward immediately."

"Repeated, please evacuate in an orderly manner."

Under the management of numerous government officials, Shinjuku is slowly being turned into a ghost town.

On the street, vehicles ordered to evacuate formed a long line, slowly driving out of the city.

Pedestrians dragged their luggage, looking back every few steps at what was once their hometown.

"Are we really going to fight here?"

"Forget about it, the authorities have already issued a notice, so let's leave as soon as possible."

"Should we watch the live stream, or...?"

"You think you can sneak around here? I won't allow it."

"No, no, no, I was just kidding."

After several days of continuous evacuation, the once bustling Shinjuku was completely turned into a ghost town.

The wind blew by, swirling up a few flyers, which then stuck to the ground before being carried away by the wind.

Mashiro stood on the rooftop of a building in Shinjuku and began to use her senses.

She was making sure no one was missed.

Mashiro's figure flickered between the tall buildings, ensuring that every spot was thoroughly investigated.

As it turned out, she actually sensed a few people.

"Hey, are the cameras ready?"

A bright-eyed, blond-haired teenager said to several other young men behind him, "We evaded so many patrols just to capture the first moments of the decisive battle, so don't let us down!"

"I brought it, I brought it. Don't shout, what if the patrol team hears us?"

The other person was speaking, unaware that Mashiro was already standing behind him.

"Hey, you guys are pretty bold."

Mashiro shouted something, and everyone turned around.

Then, in the next instant, they were all knocked unconscious by Mashiro.

After sending them out of the city, Mashiro continued to investigate the people in the city.

However, there weren't many idiots like that. Before long, she nodded, flashed, and returned to the college's position.

"They've all been evacuated?"

Gojo Satoru greeted her as she returned.

"Yes, I checked again, no one is there."

"Then let's wait until tomorrow. There's still one day until the final battle."

"of course."

......

The global live stream also started at the same time.

The Prime Minister's side is making rapid progress.

Television stations and online platforms from various countries received the signals one by one.

In Times Square, New York, a 24-hour countdown was displayed on a large screen.

On the streets of London, passersby stop and look up.

Inside the live broadcast van in Tokyo, the directors were scrambling to keep up with the pace.

"Camera number one is in position."

"Camera position two, ready!"

"Satellite signals are available, and all global lines are connected."

In the TV station's control room, dozens of screens were lit up simultaneously, showing a panoramic view of Shinjuku captured by cameras protected by magical energy.

They are connected together, ensuring that high-definition images can be captured no matter where the shot is fired.

The live stream chat was flooded with interactions.

"The final battle is tomorrow??"

"I heard that Shinjuku was completely evacuated. That's ridiculous!"

"So what exactly is the King of Curses?"

"I don't know, but the authorities say it's very dangerous."

"A battle that risks the entire world, is it? The flames are rising..."

"I'm a little scared, but I also want to watch."

"Me too."

"+1."

Mashiro put down her phone after watching for a while.

With public opinion having escalated to this point, there's nothing more to say.

Tomorrow will be the day we see the real test.

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Chapter 230 [Virtual Form - Zi]

With only two minutes left until the day of the decisive battle, an uneasy atmosphere permeated the entire Shinjuku.

New York, London, Tokyo.

Live streams around the world simultaneously played a constantly updated countdown, with comments scrolling wildly.

The countdown slowly reached 0 and disappeared from the screen, replaced by the brightly lit Shinjuku.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

"Front row!"

"Why is it so bright? Isn't it nighttime?"

"I heard it was specially modified with some kind of magic, and there will be a director to make sure the audience can see it clearly."

"So professionally done?"