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

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

"Now, 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 something that seemed useless, even more useless when done, but was actually not useless at all.

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 for the sake of 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 spirit of the curse does not need to eat, it can abandon its 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-timers in the fake world who were tired of living and played the old trick of "all troops obey orders and commit suicide to return to heaven".

"OK, science popularization complete."

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

"You can 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, based on an infinitely large base?"

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

"what do 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's impassioned speech, the equally extraordinary Xia Jie easily maintained his composure 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 really is me on the cover!"

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

The brain, trained by Six Eyes and no limits, has an astonishingly fast information processing speed, almost three or four pages per second.

"Ah, Hisahito Itadori is the main character? This author has such poor taste!"

"Well, never mind, the main character is my student, so it's not 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 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.

Chapter 76 Blood Rain

Blood rain, a bizarre but real natural phenomenon.

It could be iron-rich dust blown into the air by strong winds, specific microorganisms and algal spores in the air, or optical scattering under special conditions.

Blood rain might have been considered an omen of doom and divine wrath in ancient times, but in the 21st century, it has long been demystified by science.

At least, that's the case for some modern people who are well-educated and uphold a scientific spirit.

Until today, blood rain was a natural phenomenon that could be explained by existing science.

However, humanity cannot yet explain this bloody rain.

"The ten calamities are: blood calamity, frog calamity, lice calamity, fly calamity, plague calamity, rash calamity, hail calamity, locust calamity, calamity of darkness, and calamity of the firstborn son."

Inside the church, a priest dressed in vestments and wearing a cross on his chest devoutly made the sign of the cross on his chest and addressed the congregation.

His once skeptical faith has become stronger than ever before.

The reason is simple: the presence of the plague of blood and the plague of darkness is sufficient proof of the Lord's existence.

Although the anomalies were not limited to Egypt, it is likely that after this day, the Bible will be revised to reflect the true nature of the miracles.

As long as humanity survives to this day, various mythologies will vie for the right to interpret miracles, and countless new religious orders and research projects will be born at this very moment; many have already been born now.

"Mentor, the magnification of this microscope is not high enough to see its microstructure."

"Yes, I know. You can't see them even with a scanning tunneling microscope; at least, there are no molecules or atoms."

Some graduate students spent a few minutes tinkering with their seniors and advisors in the lab, then looked at each other with relief and smiled.

After the blood cloud expanded, the students at the university collected samples and went to the laboratory almost immediately.

But the more they studied the characteristics of blood rain, the more bald they became, to the point that they felt this thing could be the subject of countless academic papers.

Based on the latest research findings from various countries, blood rain is a completely incomprehensible and strange substance.

What is a substance that, like a water droplet, remains smooth no matter how high the magnification you use to examine it?

What does it mean that it doesn't react chemically with any substances you have on your hands?

What does it mean that it can increase mass and volume out of thin air?

What makes it a panacea? One cup makes terminal illnesses disappear, two cups regenerate limbs, and three cups restore youth.

What do you mean by saying that if you heat it with fire, it won't get hot, and if you freeze it with a refrigerator, it won't get cold?

What does it mean that it remains a fixed red color under any lighting conditions?

What does it mean that if a good person drinks it, it will cure all diseases, but if a bad person drinks it, he/she will turn into blood?

What do you mean by saying it can revive a dead person who hasn't been dead for too long?

What makes it capable of accurately identifying and purifying filth on the streets and harmful compounds in the soil, and even transforming garbage into useful raw materials?

Is this even human language?

This blood sounds even more powerful than Minecraft milk! Even the red liquid Philosopher's Stone from Fullmetal Alchemist isn't this omnipotent, is it?

Considering the Earth Online update notification still hanging in the sky, the graduate student thought that the blood rain might be a perk to celebrate the version update.

Even setting aside the speculation that reality is a large-scale game, whether it's an alien god's high-tech joke or a real divine manifestation, it's not something this skinny, lazy monkey can handle.

The graduate student surnamed Chu pushed up his glasses and walked out of the laboratory. Above the dark red sky, which shimmered with blood, a torrential downpour was pouring down, and the blood on the campus roads had risen to waist-deep.

"It's only been a few minutes, and... sigh."

He estimated that by now, low-lying areas around the world were almost completely flooded.

The graduate student sighed silently: "Am I really an NPC?"

"Cheer up, Xiao Chu. I bet the next version will be 'Global Bloodbath, My Ghost Ship Can Grow Infinitely'."

The senior student, who often reads novels, handed him and his mentor a cigarette each, grinning and saying, "Who knows, this cigarette might become a scarce commodity someday."

"I really don't want this to end." The mentor took a wistful drag on his cigarette. "In the end, your threats against me in the education sector ultimately failed to materialize."

Chapter 77 Creation of the Fetal Sea, Earth's Completion

In the blood, buildings begin to dissolve, from low mud houses to towering skyscrapers, none escape the erosion of the blood.

The live broadcast hall first trembled, then collapsed. Gojo, Hichiro, Takaha, and others floated on the blood, searching for Xia Jie, who had vanished without a trace after speaking.