People are cursing back, and the good impression is full

"It's about the Jujutsu High School. By the way, Geto, I came here to discuss something with you. Are you free this afternoon? I want to take you to meet someone. If possible, I hope you can enter the world of Jujutsu sooner."

Listening to Zenin Qing's words, Xia Yujie was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion:

"Enter the world of sorcery earlier? Do you mean that I can get in touch with other sorcerers earlier? But I still have my studies to attend, and my elders at home are saving money, hoping that I can get into a university in Tokyo..."

Before Geto Suguru could continue, Zenin Qing had already called Yega Masamichi:

"Hello? Is this Mr. Yega? I have a friend here who has the talent of a sorcerer. Hmm, is he born with a spell? It should be [Cursed Spirit Control], and it's no different from what's recorded in my family."

Listening to Chanyuan Qing's words, Ye Mo Zhengdao, who was busy calling Leyan Temple to find the traitor, suddenly sprayed a mouthful of water on his TV. But he didn't bother to wipe the mess and asked Chanyuan Qing on the other end of the phone:

"Are you sure your friend's birth technique is [Spirit Curse Manipulation]?! Do you know when [Spirit Curse Manipulation] last appeared? Don't make such a joke!"

The Zen temple's clear voice was very calm:

"Well, the last time he appeared was during the Heian period, but he is indeed a [Cursed Spirit Manipulator], and he has already subdued about 20 level 2 cursed spirits and more than 50 level 3 cursed spirits. However, my friend's living conditions are not very good, so I am thinking about whether it would be possible to let him enter the technical college as soon as possible so that he can live an easier life.

He now lives in a basement on the main street of Beika Town. In addition to completing his schoolwork every day, he also spends his free time at night dealing with cursed spirits that attack humans in the surrounding area. This is why the number of cursed spirit attacks in Beika Town has dropped so much.

After hearing this, Ye Mo Zhengdao was already almost convinced in his heart. After all, this kid Zenyuan Qing himself was an extremely special existence. Previously, because he was worried about the injuries of Mingming and Ge Ji, he had not asked Zenyuan Qing how he rescued the two from the hands of the first-level specialized curse spirit.

But even though he didn't ask, Ye Mo Zhengdao could guess roughly what was going on in his heart.

Chanyuan Qing's current strength has probably reached the level of a first-level sorcerer, and he is on the same level as himself...

Although it was a bit discouraging, when Ye Mo Zhengdao thought about the little kid he was going to pick up this afternoon, he didn't think there was anything to be upset about.

It can be said that the little devil has been stepping on himself since he was born.

Although the opponent is only eleven years old now, his combat power has reached the level where eleven of him would be killed instantly.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo Zhengdao suddenly felt that Zenyuan Qinghe and the little ghost who was suspected of being a curse spirit operator were not so perverted.

The power of the cursed spirits has increased significantly recently compared to the previous twenty years. Perhaps it's because of the birth of these young geniuses...

Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't help but sigh. This era would be an extremely interesting era for the strong, but for the weak, it would be an even more difficult era to survive.

"Okay, I got it. I'll come see you this afternoon. Oh, and I'll bring another kid with me. You know him, his name is Gojo Satoru. He's a very arrogant kid. You two should get along well with each other. If nothing unexpected happens, the three of you will most likely be students in the same class."

After hearing Ye Mo Zhengdao's answer, Chanyuan Qing was slightly stunned, and then he felt that fate was playing tricks on him.

Can all this be put together?

And it also allowed Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru to meet earlier?

Now the bond between the two of them must have reached the level of Naruto and Sasuke, right?

It seems that I need to improve my favorability as soon as possible, otherwise these two people will fill the gap in each other's friendship, and then it will be difficult for me to improve my favorability.

Chapter 57 The Curse Called "The Strongest"

Towards evening, Yega Zhengdao knocked on the door of the Zenin Qing family's room.

The moment the door was opened, a boy with silver hair and sunglasses first came into Geto Suguru's sight.

The boy's small figure was elongated by the evening sunlight, with a sense of relaxation that was completely inconsistent with his age and almost arrogant.

At the moment, he was chewing a piece of gum that had lost some of its flavor, and he kept pushing it with his tongue, blowing out some unsightly bubbles.

"What a rude bastard."

This was Geto Suguru's first impression of Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru looked at Geto Suguru with a strange hairstyle, tilted his head slightly, and muttered:

"He seems like a weirdo with no taste."

This was the two people's first impression of each other, which seemed a little funny.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao squatted down at this time and looked at the frightened Geto Suguru. On his face, which looked like a big brother, he was trying hard to squeeze out a smile that was not too fierce, and said as gently as possible:

"You are Geto Suguru, right? Zenin Kiyoshi has already told me about you. If it's convenient, could you please show me a little bit of your abilities?"

Just as Yega Zhengdao finished speaking, Chanyuan Qing's voice rang out from the room:

"Teacher Yega, even if you're in a hurry to confirm something like this, please come in first. I've made some food, and we can talk while we eat."

Gojo Satoru looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zenin Qing wiping his hands with a rag with a smile on his face. The faint aroma of food wafted from the room, instantly arousing the appetite of the two who had not eaten all afternoon.

Ye Mo Zhengdao was originally planning to say that he was a little polite, but Gojo Satoru had no such idea. He listened to what Zenin Qing said and walked straight in. The pair of blue eyes hidden under the sunglasses kept looking at Zenin Qing.

Gojo Satoru naturally knew Zenin Qing. The reason why he looked at Zenin Qing like this was because the curse power coming from the other party at this moment made him feel a little curious and familiar.

"I remember that when I first saw you, your cursed energy wasn't very strong. Now you've reached the level of a first-class sorcerer? How did you do it?"

Gojo Satoru ignored Geto Suguru, but walked directly to Zenin Kiyoshi and asked him the question that struck his soul.

In response to this, Geto Suguru frowned. He felt that Gojo Satoru's behavior of ignoring him and directly asking Zenin Kiyoshi such a private question was very rude.

However, he did not speak without permission. From what the silver-haired bastard said, Zenyuan Qing should know the other party. If he suddenly said such words, it might make Zenyuan Qing feel embarrassed.

As for Gojo Satoru's straightforward question, Zenin Qing had already prepared for it. He looked at Gojo Satoru and said with a smile:

"Perhaps, in that environment, the life technique that had never been activated in me was activated. I don't know the specific reason."

Zenin Qing did not tell the truth, he just gave a reason which was not really a reason. Gojo Satoru was not the type of person who liked to get to the bottom of things, and he would not force others to tell private matters that they did not want to talk about.

After all, for Gojo Satoru, it doesn't matter whether others are hiding secrets or not, because in the face of absolute power, no matter what means are used, they are actually not of much use.

He is the strongest person in this world, and Gojo Satoru has absolute confidence in this.

At this time, he was still that slightly arrogant kid.

The subsequent transformation into a gentle and humorous one was purely due to the loneliness and the desire to play with the world.

For Gojo Satoru at this time, most people in this world are NPCs in the game, and the meaning of their existence is just to make the world not seem so empty.

Of course, if he could really do that, he would not have developed a good impression of Chanyuan Qing just because of a thank you.

Having said that, Gojo Satoru is the most awkward guy living in this world.

He was too powerful and didn't know how to integrate into the group. He was subconsciously excluded, subconsciously treated as a monster, and subconsciously relied upon and blamed.

Use funny smiles and exaggerated performances to cover up the loneliness and desolation hidden behind.

From the beginning to the end, he never escaped the curse called "the strongest".

"Really? Never mind. Those things don't matter. Do you have any Daifuku here? How about Coke? I like to eat something sweet."

"Tomato scrambled eggs, with a lot of sugar in it, should be considered sweet."

"Chinese food? I haven't eaten much of it."

“It tastes good, but has a bit more oil smell than Japanese food.”

While Chanyuan Qing was talking, he prepared bowls and chopsticks for everyone.

When Yega Zhengdao saw this scene, he was no longer in a hurry to let Xia Yujie show his abilities, but rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to help Zenyuan Qing serve the dishes.

Geto Xiayou also walked over to help serve the rice, but when he walked over to Gojo Satoru, he looked at the silver-haired boy standing there motionless, and said with a little displeasure:

"Don't just stand there, come and help me carry the prepared meal over."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru glanced at Geto Suguru and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. However, seeing that the other party ignored him, he didn't say anything. Instead, he silently followed Geto Suguru and took the bowl of rice honestly.

"Do you have to wear sunglasses when you go into someone else's house? The lights are not on yet, don't you think it's a little dark around you?"

While serving rice to Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru asked him questions out of curiosity.

"My eyes are special. Even if they are covered with cloth, there is nothing I can't see."

Gojo Satoru was not annoyed by Geto Suguru's questions. In fact, he rarely had the opportunity to communicate normally with people of his age. Most people would choose to stay away from him after knowing his identity and status.

Although the bastard with weird bangs in front of me will probably be like that in the end, before that, it is not impossible for me to have a chat with him for a few minutes.

Listening to Gojo Satoru's words, Geto Summer Oil simply shrugged his shoulders, then handed him another bowl and instructed:

"I don't care about your eyesight problems. Just take the bowl over and don't trip."

"Do you care about me?"

Listening to Gojo Satoru's slightly abrupt and strange question, Geto Satsuki felt that there was something wrong with his brain:

"I just don't want you to break other people's dishes."

"Oh."

Gojo Satoru's answer was brief this time, and he then left with his bowl and chopsticks.

Geto Suguru looked at the other person's back as he left. For some reason, he always felt that Gojo Satoru was somewhat similar to a lonely kid in his class who had no friends.

Chapter 58 What kind of relationship

Ever since he was old enough to understand, Gojo Satoru has basically never eaten with others like this, not even his own parents.

No, to be precise, Gojo Satoru has rarely seen his parents since he gave birth to himself.

It is said that this is to protect the safety of one's parents and prevent someone from threatening oneself through one's parents.

So until now, Gojo Satoru actually doesn't recognize what his parents look like.

The only people who have been with him since he was a child are some people from the Gojo family who serve him specifically.

He eats most of his meals alone.

No one competed with him for food, no one urged him to eat, and no one talked to him while eating.

This kind of lively atmosphere appeared for the first time in Gojo Satoru's world.

Maybe it was because Zenin Qing’s cooking was so delicious, but before Gojo Satoru could even take a few bites of his favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes, he could only stare at the empty bowl in a daze.

It was not until this time that Gojo Satoru realized that if he kept pretending to be aloof, he would not get anything to eat.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and started fighting with everyone else.

But in Ye Mo Zhengdao's eyes, everyone was just eating normally.

Is it because Gojo Satoru eats too slowly? He chews his mouthful of food more than twenty times. Wouldn't it turn into mush in his mouth?

This kid not only chews gum strangely, but also eats strangely.

Those people of the Gojo family, for such a powerful patriarch, really lost their humanity...

He shook his head, always feeling that the puppets he created were more humane than Gojo Satoru.

It seems that taking him out of the Gojo family as soon as possible was a very correct thing to do. If he really continued to be trained by the Gojo family, it is hard to say what Gojo Satoru would become in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Mo Zheng Dao suddenly raised his head and looked at the three people in front of him. As if inspired, he asked the three little ghosts in front of him:

"You three little brats, with your talents, admission to the Jujutsu High School is a sure thing. But before you start, I have a question for you. If you don't answer this question well, then no matter how talented you are, I will report it to the higher-ups and will not admit you. So, think carefully about how to answer and just follow your heart."

Ye Mo Zheng Dao's sudden serious speech made the three people present put down their bowls and chopsticks. They sat up straight and looked at Ye Mo Zheng Dao in front of them.

"What kind of relationship do you think exists between sorcerers and non-sorcerers? In other words, do you think sorcerers should sacrifice their lives to protect those who are not sorcerers?"

After listening to Ye Mo Zheng Dao's words, the three people present gave their answers almost at the same time.

"The person being protected must be worthy of protection. Not all ordinary people are worthy of protection."

"If the existence of sorcerers is not to protect ordinary people, then there is no need for their existence."

"It has nothing to do with the sorcerer. As for whether to save him or not, it depends on my mood."

The above answers were given by Zenin Sei, Geto Suguru, and Gojo Satoru respectively.

Just by listening to everyone's answers, Ye Mo Zhengdao was able to roughly figure out the personalities of the three people in front of him.

First is Zenin Qing. This guy is between the rational and emotional factions. He will protect ordinary kind people, but he will also watch the evil people being killed by cursed spirits. Zenin Qing's kindness will allow him to choose to release the other party.

The second is Geto Suguru, who is a thorough idealist. To him, no matter whether a human being is evil or not, as long as he is still a human being, he should not be killed by the cursed spirits in the end. When humans make mistakes, there are laws to punish them, and the duty of a sorcerer is to save humans from the cursed spirits unconditionally.

The last one was Gojo Satoru. Maybe it was because of his upbringing, but Yaga Masamichi felt that Gojo Satoru's attitude towards ordinary humans was a little too indifferent. From Gojo Satoru's words, Yaga Masamichi felt an indescribable alienation.

Listening to the answers of the three people, Ye Mo Zheng Dao sighed softly, then he patted their heads and said:

"They're all quite qualified, Gojo. You need to change your mindset. If possible, I hope you can move closer to Geto's approach."

Listening to Yega Zhengdao's words, Gojo Satoru showed a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, and his voice was slightly annoyed:

"Is this the truth? I actually hate the truth the most."

"It's not a serious argument, it's just my personal advice to you. You can choose to listen or believe it."

"Isn't this the same thing?"