In Zongman, he transformed into Fu Hua at the beginning

"Fifteen……"

Amber reported a number without blushing or breathing heavily.

Although this body should be 17 years old and she is almost 20, it is not strange at all for this body to say that she is 15 years old.

Although Xier has a good body proportion, she is not tall and her face is also relatively young.

But the most important thing is that the identity assigned by the system is 15 years old.

Feeling a delay before his hand touched the girl's head, and only after releasing the limit of no limit did he actually touch the girl's body, Gojo Satoru knew that the other party's technique was not an invalid technique or something like that.

Of course, it is also possible that it is not always available like no lower limit.

"Fifteen years old, I'm not old enough, but it's not a big deal~"

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and continued, "Were you still conscious when we were fighting just now?"

"Ah."

Amber nodded.

"Then can you also use your other technique? What type of technique is it?"

Gojo Satoru casually asked about the other party's secret.

However, this is not because he bullies the little girl because she knows nothing, but because there is really no need to hide the techniques in the world of magic. Even if you really know the techniques, it is useless in many cases. It is not easy to get a method to target a certain technique.

What's more, some techniques are so simple and crude that there is nothing to target them at.

“…It’s quantization.”

Amber pouted: "I can only use a little..."

She was embarrassed to say that her brain wasn't working well, so she couldn't use physical knowledge and formulas to apply the technique like Black Amber did. According to Amber's current control over quantization, it was still limited to the stage of teleportation, and she couldn't handle situations that were too complicated.

So, this kind of brain-requiring ability is really annoying. Can't it be like Taixu Sword Qi relying on intuition, or like Quan Fa (power) relying entirely on my own thinking?

This ability is useful for Black Amber, but it is useless for her.

I really want the core of the Herrscher of Life and Death...

"Quantization..."

Gojo Satoru finally understood why his limitless power was powerless against Black Amber's slash. His limitless power was to bring infinite mathematical series into reality, to produce imaginary physical phenomena that would never be touched, but quantum mechanics...

Although it is a branch of physics, its characteristics can be said to subvert traditional physics.

Gojo Satoru is a typical science expert. Although he is mainly good at mathematics and does not have a deep understanding of physics, especially the quantum field, he still has a certain degree of knowledge.

However, there is a lot of knowledge to learn about techniques. He saw through the girl's embarrassed expression at a glance, but he was no longer the careless boy he was in his youth, so he saw through it but didn't say anything.

"Spells are usually engraved on the body, usually in the frontal lobe of the brain."

Gojo Satoru pointed to his forehead and said, "Using a technique means infusing the cursed energy into the technique. However, because of your incarnation, when you use the technique in your other self, the cursed energy is infused into your chest."

After saying this, he smiled comfortingly: "That means you actually still have your own technique that has not been developed yet. Once you learn how to use the cursed energy, then it will be a natural process to stimulate your own technique."

But...regardless of what the girl's own technique is, or even if she has her own technique, just this quantization...

"My natural enemy..."

Realizing this, Gojo Satoru laughed instead: "It seems like another special grade will appear next. Those rotten oranges might be getting really anxious~"

"Rotten orange?"

Why are you suddenly talking about this?

"Ah, they're just a bunch of old people who are hindering the healthy growth of young people."

Gojo Satoru casually belittled the higher-ups and said, "They'll often give you trouble from now on, but don't worry, they can't beat you."

"This...is like this..."

Amber also didn't have a good impression of those high-ranking curse masters. What she hated most in Jujutsu Kaisen was not even the villain Sukuna, but those high-ranking curse masters who only held back the protagonist group. After all, if there were no constraints set by Yuji and Sukuna, many things later would not have been so bad.

Ah... I remember that the Kamo family seemed to have a significant influence on the director. That brainiac was the Kamo boss?

In other words, the Directors' Meeting is actually also influenced by Brain Flower.

"Okay, now that you've exercised a bit, it's time to relax and have some dessert. Teacher, it's my treat, so feel free to tell me what you want~"

Gojo Satoru was not in a hurry to take Amber to the directors' meeting immediately. Those rotten oranges were very annoying. If he didn't eat some desserts to cheer himself up, he would be in a very bad mood later.

"Thank you, teacher."

Amber nodded sheepishly.

Speaking of which, half a day has passed and I don’t know how Shibao is doing.

Chapter 10 The Law of Knowledge arises on a whim.

"Ki...Ka...Ki...Star...!"

"It's done!"

In the shadow of the towering skyscrapers, the Herrscher of Knowledge looked at the ugly, round creature in front of him with a satisfied expression, and finally smiled.

'Do you have any purpose in doing this?'

Fu Hua looked at her movements with some confusion in the feather dust carried by the Herrscher of Consciousness.

"Oh, if everything you do has a purpose, then what's the point of living?"

The Herrscher of Consciousness waved his hand, a carefree and cheerful smile on his face. "I just wanted to test what this cursed spirit is all about. You see, it's actually not that dangerous. As for negative emotions, I have as many as you want."

'...'

It’s hard to comment on Fu Hua.

The Herrscher of Knowledge just found a weak cursed spirit that could be seen everywhere, and then found an office worker walking on the street. With her power to control consciousness, she easily filled the office worker's already restless heart with tremendous resentment, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving the office worker himself confused.

But teasing office workers is not the purpose of the Herrscher of Consciousness. She mainly wants to see what these so-called cursed powers and cursed spirits are.

During her actions, the huge negative emotions emitted by the office workers instantly made the curse spirit in her hand salivate. The Herrscher of Knowledge was not afraid of it eating her and threw it over directly.

The nameless curse spirit, which had been living in the sewers since its birth and was not even as strong as a fly head of the weakest curse spirit, was directly transformed into a fourth-level curse spirit under the operation of the Herrscher of Consciousness.

Seeing this, the Herrscher of Consciousness found another person and used his power to make her feel a lot of resentment, which he fed to the cursed spirit once again. After repeating this cycle over and over again, the cursed spirit had become level two, which was considered a relatively powerful cursed spirit.

"It doesn't even have a stable and mature consciousness at level two. It only knows how to beg for food. This cursed spirit is far too difficult to enlighten."

The Herrscher of Consciousness touched his chin and simply used his power to invade the cursed spirit.

It was exactly as she thought. Although it was still immature, this cursed spirit had indeed developed consciousness. The Ruler of Consciousness was not afraid of your confusion of consciousness, but was afraid of your lack of consciousness.

So, she simply transformed the consciousness of this cursed spirit.

It didn't change much, it just broadened its thinking ability.

Because it was her first time to do this, the Herrscher of Consciousness was somewhat unfamiliar with the technique. Fortunately, she was an expert in this area and within five minutes she had figured out the consciousness structure of the cursed spirit.

"Knowledge... Lord Herrster of Knowledge!"

The Herrscher of Consciousness had almost raised the ugly ball's thinking ability to the level of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old human, and only then did he stop. Seeing its expression gradually change from confusion to reverence, the heart that had lost the antique was finally mended by the renewed sense of accomplishment.

"Yes, you still remember the grace of this immortal."

The Herrscher of Knowledge put his hands behind his back, a satisfied smile on his face.

She hadn't lived these five thousand years in vain. Fu Hua had the title of Red Kite Immortal, so how could she not get one for herself? For many years, she had wandered around Shenzhou, deceiving people... No, she was kind and generous, and the Herr of Knowledge had also earned a reputation as a popular immortal, a wandering immortal.

Therefore, there is no problem for her to call herself an immortal.

“Yes… yes… the immortal has a strong back and strong waist, and the immortal distributes wealth to children… ugh!”

"If you don't know how to praise, then don't do it! You're flattering the horse but it's hitting the horse's leg. Do you want this immortal to teach you a lesson?"

Retracting the foot that kicked the cursed spirit away, the Herrscher of Knowledge said with a dark face.

The Curse Spirit didn't know why the other party was angry, since humans always praise others in this way, but it didn't dare to say much. It could only lie on the ground in grievance and look at the Ruler of Consciousness.

"Forget it, you're so ugly, I won't care about it."

Too lazy to look at the other person's face, the Herrscher of Knowledge planned to leave.

But he suddenly thought of something and stopped walking.

After glancing at the curse spirits a few more times, she touched her chin, and a plan spontaneously formed in her mind: "Yes, humans and curse spirits share the world in half. Humans sit squarely on the throne, so why can't the curse spirits sit on the throne too?"

Thinking of this, the Herrscher of Knowledge once again looked at the cursed spirit lying on the ground looking at her: "Tell me where there are the most cursed spirits around here. If you follow me in the future, you will have a bright future!"

the other side.

After finishing his dessert, Gojo Satoru called a car and came to the two of them. Assistant supervisor Ijichi, who learned about the girl's dangerousness from the text message, had cold sweat on his forehead. He was afraid that Gojo Satoru saw that he was living too comfortably and was planning to find an excuse to send him away.

Gojo Satoru had no idea that this assistant supervisor, who had been bullied by him for years, had already regarded him as a devil, and was still smiling and beckoning the girl to get in the car.

Fortunately, what Ijichi was worried about did not happen. Apart from the girl asking a few questions nervously and Gojo Satoru's nonchalant answers, nothing unexpected happened on the way.

After the two got out of the car, Amber followed Gojo Satoru, looking around curiously.

With Gojo Satoru leading the way, they encountered no obstacles. Just as Amber was thinking about what questions she would be asked, Gojo Satoru suddenly said, "I've already told those old guys about you."

"Huh? Oh."

Amber didn't know why he suddenly brought this up.

"They'll definitely try to have a conversation with you later, and then force you to reveal something injurious to you, so they can use it as a pretext to 'judge' you."

Gojo Satoru's smile became more fake. "When the time comes, all you have to do is say nothing and do nothing."

"Don't you want me to communicate?"

Amber was stunned for a moment.

"Haha, I'm your teacher after all, and you've only just begun learning about the world of curses. If you try to communicate with them, you'll definitely be tricked by these idiots."

Gojo Satoru's tone made no secret of his dislike for the higher-ups and his defense of the students: "So you don't need to say anything. Even if they ask you, just ignore them."

"……Row."

"By the way, those rotten oranges themselves are not here. Only their shikigami remain here, so even if you want to vent your anger, you have to wait until we leave here~"

It was obvious that Gojo Satoru was speaking to Black Amber.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived at a dark room. As they entered, the door of the room slowly closed. Candles lit up in the dark room, illuminating the dozens of screens surrounding the center of the room.

"Is this the child who was incarnated by the special curse?"

"Gojo Satoru! Why didn't you bring her here sealed?!"

"Otsutsuki Yuuta is already the greatest tolerance the General Directorate has shown you! And now you've brought back a time bomb! What exactly do you think the dignity of the curse world is!?"

Before Amber could react, accusations came one after another. The ruthless scolding attitude and malice towards herself made Amber feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Gojo Satoru! Why aren't you talking? Why didn't you kill this guy?!"

Facing the constant questioning, Gojo Satoru smiled. It wasn't the gentle and casual smile he wore when facing Amber, but an extremely cold smile: "Putting everything else aside, if the curse on this child is suddenly released by you, I won't be able to protect this directorate~"

Chapter 11: Companions increase.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere that was originally filled with various voices clamoring to kill Amber or seal her away suddenly stagnated.

What is Gojo Satoru talking about?

He can't stop it?

"Haha, unfortunately that's the case."

Seeing that no one was talking, Gojo Satoru finally laughed out loud with genuine emotion: "The curse in Xi'er's body is very terrifying. It's no exaggeration to say that it is completely my nemesis."

The man from the Kamo family, who was controlling the Shikigami from a distance and had stitches on his head, frowned.

His name is called "Xiao", and he is a famous poet. He is a famous poet in the history of China. He is a famous poet in the history of China.

"A technique that can restrain Gojo Satoru?"

This sorcerer, who was extremely familiar with the information of all the major families, couldn't help but show an interested look.

Rokugan wasn't much of a threat to him. It wasn't like he hadn't already tricked and killed Rokugan over the past millennia. But it was undeniable that killing Rokugan required a lot of trickery, calculations, and planning. And now, someone like Gojo Satoru actually said someone could restrain him...

“Stop joking…!”

Others in the Directorate said, "You are the Six Eyes of the Gojo Family. Recognize your responsibilities!"