Chapter 24 The twenty-fourth day of the system's victory

"Can you change them back?"

Maybe it's the temperament in your bones, even if you face a disgusting curse spirit, even if there is no smile on your face, even a little cold , the real person still feels that Yukizawa Hanyu is too gentle. At this time, he can still talk to it in such a questioning tone.

"It's impossible." The real person said it directly.

It smiled, the stitches on its face looking ferocious.

But anything involving the soul, no matter how big or small, becomes extraordinarily complicated.

The real person can distort the human soul at will, but if it can restore the person completely, it can't do it even if it is killed a thousand times or ten thousand times.

It is difficult to collect water.

0018 shook his head in Hanyu Yukize's eyes. He could accomplish 90% of the things in this world, but there was always the 10% that he couldn't do.

After all, systems are also created by humans.

Regarding things in the soul realm, System 0018 can heal, damage, and peel off, but it cannot restore it. It is an extremely delicate job, and it cannot be deviated by even one millimeter.

But even touching the soul has been eliminated. Ninety-nine point nine percent of people, let alone perform such a detailed restoration.

It hung on the wall like a real dead fish. It was too weak to make any more taunts.

Yukizawa Hanyu was not disappointed either. He was mentally prepared in advance, but he was just a little sad. It was like something was gushing out of his chest, oppressing his throat, and then running from his throat to his nose, making him feel stuffy like a cold.

"Uh." The pain in the wound expanded instantly, as if it was crushing the nerves into pieces. The real person almost screamed, but was forced to shut up the next second. His bloodshot eyes almost protruded like snails.

The real person is very sensitive to emotions. The unknown man standing next to him became extremely irritable when he saw the young man lost, and even had the intention to kill him.

Yukizawa Hanyu didn't notice anything strange here. From his perspective, 0018 stood quietly beside him. Perhaps he noticed that he was not in a good mood and showed a worried expression. 0018 wanted to step forward, but stopped after his eyes signaled him. Guard the real person in place. Very well behaved.

The real person who was going crazy with pain silently screamed: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Hanyu Yukizawa looked back at the struggling soul and gave up the idea just now.

He was not sure that he could find a way to restore them. Even if he could, it would be a very long process. For such a long time, those humans who still had weak consciousness would be immersed in pain and unable to escape.

This can become a brutal form of torture.

The culprit is here, and it's easier to figure out how this power works.

Death is never a derogatory word.

At least in this case, leaving in a sweet dream is the gentlest way Hanyu Yukizawa can think of.

Yukizawa Hanyu walked among them, paying attention to him all the time. Needless to say, it filled the surroundings with magic.

Yukizawa Hanyu automatically absorbed the magic power in the air, twisted his wrist, and began to draw the magic circle with his bare hands.

Golden strands of thread emerged from the air, and the torrent of energy was drawn out into a stream. The golden light gently entangled the mutated humans on the ground. Their expressions gradually calmed down, and they closed their eyes. Their huge bodies rose and fell slowly, as if they were immersed in a game. A sweet dream from which you will never wake up.

The magic circle continued to expand, and mysterious words flowed. The real person watched those mutant humans turn into golden light and melt into the air, and seemed to merge into the golden stream.

"What is this..." said the real person. After watching the whole process, it felt a little bad.

"Hmm..." 0018 clicked his chin, "It can be understood as transcendence."

0018's hair is a bit long. Today, he did not tie a small chirp at the back like before. His black hair hung down. When he looked down at the real person, The eyebrows and eyes are hidden in the shadows, making them look particularly gloomy.

But when he looked up, Yukizawa Hanyu could only see 0018's sunny smile.

Yukizawa Hanyu watched the last bit of golden light disappear, but his clear black eyes still reflected the sunshine in the dilapidated factory. After solving these problems, he walked over, heard their conversation, and put his white palm on Zhenzhen's head. "What, do you want to try it?"

He was really not in a good mood.

Yukizawa Hanyu has not encountered this kind of thing for a long time. Accepting death is a subject that he has never been able to learn. Whether it is family, friends or strangers, perhaps this is a common problem among human beings.

Thinking like this, the strength of his hands became a little stronger.

Swallowing silently, the real person felt that the hand on his head was going to crush his head, and the delicate and gentle face in front of him was cast into a terrifying shadow.

Try and die.

The real person endured the pain and squeezed out a few words through his teeth: "It's disgusting to die like this."

"You really don't deserve it." Yukizawa Hanyu nodded.

The real person was choked.

He patted Masato's head like a puppy, "You are still very useful, so you can't die."

Masato was in a daze and felt that Yukizawa Hanyu was speaking to him in an encouraging tone.

It's crazy.

0018 thoughtfully provided props and placed the real person in a spherical storage container, a bit like a Pokémon.

It’s just that the real person is not precious, cute, or dreamy at all.

After dealing with the traces of the scene, the two left the factory that stubbornly persisted in not collapsing during the fight.

Before leaving, Yukizawa Hanyu asked 0018 to reinforce the factory to prevent someone from coming over and the factory suddenly collapsing and injuring people.

After all, it's not very far from the city, and there are always a few naughty kids who like to explore places like this.

Less than an hour after the two left, someone else came.

The tall teacher put his hands in his pockets and slowly patrolled the factory for a week. "Ha, the processing is quite clean."

Nanami Kento touched his glasses, "The window processes information too slowly."

"Maybe. They ran too fast."

Gojo Satoru looked at the dusty ground. The only footprints on it were those of him and Nanami Kento, as if no one had ever visited this place before them.

But his six eyes glanced at the messy gravel and the half-suspended railings upstairs, telling him that there had been a battle here.

"There is no curse left behind." Nanami Kento said after checking.

"What did the person at the window say?" Gojo Satoru brushed his hand over the hole in the wall and found something was wrong.

Nanami Kento recalled, and said in a deep voice: "There is no specific information, just that there are abnormal noises here, because it is relatively close to the point where the human beings turned into cursed spirits we investigated happened, I thought it might have something to do with it."

The result . I didn't expect it to be so 'clean' here.

After Nanami Kento finished speaking, he saw Gojo Satoru breaking the edge of the hole. He was puzzled: "Gojo, what are you doing? Did you find something?"

"There is a big problem." Gojo Satoru murmured, He used some force to break it off. It should be reasonable to say that breaking off small pieces of gravel would not be a problem, but as a result, the area where he applied force did not move at all.

Gojo Satoru moved back and forth between his hand and the wall, showing an expression of doubt about life.

He took a few steps back and made a familiar gesture with his long, well-jointed hands.

Nanami Kento's brows jumped. He didn't know what Gojo Satoru was doing. "Wait, do you want to collapse this factory? Or are there any clues hidden in the factory walls?"

"Take a look, Na. Nami."

Nanami Kento retreated to a safe area and watched as Gojo Satoru hit the wall with a powerful spell shell. With a bang, the surrounding area was filled with smoke and dust, blocking his sight.

He covered his nose with his sleeve and squinted his eyes to look at the bombed place. Only Gojo Satoru's figure could be vaguely seen in the smoke and dust in the sky.

When the dust dispersed, Nanami Kento's eyes widened at the scene in front of him.

"How could..."

Except for the holes that were there from the beginning, there was no damage at all. Gojo Satoru's attack just now was like an illusion.

He was well aware of Gojo Satoru's lethality, and it was impossible for Gojo Satoru to perform such an inexplicable act in front of him.

Now Nanami Kento was a little confused, "Is there some shady secret inside or below the factory? Even the walls have such a level of protection."

The walls of the Conjuring College are only half as good as this. It is resistant to pressure and will not collapse several times every year. The construction team has almost become a regular visitor to the Conjuration College. After one repair, there is no need to rush away. In a few days, a new building may have to be built.

"No, I looked at it with six eyes. This is a very 'ordinary' factory. There is no laboratory hidden underground, and there are no gaps between the walls."

"Except for its extraordinary strength, there is nothing unusual about it."

Nanami Kento looked down at the gravel on the ground. It was obvious that it had fallen from the wall. He picked up a medium-sized piece and put it in his hand. With a little force, it broke into several pieces.

"The stones on the ground are normal. In other words, making this factory so strong should have been done after they finished the battle."

Gojo Satoru searched his mind for memories about the technique, but couldn't find anything related to strengthening the building. of.

Which good person awakens this kind of skill?

"Could it be the superpower from Yokohama?" Gojo Satoru guessed.

Compared with the magic world, Yokohama is another kind of isolation. Almost 90% of all superpowers in Japan are gathered in Yokohama. Its particularity makes this area extremely exclusive, and the abilities of other areas Those who cannot blend in, and those with abilities inside rarely come out.

But unlike spellcasters, people with supernatural powers are born with them.

"It's possible." Nanami Kento has never had any contact with the supernatural beings in Yokohama, and his understanding of them is limited.

"But if it's really them, this can't be a place to fight the cursed spirit. After all, people with superpowers can't remove the cursed spirit."

"And people with superpowers have nothing to do in a place like this. They also reinforce the building."

Nanami Kento frowned, really confused.

What are the intentions of those guys who just left...

At this time, 0018, who had casually thrown in a buff to strengthen the factory, was leaning against his beloved little host with a smile on his face.