The vest cannot be collapsed

At three o'clock in the morning, in a dilapidated hotel on the edge of the city, a soaring flame rose from the edge of the hotel, and was immediately blocked by the dark barrier above the hotel.

The crooked billboard of the hotel outside the building creaked and squeaked under the load, and finally fell down violently, hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor of the hotel.

In the elevator shaft, when Yi Gu and the special curse spirit in the hotel were inseparable, no one could have imagined that one person and one curse spirit, in the unfinished building of the hotel that should have been emptied, in the car that fell crazily above the elevator shaft Suddenly there was an extra person——

Haruki Yoshiyama held the last crepe that entered the mission world from the canteen of the Administration Bureau, and was immediately carried into the elevator that was falling rapidly.

Before he could react, his fighting instinct caused his mana to flow out of his hand uncontrollably, flowing through the crepe he had just brought in, instantly filling the entire car.

The magic power climbed up the rock along the rope on the top of the elevator, and within a few breaths, the entire elevator was suspended in the elevator shaft stably. The falling elevator was dragged violently by the spikes generated by his magic power. On the wall of the well, there are two traces of deep visible steel bar sliding.

"Is it so exciting when you come up?" Haruki Jushan managed to stabilize his body, twitched the corner of his mouth, and unfortunately glanced at the ice cream ball that fell to the ground as the elevator shook violently, and pressed the button of the elevator with his hands Open the door.

The door opened in response to the sound, and outside the door was the dark elevator shaft wall. The edge of the shaft wall was a thin barrier formed by overflowing mana, which looked radiant under the bright lights in the car.

He was still half a step away from the ten-meter-high shaft under his feet.

"Excuse me." Haruki Jushan took a step back and frantically poked the door close button.

"I thought that logistics in the logistics team meant finishing the mission world." He gave up his plan to go out from the main entrance, and while struggling to remove the skylight of the elevator, he muttered to the system, "I didn't expect that the task of this logistics team is really to do logistics." .”

"I'm not here to repair the elevator, am I?" With one free hand, he dialed the steel cable above the elevator, "Oh, there is no electricity."

"That's all right."

The top of the car was opened, and Haruki Jushan sat on the edge of the skylight with one hand supporting the top wall of the car, and looked down with difficulty, "Hey, super."

It might be because his voice was a bit loud, and a man in the elevator shaft suddenly raised his head following his voice.

"Don't look at me," Jushan Haruki shook his legs, and nodded to the two super-levels below who were full of vigilance due to the sudden change in the falling elevator, "You keep fighting, I'm just passing by to repair the elevator .”

"...This hotel is a mess," the white-clothed super magician was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where did you come from?"

"How could it be?" Jushan Haruki exaggeratedly looked around, and said in artificial panic, "When I came to repair the elevator, they didn't inform me that this is an unfinished building."

[Host...] The system is a bit unbearable, [You can pretend to be a little more fake. 】

"Really?" Jushan Haruki was shocked, "If I fake a little more, he can let me go out to find the mission object Gojo Satoru?"

【If you fake a little bit more, he can fight with you and the mantra. 】

In the eighth year after the establishment of the Space-Time Administration, the satisfaction of npcs in the world plummeted after the mission was over. Countless npcs whose relatives and friends died mysteriously all suffered from serious psychological shadows.Before he had time to go through the transfer procedures, Haruki Yayama, the peak combat power of the management bureau, was stuffed with coordinates with his own system, and thrown directly into the first world where he had performed missions.

——To repair the psychological shadow of npc Gojo Satoru.

Who would have thought that such a peaceful mission goal would have such an uneven start.

"Where did you come from?" Yi Guyoutai raised the knife in his hand and warned.

"It's a long story..." Jushan Haruki immediately changed his words when he saw his uneasy expression, "But I can make a long story short."

"It's me..." Just as he was halfway through speaking, the curse spirit below suddenly jumped up, jumped up a few steps in the direction of the elevator shaft wall, and attacked Ju Shanqingshu.

"No," was forced to interrupt the conversation, Haruki Jushan dexterously dodged while puzzled, "Why did you hit me, you hit him."

Yi Guyou took a step back warily.

The strange magician who suddenly appeared is now hanging on the car wall, flexibly dodging the attacks from the left and right of the magic spirit in this small space, and flying up and down in the scorching fireball issued by the magic spell , Not even a piece of clothing was burned.

"I didn't mess with you," he scratched his hair in despair, "if you hit me again, I'll fight back."

"I've tried my best not to touch you."

The curse spirit turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to launch spells at Haruki Jushan. With the activation of the spells, the spell spirit got closer and closer to Haruki Juyama, and was about to touch his fingertips.

"You asked for it." He stretched out his fingertips speechlessly, and the moment his fingertips touched the flames from the curse spirit, a particularly dazzling light suddenly burst out, and the terrifying spell power crazily followed him. His fingertips transitioned towards the curse spirit, bursting its thin skin in an instant.

A muffled sound.

The curse spirit was crushed by the soaring spell power.

Fragmented flesh and blood exploded in the narrow elevator shaft in an instant, and Yi Guyouta reflexively blocked his face to avoid it. After a muffled sound, Haruki Jushan poked his head out of the elevator with lingering fear, turned over and climbed up the car again At the top, he caressed his chest exaggeratedly.

"I said don't touch me. Look, it exploded."

[Why are you still the same as the first time you came here. 】The system was sneering and sarcastic, but Haruki Jushan blinked and pretended not to hear it.

"The main reason is that I didn't expect to kill a super class just a few minutes after I came back," he sighed decently, "This long-lost experience...is really too sinful."

[I don’t know if it’s a crime or not,] the system said gloatingly, [Anyway, there’s a super class waiting for you to explain its origin. 】

"Alas..." Jushan Haruki sighed deeply when recalling the past, "I think I was also a super class back then."

Under the package of mana, the elevator steadily lowered to a position only two or three meters above the ground.

"Do you still believe me when I say that I am the elevator repairer?" He squatted on the elevator regretfully and looked at the conjurer.

Yi Guyouta showed an expression that you were lying to a fool.

Seeing this expression, he knew that there was no point in making up. He squatted on the edge of the elevator and rubbed his face worriedly: "Can't we each take a step back? Look at the curse spirit behind you, I didn't even think about exorcising her, did I?" .”

Seeing the sudden sharp expression of the magician when he mentioned the curse spirit behind him, Jushan Haruki felt even more helpless: "I really didn't want to threaten you. If I wanted to threaten you, I'd better jump off now. What are you doing up there?"

The curse spirit behind the conjurer opened a mouthful of fangs threateningly towards him.

"...Oh, he cursed you." Jushan Haruki was not frightened, but looked at the curse spirit with a lack of interest, and sighed again, "Now there are so many strange monsters in the magic world. "

"Speaking of which, I am also your former senior." Looking at the two pairs of vigilant eyes below, Haruki Jushan suddenly became interested, squatting on the edge of the elevator and began counting with his fingers, "I think you are still a high school student. Student, I was also a student at the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse Arts."

"But didn't graduate." He sighed.

"You look about my age." Yi Gu twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was condemning Ju Shanqingshu's nonsense.

"Really," Jushan Haruki let out a sigh of relief, "Who would have thought that the 21-year-old boy in front of you was only 17 years old four years ago."

[Although I really don't want to remind you but...] The system interrupted abruptly, 【It's been ten years. 】

"What?" Jushan Haruki suddenly jumped up from the top of the elevator, his pupils quivered, "Ten years?"

"I don't know this junior, I thought it was just the next class after my death!"

"That's over," Jushan Haruki collapsed and closed his eyes under the expectant gaze of the system, and muttered, "I should increase my height by ten centimeters before coming in. Now I have to be a head shorter than Gojo Satoru."

The system began to reflect on what it was expecting... Could it be that the dog host, Haruki Yayama, still felt guilty for his escape?

"Do you think that if I jump from here now, I can die and return to the main office to reopen?" He looked at the edge of the elevator eagerly.

[Not very. 】The system did some calculations and hesitated to speak, 【It may even affect the completion rate of the task, and you haven't found out where Wujo Wu is yet. 】

"Then pretend I didn't say it." Jushan Haruki quickly retracted his body, pretending that nothing happened just now.

"No, I have to go to Wujo Wu, what am I talking about here?" The conjurer in front of him looked like a high school student, and he might not even be able to touch the corner of Wujo's clothes, let alone him. They have been dead for ten years, and the information accumulated in these ten years is so bad.

Besides, ten years have passed, he originally thought that finding Gojo Satoru was a matter of going to a high school, but now the ghost knows where he is.

Jushan Haruki rubbed his head in pain, and ran away when he was indecisive.

There was only a thin reinforced concrete wall between the elevator shaft and the wall, and he jumped down without even looking at breaking a wall.The bottom of the elevator shaft was still some distance from the ground, and Haruki Jushan jumped down only to find that the bottom was still seven or eight meters high.

He frantically mobilized the magic power to put the pad under his feet while cursing, "Why is this hotel elevator suspended above the third-floor shopping mall!"

system:【……】

Seeing this so-called senior jump down, Yi Gu didn't have time to remind him: ...

This conjurer who suddenly appeared to exorcise the super-level curse spirit and then left suddenly... After all, he is not a bad person.

Li Xiang emerged from behind with a head, and rubbed against his neck affectionately, Yigu Youta was supported by her, and looked out of the hole, the conjurer who claimed to be the senior had disappeared in a few seconds .

After the spell was expelled, the tents outside the hotel were gradually removed, and Haruki Jushan, who had regained his vitality, began to run the train with his mouth full.

"I think it's a pity that this unfinished hotel has turned into ruins..." He pointed and commented, "Look at this type of apartment, the north and south are transparent, and the north and south are facing south. If our dormitory building was built in the same way back then , I won’t be woken up by the sun every morning.”

[Nan is on your left. 】The system paused and called up a compass.

【This apartment type sits facing east and west.】It seemed that this sentence was not enough, and added: 【The lighting is not good. 】

The sun was rising from the east, casting embarrassing shadows on the south side of the hotel.

"...Oh, that's why it's an unfinished building." Ju Shanqingshu quickly took it, without any embarrassment on his face, as if nothing happened just now.

Not long after dawn, Haruki Kuroto, who suddenly came back to life after ten years, walked up the road in his memory without even thinking about it. When he reached the door of the familiar fast food restaurant, he realized that something was wrong.

[What are you doing in the college? 】The system said quietly, 【You don't think you can meet Gojo Satoru at a fast food restaurant near Gaozhuan at 07:30 in the morning, right? 】

"...Isn't it a good time for me?" Jushan Haruki stood in front of the fast food restaurant speechless for a moment, and decided to open the door and go in with something to comfort his internal organs after being hungry all night, thinking that he was already here. .

"One family barrel and two Cokes."

After Jushan Haruki sat down on a chair with two cups of Coke and a family bucket, the system questioned: [You don’t think you can really find Gojo Satoru in a fast food restaurant at this point, do you? 】

"I can't," Jushan Haruki said in a straight voice, "but I will definitely not be able to find Gojo Satoru if I'm hungry."

The system rolled its cyber eyes: [There is no second person, so why do you order two Cokes? 】

"Because of the sense of ritual," Jushan Haruki put down his cup and crossed his palms on his chin and said deeply, "You see, since I entered this store, the second-level spell spirit behind has been following me, so I won't give it some points. Something is embarrassing."

"You see, this curse spirit is obviously very familiar with the interior of this store, which means that it has been here for a while." Ju Shanqingshu followed the temptation carefully.

"For such a long time, if a magician has been here, it is impossible to have a curse spirit here. The fast food restaurant is so close to the high school, it is impossible for no one to exorcise it, which means that this curse spirit must have come from a wrong place. Small."

[You are not seriously ill. 】The system said indifferently.

The mantra turned around, and sat down on the seat opposite to Jushan Haruki very familiarly, poked his neck and glanced at the Coke in front of it, then put his neck back.

"Hey wait," Jushan Haruki laughed, "I know why there is a curse spirit in this fast food restaurant at the entrance of the high school."

When the second-level spell spirit in front of him approached him, there was an extremely familiar breath.

"This curse spirit is not wild," he said happily, sniffing his nose closer, "this is Xia Youjie's curse spirit, and the five enlightenment coordinates have been found."

No wonder no one cared about it. This is Xia Youjie's curse spirit. These curse spirits are all under his control, so they are naturally different from those who have not been recovered by him.

Jushan Qingshu stretched out a hand towards the mantra very familiarly, and sent a message to Xia Youjie, the owner of the mantra.

A few blocks away, Xia Youjie, who was sitting in the Panxing Sect's main hall, shivered violently.

[Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered something! 】The system suddenly raised its voice,【Do you know that someone from the logistics team set up the task? 】

"Ah? What character design?" Jushan Haruki was at a loss.

[I flipped through, I just transferred to the logistics team with you and I'm not familiar with their procedures. ] The system murmured.

【It's over,】 After a while, it said solemnly, 【Do you know what your character design is? 】

"what?"

[The little white flower who knows nothing about the magic world. 】The system's tone is dignified.

There was an eerie silence for a moment.

"Then we just..." Jushan Haruki said in a difficult tone.

[Uh...] The system took a breath, [I can hide this for you, but you have a passive skill. 】

[You can't use any magic power in front of all the people you know before, and you can't see any magic spirit. 】

【You've already contacted Xia Youjie, right? 】The system's tone was terrified.

"I've contacted." Jushan Haruki's mentality exploded.

[That's over, go for it. 】The system is broken.

[Do you know what the antonym of partial necrosis is? 】It calmed down for a long time, but still couldn't help mocking.

"What?" Yoshiyama Haruki masked the pain.

【See how you live well in front of Xia Youjie. 】