"Uh... no need to be so distant, okay?"
"I did help you just now, didn't I?"
Long Xi leaned against the wall with his hands in his pockets, trying to look perfectly nonchalant. But clearly, the livestream audience's attention had shifted to the other two.
However...
Their attention wasn't exactly friendly...
[Awesome! The incarnation worked! Steel balls! Bring me all the steel balls!]
At a glance, there were over a dozen comments about steel balls alone. The rest wanted to summon Mahoraga and blow everything up on the spot.
Yep, this had to be Bilibili...
Then that was perfectly normal...
Although those two were the ones getting harassed, he was the one getting stronger... At this rate, his cursed energy reserves would probably reach Grade 3 by tonight.
That last shot had consumed quite a lot, leaving his arm a little numb. But with the Mobile Fountain in effect, the discomfort was slowly fading.
Actually, fading wasn't quite the right word. Excitement surged through his body as his cursed energy kept growing at an enormous rate, practically doubling.
What a rush!
Getting stronger really did feel better than anything else!
Still, compared to what came later in the story, he was far too weak. He had better keep some distance from Megumi Fushiguro.
Otherwise, when that Grade 2 Cursed Spirit showed up, he might end up getting chewed up like dog food.
Although Megumi Fushiguro had no idea what Long Xi was thinking, his gaze remained wary.
For some reason, he could sense an intense malice toward him coming from this guy...
There was also a more practical concern.
Jujutsu sorcerers were generally registered. Although some worked independently, this guy's bearing was completely unlike that of a Japanese person.
It was something he could tell at a glance.
Besides, the cursed energy in his body was very weak. While that cursed energy bullet had been crude, its accuracy and power were far beyond what someone at his level should have been capable of.
Was it like a handgun firing with the power of a sniper rifle?
Even stranger, he hadn't noticed this man approaching him at all. No matter how weak someone's cursed energy was, once they came within fifty meters of him, there was no way his Divine Dogs would fail to sense them.
That was so alarming that he hadn't even registered the terrifying speed at which the guy in front of him was recovering and growing stronger.
"Who are you?" Megumi Fushiguro's voice was ice-cold. He stared at Long Xi, instinctively bristling like a cat.
"Sorry, but please show me your Jujutsu Sorcerer ID."
The smile that had just formed on Long Xi's face stiffened slightly.
ID? Where was an undocumented guy like him supposed to get an ID?
Forget a Jujutsu Sorcerer ID-he didn't even have an ID card. Right now, he had to use coins he'd picked up just to buy a bottle of water.
He hurriedly waved his hands, cutting off Megumi Fushiguro's official questioning.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't start checking my registration just yet... Is this really the time to check IDs? There's still a Special Grade Cursed Object over there that needs dealing with."
Megumi Fushiguro looked in the direction he pointed, his train of thought easily diverted.
Yuji Itadori was crouching on the ground, turning a black, shriveled object over in his hands with a curious expression.
The thing radiated nauseating malice. It was Sukuna's Finger, the very object he had spent so long searching for.
Those cursed spirits had nearly eaten it earlier, but Yuji Itadori had grabbed it along the way. That was one bit of good luck amid the disaster.
"Hey! Be careful!" Megumi Fushiguro shouted, rushing over.
"Huh? This?"
Itadori raised his head and gave the finger in his hand a queasy little shake.
"It's so gross... It got even grosser after I took it out of the paper."
"That's a Special Grade Cursed Object, one of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers." Megumi Fushiguro snatched the finger from him and carefully wrapped it in cloth.
"It contains the cursed energy of a special grade cursed spirit. If any cursed spirit swallows it, that spirit can instantly become special grade."
"Then it won't just be this building. The entire Tokyo Metropolis will be in danger."
"It's that powerful?" Itadori's eyes widened in shock. "So those things came here because of this?"
"Not just those. Every cursed spirit in the area was drawn here by it." Megumi Fushiguro looked grave, instinctively glancing at Long Xi beside them.
For some reason, he kept feeling an inexplicable chill coming from the guy.
As though he were thinking about something bad...
"We have to take it back to Jujutsu High and seal it immediately. If we wait any longer, even stronger cursed spirits will come."
Long Xi listened from the sidelines, nodding furiously inside. Exactly, exactly. A stronger cursed spirit was coming any second now.
It was that Grade 2 Cursed Spirit that looked like a hideous, blue-faced demon with fangs-the MVP that had nearly exorcised Megumi Fushiguro in the original story.
It had almost become the MVP of the Dounuo Continent's opening battle.
Unfortunately, it had been born at the wrong time, and Yuji had kicked it to death like some roadside nobody.
Obviously, no matter how much of a roadside nobody it was, a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit was still a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit. If he were alone, he could easily end up as a side dish for it to chew through like dog food.
Better put my own safety first... Long Xi discreetly edged aside, positioning himself in the corner farthest from Sukuna's Finger.
That thing was a walking nuclear bomb. Whoever got close to it was asking for trouble. With Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro here, it wasn't his turn to act anyway.
As long as he slowly followed the plot, he would retain his advantage. And as long as he stayed here, he would have plenty of room to grow.
That little performance just now had already brought his cursed energy reserves to what the system classified as "Grade 4."
That was more than ten times what he'd started with. If that last bullet had emptied all the cursed energy in his body...
Now, even if he played the part of an AK-47, he could fire off a whole magazine first!
The growth showed no sign of slowing. In fact, it was accelerating, as though it would become even more intense.
Long Xi had anticipated this situation too. The world his cursed technique reflected was broadcasting his current experiences like an anime.
Leaving everything else aside, whether it was the April anime lineup or any other month's new releases, viewer numbers were never low. Even trashy isekai had hundreds of thousands of people willing to give them a taste.
Under those circumstances, his early growth would be incomparably smooth, and the same would hold true even in the later stages.
After all, Jujutsu Kaisen's popularity in his previous life spoke for itself. Even in another world, even with him added to the mix, its popularity couldn't possibly be too low.
So for now, I'll just enjoy getting stronger.
[Name: Long Xi] [Age: 17] [Cursed technique possessed: Early Access! (LV.1)] [Current cursed energy reserves: LV.4 (In terms of quantity alone, you can barely clear out a few grade 4 cursed spirits. This is a serious shortcoming: you have next to no technical skill.)] [Current skills: Cursed Energy Manipulation LV. Semi-Grade 4 (You've gotten just a tiny bit more proficient at controlling it.)] [Estimated reward tier for the current broadcast: D+] [Would you like to claim the current reward? Once claimed, tracking will restart from F tier.]
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