Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Xia Yujie tilted his head back, his facial features twitching slightly.

Su Ze carefully observed his reaction.

Then think back to the dozens of experiments you’ve done in the past.

——If he frowns once, it means the food is a little unpalatable; if he frowns twice, it means the food is unpalatable; if he frowns three times, it means the food is extremely unpalatable.

The cursed spirit ball before processing, that is, the thing directly generated after Geto Suguru himself subdued the cursed spirit, is about as unpalatable as frowning twice or three times.

After Su Ze processed the curse ball, he frowned twice most of the time, and three times less often.

There was only one time that was most ideal - that time Xia Youjie only frowned once.

However, the situation at that time was too accidental and may be difficult to replicate.

He quietly observed Xia Youjie's expression, looking forward to checking the number.

For a moment, everything was silent and even his own breathing was audible.

Su Ze couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Whether the mission would be accomplished or failed depended on this single moment.

——As a result, he frowned four times.

Su Ze covered his face with his hands and sighed in disappointment, then took out a small notebook from his pocket.

Write the first line:

"November 2006, 11, 5th processing■■■——The results are as follows."

The words "Curse Ball" were replaced by special symbols.

The advantage of this is that even if the notebook falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it will not be exposed - this is one of Geto Suguru's most secretive things, and even Nozomi and Gojo Satoru don't know about it.

If Su Ze hadn't been so careful, this secret would probably have remained hidden.

"Tell me, what flavor is it this time?"

Su Ze was somewhat frustrated. He turned the press-type ballpoint pen in one hand, and the crisp sound of "da da" echoed.

"...Chocolate syrup that smells like shit." Xia Yujie leaned against the wall and retched for a long time, looking grim.

"...Huh. No wonder you reacted the most this time--" Su Ze sighed in agreement, and then began to write.

"This time, the two phases of Li and Zhen are blended... three parts of Li and seven parts of Zhen... supplemented by Jing Qi to stabilize its form..."

"The result... was failure."

Su Ze is written in Chinese characters.

He always tried to use the language of his hometown more often than necessary - to avoid erasing all the fragments of the past.

"Honestly, Ze, you only judge the effect by how many times I frowned. Ugh..." Xia Youjie retched again, with cold sweat on his face, "...Is this reliable?"

Su Ze continued to write without stopping, pausing occasionally to think. Without even raising his head, he said, "You may not understand, Jie. There are only two situations in which one can judge a person by his subconscious behavior—"

"One is like Wu, who is heartless... and the other is like you, who is extremely meticulous. When these two types of people face strong external stimuli, they will subconsciously reveal their true nature - even more accurate than their own subjective statements."

Su Ze stopped writing and closed the leather notebook with a snap.

"But Wu is not really stupid... he just doesn't want to bother most of the time--" Su Ze, who had entered a strange state of rationality, muttered to himself again.

Looking at his obsessed look, Xia Youjie suddenly felt a little scared.

“扯远了，说回咱们的实验——”苏泽又咻得翻开笔记本，“目前我只尝试了不大于两卦的能量的加持……也就是C(5,2) = 5! / (2! * (5-2)!) = 10。但是因为每卦能量占比不同……”

"Stop!" Xia Youjie stretched out his palm and interrupted his "coming out" state.

"…Just state the conclusion."

Su Ze was stunned, then let out a long sigh.

"——The conclusion is that it is difficult to find a complete solution at present."

Xia Youjie was stunned, but he was not surprised. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Compared with the result of your processing this time, the taste before seems to be acceptable--"

——I have to say, people are really good at compromise.

Su Ze looked regretful and closed his eyes and sighed.

The basic principle of the Curse Spirit Ball is to condense the subdued Curse Spirit's body and the Curse Power it contains, and preserve it in a form similar to an "energy entity" for a short period of time - also a Curse Spirit Ball. The difficulty of the problem is that ordinary interference will not affect the properties of the "Curse Spirit Ball"... such as applying juice to the surface.

——This is like expecting to contain a ball of water in a bamboo basket.

Ordinary cursed power is not enough either, the only exception is the special energy called "Qi".

Therefore, the solution proposed by Su Ze is to use "Qi", an alien type independent of the spell power system, to interfere with it, or to "fight poison with poison" and let the two complement each other.

Theoretically, it is feasible.

"…Based on the existing results, we can at least stabilize the smell of the Curse Spirit Ball and alleviate it a little bit." Su Ze said.

——That is, frowning about twice.

According to his own feedback, the taste is similar to "simple vomit" and "simple wet rag"... Anyway, it may be better.

"But your consumption is obviously greater." Xia Yujie responded calmly.

——Su Ze's eye bags were indeed very heavy. They appeared almost instantly, a sign of excessive consumption in a short period of time.

"The income and expenditure are seriously unbalanced... Ze, you are so smart, you shouldn't do such a business."

“Some things cannot be stopped by simply saying ‘not worth it’.”

Neither of them could convince the other for a moment, and since both of them knew what was going on, there was silence for a while.

"...Speaking of which," after a long while, Xia Youjie spoke, "What day is today?"

Su Ze slapped his head, "It's already the 5th! I've been busy with the Curse Spirit Ball these past few days. If you hadn't reminded me, I'd probably be in trouble--"

He packed his things in a somewhat panicked manner and cleaned up the traces in the alley.

Xia Youjie smiled helplessly and shook his head.

Xia Youjie may not have noticed that although Su Ze's experimental results were only mediocre, he felt relaxed while discussing with him and tasting the cursed spirit balls that might be even more unpalatable.

Maybe it’s because there’s someone to share secrets with, which reduces the mental stress; or maybe it’s simply because of the company of close friends.

Su Ze's idea is simpler and clearer -

Since it can reduce the odor of the cursed spirit ball to a certain extent, it proves that his idea is correct. The problem with the experiment is basically that the interference effect of "Qi" is too small.

The interference is too small to suppress its original odor, so Su Ze needs to consume more Qi.

Therefore, after improving your own strength, the problem may be solved.

The short-term path to this is...

Nurture the flying sword of the sixth hexagram.

……

late at night.

Su Ze sat at the table, fiddling with something. The mountain ghost coins almost covered the entire table. The coins of slightly different shapes were faintly emitting qi.

Su Ze held his chin with one hand, staring at the pile of copper coins without saying a word. He frowned, his face showing a thoughtful look.

Then...suddenly he started counting on his fingers.

——If science can’t solve something, let metaphysics do it.

Xiao Liuren will tell him the answer.

……