After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

In the morning, when Fushiguro Shier came to the living room after getting his mood together, he thought he had walked into the wrong place. Why was it so quiet? After taking a closer look, his face was full of questions.

What's all this? Everyone's gathered around a table looking at cards? What? Tarot reading?

That astral being and his little one were huddled together, studying a palm-sized... mermaid? A doll? But weren't their eyes a bit too lively?

"What's this?" He lazily walked over and picked up a piece of paper: 007 Pregnancy Stone S-10- (Carry this 3kg stone with you for a month, and after a week, regardless of gender, you will become pregnant. The stone comes in both male and female varieties, so you can choose the sex you want to give birth to.)

Fushiguro Shier threw the card away suddenly. What the hell is this?

Gojo Satoru picked it up and was inexplicably excited. "Oh, oh, oh! Look at this, Jie, it's a good thing!" He shared it with Geto Suguru with a feeling that he himself couldn't understand.

Geto Suguru took a closer look, his reaction even more intense than Fushiguro Shier's earlier. He snatched it from Gojo Satoru's hand. But for some reason, he didn't throw it away, but held on to it.

"...Wu, you are still young, don't look at these things." Xia Yujie held it in for a long time and said hesitantly.

"Huh? Oh." Gojo Satoru felt something was amiss. However, he still had to listen to Jie's words.

Both of them blushed for a moment. Coming back to their senses, they found that except for Draco and Megumi Fushiguro, everyone else was looking at them with a subtle look.

Tenriko and Kuroi Misato were whispering to each other, and laughing strangely.

Harry looked at them with a predictable look.

Fushiguro Shigeki looked at them for a few seconds and a subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey! What are you looking at!" Gojo Satoru said to Fushiguro Shinobu unhappily.

According to Fushiguro Shigeru's previous style of behavior, Fushiguro Shigeru would definitely exchange some mockery with him, and maybe even fight.

But now he just smiled with disdain and interest.

Oh my god, it seems like we've discovered some incredible secret. I wonder what the Gojo family will do when they find out? Fushiguro Shiori thought.

"What are these?" He picked up another one and looked at it. It read: 006 Wine Fountain A-15- (Draw water from this fountain and leave it for a week, and it will turn into wine. Although the type of wine is randomly selected, the taste is truly amazing.)

"It's my ability. Everything can be materialized," Draco said with a smile, handing a card to Fushiguro Shirō. He had drawn it from a lottery, and there were 100 different cards in total. Draco could copy them infinitely.

This just explains some of his weird props.

Fushiguro Shiori took it and looked at it: 031 Return Postcard to the Dead S-13- (Use this return postcard to write to the deceased, and you will receive a reply the next day. 1000 cards.)

He clenched it suddenly, then quickly released it, fearing that it would wrinkle.

"Name a price." He said after calming down.

"I can give it to you for free." Draco's expression remained unchanged.

Fushiguro Shijiro knew that sometimes, free things are the most valuable. "What do you want?" He didn't know what he had that could be targeted.

If they mentioned astral plasma, he would have given up on the mission even if they hadn't mentioned it. After all, it was impossible to succeed without the support of the tyrant.

He had to make numerous calculations against both Gojo Satoru and Geto Gayu, not to mention these two little brats whom he couldn't see through.

Don't think he didn't see it when he was shocked yesterday. The scarred boy took out a more than one-meter-high staff and made his danger radar keep beeping.

"It's very simple. Kill the Astral Plasma Tenriko." Draco said.

Fushiguro Shiro raised his eyebrows in surprise, but when he saw that even the astral plasma had a normal expression, he knew that it was not what he thought.

"Playing?" He understood after a moment's thought.

"Yes. On the day of fusion, give it to the Panxing Sect and the people behind them." Harry took over the conversation tacitly.

Harry then told Fushiguro about the black mist and the noose, including their origins and the development of the original world. Everyone was stunned.

"Oh, by the way, more than 10 years after you die, a pervert who loves wearing women's kimonos will tell your son..." Harry added as if he remembered something. Draco quickly covered Fushiguro Megumi's ears.

"Megumi Fushiguro, let me fall in love with you."

Fushiguro Shige'er's face turned ashen, and his momentum continued to rise.

"In the end, he took over Huihui's body and cut Gojo Satoru in half." Harry ignored Fushiguro Shigeki and said calmly.

"Ryomen Sukuna? Yuji Itadori? Very good, I will go and kill that container now." Fushiguro Shinobu said gritting his teeth.

"Even if Yuji Itadori is gone, there will still be Yuji Sajin, Yuji Jojin, and Yuji Shimojin." Draco could understand Fushiguro Shiro's thoughts, but he disagreed. The little angel Yuji was very cute, and he was not the culprit.

If Fushiguro Shinobu really kills the little angel Hisahito, the brain might create more containers just in case.

"So you want to sit tight for now and let that hot pot ingredient think that everything is going according to plan?" Fushiguro Shigeki said in a bad tone.

But everyone can understand. No father would feel good knowing that his child is being targeted by a pervert.

"Is it okay to just tell us like this? What if we leak it out?" Tennen Riko thought of this.

"No way." Gojo Satoru put his hand on Geto's shoulder with a grin. "Geto and I tried it, and it seems to involve the rules. There's no way to tell anyone about it. People who don't know the truth won't understand you at all. Shouldn't Riko know this clearly?"

"Oh, so you were posing in weird postures and making noises on the beach to see if I could understand you?" Tenriko suddenly realized something when she thought of the two people who seemed to be having a seizure yesterday afternoon.

Gojo Satoru and the others had wanted to tell Naoko, but no matter how hard they tried, Naoko had no idea what they were talking about. They racked their brains to make Naoko understand, but Naoko said all she heard was "Aba Aba" noises. Finally, Naoko felt they were too boring and simply hung up the phone.

Faced with this situation, Gojo Satoru and Geto couldn't help but feel a little frustrated, but at the same time, their curiosity was piqued. They began to think about how to make others understand their words. With a playful spirit, the two began to try various methods to find the answer.

Zhushi looked at the two mischievous children and shook his head helplessly. He couldn't bear to see them playful, so he took advantage of their inattention and quietly wrote a note to them. The note explained why others couldn't understand their language - this was a special protection mechanism for Draco in the higher dimension.

Unless Draco himself was willing to reveal the secret, no matter what method they used, even if they broadcast it on the radio, others would only hear a vague sound.

Those who hear the content will automatically form a contractual relationship with Draco. Not only will they not have any thoughts or actions that would harm Draco, they will not even be able to tell this secret to anyone without Draco's permission.

It can be said that this protection mechanism is a rather unfair clause.

Zhu observed Draco carefully and was surprised to find that he exuded the aura of multiple worlds.

Furthermore, Zhu felt a subtle resemblance between Draco and Ian. However, Zhu didn't dwell on it too much. After all, Draco was Ian's beloved child, so it was only natural that he would have Ian's aura. Zhu thought it was all perfectly normal.

However, Zhu couldn't help but feel that the aura from the higher dimension was strangely familiar, as if he had encountered it somewhere before. He fell into deep thought, trying to recall relevant memories, but he had no clue. Finally, Zhu gave up thinking helplessly, thinking that perhaps he had just accidentally sensed the aura of a passing higher dimension.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed through Zhu's mind. He recalled that when he was just born, a world consciousness landed in the ancient country next door.

So, Zhu curiously looked in that direction and saw a ball of red energy covering everyone in the ancient country. Although this aura was not as strong as that on Draco, it also protected these humans, allowing them to be free from disease and disaster and enjoy a happy and fulfilling life.

The world consciousness seemed to have spotted him, having just been born. It smiled gently at him and sent him a burst of energy. "There's a newborn here. I'm so sorry I barged in and didn't notice you. This blessing is for you. Grow up well," Zhu heard him say.

I finally remembered the curse.

"I have another question." Fushiguro Shier didn't say anything. Instead, he asked about something that was very important to him. "The Hell World has been cut off, so... Aoi's soul..."

"In 10 years at most, she will completely disappear." Harry's face was a little serious. "Unless..."

"Unless what?" Fushiguro Shigeu was a little anxious.

"Before being expelled by the World Consciousness, the Black Mist gave all its energy to the Cursed Spirits, primarily Nose and the Curse King Ryoumen Sukuna. If you can gather all twenty fingers and carry them with you while killing Nose, the World Consciousness will be able to re-issue a connection request to the Underworld."