Versatile Mage: Reincarnation of the Strongest Gojo Satoru of the Contemporary Era

Chapter 99 Jealousy
Looking at this shocking scene, everyone who was preparing to fight again stopped.

"Is this still a human?" Zu Jiming was so shocked that his jaw dropped.

"Survived!"

However, Mu Yingting and others now don’t want to care why Gojo Satoru is so strong.

All they knew was that they had managed to survive the crazy attack of an entire tribe of demons!
But not everyone was happy. The dark-minded Zu Jiming began to feel jealous.

He thought someone must have given him some special treatment.

Obviously, they are all the proud children of the country, representing the country in the splendid magic competition.

Why should Gojo Satoru receive special treatment while they can only get a little bit of resources and even have to take huge risks to explore various ruins?

The rest of the people were still feeling lucky that they were alive. As for being jealous of Gojo Satoru?
This is not necessary at all. If there is only a small gap, you can still use resources to catch up.

But the strength displayed by Gojo Satoru clearly surpassed that of a high-level wizard at least, while they have only just reached the high-level. How can they be compared?
If you know it is impossible but still do it, you are simply asking for trouble.

At this time, Gojo Satoru also returned to the barrier. His black clothes were a little torn, his white hair was a little messy, and his eyes were still bleeding.

It's still a bit of a stretch. The burden of turning on the six eyes at full power is still too heavy for him who is now injured.

What's more, it is necessary to carefully transform the virtual form.

"Wu, what's going on?" Mo Fan walked up to Gojo Wu, looked at him and asked.

"Are you injured?" Nan Rongni, another healing mage in the team, also asked.

"It's okay, it's just an old injury." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said.

“Wu, you are so awesome. You killed almost an entire tribe by yourself!” Zhao Manyan said excitedly.

He thought he was dead this time, but he didn't expect Big Brother to stand up again. He really survived a disaster!

"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to you this time!" Jiang Yu was also very grateful.

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After resting for a while, the angry crowd returned to the castle gate.

"You. You are not dead?" General Mott and his staff were dumbfounded when they received the news.

One hundred thousand strange birds! These young wizards were not dismembered. Instead, they all came back without any injuries except looking a little tired?

"I'm sorry to disappoint you!" Ai Jiangtu snorted coldly upon hearing this.

Ai Jiangtu, who had always been calm and indifferent, was also very angry this time. Did he think they deserved to die?
Seeing that they were not dead, why were they still acting so strangely?
"Your position is no longer secure, prepare to be punished!" Jiang Shaoxu said directly and coldly.

Mott couldn't help laughing when he heard the threat from the oriental girl.

"Do you think of this place as your own country? I know you have a strong background, but don't forget, this is Miru, not your China!" Mott said with a stern face.

"Even if you cross the entire Pacific Ocean, you will still have to pay the price you deserve!" Nan Jue said unceremoniously.

Everyone in the National Government team has a background to some extent, even the grassroots Mo Fan and the extremely mysterious Gojo Satoru.

Nan Jue’s words were not an exaggeration at all. After all, he was just a general defending the city.

However, Gojo Satoru was no longer interested in watching this kind of drama.

He said hello to Mo Fan and left to find a place outside to make an international call to tell the elderly people about the sudden accident.

"What did you say?!!"

The old man on the other end of the phone asked loudly in disbelief. "Well, the National Government Team was chased by a tribe of demons yesterday, and I had no choice but to forcefully squeeze the resources to recover..." Gojo Satoru replied.

But when he said this, he was obviously feeling guilty and kept scratching his head.

"Bullshit, there are only more than 100,000 monsters in a tribe. If you take people away, what can they do to stop you?" The person on the other end of the phone didn't believe it at all.

"Old man Han Ji, when did you become as fond of swearing as Zhu Meng?" Gojo Satoru tried to change the subject.

The old man on the other end of the phone was Han Ji, the president of the Ancient Capital Clock Tower Magicians Association.

"Don't change the subject, kid. Tell me what happened. You are injured. We old guys asked you to go to the National Government Competition so that you can recuperate and win the championship, not to make your injury worse." Han Ji said seriously.

"Okay, here's what happened..." Gojo Satoru recounted the entire story from beginning to end.

After listening to Gojo Satoru's story, Han Ji was furious and said, "They are simply incompetent. They don't even have the guts to protect the people who enter the country legally!"

"I'll contact the person in charge of international affairs right now and make sure that incompetent guy's uniform is removed!"

"So domineering, Old Man Han." Gojo Satoru praised.

"Humph, you've got quite a problem, brat. You won't be able to get anything in a short time anyway, so you can figure it out on your own."

After saying that, Han Ji hung up the phone.

“It’s just some resources, why are you so angry?” Gojo Satoru muttered.

If Han Ji heard this, he would definitely curse Gojo Satoru again.

This little bit of resources? It took a lot of connections and some extremely valuable things to exchange for these few things that can repair the soul.

All of these combined are enough to push ordinary people from the beginner level to the super level!
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Soon, Gojo Satoru returned to the academy with some snacks, and found Mo Fan and the others without any obstacles.

I saw everyone and the guy called Osto were talking about something, and then Zu Jiming suddenly shouted,
"Are you kidding? Do you want to go in again?"

"You have to go. Otherwise, there will be bigger trouble next time. Believe me, this will definitely not be the last time." Osto said to them very seriously.

“Old Ai, can you deploy the soldiers guarding the mines?” Nan Jue asked.

"can."

"No, no, no, you'd better not ask for help from others. Nazca is a forbidden land. If you let an army in there, Nazca will only summon a larger tribe and annihilate your entire army on its territory."

"I just said that you have more than a week. If you can get Nazca's forgiveness there, you can escape this endless misfortune..."

After hearing such a terrifying possibility, Mo Fan and the others finally decided to give it a try. However, some chose not to believe it, but they were a minority after all.

After all, if Osto is not lying, the next wave will have at least hundreds of thousands!

Those were monsters from several tribes, and even China suffered casualties.

"You guys go, I need to calm down." Gojo Satoru shook his head.

"Okay." Mo Fan and the others did not force it.

Going to Nazca is just to find a way to solve the situation of being chased by the monster bird without having to fight.

Afterwards, Gojo Satoru left here again alone. He wanted to find a place to spend the next few days.

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(End of this chapter)