Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Put the slot machines into your backpack and then use bamboo blocks to divide the room.

Take out the "magical black and white TV" and place it on the wall; the gray screen lights up automatically.

"What level is this?"

The sky was filled with yellow sand, and apart from the hills, there were no other signs in sight.

At this point, Yang Bo also realized that not all televisions are useful.

They placed all the televisions on the wall at once.

"Is this level 2? Is this level 11?"

Of the eight television screens, he was only familiar with two of the images, though he wasn't sure if they were the two levels he knew.

"It would be great if it could be transmitted via television."

This isn't wishful thinking; the television set in level 131 does indeed possess the ability to transmit.

One way to access level 131 is to cut into an old, broken television set at any level.

After studying the television for a while, I discovered that these televisions allow you to adjust the distance and angle of the image using knobs, much like a 360-degree camera.

"He's not entirely useless. By the way, Gojo Satoru should have prepared the research equipment, right? It's time to go and take a look."

The mist appeared with his thoughts.

Stepping into the mist, you enter the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, where bright sunlight filters through the leaves.

The surroundings were no different from when he left, except for one more... bald doll?

To be honest, Yang Bo didn't know what the prototype of the 'doll' in front of him was either.

It looks like a Japanese kappa, but upon closer inspection, it also resembles a dog. Its chubby body makes it look adorably silly.

"Cassie"

'Is this thing alive?'

Soon, Yang Bo realized what was happening, and the image of a panda flashed through his mind.

'It looks like the school principal specifically arranged for this doll to be here.'

Cassie moved her short limbs slightly, raised her round head slightly, and stared straight at Yang Bo, who had suddenly appeared.

To be honest, this scene is quite eerie.

Fortunately, it was daytime; if it had been night, his powerful shot would probably have landed on the doll.

The sound of steady, heavy footsteps echoed from deep within the forest.

The owner of the footsteps was clearly making noise on purpose to show that he meant no harm.

A tall, upright figure slowly emerged from the woods, his eyes hidden behind black sunglasses, his hair neatly slicked back, his beard solemn, and his uniform a composed and dignified Japanese principal's uniform.

"The Right Path of the Night Moth"

The man, who looked more like a gang leader than a school principal, was sizing him up, while he was also sizing him up.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a guardian spirit I left here, it has no malicious intent."

“I’m not nervous. You must be the principal of that sorcery school, right? My name is Yang Bo. It’s nice to meet you.”

A slight smile appeared on Moth's serious face.

"I am the principal of Tokyo Jujutsu High School, Masamichi Yagami. May I invite you to visit the school?"

Night Moth Path sensed Yang Bo's body and found no fluctuations of magical power; he looked like an ordinary person.

But through the information he received.

The man in front of me was extremely unusual.

"Of course, but..."

Yang Bo's main reason for coming here this time was to take the research equipment back with him.

"I wonder if Mr. Gojo Satoru has prepared the research equipment for me?"

"A batch has already been shipped over, but some imported equipment will take longer to arrive."

The most troublesome part of importing is transportation.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Principal."

Kashi followed closely behind the two of them as they walked towards Kyoto Jujutsu High School, with Yamo Masamichi beside them.

"Um, if I may ask, Principal Moth, is this doll a dog or a kappa?"

Moth said righteously, 'You're being presumptuous, you really are.'

"It's a kappa."

Chapter 134 The Mutant Puppet

Principal's Reception Room.

"Mr. Yang, please have some tea."

Night Moth poured Yang Bo a cup of tea, then knelt down on the futon opposite him.

Yang Bo picked up his teacup, took a sip, and sighed:

"Principal Moth, your hobby is quite peculiar."

The room was filled with all sorts of dolls, and there were also needles and thread for making them. If I'm not mistaken, these dolls should have been made by the rugged man in front of me.

"Just some little hobbies."

"How long will it take for the remaining equipment to arrive?"

Yang Bo returns to the main topic.

"All of them shall be delivered to the college's warehouse within seven days."

Moth responded seriously, "All equipment has been protected by magic, making it untraceable to outsiders and undetectable to higher-ups. You can come and use it at any time."

"Spell shielding is unnecessary. Headmaster, you just need to make sure there are no curses on the equipment!"

He wasn't worried about curses or monsters; he was worried about what would happen if the special energy affected the accuracy of the data.

"No problem, I'll take care of it myself."

Moth looked at Yang Bo seriously and said:

"Could you prioritize supplying our college with the healing green apple and calming almond water you have?"

“The children are often injured and mentally exhausted, so your belongings are very important.”

Night Moth was very frank; he also wanted to use this opportunity to see Yang Bo's attitude and personality.

Hearing Moth's words, Yang Bo nodded slightly: "Sure, it's still an equal exchange. Resources, intelligence, special metals, and discarded cursed tools are all acceptable. Also, could you teach me how to make cursed remains?"

He really wanted to learn this technique.

Cobalt ingots are the bones, silicone is the flesh, and the teacher is the god! It will definitely be a bestseller in the back room.

"Creating cursed remains requires cursed power."

"You only need to demonstrate once. If you can learn it, I can learn it too. If you can't learn it, then it means I really can't learn it."

Night Moth Zhengdao pondered the meaning of Yang Bo's words repeatedly.

'Special learning ability? Well… give it a try!'

"it is good."

Next, Moth Masamichi seriously began to create a small... uh, palm-sized, which could be considered a miniature cursed corpse.

No moth righteous path disrespected the position of principal of the Spellcasting Academy. He dissected the method of making cursed corpses step by step and revealed all his insights without any concealment.

To make it even clearer for Yang Bo, he even spent more of his magical power to make the flow of magical power clearer.

Yang Bo stared at the cat doll playing Thomas the Tank Engine on the table, looking quite distressed.

"Have you learned it? Of course, if you haven't learned it yet, don't worry. Making cursed remains only looks simple. The most important part, the core, requires very precise control of cursed power."

"Principal Moth, there's no need to comfort me."

Yang Bo waved his hand, somewhat helplessly, and said, "I'm afraid I can't learn how to make cursed remains."

He picked up the leftover scraps from the doll-making process of Moth Zhengdao from the table.

Then put them together.

Suddenly, the scraps that had been pieced together merged together and became a plush puppet no bigger than the palm of your hand.

More Puppet mods (Special Aberration Version) have been loaded.

"Beat it up."

Yang Bo pointed to the cat doll on the table and gave the command. The mini plush puppet strode towards the plush cat with an arrogant and domineering gait.

Moth Masamichi's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, were fixed on the plush puppet on the table.

'No magical fluctuations! No spell markings…'

His current inner reaction is no less than seeing a senior student with a dog on a university campus standing on a podium explaining academic conjectures to professors.

Two dolls on the table started fighting. The cat-shaped puppet made by Moth Zhengdao smashed Yang Bo's puppet with three claws, turning it into white smoke and disappearing, leaving only a few specks of fluff on the ground.

Seeing this, Yang Bo was not surprised at all, after all, the plush toy only had 3 health points, which was even less than a chicken.

More puppet modules have been transformed into special skills…

Now he only needs to spend materials to make puppets made of the corresponding materials.

What's going on here?

He swore in his own name that this was absolutely not a cursed corpse!!

"Puppet, Principal Moth, please wait a moment."

Yang Bo took out iron blocks, round stones, and some grilled and raw fish from his backpack, and the smell of barbecue instantly filled the reception room.

Pick up the iron block.