Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"I'm not kidding anymore. I'm going to tell you about Muzan Kibutsuji. Don't be as careless as you were with me. Be careful not to be caught off guard."

Yang Bo really wasn't sure about Gojo Satoru's true strength; someone who plays by the rules might have some trump cards to save his life.

"I will do my best."

Having suffered a setback, Gojo Satoru was too embarrassed to say, "Leave it to me, the strongest one, and there won't be any problem."

If we were to suffer another setback, it would be a laughing stock. After all, this is an enemy that even Yang Bo finds troublesome. It seems we must strike hard.

"Boss, I'm here to make a purchase again!"

Urahara Kisuke's flippant voice rang out, and Yang Bo turned to look at the figure emerging from the mist:

"Mr. Urahara, instead of figuring out how to deal with Aizen, why are you running around here? Are you going to quit your own shop?"

Kisuke Urahara walked lazily to Yang Bo's side, then casually glanced at Satoru Gojo.

"I've handed the shop over to Tiezhai. By the way, is this young man also your customer?"

"These are the thugs I hired!"

"Oh? Thugs? Do you need any help?"

"Attack Seireitei."

"Uh…"

Kisuke Urahara was speechless: "Then could you please refund my points first? I'm afraid your employees won't acknowledge it after you die."

"Where do you have any points left? Giving you information about Aizen last time was already a friendly price, and you've come here this time..."

"I promised you the Transformation Body and some small items. Come and exchange them for some points. You know I'm terrified of being poor."

"That's fine."

The two began their underhanded dealings right in front of Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru stared at the random and wonderful gadgets, his worldview being refreshed once again.

"Sir, these props of yours..."

Yang Bo suddenly turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru, whose malicious gaze made Gojo Satoru feel like he was being watched.

"Remember, don't skip the middleman! You can buy whatever you want from me."

Gojo Satoru was both amused and exasperated: "I was just asking."

"Asking won't work, and thinking about it will be wrong. Fine, let me introduce you to Kisuke Urahara, my customer and supplier."

“Mr. Urahara, this is Satoru Gojo.”

"Oh, youth is wonderful! But your eyes... can't see through things, can they? I don't want to be seen through at my age."

"Don't worry, I don't have that kind of hobby. Besides, my abilities are passive, which is also a headache for me."

The Six Eyes can analyze target information, but its effectiveness is greatly reduced under different systems, such as Yang Bo and Urahara Kisuke in front of us.

He wore the black silk ribbon to block out some information and avoid overworking his brain.

"Oh? Do you need me to take a look? I can sense that there's something wrong with your soul, and it just so happens that I'm quite knowledgeable in this area."

The cursed power in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen is the negative energy within the human body.

The spirit particles in the world of Bleach are the fundamental particles that constitute everything in the world of Bleach.

Spiritual particles can erode magical power at a microscopic level, possessing a natural ability to restrain it.

Seeing Urahara Kisuke's interested expression, Yang Bo tugged at Gojo Satoru:

"He wasn't lying. He really is one of the world's top scientists, capable of even creating the Hogyoku that grants wishes."

"But I still advise you to ignore him. Once you break free of all boundaries, you're no different from a fish on a chopping board in front of him. Your soul and body are nothing more than putty to be played with by him."

"To put it simply, if you bring Itadori Yuujin here, he can train the Ryoumen Sukuna inside Itadori into a dog."

Ryoumen Sukuna, who has only devoured two fingers, is no different from a weakling in front of Kisuke Urahara in his Bankai form.

Of course, even with his four arms fully extended, Sukuna Urahara was just as bad as a noob.

After all, Urahara is not a combat-oriented captain.

"Hey, that's slander! How could I possibly be the kind of person you're describing?"

"hehe…"

Yang Bo simply chuckled twice, then strode towards the store. Gojo Satoru glanced at Urahara, nodded, and followed him with his hands in his pockets.

Kisuke Urahara stood up, watching the two figures disappear into the distance, and muttered something under his breath:

"His reputation is ruined. Sigh, dealing with people who know everything is exhausting!"

He didn't leave, but chased after them directly.

"Hey, boss, I want to buy something else."

"Where am I? I feel like my abilities are being restricted."

Upon arriving at Level 52 School, Gojo Satoru felt as if he were shackled all over, and even the speed at which he channeled his magical power slowed down considerably.

“The rules are different in every world. This place is called the back room, and the rules of the normal world don’t apply here.”

As Yang Bo walked towards the teaching building, he explained the general situation of the back room to Gojo Satoru and Urahara Kisuke, who had followed him.

"Spatial distortion, mental harm, gravity reversal, and harmful entities are among the most common things in this world."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

Urahara Kisuke: "..."

Can anyone still live in such a world?

Anna came out of the teaching building at this moment and immediately went up to Yang Bo when she saw him coming: "Boss, they are in the school lobby. Zero and Megan are registering their information."

Zero and Megan? Shouldn't it be Wright and Megan?

Yang Bo doesn't understand the lives of the three of them, nor does he want to.

"Let's go take a look."

Chapter 164 Little Thirst Fear

The three entered the teaching building and went to the academic affairs office.

"head."

Zero, who was sitting in a chair asking about information about homeless people, immediately stood up when he saw Yang Bo coming over.

"Go on, I'll keep an eye on things."

Yang Bo glanced at the homeless people with different expressions in the office, then walked to the sofa in the reception area and sat down.

"You two observe for a while longer, sit down and rest first."

"Boss, would you like tea or almond water?"

"Can…"

Yang Bo suddenly realized that the voice was not Anna's, and Anna only knew how to call someone "boss." He turned his head and his body trembled.

“Meghan, please let me know in advance next time you come over. I have a heart condition and can’t handle being startled.”

"Understood, boss."

Fiery red lips.

Megan's smooth face now has an extra mouth.

Yang Bo originally thought Megan would grow eyes first, but now he didn't expect that her mouth would grow first.

'It's perfectly normal for educators to have a mouth first, it's very normal...'

That's how I temporarily consoled myself.

"Megan, you can go about your business, don't worry about us."

"understood."

Megan and Anna are different; her voice has an intellectual quality, giving her the air of a corporate executive.

After Megan left, Kisuke Urahara couldn't help but ask, "You also dabble in modifying souls and bodies?"

"They are the humans in the harem; you and I are the outsiders."

Yang Bo took out three bottles of almond water from his backpack and placed them on the table: "The rules in the back room are extremely chaotic. You can think of this as a collection of countless fragments of the world."

Looking at the homeless group, there were four men and one woman, their ages likely between 20 and 40, which is also the common age for homeless people living in back rooms.

Too big and their physical abilities wouldn't keep up; too small and their brains wouldn't keep up. Yang Bo's gaze swept over these people, finally lingering briefly on one of them.

'Heh, the aura of an undercover agent. I wonder which faction they belong to, but most likely MEG…'

Although the relationship between the humans in the back room was relatively harmonious, Yang Bo didn't seem human at all, so it was perfectly normal for him to arrange for some undercover agents to investigate in order to find out more about the situation.

'Looks like these homeless people were brought by this undercover agent. Tsk, it has to be MEG. They're really willing to go to such lengths to gather information. Give me a dozen of these undercover agents!'

Soon, several homeless people had completed their registration.

"Boss, is there anything you want to say?"

"Just make the arrangements. We'll hold a meeting once we have more people. By the way, where are the Wrights?"

"They went to the haunted house again; he said it was very exciting!"

Holy crap? Did he break Wright? Is this guy planning to seduce the troublemaker?

"Let him be, just remind him that he doesn't forget he already has Meghan."

"Okay, I'll take them to their dormitories to arrange their accommodations."

"Okay, once it's arranged, assign different tasks based on their characteristics. We at Level 52 don't tolerate idlers."

"Understood, boss."

Zero led the newly registered homeless people away.

"Boss, who are you dealing with? I can actually help you out."

"I have no money."