I am the Executioner Dragon, but a cute mod

Gojo Satoru instructed Itadori Yuujin to take care of Jackson, then teleported away from the Jujutsu High School to the Jujutsu Director's meeting room to inform the higher-ups about the situation.

Jackson, having experienced teleportation for the first time in his life, was completely stunned. He stood there, staring at the pink-haired boy beside him, unable to recover for a long time.

"What was that... Where are we? Shouldn't we be in our rented room?" Jackson asked blankly after regaining his senses.

Yuji Itadori explained:

“Mr. Jackson, such a serious matter cannot be left to ordinary people to handle. We will be spending a long time together in the future, so let me introduce myself to you.”

And so, Yuujin Itadori took the opportunity to explain the matter of curse power, curse spirits, and curse masters. Of course, he only gave a general overview, but it was enough to refresh Jackson's worldview.

"I never knew the world I've lived in for so long was so dangerous! How could I only find out now?!"

Jackson stood there, unsure how to express his shock. He just stared at Hisahito Itadori, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He was a smart man and knew that this was not something an ordinary person like himself could know. If he didn't behave himself, he might be silenced.

Yuji Itadori had no idea what Jackson was thinking. He assumed that there was too much information to process and that he needed time to digest it, so he waited patiently.

Before long, Gojo Satoru's figure teleported to this spot.

Her face was serious because after she informed the higher-ups in the magic arts that the [Small World] was not a cursed spirit but a real world, they strictly forbade everyone from playing in the [Small World] and blocked information about it.

But why would Gojo Satoru listen to them? She is the strongest sorcerer in the modern era, and apart from the moral values ​​she has been cultivated since childhood, no one can restrain her from doing anything.

The seriousness on her face vanished upon seeing Hisahito Itadori and Jackson disappear, and a smile appeared on her face:

"All done. Those old guys have agreed to let us conduct the experiment. Now we can properly study that world that's been packaged as a game. Hopefully, it's not some kind of cross-dimensional invasion plot that's been overdone in comics."

Hisahito Itadori had anticipated that this would succeed, but Jackson, realizing the treacherous path he had taken, raised his right hand and weakly asked:

"Um, is it too late to back out now?"

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes slightly, and Jackson immediately shrank back, not asking the question again...

Soon after, Gojo Satoru used his status and resources to arrange a special room. This room was about 200 square meters and had an advanced temperature control and ventilation system. It was the room that would be used to observe the small world in the future.

Seeing the high-spec computer in the center of the room and the custom-made VR glasses promised by Gojo Satoru, Jackson's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over to play with them.

Gojo Satoru explained:

"These devices are a gift to you as a reward for your cooperation. In addition, we will transfer one million yen to your parents' account every month. We will also take care of your eating and excretion. You just need to immerse yourself in the little world."

Upon hearing this, Jackson, who was about to check the computer and VR glasses, was stunned. One million yen a month, which is equivalent to six to seven thousand pounds at the current exchange rate, was a definite income for the British elite in 2017.

Jackson is just a guy who likes to play games. Now he can earn 6 to 7 a month just by playing games with someone else taking care of his food, clothing, and accommodation? It's like a dream!

Jackson knew this reward was too much, so he immediately changed direction, slid down to his knees, and hugged Gojo Satoru's legs to show his appreciation.

"From now on, I belong to you!"

Seeing Jackson's quick change of expression, Gojo Satoru chuckled twice and said:

"Alright, get up. Ask me anything else you want to ask. Once you're in the game, don't log out unless absolutely necessary."

Chapter 191: Let's take a dump

Reminded by Gojo Satoru, Jackson stood up from the ground. Although he was happy to have suddenly landed a high-paying job, he also gleaned a crucial question from Gojo Satoru's words:

"You said someone would be responsible for my eating and excretion. I want to know, how exactly will they be responsible? Eating delivers nutrients, but what about excretion...?"

Gojo Satoru said:

"Don't worry about that. I've arranged a professional medical team to monitor your physical condition while you're exploring the [small world] and adjust your diet accordingly. As for eating and excretion... Dog Roll, it's your turn to step in."

After he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, and a white-haired boy wearing a black uniform with his mouth covered by his collar walked out.

Gojo Satoru introduced Jackson as follows:

“I think Yuujin has already explained to you what curse power or curse magic is. This is Inu-chan Toshiki. His magic is incantation, which can force you to do certain things with words.”

Perhaps to verify Gojou Satoru's words, Inuyama Toshiki nodded slightly in agreement and said:

"kelp."

"Oh, right, because of the incantation, to prevent accidentally hurting friends, Dog Roll uses rice ball words instead of common phrases. The sentence just now was a greeting," Gojou Satoru added at this point.

Upon hearing this, Jackson greeted Gojou Shono. Although he had witnessed Gojou Shono's teleportation power, he still had doubts about the idea of ​​words becoming law.

Gojo Satoru naturally saw through Jackson's thoughts and gave Ah-Gou Tsubaki a meaningful look.

Inu-chan Thorn understood immediately. After all, Gojo Satoru had instructed him beforehand, and since the target was an ordinary person, using the spell wouldn't cause much harm to the body. So he pulled down his collar, revealing the snake-eye seal, and said:

"Take a dump."

puff.

Unsurprisingly, Jackson felt a sudden heaviness in his pants. When he realized what was happening, a wave of shame washed over him, and he quickly covered his buttocks and went to find a toilet.

This embarrassing moment caused Gojo Satoru to burst into laughter, and he even gave Inu-maki Thorn a thumbs up.

Afterwards, even Gojo Satoshi probably felt that the joke had gone too far, and he chased after Jackson to apologize repeatedly.

However, how could the shame of defecating in public be offset by a few perfunctory apologies? Therefore, Jackson completely rejected Gojo Satoru's apology.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru pulled out her trump card, saying:

"Since you feel ashamed, then I'll show you how it's done."

Upon hearing this, Jackson was at a loss for words. Looking at Gojo Satoru's earnestly apologetic expression, he realized that the other party was simply shameless and did not actually have any malicious intent.

Jackson, not wanting her to defecate in public, sighed and resolved to move on, saying:

"Goodbye, I forgive you."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru's lips curled into a triumphant smile. Clearly, she knew Jackson wouldn't dare let her actually do it, and this step was also part of her plan...

Twenty-four hours passed quickly. Jackson sat on the toilet, the computer in front of him had already downloaded the [Small World] game from the official website, and before putting on the VR glasses, the wires for monitoring his heart rate were also installed.

The area is surrounded by a professional medical team and various specialized equipment. As for the canine spiny spines, in order not to interfere with his normal life, they will only appear when Jackson is eating, defecating, or needs to exercise to prevent muscle atrophy.

Once everything was ready, Jackson took a deep breath and, under the watchful eyes of Gojo Satoru and his medical staff, put on the VR glasses.

[Do you want to revive?]

Upon entering the game, a screen appeared in front of Jackson's eyes. Without hesitation, he selected "yes" and started a live stream at the same time.

A flash of white light streaked past, and Jackson was still blinded by the glare. After closing his eyes, he soon felt the wind on his skin and the solid ground beneath his feet. When Jackson opened his eyes, he saw a bustling street in front of him.

"I am back."

Jackson took a deep breath, clenched his fist, and felt incredibly fortunate. If he hadn't quit the game in time, he would have experienced the pain of death under the whipping of the minor noble.

It's good to be alive.

Jackson sighed, but soon he noticed that passersby on the street were uncontrollably showing disgust when they saw him, and some even walked straight towards him, looking like they had no good intentions.

He then realized that he had entered the game directly without any character customization, race, or faction selection. This meant that he was still using Dobby's character customization.

At that moment, seeing the burly man approaching him with ill intent, Jackson was startled:

"Holy crap! Again?!"

With that, Jackson took off running. Because he was unfamiliar with the neighborhood, he could only dash around aimlessly, trying to run to places with fewer people.

He absolutely dared not enter the alley, after all, he didn't know the way, and if he walked into a dead end, wouldn't he be completely doomed?

After running for five minutes, Jackson finally managed to shake off the burly man. To prevent his ugly face from making passersby cry, he crawled into a pile of garbage and found a rag with many holes, which he then tied to his face.

Although the nauseating sour smell made his eyes sting, he had no better choice at the moment, and the hole in the rag was just right to put his eyes in.

Just as Jackson was secretly relieved to have covered his face, a barrage of comments that only he could see suddenly appeared before his eyes. Because he could see the ID of the person who posted the comments, he was immediately delighted.

Gojo Satoru, who was outside the studio, had already entered Jackson's live stream with VR equipment and begun his coaching:

[I remember that players in this world are undocumented and therefore cannot work or live normally. The primary goal is to figure out the city's layout first.]

"Okay, I'll go right now."

With guidance from Gojo Satoru, Jackson didn't sit idle; he immediately began to explore this unfamiliar city on foot.

Along the way, at Gojo Satoru's prompting, he looked around, allowing Gojo Satoru to identify what era this was and whether it matched human history.

But after looking for a while, I still couldn't figure it out. The writing, language, and culture were all different. The only thing I knew was that the city seemed to be a place where slavery was prevalent.

At this time, news of Jackson's return to streaming also reached his fans, who enjoyed his entertaining content. They gradually flooded into the live stream and began sending sarcastic comments.

[Hey, isn't this Ugly Bro? Haven't seen you in a few days, you've gotten so bloated?]

[While other players are either changing jobs with hidden NPCs or smelting steel to change the era, you're still begging on the streets.]

[A disgrace to gamers]

Seeing these comments, Jackson was furious and muttered under his breath:

"What you're doing here isn't necessarily better than what I'm doing. It's easy for you to talk when you're not the one suffering. You're just a bunch of armchair experts."

Jackson's criticism only fueled the fire, and once he did, a barrage of comments flooded the screen:

[Pshaw, if I were you, I'd just leave the city and head north. Some players have discovered a hidden NPC in the northern ice plains who can kill a bear with a single punch. Perfect opportunity to go find the NPC to change your class.]

[If you ask me, why not just go out into the wilderness and survive? Why suffer in the city? Living in constant fear, afraid of being exposed and sold to slave traders?]

That's right...

Chapter 192: Hero Saves the Beauty

Seeing these comments, Jackson felt utterly exhausted. Living in this city was tiring enough, and having to watch these comments mocking him made him want to just kill himself.

However, Gojo Satoru, who was watching the live stream, quickly learned from the comments that there were superhumans in this world... which proved that this was not an ordinary world.

So Gojo Satoru sent a comment:

[Plans have changed; we will do everything possible to access the extraordinary powers of this world.]

The comment flashed across the public screen, but Jackson keenly caught it. He felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. If he could access the supernatural so easily, he wouldn't have been sold to slave traders.

But at this moment, he suddenly recalled what he had seen and heard after he was bought by that minor nobleman:

The guard who beheaded the rebellious slave with a single sword stroke, and the minor nobleman who took pleasure in torturing slaves—their strength, speed, and reaction time clearly surpassed those of ordinary people.

Are they superhumans?

Jackson couldn't help but wonder if he had to make contact with the minor nobles to gain extraordinary power.