I was in the supernatural film set and mixed into the cursed world

Chapter 235 The End

"Did you see it? It really looks like it!" Two girls squatted at the window next to the bookstore, looked at the man who was seriously opening the comic book inside, and jumped up excitedly.

But maybe it was because of his temperament or his expression, but those who originally wanted to get closer to him were inexplicably hesitant to do so.

It was as if that person had a sacred and inviolable aura, and if they even took a step closer, it would be a blasphemy to him.

So they watched him quietly from a distance outside the window.

Gojo Satoru started reading the comics with a smile.

It's interesting after all, isn't it?

Every detail of their daily life is depicted in this book.

Until turned to the back.

He turned over and found himself cut in half, so he raised his eyebrows and quickly turned down.

The pages flip faster and faster, until the end of the comic.

"That...customer?" The bookstore owner's forehead was covered with sweat. He looked at the comics that were torn to the ground, then looked at the imposing man sitting in the middle of the comics, and groaned in his heart.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry. This comic is so interesting that I got a little excited for a moment." He looked at the comic that he had turned over on the floor and took out the money neatly.

"I don't need these comics anymore. The store can deal with them." He put down a stack of bills and left.

I thought he was a troublemaker, but he actually paid the bill obediently and even gave more. The shopkeeper covered his pounding heart and watched the man leave.

"If handsome guy wants to find the author, I have the contact information!" The owner suddenly tried to keep him.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment before returning with a broad smile. "You mean you can contact the author of this manga?"

"Yes, yes. Even though this guy doesn't show up often, he still has a certain social life. Do you want to send a razor blade to him too?"

The shopkeeper was sorting the comic books with a smile on his face. Gojo Satoru looked at him for a moment, then squatted down to help him sort them.

"Quite a few people knew that I knew the author. They were all frantically asking for his address, wanting to send him razor blades, and some even planned to hang themselves at his doorstep." The shopkeeper couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead when he thought of the grand occasion at that time.

"It seems that many people don't like this comic?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"No, no, no, it's more like they liked it too much. So after the story started to deteriorate in the later stages, many people couldn't control their emotions and wanted the author to return to his previous level." The owner returned to his counter and began to look for information.

"It got bad... huh? Then, for the people here, where did this story start to get bad?" Gojo Satoru asked softly with his eyes lowered.

"Hmm...it started from when Gojo Satoru was unsealed or sealed, right? I personally think that the story became perfunctory from the time he was unsealed. Of course, some settings are still good, but overall, the personalities of those people became terrible and completely different from before."

"Ah, I found it." The shopkeeper handed him the address mysteriously.

"That guy's been besieged by a group of fans and has been secretly moving to a new address recently. Don't tell him, I'm the one telling you. Otherwise, it'll be hard to find his address next time."

Gojomono looked at the address handed to him in silence. "Aren't you a friend of that guy? Why did you betray him like that?"

"No, no, no, ever since he wrote Gojo Satoru to death, I'm no longer his friend. I've become his hater. As long as the fans who got his address from me aren't involved in a murder, I'm happy for them to go and give that guy a good beating."

The shopkeeper looked at the handsome man in front of him with a smile, "My vision in finding a lesson for that guy is quite good. They are all a group of martial artists. They can inflict injuries that are invisible on the outside but can actually cause deep pain."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

This is quite hateful.

"So when I saw you, handsome guy, my eyes lit up. You are just like Gojo Satoru from a comic book. So you also have the right to seek revenge on that guy!" After giving him a thumbs up, the shopkeeper returned to the counter to serve the customers.

Gojo Satoru looked at the address in his hand in silence, then turned and left.

"That guy is so damned! How dare he draw like that!!" A Chinese-speaking woman raged, "Teacher, can you find that guy's address? I'm going to kill him!!!"

The companion who was walking with him covered her mouth in shock, smiled embarrassedly to the people around him, and quickly took her away.

Gojo Satoru: "..."

How should I put it? I'm quite happy.

Even if the world becomes a mess, most people in this world still like him.

He, when he merged with that guy from the future, gained a lot of memories.

Especially in this comic book, the memories of the future.

But after all, everything is seen from his perspective, so many details are not included.

At the moment he read the ending of the comic, it was undeniable that he was indeed a little sad.

The people he cared about became strangers.

Those who cared about him disappeared one by one.

He lowered his eyes to look at the note in his hand, slowly crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can.

Walk quickly towards the address.

That world will never appear, because his own little miracle has already come into that world.

That world is a new world created for him by his little miracle. He will no longer have those strange yet familiar companions, and those who care about him will not disappear one after another.

Right, Hui-chan?

Gojo Satoru stood at the door of the other person's house and touched his heart.

The sad emotions from the future Gojo Satoru lingered densely around his heart, making him feel sad for a moment.

Even though he has a new life now, will the world that has happened in the past still impact him?

What to do? He wanted Huijiang to charge again.

Ah~ah~ let’s finish this quickly.

He kicked open the door with a gentle smile and walked in.

"Another fan?! Who gave me my address..." jjxx was speechless for a moment as he looked at the figure walking in.

"You...you are Gojo Satoru?! How did you get here?!"

"Oh, compared to the fans who like me, the person who hates me the most is the one who can recognize me the first time?"

Gojo Satoru smiled, walked over with a hint of ferocity in his expression, and pulled the other person's hair.

"You bastard who messed up my world, come to my world and atone for your sins?"

A passage filled with dark energy appeared around them. Gojo Satoru grabbed the other person's head and walked in amid the other person's screams.

The straight passage in front of them was slowly extending forward, but when it reached a certain point, the space suddenly trembled, and then returned to normal before the two could react.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head in confusion and continued walking forward.

"Ah! Gojo-sensei! Welcome back!!"

"Teacher Gojo!"

"Satoru! Too slow!"

"Satoru? Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

"Wu..."

"Gojo-sensei!!"

As Gojo Satoru listened to those caring voices, the sadness in his heart slowly eased.

"Ah, I'm back."