I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [128]

On a deserted island, far from the eyes of humanity, a gathering of curses took place.

Among them, a tall man with slicked-back hair and a cross-shaped scar on his forehead reclined on a beach chair. The cursed monk Geto Suguru gazed out at the sea, a faint smile on his lips.

Speaking calmly, he addressed the other curses gathered before him.

“To achieve victory, there is only one path.” He held up two fingers for emphasis.

“First, we must neutralize Gojo Satoru. As long as he exists, no matter what we do, success is impossible. He alone could defeat all of you combined. Only by taking him out of the equation do we gain even a slim chance of overcoming the sorcerers.”

“Second, Itadori Yuji. If we can resurrect Ryomen Sukuna within him and bring him to our side, then victory will be guaranteed. Even if all of you perish, achieving these two goals will ensure humanity’s annihilation.”

“Heh, interesting,” exclaimed Jogo, the volcano-headed curse, his tone brimming with excitement. He opened his mouth to say more but suddenly froze.

He wasn’t the only one.

All the curses—whether the Curse of Humanity, the Curse of the Ocean, or the Curse of the Forest—stiffened, their movements halting mid-action. Even the ever-composed Geto Suguru was no exception.

Minutes passed before they began to regain their composure.

Geto’s face twisted into a grotesque mix of emotions—astonishment, disbelief, and an eerie smile blending into one.

“What... was that just now?” asked Mahito, the Curse of Humanity, his deformed tongue slithering out to lick his lips.

“I don’t need to explain. You all felt it, didn’t you?”

“Of course,” replied Jogo, the Curse of the Earth, his tone a mix of confusion and reverence. “But I have this strange feeling... that voice spoke the truth. It wasn’t a threat—it was fate itself, the progression of history.”

“Still, what was that final part about the ‘Curse of Earth’?” Jogo asked, perplexed. “Why did that voice feel so familiar? Did any of you feel the same?”

Jogo’s gaze swept across the gathered curses.

“Absolutely,” Mahito replied, a curious glint in his expression. “The Curse of Earth...”

“%$&@*&!”

The Forest Curse, Hanami, spoke in its strange, distorted language—a sound harsh and grating to the ear, yet its meaning emerged clearly in the minds of those who listened.

“It is our mother.”

“What?”

All the curses turned their eyes toward Hanami.

The curse continued, its tone unwavering, the noise still incomprehensible but its intent crystal clear.

“It is our mother, the mother of this planet. She is about to be born. Our mother is coming into being.”

“She will draw upon the power of all curses and all spirits, birthing herself from this Earth.”

“What do you mean?” Geto demanded, his voice twisted with a hint of desperation.

“It is what I heard, from the forests, from the land,” Hanami replied, casting its gaze around the group. “In fifty years, our mother will emerge from this Earth. She will lead all life born of this planet to the stars.”

“I heard it say humanity,” Geto interjected skeptically.

“That is irrelevant,” Hanami replied, its tone resolute. “Our mother will lead the majority of this planet’s intelligent lifeforms to the cosmos. Be they human or curse, to her, all are her children.”

“So,” Jogo grinned widely, his flames flickering brighter as excitement overtook him.

“This means we must act quickly to execute our plans.”

Anticipation gleamed in his fiery eyes as the air around him grew visibly hotter.

“In fifty years, on the barren land of this world, I will wait for our mother to guide us to the stars and beyond.”

Hanami and the other curses nodded solemnly, save for Geto, who stood silent and contemplative amidst their fervor.

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Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, Zhongli turned his attention from Itadori to Gojo.

“I have resolved the fundamental issues concerning the curses and the sorcerers,” Zhongli stated calmly. “What remains now is for time to run its course.”

“However,” Zhongli continued, his golden eyes glinting faintly, “since I have gained additional benefits during this process, I owe you further compensation, per the principles of a fair contract.”

“Gojo Satoru, what is your desire?”

Gojo folded his arms and pondered briefly before breaking into a carefree smile.

“No need for anything right now,” he replied. “My head’s too full trying to figure out how to deal with those curses and the corrupt higher-ups among the sorcerers. I can’t think of anything meaningful to ask for.”

He chuckled lightly. “How about this—let’s put it on hold. When Itadori snaps that finger to call you again, I’ll let you know what I need then.”

“Very well,” Zhongli agreed with a slight nod. “By rationality, I see no reason to refuse.”

“Then, with this matter concluded...” Zhongli turned to Itadori, offering him a final nod.

“I shall take my leave.”

As Zhongli willed it, the chat group interface materialized before him.

The task issued by Itadori shimmered softly with golden light.

A moment later, as if responding to his intent, lines of text began to refresh before his eyes.

[The advanced task issued by Ryomen Sukuna has been completed.]
[Chat group member Keeper of Contracts has received 5,000 points.]

[Temporary Task Completion: Correct the chaos level of the Jujutsu world (current chaos level: 52%; current order level: 48%). The world’s chaos level is projected to decrease by 7% and order level to increase by 7% over five decades. Upon completion, the player will receive one chat group invitation slot.]

[Temporary Task Completion: Correct the lethargy level of the Jujutsu world (current lethargy level: 51%; current belief level: 49%). The world’s lethargy level is projected to decrease by 10% and belief level to increase by 10% over five decades. The player has earned one chat group invitation slot and will receive a second slot at the end of the fifth decade.]

“Hmm?”

For the first time in a while, Zhongli’s expression betrayed mild surprise.

I just... earned a chat group invitation slot?

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