Chapter 33: Clones

Things went well, and Ronin and Aresta quickly came to an agreement. Aresta gave Ronin a piece of land, but asked them to build things underground, and forbade all visitors from the Atlas to use magic or anything like that in public without permission when their lives were not threatened. Ronin promised that if the land was attacked, the mages of the Kenrito Council would help defend it for a period of 50 years.

After dangling out of the hanged man, Zhao Mian walked towards the place where he did his daily life, there was no such thing as a regular meeting today, and there should be a few girls there.

Sure enough, when Zhao Mian pushed open the door of the 177 branch, several girls except Misaka were leisurely drinking drinks and chatting.

"Yo ho, what are you talking about?" Zhao Mian stretched out his hand to say hello and walked over.

"Ah, the seniors are here," Chu Chun happened to face Zhao Mian and nodded to him to say hello, "We're talking about cloning." ”

"Clones?" Zhao Mian frowned and thought for a moment, "How did you come up with the idea of talking about this topic?"

"Because my sister talked to me about this a few days ago. Shirai explained, "Some time ago, there was a rumor that someone had seen my sister's clone outside, and then my sister and I were chatting one morning. My sister asked me what I would do if I met a clone of you. ”

"That's right," Zhao Mian nodded knowingly, "But what did you just say?"

"No," Saten said with a smile, "I thought about it for a long time, but I really couldn't imagine how I would react if I met my replicant on the street." What about you, senior?"

"Me?" Zhao Mian tilted his head and thought for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders, "It should depend on the situation at the time, right?" but I will definitely find a way to figure out how my clone appeared and what the reason behind it is. ”

"Well, I'll figure out why my clone appeared first. Sister Gufa nodded in agreement, "But if my clone really appeared in front of me, I should be shocked first." ”

"But cloning is a product that only appears if it violates law and morality, right?" Zhao Mian took the watermelon black tea handed over by Chu Chun, opened it and took a sip, "So unless someone wants to show off the lower limit, this kind of thing that will only cause a lot of opposition in the world should not appear in our daily life, right?" ”

"That's what the seniors said," Hatsuharu smiled, "It seems that it is very difficult to meet your own replicant by chance." ”

Zhao Mian shrugged his shoulders and did not reply.

The everyday time passes quickly. Once again, the day has become a memory.

The next day there was a Bon Festival, and there was a summer public fundraising event for the members of the Discipline Committee. So the daily time disappeared again for a day.

After being bored and wandering outside for a long time, he found a café with a good environment to spend the afternoon. At nightfall, Zhao Mian randomly found a Chinese restaurant and ate a meal of not very authentic hometown food. After paying the bill, I was about to go home. Although it was low, it still reached Zhao Mian's ears, and the sound of gunpowder exploding.

As a condition for living in this city, Zhao Mian needs to take action to protect it when there is a crisis in this city. So Zhao Mian frowned and walked in the direction where the explosion came from.

The closer he got closer, the clearer the voice Zhao Mian heard, and gradually Zhao Mian smelled a smell that he was very familiar with, the smell of blood. Moreover, the unpleasant smell of ozone wafting in the air also indicates that someone who has just discharged power in this area has just used the ability here, or someone has used a large magnetic storm weapon here. Neither of these inferences is good news for Zhao Mian. The former proves that the students of the school city have been swept in, and the latter means that this has become a war zone.

Zhao Mian quickened his pace.

But the person was no longer here, and Zhao Mian checked the remaining blood stains on the ground. The temperature is still warm, and the owner of these bloodstains should not have been away for long. Zhao Mian frowned and looked around, one-sided killing, one side was a guy with very strong strength, and the other side was very weak in comparison, and the bullet casings scattered around him had traces of being twisted by powerful power. It seems likely that things will not be simple.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, different from the gunshots that I had just heard that were not very clear due to the distance, this time the sound was not far from Zhao Mian.

Running with all his might, Zhao Mian soon arrived at the site of the explosion. An abandoned truck loading and unloading depot built on a dry river.

But Zhao Mian was very surprised to find that among the three people who appeared in his sight, there were two Misaka. One was standing in front of him, clenched into fists, staring blankly at what was happening below. And the other situation made Zhao Mian very angry, the left leg of the Misaka was forcibly pulled off and thrown aside, and the white-haired boy who should be the murderer was holding an abandoned train car and approaching the Misaka with a cruel smile.

"Stop!" Misaka, who was in front of Zhao Mian, shouted, his face full of anxiety and fear.

"Holy light, protect this person!" But compared to Misaka on the bridge, who was still in a trance, Zhao Mian, who had experienced a lot of things, had already jumped off the bridge very decisively after putting a protective hand on the Misaka who had broken his leg, and took out Safras and swung it at the young man.

Let's ignore the old carriage that broke into two pieces on the top of Misaka's head with a broken leg due to momentum. Zhao Mian swung Safras and smashed into the waist of the white-haired young man who didn't even mean to dodge. But the results were beyond everyone's expectations.

Zhao Mian felt that how much strength he used was all returned, and there were not many postures under the initiative, which was completely out of shape this time. And the white-haired teenager ......

"Damn, what's going on? how can it hurt me!" the boy clutched his scorched waist and straightened up, his face full of incredulity, "Is it possible that the reflection of force is calculated and the other energies are forgotten?"

"Reflex?" Zhao Mian frowned and stabilized his posture, holding Safras tightly in his hand, "Damage rebound?" Is it physical damage reflection? ”

"Very good, great!" didn't care what Zhao Mian said, the white-haired young man smiled arrogantly, the corners of his mouth were almost impossible, and the whole person rushed towards Zhao Mian with a single kick, and shouted in his mouth, "It's so funny!"

"Unplanned. Zhao Mian raised his eyebrows, and stabbed the Safras in his hand directly to the ground, and countless holy flames gushed out from his feet, starting the dedication.

"What is this?!!" The white-haired young man stepped very confidently into the holy flame that Zhao Mian dedicated, but he was taken aback by the power of the holy flame, jumped out a few meters away, and looked at Zhao Mian, "You are not fire at all!"

"Sure enough, there is no way to reflect the holy light," Zhao Mian breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that it is really a physical attack reflex." In this case, although it is a bit troublesome, it is not very difficult to solve. It only takes a change in combat style. ”