"I thought that there was a very powerful person behind this experiment, but I didn't expect ......," Mikoto Misaka lowered her gaze and clenched her fists, "it turned out to be the chairman." ”

The chairman of the school city,For most of the students,It's very powerful.,And there are people with some aspirations.。

He founded the city.

However......

"How many cans do you have to open to be able to crush that person." Mikoto Misaka jerked her head up, gritting her teeth, her angry expression undisguised.

"Angry?" Shen Mo asked.

"Of course!" Mikoto Misaka raised her voice, "It's promoting this kind of project again, and it's using this kind of nanomachine to spy on students, what the hell does he think of this city and us!" Clearly...... There are so many joys and good memories here. ”

Speaking of the back, her voice gradually weakened a lot.

Joyous? Good memories?

Anyway, this kind of thing is not worth mentioning in the eyes of those powerful and powerful adults.

"Indeed, this city full of youth has brought something very important to people, if only there was joy and no darkness." Shen Mo pinched his chin and said as if sighing, "I still like it here." ”

“...... You don't say that just by reading my thoughts? Mikoto Misaka tilted her head and looked at Shen Mo with some suspicion, "Obviously, you are also a powerful adult, even more powerful than the chairman." ”

"It's because I'm so much better than him, so what I want can't be obtained at the expense of a child like you." Shen Mo smiled and stretched out his hand and rubbed Mikoto Misaka's hair.

The sudden movement seemed to stunned her.

Rounded eyes.

It took a while to react.

"Wow." She shouted and jumped away, her face was already red, and she stammered, "Suddenly, what do you do all of a sudden, I'm not a child, besides, besides, you haven't answered my question, how many jars do you have to open to smash that guy." ”

"Now you, don't think about this kind of thing too far." Shen Mo shook his head, withdrew his hand, and crossed Erlang's legs on the seat, "You think about how to defeat one side first, no, maybe before that, there will be other troubles, and it won't work hard without trying." ”

Although silence usually does not deliberately use power to look at the "future".

However, I want to get it.

It is impossible for Aresta to do nothing, and the challenges that Mikoto Misaka, a "tool man", has to face, I am afraid that there are only a lot more than in the original book.

"I see." Mikoto Misaka was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, "So, I'll start." ”

No matter what the future holds, work hard, move forward step by step, and then surpass all the people in front of you, this is the way she Mikoto Misaka has always lived.

Pay points.

Purchase the last hundred second-tier jars, and the last ten third-tier jars.

Mikoto Misaka opened the can again.

Let's start with the second-level jar, because there are also fateful items in the second-level jar, so Mikoto Misaka is still very nervous, and she feels that the "fate-based items" are like the ability to determine their own superpower category.

It can be decided for a lifetime.

If it's something terrible, it's over.

With this nervous emotion, Mikoto Misaka opened it, and fine sweat began to appear on her forehead.

"What's going on, forget about the props of fate, why hasn't even the grand prize been opened." Mikoto Misaka was already a little anxious, "Could it be that I was super unlucky today?" ”

If it was based on the probability of opening the jar last time, the jackpot should have been opened a long time ago.

"Isn't that a normal probability?" Shen Mo comforted, "The props of fate are equivalent to the guaranteed prizes in the lottery game, and they are all in line with your character and wishes, so don't worry." ”

Although it was so comforting, but looking at Mikoto Misaka's mood, it didn't look like she was comforted at all.

When it comes to things that you care about, people are always inevitably nervous.

Speaking of which.

Silence has also been realized.

The lottery probability set by oneself is the "absolute probability" that will never be affected by any event, in other words, it perfectly conforms to the experimental rules of probability, that is, the larger the experimental base, the closer the number of occurrences of the event itself is to the probability amount, and infinity is equivalent to the probability itself.

In other words.

As long as the more cans are opened, no matter how bad people are, they will not always be unlucky, and no matter how European people will not always be lucky, and they will eventually return to the same probability.

Those who have opened thousands of jars must have felt this way.

So it's not been too unlucky, and it's not too lucky.

Why don't you add some spice?

Silent thought.

For example, if the first 100 cans do not win the jackpot, the probability of the later cans in this cans will also be appropriately reduced, and vice versa, and the probability itself will be fine-tuned in some probabilistic way.

Or maybe really as he first advertised.

The stronger the will, the greater the probability of winning the jackpot.

Shen Ming really thought about the feasibility of some improvements.

And at this time.

Mikoto Misaka pulled her face down and finished opening the hundred two-pole jars.

No, there is no jackpot at all.

This made her a little reluctant to continue to open the jar, and the next level 3 jar is when the fate prop is opened.

"Let's go." Shen Mo said softly.

Mikoto Misaka looked up at him.

"Rebel against fate, change fate, these are the opportunities given to you by the jar, but sometimes you have to learn to accept fate, not everything must be perfect, what you need to do is to try to make it perfect." There was a look of encouragement in his silent dark eyes.

Mikoto Misaka took a deep breath.

Squeeze your little hands.

Continue to open the can.

The gap between the third-level jar and the second-level jar is still very obvious, in the second-level jar it is considered a jack-for-money skill and equipment, but in the third-level jar it is easy to open, and it seems to be even more powerful.

Finally, to the last jar.

When Mikoto Misaka reached out to touch it with nervousness, the tension in her heart disappeared little by little.

Anyway.

No matter what the outcome is, what she should do, she must do.

Open directly.

A golden lightning bolt slammed into Mikoto Misaka's forehead, and her body stiffened, but in the next moment, bright lightning erupted from her eyes, and cool electricity spread near her eye sockets, and golden lightning tattoos emerged from her forehead, gradually spreading to a mysterious and somewhat noble pattern.

Passing on knowledge also comes to mind.

She already knew what she had become.

- Thunder Wizard.