The Misaka Network is more than just a brainwave network.

All Misaka sisters can share information and become a whole, which naturally has strict management authority, and can even be used to influence and control all Misaka.

I want to join.

It takes a certain amount of time to write a program, create a number, and have the location permissions that this number has.

Mikoto Misaka didn't know any of this, and neither did the bee-eater Caoqi, so both of them were a little stunned.

"What's going on?" Mikoto Misaka asked in her mind, she let go of some of her mental barriers, so the bee-eating prayers that had entered the small shop must be heard.

"I don't know about this." The sound of bee-eating prayers really appeared in Mikoto Misaka's mind.

"You brought this child here without asking?" Mikoto Misaka complained unceremoniously.

"She came on her own, and I thought there was no problem." Bee-eating Cao Qi didn't have the heart to talk back to Mikoto Misaka, "Her mind is connected to more than 10,000 sisters of Misaka, I can't control her, you first find a way to persuade her to leave." ”

"Really!"

Mikoto Misaka gritted her teeth, but at this time, the last work in her arms broke free and jumped off by herself.

"I'm here to stop you from continuing to fight, Misaka Misaka is very imposing."

"Huh?" One side was still in a state of irritability, took two steps forward, panted and said with a fierce look, "Stop? Just a puppet? What are you kidding, Uncle Ben doesn't know how many puppets like you have killed, whether it's one more or ten thousand more! ”

"They're not dolls, you bastard!" Mikoto Misaka held the spear tightly to protect the last work, and even said such curses as the next three indiscriminately, so you can imagine how angry she was.

The prevailing emotions of one side have also reached their limits.

"Stop ——!"

The last one made a stop gesture, jumping up and down with some anxiety, as if trying to get the two men to notice her.

"Don't quarrel anymore, don't be angry, don't be angry, the Misaka people are not actually sad that they ended the operation, Misaka Misaka tries to comfort his sister."

"What?" Mikoto Misaka looked at her blankly.

"Misaka Misaka is the last work, and all Misaka will transmit memories and emotions to the Misaka network before completing the experiment." The last work seemed to be trying to think about the language, and then suddenly thought of how to say it and said loudly, "So far, none of the nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one experimental subjects who have conducted experiments have ever been sad, so my sister doesn't need to be sad for the Misakas,Misaka Misaka explained with a smile." ”

Mikoto Misaka was completely speechless.

Looking at the girl in front of her who easily said extremely cruel words with a smile.

"Why......" she muttered, then grabbed the shoulder of the last work and asked in a louder voice, "Why aren't you sad, you obviously have your own emotions, and you are brutally killed like that, don't you resent it?" Won't you hate me? It's because of me that you've been created to suffer like this! ”

This is what Mikoto Misaka wants to know most in her heart.

It is also the most fearful.

After she learned the truth, she had countless nightmares in which her bloodied sisters blamed her, questioned her, and resented her.

They should be sad, how can they not be resentful.

"Now you get the idea." The face of one party was distorted, "They are just puppets, they won't resent even if they are killed, what are they if they are not dolls?" ”

But Mikoto Misaka didn't pay attention to him, just her eyes were slightly red, staring at the last work.

"Because...... Happy? The last effect was a little questioning, but it was quickly confirmed, "Although it is an artificial body for the experiment, an artificial heart, but the Misaka are still happy that they can be made, because they can see the beautiful sky, they can bask in the sun, they can touch the cute birds, if they are not made, all these memories will not be there, so the Misaka are grateful for this experiment, and they are also grateful to their sisters, Misaka Misaka said seriously, and took the opportunity to complain that his shoulder was pinched by his sister. ”

Except for the small complaint at the end, the face of the final work is indeed with a smile.

She is unfinished.

But it seems that because of the higher authority, in terms of emotional expression, it is much stronger than the rest of the Misaka sisters.

And Mikoto Misaka...... I was completely speechless.

Grateful?

Just because you can see the sky and touch a bird, do you appreciate it even if you are killed?

Mikoto Misaka was like asking something, but she couldn't speak.

They are clones, clones with a blank space in their cognition, and if anyone tells them that they are dolls, that they are lowly, that they are cheap, then they really think so, and they are happy that they can enjoy the sun so cheaply.

So, everything is her responsibility.

Boom ——!

The sudden impact sent Mikoto Misaka flying away with the final work, slamming it on the ground.

Mikoto Misaka didn't have time to care about the pain in her body, she trembled, and her pupils contracted to look at the girl who fell into the mud puddle.

Motionless.

"Ahhh Are you kidding! Are you kidding! ”

The air around Fang Fang was extremely distorted, his blood-dripping eyes turned scarlet, and invisible and terrifying power continued to emerge from behind him, shouting frantically as if he had lost consciousness.

Even said gratitude?

was killed so brutally, and said that he was grateful?

Are you kidding!

The memories of his childhood once again came back to his mind, standing in the ruins in a daze, surrounded by a crowd of wounded people and wailing children.

It's always like this, it's always like this, and it's always like this to kill everyone again and again, so let's kill them all, whether it's a puppet or not.

I'm just going to kill people anyway.

In everyone's sight, a pair of black wings like fallen angels appeared behind Fang Tong.

It was his anger.

It was his despair of himself, and the killing intent that permeated his heart to destroy everything, even ordinary people in the stands could clearly feel this powerful power as if they were cursed.

The magicians were stunned.

"The power of God, this is the power of angels!" Someone said tremblingly, and even the whole person collapsed on the ground.

"What the hell is this?"

"The world will be destroyed, that's the devil, it's the curse of the devil!"

"Kill him, you must kill him, concentrate all your forces to kill him, or not only will magic be destroyed, but the world will be destroyed by him!"

What happened today, all this in front of them, made these magicians completely lose their minds.