"Oops, really awake?"

I don't know how long it took, but the exclamation of a young girl sounded in the dim world.

Yoshikawa Kikyo lifted his eyelids vigorously, trying to regain his consciousness.

His body was still unable to move, but his hands and feet had gradually regained sensation.

His back pressed against the cold floor of the institute through his white robe, and a faint pain came from his lower back and abdomen.

This sense of realism finally allowed Fangchuan Kikyo to grasp the fact that he was still alive.

"Miss Researcher, I think it's better for you not to move."

Strange exhortation reappeared.

As consciousness awakens, the slightest movement will make the pain in the wound more and more obvious.

Fangchuan Kikyo had to stop trying to get up and moved his stiff neck.

The computer screen not far away was still on, and then, a figure leaned against the edge of the table.

“…… I didn't expect that just one "song" could restore her to the most basic life functions, which is beyond the scope of science and superpowers, right? ”

The figure with a double ponytail hairstyle sat on the computer desk and shook the data disk in his hand.

She still had an inexplicable smile on her face, expressing strange emotion.

"You ......"

Through the fluorescence, Fangchuan Kikyo finally saw the person who had just opened his mouth clearly.

If memory serves, this girl is probably wearing the uniform of the Misty Hill Affiliated High School.

"It doesn't matter who I am."

When the mysterious girl heard the question, she smiled and lowered her head.

"The important thing is whether you want to prevent this experiment from starting again."

When she said 'this experiment', a hint of gloom flashed across the mysterious girl's face.

Despite the rush of time, she learns part of the truth from 'someone'.

It's disgusting how much the city can go on without a bottom line.

Thinking of her own experience, the mysterious girl's eyes suppressed the filthy resentment, and she looked at the female researcher who fell to the ground.

"Tell me the password for the 'sisters' mind plan and the calculation of the 'learning device', although the boss said that it can be cracked with a little time, but if you can't catch up with something, then there is no way."

The 'learning device' in her mouth is actually a simple and crude brainwashing machine, which can be controlled by inputting data into the brain by means of electricity.

As for 'what it is', everyone present knows it.

This sentence also rewinds Yoshikawa Kikyo's memory forward, and finally freezes on the person who shot her.

‘…… That guy on the patio, still refusing to let those kids go......! ’

She couldn't mistake the faces of those children.

And to be able to command them, it is very likely that Amai Aki has already gained control of the 'superior individual'.

"Ahem......!"

As soon as she thought of this, the anxious Fangchuan Kikyo was just about to speak, but the fishy smell in her throat made her cough violently.

The sharp pain of the wound hit the spirit again, making Fangchuan Kikyo show a miserable white and bitter smile that accepts reality.

It's hard for her to even move now, and she can't talk about saving her.

It's just that God doesn't seem to have given up on them yet.

Changing her tone, Yoshikawa Kikyo stared at the mysterious girl who had saved her.

"What if...... If you really want to stop this experiment...... I can tell you the password......"

In the final analysis, even if the forces behind this girl also have ulterior motives, the worst-case scenario will not be much worse than Amajing Ao's restarting experiment.

Now she has no choice but to gamble.

However, there is still something she can do.

"I'm so grateful to you for saving me...... But if you want to take advantage of those kids......"

"I absolutely ...... Won't let your ...... go! ”

Agitating his lips, Fangchuan Kikyo seemed to use all his strength at this point.

Although such a 'threat' seemed powerless to anyone, she had already decided that as long as she was alive, she would definitely fight to the end this time.

"Ahh

Shrugged indifferently, the mysterious girl looked at her phone and whispered softly.

Anyway, it wasn't her who decided the nature of the matter.

She knew that 'someone' must have heard it.

"What do you think, boss?"

The words were so hidden in the darkness.

No one answered.

……

************

The first day of the Daba Star Festival is coming to an end.

In a place inaccessible to ordinary people, there is a man standing in front of a complex machine constantly typing something.

This is a research facility under the Absolute Ability Evolution Experiment Institution, and the expired ID card not only helped Yoshikawa Kikyo, but also found an opportunity for this man named Amai Akio.

Once people are pushed to the limit, they tend to do things that they are afraid of.

Now that the experiment has been frozen, he is burdened with huge debts, and the desperate Amoi Amoi has no way to go except to take risks.

That's why he risked exposure to get in touch with other research institutes that needed 'guinea pigs', wanting to use these 'military clones' as bargaining chips.

Sweat was left on his forehead, and Amoi's face was filled with a crazy smile.

It's almost a success.

He turned his head and looked at one of the incubators behind him.

The body is about ten years old, and the 'Body', which is obviously one size smaller than the average Misaka clone, is sleeping quietly in it.

- Specimen No. 20001, commonly known as "LastOrder".

The reason for her petite size is due to the fact that the researchers deliberately kept the individual's cultivation unfinished.

Unlike the younger sisters who are specially prepared for 'battle', 'LastOrder' is a 'superior individual' who prevents them from getting out of control.

By inputting a specific current signal, researchers can reverse control the 'sisters' through the 'Misaka Network'.

Coincidentally, Amai, who is the center of the research, happens to be one of the managers with 'control authority'.

Of course, there's more to it than that.

Glancing at the two 'younger sisters' guarding the door not far away, a strange smile appeared on Amoi's face.

After a while, the personality system of these clones will all be removed, and they will become 'military puppets' who only obey orders in the true sense of the word.

And the supreme 'commander' is him.

This is what Amoi Aki relies on to 'bring the dead back to life'.

In a tense state of euphoria, the man stared at the progress data on the big screen that was slowly approaching '100%'.

Hurry up, hurry up.

He kept making useless urgings.

As if this was the only way to get yourself out of that suffocating silence.

Sometimes, however, things just go in a direction that I don't want.

Just as the progress bar reached '82%', there was a sudden 'creaking' sound from the door of the institute.

The 'sisters' in charge of the guards took a quick step back and aimed their weapons at the protrusion.

In the next second, in the panicked gaze of Amoi Ao, the metal door collapsed like twisted plastic.

He saw it.

The intruder is just a person.

But it made Amajing Aki's eyes open in despair.

"Yo, middle-aged man over there."

The owner of the voice pulled the corners of his mouth slowly.

"You seem to be doing an interesting experiment, how about I get involved?"

Amai's feet were shaking, and of course he couldn't have agreed.

No, it's no longer a matter of agreeing or disagreeing, he already wants to run away when he sees that figure.

It's a pity.

Here, only one side passes.