This is not self-humility, Mitsuki Kaihara does not think that he is the kind of person who thinks highly of himself.

It is said that from the beginning of human beings to become self-conscious, individuals tend to think that they are different. Although everyone knows that the society of the bureaucratic organization is the cornerstone of human civilization, and that the reason acquired by human beings in the course of evolution reminds each of them of this fact every time, human beings are not purely rational beings after all.

Deep down, everyone always wants to be different and surpass others.

This is also a precious treasure brought by the evolution of life, which gives human beings the nature and motivation to move forward without being willing to accept the status quo. But on the other hand, most of the mistakes made by human beings are also caused by this.

Mitsuki Umihara understands this concept very well, and it is what his father has always admonished their siblings. So while remaining self-motivated, he always puts others on the exact same level as himself. Because of this, he is able to understand others and understand their social responsibilities. Therefore, whether it is him or his sister, he is always very considerate of the difficulties of others.

But only this time, he couldn't suppress the wayward thoughts.

As a layman, he should not have been involved in such an incident at all, which could have an unpredictable impact on those who handled it.

It wasn't a distrust of the people who handled the matter, it was a feeling that couldn't sit back and watch.

He never thought he was great, and he never had much self-confidence. But he also knows that reason is not everything.

All along, he didn't think he was capable of guarding everything. As an individual, it seems to him that it is not normal to expand the concept of salvation, such as saving the world, to the point of being unthinkable. That is something that should be considered by the group consciousness, not an individual ideal.

But one thing he can be sure of is that it is definitely not wrong to want to save his friends.

One thing that is a little strange is that although the two Kaihara siblings each have great popularity, there are very few people who really regard their brothers and sisters as friends.

You can have as many nominal friends as you want, but even if there is only one friend who can really trust friendship, it is already the greatest luck in life.

It is for this reason that Kaihara Dome is so obsessed with finding his friend back then; It is for the same reason that Mitsuki Umihara appeared here.

This is a self-explanatory, unspeakable sense of pure sensibility.

"Senior sister, I'm here to save you."

Mitsuki Umihara smiled gently, and his soft words contained a power that no one could twist.

At this time, all the enlightenment was manifested with his smile, his words. That's a determination that no one, anything, can change.

It has nothing to do with ideals, and it has nothing to do with rational thinking. It is as if the ideal man is gentle and strong, unwavering, and never backs down.

The corrugated light of the triangular column is like the halo of a religious saint. The light grew brighter and brighter, as if it had its own independent consciousness aware of the vision that was taking place.

A vision is a vision that occurs on a tree that becomes more and more pure white as the black peels off.

Branches begin to crumble, and the thick tree splits longitudinally from the center. The tree is separated into two parts and wraps around each other, extending upwards in the form of a double helix.

The two sides of the tree are each bulging with a bulge in which something is being stretched.

Crash!

Two huge pure white wings are fully extended.

It's completely incomprehensible, and even the description is inadequate. In this world, it seems that nothing like this has ever existed.

Perhaps, it doesn't matter what it is, and maybe whatever it consists of can make up the same thing. It is just a concept, a concept that has been pursued by mankind since distant times.

However, for Mitsuki Umihara, none of this matters.

The red glow of the triangular pillar stopped for a moment, only suddenly, the light passed a certain stage.

Umihara's body rose from the earth, and the light of the triangular pillar made him like the stars in the sky.

This power does rule over the stars.

Something palpitating is presented here, a rule from the end of things that even the entire universe cannot violate. From a speck of dust to a star.

It's a process of development and evolution, and through a way that is too simple to use information, it finally captures the most essential content of the phenomenon, which is the ultimate order of nature itself.

The process from everything to nothingness.

The subsidence of the earth is uplifted again, and the destroyed buildings are gathered again. Even the broken glass returned from the ground back to the building under an inexplicable force.

It's not a fix, it's a retrograde.

This is an event that runs backwards, and the whole process of destruction is reversed and repeated.

Things are reversed here and now.

That is the ultimate power hidden in the concept of "information".

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The bee-eater Caoqi's hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air.

"Puff hahahaha~~~~~hahaha

After a brief pause, she burst out laughing exaggeratedly.

She leaned back and couldn't even suppress her laughter. People even worry about whether she will die of laughter if she continues like this.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people around her, but none of them would suggest how she would behave in a way that affected her manners.

They won't even be impressed by it.

Because all along, she didn't think about making these people leave any memories related to today.

It is not for nothing that she indulges herself so much, completely disregarding the image she has always maintained.

"Oops, oops, that's so interesting." The bee-eater, who had slowed down a little, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. "I didn't expect to see something so interesting."

The bee-eater, who was about to collapse from laughter, lay on the tea table in the open-air coffee shop, his whole body depleted. The waiter on the side did not react to her demeanor, and handed over a cup of iced lemon tea without saying a word.

"Really,How persistent are these guys in the school city with this kind of uninspired development? Is it true that stupid people are incurable? She tried her best to breathe, but it didn't look like she was going to recover so quickly. It's just like Exterior, I'm fed up. ”

If you draw a circle of the place where the incident occurred, she is at a position less than 20 meters away from the boundary of the circle.

Although she was the only one at this table, there were more than a dozen people around her.

That's a lot of money, but at this point it doesn't seem worth mentioning.

Because behind her, there is a vast sea of people that is difficult to count at a glance.

No hustle and bustle, no action. Everyone just stood there in silence, quietly looking in the same direction, listening to the same voice, not even the slightest sound.

This is another miracle, a miracle that happened on another level.

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Even if the wind howls wantonly and everything is chaotic, it is meaningless in the face of this power. Even the indescribable will be turned upside down by this power.

Even the twin spiral trees that stood tall were no exception.

Even though it shows no signs of being shaken, even though it is almost unrealistic.

Invisible forces flow, and the rules of nature intersect here. Like a colorless mercury hitting a pure white mercury, the water droplets that flew out were the black fragments that had already evaporated.

The boy had no way of guessing what the invisible force was, but she knew a little about the pure white entity.

(Can Albedo's process be reversed in this way?) ）

She couldn't imagine what kind of showdown it was.

The power of the world seems to be difficult to explain.

One glance at the initiator, perhaps only she could give an explanation, but at this time she was also acting rather strangely.

"Can it be faster?"

The girl urges the schoolgirl who operates the computer.

She had always been leisurely, but she seemed a little anxious at this time, and even such an abnormal scene only made her look up.

"It's going to take some time."

The schoolgirl replied. She tapped the notebook keyboard at an astonishing speed, the sound of high-speed tapping almost in unison under her fingers.

Her notebook was connected to the synthesizer that appeared on the roof of the building for some reason, and the girl seemed to be preparing for the synthesizer as well, as if they had completely forgotten about the other two people here, and they were not even in the mood to pay attention to it.

"Won't you explain what the hell is going on?"

"Boy" said coldly.

"There's no need for that."

The girl didn't even lift her head.

The situation that was supposed to be cold was changed by the interjection of an unexpected person.

"But I'd love to know."

The schoolgirl, who had never expressed a word of her thoughts from beginning to end, suddenly interjected.

This is indeed somewhat unexpected. For a long time, the "teenagers" thought they were in the same camp. But that doesn't seem to be the case now.

The girl looked up silently, her growing hate for not being in the plan. Errors are always so annoying, and nature is always obsessed with accumulating errors. It's no wonder that chaos theory has been so unacceptable for such a long period of time.

"It wasn't a vision, it was the power of information." She gave up and sighed, "That's a way to use information to invert entropy." What is more important is not the nature of the ability, but the extreme difference in the amount of computation in the application. But ......"

She snorted softly, and said in a voice that was almost inaudible only to herself:

"That's what was made for that purpose."