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"Well, why are you here?"

Mikoto Misaka frowned, glanced at the empty counter, and asked, "What about that, that guy?" Her eyes clearly flashed with a dangerous belligerent factor, and the hedgehog-headed boy was all too familiar with that eager to try.

Sure enough, it's because of "Electrical! That enemy looks worthy of a fight", that's why you came to the door? Kamijo Dangma mourned for the shopkeeper for a long time in his heart, and then he said honestly:

"I'm working here to pay off my debts...... The manager's words have just gone out and may not come back in the evening. ”

But perhaps in the subtle mood of having someone to help him share some of the pressure, he hesitated for a moment and added: "But I will definitely come back tomorrow, yes, I heard him say that he took a long vacation, and he didn't even go to school......"

"Didn't go to school either?" The electric light flickering on the corner of the tea-haired girl's forehead jumped a few times and calmed down, "Is this the case all this time, this is strange, the summer vacation only started on the twentieth, and there was another ability test on the sixteenth...... Could it be that he is preparing to advance to Level 5? That makes sense......"

"Wait, sister, are you here just for a suspicious strange male?" The double ponytail Lori next to her looked horrified, "No, Kuroko will never admit it, please let Kuroko and I go kill that ape......"

"Not really!" Mikoto Misaka was annoyed and angrily directly clamped the head of the double ponytail Lori under her armpit, and then strengthened the strength of her wrist, "Kuroko, can you not pay attention to the influence, obviously I was only discharged from the hospital this morning, don't you know what a lesson is?!" ”

"Ahh......h The softness of my sister ......"

Shirai Kuroko struggled while waving and kicking her legs, but she shouted pain and looked happy.

"Hey! What's going on with this suffocating perverted aura......" Kamijo Dangma subconsciously took a step back, startled by something that happened so suddenly. And Zuotian Tears and Chu Chun Ornament next to him could only laugh awkwardly, looking at a loss.

The freed Kuroko took a big breath of fresh breath, and his face slowly returned to normal, but Mikoto Misaka looked at the hedgehog-headed boy in annoyance: "What did you mean by the look in your eyes just now?" Why do you look at me like this with the eyes of Kuroko, I'm not a pervert......"

"Sister-sama just said something rude to Kuroko!"

Kamijo took a step back, feeling a familiar red flag running down his spine, "Can't I just look at it?" ”

"You obviously look down on me!"

"How dare I—wait!"

Speechlessly looking at the two people chasing each other through the bookshelves in the store, in the inexplicable awkward atmosphere, Zuotian tears broke the silence first, she looked at her friend: "Early spring, let's go in and find a place to sit!" ”

"Well, okay, Saten-san." Chu Chun Ornament nodded, and then subconsciously looked at the computer behind the counter.

……

……

Seventh School District, windowless building.

There are no doors, no stairs, no elevators, and no walkways.

As far as the building is concerned, this room has no function at all.

But the room was filled with star-like light, as countless screens and buttons were set up on the walls around the room, which were glowing. Tens of thousands of cables and pipes, large and small, extend from tens of thousands of instruments like blood vessels on the floor, all concentrated in the center of the room.

There was a huge test tube, four meters in diameter and more than ten meters long.

A cylindrical container made of tempered glass filled with a red liquid.

In this calm, stable, and continuously running life-support device, there is a human in a green surgical gown, floating on the ground under his head.

"That little guy has already come straight over, so aren't you going to do something about it, Aresta?" Out of nowhere, a female voice mixed with a strange murmur sounded, initiating a real conversation in the space.

The human suspended in the test tube opened his eyes and did not speak, but he had already answered the question-

The ultimate goal of capacity development is to "become a person who comes to the mortal world as if it were the will of the gods." In order to get closer to God, it is necessary to create a transcendent being—to understand the will of the gods with a transcendent human being. Because human beings cannot do the same level of calculation as God, they first need to have a body beyond human beings in order to receive God's answer. ”

Then, he smiled faintly.

"Our purpose is to be more ambitious than the person who created the superpower of Level 5, and for now, such a situation is not an "anomaly", and if he has such abilities, it is okay to just let it go."

"I shouldn't have the "talent", but now I suddenly have such a strong potential, which is immeasurable and terrifying potential...... Isn't it "anomalous"? A female voice with a murmur asked.

"Of course not. In theory, anyone can have superpowers as long as they complete a certain number of sessions. But there are still people who still don't have any ability from beginning to end, which means that there are still rules that we haven't found......"

Aresta said in a nonchalant tone, her voice uninspired.

"Even in addition to the "fantasy killer", there are still many superpowers whose truth is unknown. Some superpowers are even too powerful, so no one has ever seen them get serious...... The literacy judgment is dead, and the possibilities of the ability itself are constantly changing, and for the time being, he really has nothing special. ”

At this point, he paused slightly, and for the first time his face finally had an expression of interest.

"I'm looking forward to his reaction when he discovers the "that" plan of the Governing Council, and with his ability type, he may realize for himself how important those puppets are to him, without asking me to direct the intervention...... But only if he can survive this reckless challenge first. ”

Aresta showed a little curiosity, wanting to see the possibility of the new "variable", but he did not have the slightest sense of cherishing or valuing it in his words and deeds.

It's as if a heavy mallet is struck on scorching steel, just to forge a sharp sword.

After all, it is only a rough blank that has the potential to become a sharpened iron like clay, but it is still being polished, and there is a greater possibility that it will be scrapped by accident during the casting process, or the final result will be mediocre.

In any case, the result is the most important thing, and simply having a possibility without breaking through is nothing at all, and it really does not deserve to be taken seriously.

……

……

“…… Inexplicably, there is an unpleasant feeling. ”

The orange sky was getting more and more gloomy, and walking on the road of the seventh school district, Mu Xiu showed a troubled look.

The seventh school district is a school district dominated by high school students and junior high school students.,Whether it's the school and dormitory of Shangjo Danma.,Or Tokiwadai Junior High School where Sister Pao is located and Sagawa Middle School where Saten tears and others are located,It's all in this school district.,By the way, even the residence of the biggest black hand behind the school city.,It's also in this area.。

But the boy didn't care at all, after all, he was only here to find trouble, not to provoke Aresta directly, anyway, everything just pretended to be ignorant.

No one can fully foresee the future, and no one can deduce all the parameters, otherwise everything is already predestined, and any effort is futile to add sorrow.

So as long as he is not so high-profile that he seems to know everything from the beginning, and goes in a direction that he shouldn't know, then even Aresta can't inexplicably suspect that he has something wrong without any evidence and tendencies.

It's a very simple truth.

For example, in a burglary, the thief found the owner's hidden treasure trove in a huge house in a short period of time, as if it were an unknown prophet, and stole the most valuable thing in it...... Such a situation can even be directly suspected of being committed by an acquaintance, and the probability is still the highest.

But now I have the idea of catching all the valuable things in the house, and if the particularly valuable ones are also packed and taken away, it will naturally make people think that the possibility of acquaintances committing crimes with goals and plans has been greatly reduced, at least they will not be immediately suspicious of this aspect.

"Ten minutes to go."

Taking a deep breath, Mu Xiu didn't have any stagnant, purposeful strokes in a certain direction.

- His goal is just to pass through one side, and all the information he searches for is to be grabbed back with this goal as the center, and from beginning to end, he just wants to get the details of the other party and increase the chance of defeating the other party, and has no other ideas.

As long as it behaves like this, then everything is fine.

And this kind of thing is not uncommon, one side of the passage itself is often attacked by low-level ability, and many people have the same intention as Mu Xiu is now revealing on the surface.

It's just that Mu Xiu has enough confidence, but those guys who have intelligence but no IQ just feel that "the strongest" is a title with attributes, as long as they defeat the previous owner, they can naturally become the strongest, and their own strength is not important.

Mu Xiu therefore seriously pondered whether to spread a few non-existent Hong Kong comics in this world, so that they could understand a truth.

…… Only the strong can knock down the strong.

The crowd around became less and less, until it finally slowly became a strange no-man's land.

Empty high-rise buildings appeared in front of them, as if they were a construction site under construction, and many buildings were basically only built with a hollow frame, and there was no time to renovate. The construction site was full of tools and construction materials, and cranes and scaffolding were erected in order.

Mu Xiu's expression and movements were very natural and he pulled it away at will, blocking the sign in front of him that said "No Entry", then paused slightly, glanced in a certain direction, and then continued to walk forward.

In the distance, in a hidden observation spot, a man in a white coat who had just raised his telescope had just frowned, intending to inform his companion. But as the trespasser on the other side looked back from afar, a huge pressure invisibly turned into a giant hand that grabbed his throat, causing his breathing and heartbeat to stop all at once.

As if the animal was being targeted by a natural predator, he felt that if he only moved a little, he would attract the attention of a certain desolate monster and lead to a miserable death, and he couldn't even speak.

Unable to speak, unable to move.

I don't know how long it took before he woke up in shock, and then gasped for breath, his face turned purple from lack of oxygen.

The time was 7:11, four minutes before the experiment officially began.

In the midst of the empty, birdcage-like buildings, the lonely white boy seemed to have assimilated into the darkness around him, giving the illusion that this was not some unrenovated empty building, but in the huge organs of some creature.

Suddenly, there was a clear sound of footsteps in the darkness next to me, from far and near.

Retracting his gaze from the distant sky, Fang Tong was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to grin happily: "Is it finally here, it's a lot ahead today...... And you're not going to take the approach of sneak attacks? Interesting, then I'll make an exception and let you die without pain—"

He turned his head to look at the visitor, and then his words stopped abruptly.

After a while, Fang Tong squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the person standing within his sight like a poisonous snake, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

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