August 28 at 6 a.m. ()

Tokiwadai Junior High School library under the research institute. Misaka was wearing a huge helmet with countless wires and electrodes attached to it. And this helmet is even huge enough to cover Misaka's eyes.

"How?"

Misaka Xunzhen, whose eyes were covered, asked Kiyama Haruo beside him.

"It's not easy......" Haruo Kiyama looked at Misaka through a dark red eye. Misaka's brain is releasing strands of red threads. The thread drifted out of the air, but quickly dissipated.

"Your AIM diffusion field is marked. However, the number is too small and intermittent, and the maintenance time is not very long."

Seeing this, Kiyama Haruo shook his head slightly and took off his glasses.

Is it still too much of a rush to build an AIM diffusion field marker in one day? It's simply not traceable. "Misaka! Otherwise, let's modify it......"

"No"

Misaka Xunzhen wore a helmet and shook his head, although he couldn't see the whole face clearly, but he should be unwilling, shaking his lips. Misaka seems to have made up his mind.

"Go on! Mu Shan, continue to observe the AIM diffusion force field I released!"

Kiyama Haruo looked at Misaka Xunzhen, who suddenly became very tough, and there was no way, so he finally brought his dark red eyes up, and in this area, Kiyama Haruo was obviously flustered. The red silk threads that were originally strands became very thick and explained. Drift through the air. The place that is visible to the naked eye has not disappeared. ()

"What did you do?" Kiyama Harusheng looked at Misaka in confusion. All she could think of was what Misaka had done just now, after all, if it was so easy to use, there shouldn't be a problem that couldn't be tested in the initial test.

"What did you do?" Kiyama Haruo continued to ask without hearing Misaka's answer.

But Misaka still didn't answer her. Kiyama Haruo approached Misaka in worry, and suddenly put a thin layer of frost on the edge of the huge helmet, at first because the sunlight in this underground research institute was not very sufficient, but at this time, the frost was very obvious.

"He's not going to be ......"

Kiyama Haruo instantly guessed what Misaka had done.

The release of the AIM diffusion force field is impossible for a normal ability person to intervene, but Misaka Xunzhen is different, he is a special researcher who specializes in the study of the AIM diffusion force field, and he is also a lv5 superpower, not to mention that this helmet is also made in a place where Kiyama Haruo did not see it.

At first, Kiyama Haru Sheng was still puzzled, normally speaking, if it was just an AIM diffusion force field marker, it shouldn't have to be so big, it seems that this marker has other functions, let this marker, interfere with the brain, and use his LV5 computing power to assist, change the release of the AIM diffusion force field inside the brain. Where is this AIM diffusion field marker, which is clearly a brain disruptor. And there must be risks in use, otherwise, Misaka Xunzhen will not hide it from himself.

Thinking of this, Kiyama Harusheng doesn't talk nonsense. Quickly run to the power supply and unplug it.

"Ah!!!h

Before he could wait for Kiyama Haru to make a move, he heard a loud shout. Look back.

With a shout from Misaka Tsukan, several ice picks suddenly appeared in the helmet, splitting the helmet apart. Then the temperature around Misaka Xunzhen dropped rapidly, and it hit minus 60 degrees Celsius in a few seconds. The helmet was completely shattered, and there was no point in unplugging it.

"Smack!"

As the helmet shattered, Kiyama Harusheng instantly felt that it was difficult for him to stay awake at this temperature.

Misaka's ability to find the truth has gone berserk. He must be stopped, what to do!

Although he ran out of that room, it was still cold, and it is estimated that the entire Tokiwadai Junior High School is now shrouded in this cold, and the position where he stayed is the closest and most dangerous to Misaka Xunzhen, but Kiyama Haruno has no intention of running at all.

I don't know how long the rampage will last, if it lasts too long, Misaka Xunzhen's brain may be completely scrapped, and the loss of ability is light, and it is not impossible to become a vegetative person, this student, it is really not worry-free, he must first let his brain stop thinking.

Kiyama Harusheng, who was shivering because of the cold, limped to a drug storage room. Because it is a research institute, but there are still anesthetics, and sometimes they need to be injected into mice, or some other creatures, Kiyama Haruo looked at the anesthetic in his hand. I didn't expect that this anesthetic needle was used for the first time not on the real yàn animal, but on the body of Misaka Xunzhen.

Anyway, with the anesthetic, it will be able to make Misaka Xunzhen stop thinking for a while.

But things changed again, when Kiyama Haruo ran to Misaka Xunzhen's side, he found that the temperature around Misaka Xunzhen was rapidly approaching absolute zero, that is, before getting closer, Misaka Xunzhen, Kiyama Harusheng might be frozen to death, not to mention that for a few days, he has been relying on nutrient injection to maintain calories.

Take out the anesthetic needle in your hand, no! The needle has been frozen, and even if you run over, you won't be able to inject this into Misaka Xunma's body!

What to do!

Just when Kiyama Harusheng completely ran out of ideas. I saw a huge instrument behind Misaka Xunzhen, which fell down and smashed right on Misaka Xunzhen's head.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The cold slowly subsided. When he knew that Kiyama Harusheng would be able to adapt, he immediately ran over and picked up Misaka from under the instrument.

It should have been smashed......

Gently touched the back of Misaka Xunzhen's head to see if there were any fatal injuries, after all, the human brain is a very fragile place, not to mention that Misaka Xunzhen in the rampage does not know defense at all.

"Huh?"

Kiyama Haruo was lightly surprised, the location of this instrument was too delicate. So much so that Kiyama Haruo had to suspect that judging from Misaka Xunzhen's head, this smash was smashed into a position that was very easy to cause a coma but would not cause injury, and even the strength of the smash seemed to be quite subtle.

It seems that someone is helping him? Kiyama Haruo couldn't help but think......

......

In a building without doors and windows, a man hanging in the nutrient solution sighed slightly.

"It's really a nuisance...... But...... Looks like it's almost done...... Misaka Seeks the True ......"