MTL - Humans Are Falling Apart, Just In the Moon, Science God-Chapter 226
This is the biological data generated by someone using a special machine to detect a certain 'energy clump'.
His eyeballs moved left and right with the image, and if he didn't pay attention, he wouldn't even notice that his brows moved slightly.
'...'Her' consciousness should be incomplete. ’
As for his own plan, Aleister is very clear about what stage it is currently in.
In this case, the changes in front of him are very worth scrutinizing.
You must know that the imaginary mathematics area and the five elements are not things that can be easily controlled by humans, and they do not have consciousness and thinking, so Aleister will deliberately guide the name 'Wind Zhanbing' for the convenience of control. Hua's 'key'.
But according to the calculation, it will take some time for this 'key' to reach this degree of completion.
There has never been a similar sudden change before, but now it seems that the water slowly poured into the bottle has reached a state of overflowing in one breath.
This has undoubtedly deviated from his plan.
A new window appeared beside Aleister.
That was the only scene of the experiment related to this change after screening.
Absolutely capable person evolution plan.
Also, one-way traffic.
These researchers wouldn't know that their co-director didn't care about the results of this major experiment that went directly to the purpose of the Academy City's absolute abilities.
All Aleister needs is this process.
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Fortunately, up to now, although Feng Zhan Binghua's existence form is somewhat out of control, the final work related to it is still under monitoring.
As for Accelerator, as long as proper 'guidance' is carried out, the expected goal can still be achieved.
This was what Aleister thought at first.
Humanity never stops.
Regardless of success or failure, good or evil, as long as he can achieve his goal, he will take action without hesitation, or give up.
This is the existence called 'Aleister Crowley'.
Not to mention.
"...Dr. Mei, are you also interested in artificial heaven?"
With such a guess in his heart, looking at the figure on the screen, Aleister's attitude towards May, who gave answers about fate a century ago, is undoubtedly complicated.
However, no matter what you think, what should be done is still to be done, and this is the moment.
The 'guests' who rarely had the opportunity to visit also arrived here.
Led by the girl who was in charge of teleportation, the tall man with short blond hair put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked carelessly to the front of the life support device.
Wearing a colorful shirt with shorts similar to those often worn on the beach, and wearing a gold pendant around the neck, the style of a bad boy.
Its name is Tuyumen Yuanchun.
Nicknamed the stab in the back, he is a double agent with a very special identity, passing 'information' to each other for the Anglican Church and Academy City.
He is also a guy who makes his righteous sister put on a maid outfit, which is dangerous in the sense of sex.
As he got closer and closer to his current employer, Tsuchimikado no longer had the sloppy expression he had before, and raised his head with a serious expression.
Although he knew how terrifying the characters in front of him were, he still did not hide his impatience.
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As we all know, the magic of the forbidden world was born to allow ordinary people to obtain the same power as those with superpowers (not those with superpowers developed by Academy City, but those who were born with superpowers). By pouring the magic power refined from life force into one's own blood vessels and nerves, manipulating body movements or gestures, as long as they express symbols, they can use "magic" that creates extraordinary effects.
In addition to using magic as a magic medium, magic must also be implanted in the brain. Due to the different form of brain development from those with abilities, sorcerers cannot use superpowers, nor can those with superpowers use magic. If a person with superpowers reluctantly uses magic, the uncontrolled magic will tear apart the blood vessels and nerves of the whole body, resulting in internal bleeding at light, and a large number of body tissues bursting in severe cases, even leading to death.
Unfortunately, right now, there is an unlucky guy who was originally on the magic side but developed super powers.
"I shouldn't be your direct subordinate, right? The excellent sister has prepared dinner with love. To be honest, I have no interest in talking with you."
At this moment, facing Aleister, even the usual accent is not used, which is enough to prove how dissatisfied this man is now.
Although, what he said was ambiguous.
And Aleister didn't care about Tsuchimikado's venting emotions.
He just smiled as faintly as ever.
"It doesn't matter, but I think you should be interested in the next topic."
"what do you want to say in the end?"
Tsuchimikado frowned.
This human, who can theoretically live for 1,700 years with the help of machines, is unlikely to find someone to chat with.
Based on past experience, this usually means that something troublesome is about to fall on your head.
But the nature of Tsuchimikado's work is doomed that he cannot escape.
Can only stay here and discuss those less pleasant topics.
"...It's nothing, it's just that the number one in Academy City was just defeated."
"...What, you said that Accelerator was defeated."
However, when he got the answer from Aleister, Tsuchimikado was still shocked.
In other words, as someone who has stayed in Academy City for so many years, Tsuchimikado still knows how strong the number one in Academy City is.
But now, the opponent was actually defeated by others in Academy City.
The eyes under the sunglasses became heavy, and Tsuchimikado spit out an inaudible curse.
This, Tsuchimikado thinks he understands something, after all, Academy City is the base of the science side.
Then, it is self-evident what it is relative to.
- Magic side.
Including Tsuchimikado himself, there are such a group of people in the world who have mastered that kind of thing.
If someone from 'over there' really sneaked in, then Accelerator's defeat would not be surprising.
However, what surprised Tsuchimikado most was that, with his intelligence channel on the magic side, he didn't get any news in advance.
Tsuchimikado, who thought so, did not realize that just now, Aleister had been paying attention to his reaction.
And it was at this time that Aleister finally determined something.
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In other words, after Tsuchimikado's performance, Aleister finally made up his mind after confirming certain things.
So, the time came to three days later.
On this day, the sleepy-eyed spiky-haired boy took off his pajamas, put on normal clothes and walked out of the room.
The corridor is designed in a straight line, and the distance is very short. On both sides are the doors of three guest rooms side by side, and the stairs up and down are at the end of the corridor.
At first glance, it looks like a Western-style homestay, but I don’t know if it’s influenced by the sea breeze or because it’s too old. The parquet floor looks as dark as the historical temple floor.
Da-da-da footsteps sounded on the floor.
However, the fine sand particles caught in the gap absorb the moisture, even wearing slippers, but it still makes people feel uncomfortable when stepping on it.
"I'm so tired, it's still early in the morning, let's go out and blow the sea breeze..."
At this moment, the boy Kamijou yawned heavily, then walked towards the stairs with his head drooping, but just as he came to the stairs, there was a sound of the door opening from behind at the same time—
"Morning, Touma! Huh? Hey, the hair on the back of your head is messy!"
This was the careless voice of his father Kamijou Toya, coming from behind him at the moment.
The spiky-headed boy was not surprised, because the students of Academy City went out, and the guarantor was obliged to accompany them. The so-called guarantors are simply parents.
It's just that since you're coming to the beach, it doesn't matter if you're with a cute girl or a glamorous big sister. At such an old age, going to the beach with your parents really makes you want to cry.
"Um...good morning—huh?"
Kamijou Touma turned his head to say hello subconsciously, and unsurprisingly saw a man of about thirty-five years old, with a face that looked like himself, but with a messy beard.
Occupation is a salesman of a large foreign-funded enterprise, and he has to travel overseas three times a month. Strong yet rational, it reflects his way of life.
But in the eyes of the spiky-headed boy, the point is not this at all, but the person standing beside his father.
A foreign girl with silver hair and blue eyes, Index.
However, she is not wearing the iconic white monastic dress of the past, but a short-sleeved one-piece dress with a short hem hanging down to her ankles, a short knitted jacket over her shoulders, and a white lady's hat with a wide brim on her head. .
The weather is so hot, but she looks like a sickly beautiful girl or a young lady who came to the villa for vacation.
wait wait wait! Having said that, this outfit is so familiar! At this time, Kamijou Touma suddenly thought of a certain key point, that is, his mother Kamijou Shiina seemed to like this kind of dress.
It's just that this thought just flashed in his mind, and now he doesn't really feel that this is the key point.
"Hey, Index? What kind of clothes are you wearing?" The spiky-haired boy came back to his senses with some doubts, and carefully looked at the silver-haired girl's unusual dress today, "Where did you get these clothes? "
But without waiting for Index to answer, his father frowned and asked suspiciously:
"Touma, what's so strange about your mother wearing her own clothes?"
ha? what? What?
Kamijou Touma was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at his father subconsciously. He felt that his ears might just be cute, what did he just hear?
Dad actually called the girl Index standing beside him... his mother? What a joke, this difference is too big, this guy is obviously a strange silver-haired foreign girl under the age of fourteen!
- Any reason to be wrong? Or is it that Dad hasn't woken up yet, or maybe he drank too much last night?
After a few seconds of dumb silence, Kamijou Touma managed to bring his thoughts back to reality: "Hey! Wait for me, how does she look like a mother?"
"Hmm-! U, isn't there anything different?"
Kamijou Toya also seemed to be frightened by the unusual behavior of the spiky-headed boy, and looked at his wife beside him with some uncertainty.
"Wait... Wait for me! Is this a substitute technique? It shouldn't be like this if you're joking? I don't know where to start complaining about you guys like this!"
Kamijou Touma scratched his messy hair, looking rather confused.
"She is too different from her mother, how could she admit it wrong!"
"…"
"…"
The silver-haired girl under the age of fourteen who was snapped by his index finger, pouted her mouth in disgust, gently pulled her clothes and said, "Oops, Oops
, It seems that Touma doesn't like her mother's taste. "
"Hey! Touma! Look, it makes my mother so sad!" Kamijou Toya immediately complained to his son in dissatisfaction.
"It's not about the clothes, no matter how you look at it, you're younger than me..." Touma felt that his head was getting more and more confused, and he explained it with fingers and fingers.
"Oh, oh, it seems that Touma thinks her mother looks younger than her actual age."
"Hey! Touma! Look, it made my mother so happy!" Kamijou Toya immediately complained to his son in dissatisfaction.
"…"
"…"
"Ah—that's enough!" The spiky-haired boy straightened his eyes and wailed while holding his messy hairstyle.
Father hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold him: "Hey! Don't be so loud in the early morning, Dangma... Even if there are no other guests here, you have to think about the girl you brought."
"That's why! She's standing by your side! Where did you get your mother!"
Just as Kamijou's head was already in chaos, the door next to him suddenly opened. It was Index's room.
"Why is it so noisy, Touma... what happened?" The rough, hoarse voice squeezed out a tone that was inferior to even the world's three major tenors.
—Index? No, the tone is right, the voice is wrong.