How did you bunch of silly group members also time travel

This looks interesting!

Accelerator revealed a sinister smile. He considered himself a villain, and at this moment, he had the thoughts that a villain should have. His enormous computing power allowed him to calculate all sorts of miserable situations for Misaka Mikoto in just a few seconds!

Just thinking about it makes me feel a warm current rising up, a strange emotion taking hold of my mind—

"It's just what it sounds like... You're here to find someone, right? Sure, sure, I can tell you, see that balcony over there?"

Accelerator's smile became even more distorted as he pointed towards the balcony, where a woman with short green hair was quietly slumped over a table.

"A Certain Scientific Railgun" came to his dormitory and said a bunch of incomprehensible things. Accelerator immediately judged that this woman must have been fooled by some blond guy. Although he didn't know the specifics, he had no intention of playing along with that blond guy. Since he wanted to use him as a prop, then he wouldn't blame him for replacing the protagonist with a more "suitable" prop.

"That woman has the information you want to know!"

One sentence is enough, because "A Certain Scientific Railgun" is that kind of person, just like that spiky-haired bastard!

Ah, birds of a feather flock together...

Shaking his head, Accelerator turned his back to Misaka Mikoto and slowly closed his eyes. The formula for calculating vectors changed at that moment, and his world fell silent.

He had lost interest in what would happen next; the predetermined ending held no meaning for him.

That woman, the one brought here by that damned golden retriever, is currently in a relatively weak state, but she's still not someone that Cricket Lv.5 can shake.

He had already experienced firsthand how terrifying the green-haired guy was, who spent all day fighting with "Code Name: Dragon" in the ordinal number zone and was then brought back by "Code Name: Dragon," seemingly exhausted every day.

If it weren't for the fact that "Code Name: Dragon" only uses indestructible clones that descend through a medium to operate in this world, and that this green-haired guy is restricted in some ways in Academy City, with his "demon power" recovery speed reportedly being several times slower, then "Code Name: Dragon" would probably already be complaining to him.

Every move I make is aimed at giving it my all!

"Hey!"

Seeing Accelerator turn his back, Misaka Mikoto, feeling resentful and indignant, shouted a few times. When there was no response, she became even angrier!

"This guy...!!"

I really want to give Accelerator a high-powered electrotherapy treatment, to settle all our old and new scores!

But now Misaka Mikoto knows that this is not something that should be done. The most urgent thing now is to find Kuroko!

"call..."

Taking a deep breath, Misaka Mikoto still felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the sunflowers staring intently at her.

She had no idea what kind of ability this was, nor did she know why sunflowers could be planted on concrete. All she knew was that the dormitory was eerie.

The sunflowers that seem to be making faces at her, the strange ability to form sunflower fields, and the green-haired guy that Accelerator is pointing at...

Believe it or not?

Misaka Mikoto was caught in a dilemma.

Accelerator and she don't get along well. Their worlds are parallel, and they even became enemies because of the Level 10 plan. Although she never confronted him directly, Misaka Mikoto still put him on her list of suspects. So now, whether to believe him or not is a major dilemma.

"...Kuroko, wait for me!"

Finally, Misaka Mikoto stopped using Ultimate Technique, looked at the sunflower swaying towards her in the still air, and took a deep breath—

"Even a god cannot stop me!"

With her foot landing, Misaka Mikoto didn't step on anything...

"The so-called No. 3 of the Academy City can't even beat a single sunflower~"

Ding! ~

Something in my mind seems to have shattered...

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Chapter 269 Smoked Title Girl

Recovering from the feeling of weightlessness, Miss Fox, now back on solid ground, still felt a little weak in the legs and nearly lost her balance.

It felt like she had just gone through a rather long time-travel experience, which made Miss Fox feel a bit weak and she needed to drink something nutritious to replenish herself.

Shaking her head, Miss Fox opened her eyes.

Her body was still a little weak, and the spiritual energy within her was also subtly restless. It seemed that the upper limit caused by the previous surge had been loosened because of the new ability she had created, such as the skill "One Cut in Two". However, even if it was loosened, Miss Fox would not rush to cultivate further. Instead, she would choose to refine and consolidate her spiritual energy until all her spiritual power was under her absolute control before she would start cultivating further.

Even if she wanted to become stronger quickly, she understood the principle that a solid foundation was essential. Since she didn't have the old man's painstaking guidance, the best way to avoid taking detours was to focus on building a strong foundation.

"But...where is this place? Where is that humming monster?"

The unfamiliar ceiling, the European-style room decor that clashes with the Naruto worldview that gives rise to island culture, and the obviously expensive furniture—Miss Fox seems to vaguely remember it.

The problem is, shouldn't she have been sent back to the time period of the Duke of the Group along with the Dragon Vein and Madara Uchiha? How did she end up here?

Could it be that she was picked up by someone while she was still naked? But her clothes were intact, with no signs of being violently torn. Although she was dressed in stunning clothes, it was impossible for someone to actually damage them. Nevertheless, Miss Fox still checked her body to make sure there was nothing wrong.

"Hmm, it doesn't have any of the foul smell of photinia flowers."

The person who picked her up from the dead was either a woman or a philanthropist. Miss Fox was quite confident in her appearance after transmigrating, and her indifference to a beautiful woman in a coma was a big problem no matter how you looked at it.

That's not right either, why would she think of this for others?

"Huh, what's this?"

On a low table beside the bed, Miss Fox discovered something strange.

It's something made of some unknown metal, carved with three strange and wonderful patterns. (This seems to be) a family business, and it looks like the owner of this room is a nobleman.

Well, so what if they're nobles?

To Miss Fox, even if the person who picked her up was a nobleman of some high status, it would only mean that she could use her stunning beauty to gain another hardworking servant. She wouldn't hesitate to punch him just because he was a nobleman.

Controlling the weak requires very little energy, just like in the world of Ainz Ooal Gown, where one could seize half the power of a kingdom in one fell swoop. For a fox lady with unparalleled beauty, controlling a kingdom is an easy task.

"Conquering the world... sounds pretty interesting?"

Miss Fox was taken aback, her eyes blank, somewhat confused as to why she had suddenly said such a thing.

Conquering the world should be an extremely troublesome thing no matter how you look at it, but for a moment just now she thought it was a rather interesting idea, which is very abnormal!

Wait a minute, this isn't the first time she's had this kind of sudden, unexpected experience!

"Am I...?"

She rushed to the window and drew back the curtains. The sudden burst of bright sunlight stung her eyes, but Miss Fox didn't care. She channeled her spiritual energy into her eyes to relieve the discomfort. Upon closer inspection, she saw a street with a distinctly otherworldly feel! Located in a wealthy district, it was still morning. Elegantly dressed nobles were about to leave. When they noticed Miss Fox in the room, their gazes were filled with a mixture of desire. However, after glancing at a certain part of the house, they quickly averted their eyes and hurried away. Apart from a few individuals who seemed to have a connection to her stunning beauty and looked at her with eyes awaiting orders, the rest dared not look directly at her.

It's confirmed, she forgot to activate her passive ability to reduce her presence!

"Tsk!"

Let's sort it out.

The mission was to annihilate Ainz Ooal Gown's stronghold, and then the group leveled up. Two new members joined as the new group leader, and at the same time, some ideas that didn't seem to be her own started popping up. Since one of the new members was an ordinary high school student, she wanted to use Illusion Kill to see if she was cursed or if Ainz Ooal Gown had given her some strange skill before he died. After the ordinary high school student got stuck, she personally went to A Certain Magical Index to spoil the plot for Aya.

I was touched on the head by Huansha, and then thoughts that didn't seem to originate from me stopped popping up...

"It seems it wasn't that something within me was erased by the illusion, but rather that I only acted this way in this world..."

Who cast some power on her that only works in this world?

World-class props, Miss Fox immediately thought of this!

After all, this is the world of Ainz Ooal Gown. These kinds of props that are touted as amazing in the original work are naturally the first suspects. After all, not every world has the same nobles as this one, and the effects of world-class props are unlikely to work in another world!

"But that's not right. I remember that in Overlord, there's a setting where World-Class items can't affect players who also possess World-Class items. Logically, since I'm wearing the Beauty Queen's World-Class item, it shouldn't affect me either..."

The only clue might be the sudden surge in spiritual power when he took over the position of group leader after completing the mission.

She jumped from level 20 to level 30 without any preparation, a leap of ten levels in one go. This caused her control to plummet, leaving her practically disabled for several days. She has been busy with various tasks and has only now managed to unlock the level cap and learn level 5 skills ahead of schedule. It feels like she has activated a powerful contract.

"What exactly is affecting me in this world?!"

I can't figure it out at all.

She now has a strange urge to use the nobles under her control to overthrow the kingdom, then vigorously promote the emergence of technological routes, build up her military strength, and wait for the right time to conquer the world!

A strange feeling of "I can actually get passionate" left Miss Fox unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Isn't this much more exciting than Boruto?

Shaking her head, Miss Fox picked up the furniture from the low table beside her bed. The more she looked at it, the more familiar it seemed; she felt as if she had seen this style of furniture before...

"This looks like... a royal mark?"

After trying to recall, Miss Fox did indeed have the same pattern on the eldest prince of the kingdom she controlled, but there were some slight differences.

This appears to be used to distinguish different holders, meaning it's an identification item for royal offspring other than the eldest prince.

So, who put this here? And what does it mean? What is the significance of placing it here?...

...

"I think I should fill my stomach first!"

Chapter 270 Spiritual Death

"Give me one of each of these, this one, and this one."

The long-awaited breakfast in another world, sitting quietly in this inn waiting for the food to be served, feels like it was a long time ago, even though it's only been less than a week and she's already back here.

This store, however, has undergone some changes in its interior design, but there is no sense of abruptness or incongruity. You can't tell at all that several walls were demolished just over a week ago due to a battle.

In fact, the fight was started by her, and she ran away before she could pay any compensation, hoping not to be recognized.

The woman in the sample dress calmly sipped her tea, while Miss Fox quietly kept her presence to herself...

"Hmm, that lady looked so familiar... I feel like I've seen her somewhere before."

Just then, the waiter taking orders overheard a soft mutter and noticed intermittent glances directed their way. However, the glances were so subtle that the waiter couldn't quite place Miss Fox in their line of sight. "Is it just my imagination?"

You're spying on me, aren't you, waiter!

Miss Fox calmly picked up the potion, took a sip, and sat up straight. "Hmph, useless. Passive, low-profile behavior is invincible. This kind of spying can't possibly see me."

"It really looks just like that lady from earlier."

*Gasp!* She gasped sharply, instinctively straightening her chest. Her two large breasts swayed slightly. Miss Fox could already picture the jingling sound and felt as if she had been brainwashed and bewitched.

"An elf, tall, beautiful, and gentle, dressed elegantly but without any air of superiority..."

The waiter walked away and the rest of the conversation became difficult to hear. However, Miss Fox believed that what followed was undoubtedly the truth. Since he hadn't yet recognized her as the culprit who caused the hotel to be demolished more than a week ago, she probably wouldn't be held accountable or asked for compensation.

Miss Fox breathed a sigh of relief.

She's made a lot of money in this world, and there's nowhere here to spend real money like that. The rate at which she's spending it is like eating two bowls of rice each time, one to feed a single person and one to herself. It would take her hundreds of years to eat all her wealth. But Miss Fox doesn't like suddenly having a lot of assets flowing into her hands.