Zongman: The post-2D era

The three of them had just sat down in their seats when, at the door on the other side of the classroom, Kamijou Touma stood out from the crowd with a conspicuous bandage wrapped around his forehead under his messy black hair.

He muttered to himself, "Today is also an unlucky day," as he staggered into the classroom. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on some invisible trap, which was funny yet somewhat helpless.

Under the bandage, his eyes were tired yet resilient, as if every "misfortune" was a test of his will.

He glanced around the classroom, his eyes lingering briefly on Feng Feng and the other two, then he found an empty seat and sat down. The whole process was like a small theater with its own background sound effects, adding a bit of drama to the classroom in the early morning.

At lunch time, sunlight shines through the window onto the dining table, and the heat from the food interweaves with light and shadow.

Matou Sakura gently touched Fengfeng's arm, her eyes showing some seriousness: "Fengfeng, go ask Kamijou what happened to his injury."

Feng Feng nodded and was about to get up, but he saw Index buried her head in the plate, eating her food in big mouthfuls, her cheeks slightly puffed up, and she seemed to be unaware of everything around her. She looked both cute and a little funny.

Her silver hair occasionally fell on her cheeks, and she had no time to brush it away. She just occasionally looked up and said vaguely, "It's delicious." Then she quickly lowered her head and continued her "food journey."

Matou Sakura saw Fengfeng stand up and walk towards Kamijou Touma, asking him the story behind his conspicuous bandage, while Index was completely immersed in the world of food and had no time to pay attention to anything else.

She quietly took out her cell phone from her bag, touched the screen with her fingertips, and quickly dialed Shokuhou Misaki's number. The moment the call was connected, Matou Sakura's eyes became focused and anxious, as if she wanted to pour out all the doubts in her heart through invisible radio waves.

The sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, dappling onto her face, adding a touch of mystery and warmth to this quiet conversation.

Shokuhou Misaki's slightly teasing yet concerned voice came through the receiver, causing Matou Sakura's mouth to unconsciously rise. Their conversation was like the afternoon breeze, gentle and full of secrets.

Feng Feng approached Kamijou Touma and asked him a question, only to see the latter unconsciously fiddling with the rice on the plate with his chopsticks, his eyes filled with reminiscence.

Kamijou spoke slowly, “Last night, Index insisted on having a midnight snack, so I went. On the way, I ran into that person…”

"Accelerator was such a weird guy. He came up to me and asked me to find trouble with the 'Illusionary Hand'. I explained it to him for a long time, but he didn't listen and just started fighting. This bandage of mine was left over from that time."

As he spoke, Kamijou touched the bandage on his forehead and smiled bitterly, as if the battle that night was still vivid in his mind. The aftermath of the battle and the atmosphere of tension seemed to still linger in the air.

Feng Feng frowned and asked, "Did you defeat him? Where is Accelerator now?"

Kamijou Touma sighed and shook his head, tapping his chopsticks lightly on the edge of the plate, making a crisp sound:

"Don't mention it. You know how strong that guy is. There's no way I can beat him. As for where he is now, who knows? I guess he's probably off to some corner doing his weird experiments again."

Just at this moment, there was a sudden scream from Sakura Matou, and the phone almost slipped out of her hand. She widened her eyes, pointed at the screen, and looked incredulous. That look instantly attracted the attention of Feng Feng and Kamijou Touma, and they both cast puzzled glances at her.

Feng Feng frowned and walked quickly towards Matou Sakura, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

Kamijou Touma looked at Feng Feng's back, and suddenly slapped his forehead. His expression became strange, and he shouted at Feng Feng's back:

"Feng Feng, Accelerator asked me to tell you, 'Be careful of excessive power.' That guy is no longer a human, he has become a puppet--"

Before he could finish his words, Feng Feng had already arrived beside Sakura Matou, his eyes fell on her trembling mobile phone screen, and he saw a shocking message on the screen.

Misaka Mikoto shows up at Tokiwadai Junior High School, calling herself Overlimit Electricity, a clone of Misaka Mikoto.

The most important thing is: Misaka Mikoto applied to check her superpowers, claiming that she had successfully advanced to level six with the help of the Morning Light Research Institute!

Sakura Matou's face was pale and her eyes were wide open, as if she had seen something incredible.

Feng Feng's heart sank. Just as he was about to ask, he felt an inexplicable chill rising from his spine, as if some unknown danger was quietly approaching.

He turned around suddenly and saw a figure flash past the classroom door at an astonishing speed, leaving behind a strange smile that disappeared in a flash.

Sakura Matou's fingers trembled slightly, and the phone screen automatically slid down in her palm, revealing more shocking scenes.

A photo of Shirai Kuroko lying on the bed came into view. Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and medical instruments were scattered around her, revealing an ominous atmosphere.

Below the photo, Shokuhou Misaki's message was like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts: "Misaka Mikoto, she really killed her this time. Shirai Kuroko, seriously injured and still unconscious."

Chapter 865 Ineffective Contact

Monday, November 14

The students and teachers of Academy City are discussing the truth behind Misaka Mikoto's promotion to Level 6.

Matou Sakura, Feng Feng, and Kamijou Touma were walking together on the way to Tokiwadai High School.

Feng Feng listened to people's discussion and his anger burned in his heart.

The picture of Shirai Kuroko lying on the bed appeared in his mind again. Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and medical instruments were scattered around her, revealing an ominous atmosphere.

Matou Sakura gently took Feng Feng's fist that was clenched in anger, and whispered softly like a spring breeze: "Feng Feng, don't worry too much, Kuroko will definitely wake up, and we will all be by her side."

Her eyes were full of determination and warmth, as if they could dispel all the haze.

Kamijou Touma stood by with a look of envy and confusion in his eyes. He scratched his head and smiled:

"By the way, Feng Feng, you actually took the initiative to invite me to Tokiwadai this time. Do you want me to use the Fantasy Hand to do something?"

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on them, adding a touch of warmth to the tense atmosphere.

Matou Sakura gently patted Feng Feng's shoulder, then turned to Kamijou Touma, her eyes sparkling with sincerity:

"Actually, we came to you hoping to use your strength to help Misaka Mikoto recover from the side effects of the promotion. We are all very worried about her condition."

As she spoke, she looked in the direction of Tokiwadai High School, a hint of worry in her tone.

Feng Feng looked at Kamijou Touma sharply, frowning slightly, as if he had something to say that was difficult to say. Finally, he opened his mouth and asked:

“Kamijo, why did Accelerator suddenly challenge you to a fight? Is there any connection between the two that we don’t know about?”

His eyes revealed exploration and expectation, as if he was waiting for an answer that could solve the mystery.

Matou Sakura pulled Fengfeng and hurried towards the gate of Tokiwadai High School. The sunlight lengthened their shadows behind them.

At the school gate, Shokuhou Misaki was fiddling with her cell phone with her head down. When she saw them, she immediately waved and greeted them with a smile of curiosity and concern on her face.

Kamijou Touma followed behind them, staring ahead with deep, thoughtful eyes, thinking to himself:

Perhaps, with the power of my extraordinary right hand and fantasy hand, I can really free Misaka Mikoto from the strange side effects of promotion and restore her to her vibrant self.

As you step into the private medical research center of Tokiwadai High School, a faint smell of disinfectant fills the air, quiet and heavy.

Soft lights sprinkled in the white ward, illuminating every worried face. Shokuhou Misaki gently walked to a bed, and her fingertips gently touched the body of Shirai Kuroko lying quietly, her eyes full of worry:

"Look, this is Kuroko's current condition. Her brain waves are abnormally active but out of control. The doctor said that if she continues like this, she may fall into a sleep state forever and become a vegetable..."

In the ward, the ticking sound of the instruments and the occasional chirping of birds outside the window interweave to form a sad background music. Shirai Kuroko's face is pale and peaceful, as if she is just trapped in a dream from which she cannot wake up.

Matou Sakura keenly noticed Feng Feng's impulse to move forward, and gently but firmly pulled him back, her eyes full of comfort.

Kamijou Touma's eyes lit up when he heard this, as if he had caught a glimmer of hope. He took a step forward and stood beside Shokuhou Misaki, looking firmly at Shirai Kuroko on the bed, his tone filled with unquestionable strength:

"Shokuhou, you're right. Kuroko's condition is likely related to Misaka Mikoto injuring her after her ability went out of control."

"But don't worry, I may have a way. My right hand, and the power of the Illusion Hand, have solved many seemingly unsolvable problems. This time, I will definitely wake Kuroko up again."

The sunlight shone through the window onto his shoulders, adding a determination to his words that should not be underestimated.

Matou Sakura opened her red lips slightly and whispered a name to Feng Feng: "Chen Guang Wei."

When Feng Feng heard this, his eyes flickered slightly and a feeling of anger surged in his heart, and he remembered the "warning" that day on the weekend.

At this time, Kamijou Touma had walked to Shirai Kuroko's bed. He slowly stretched out his right hand and gently touched Shirai Kuroko's body, especially around her head, as if looking for something.

His fingers slid gently, and every touch was accompanied by a barely perceptible tremor, and he muttered to himself: "Why does it feel like my ability is everywhere, yet so elusive?"

The sunlight shines through the window, freezing the scene. Kamijou Touma's figure appears particularly focused and determined in the interweaving of light and shadow.

Matou Sakura and Feng Feng's bodies trembled at the same time, as if touched by an invisible force. They turned around tacitly, their eyes penetrating the ordinary area of ​​the research center and heading straight for the tightly closed door of the advanced area.

At this moment, Kamijou Touma's right hand pressed tightly on Shirai Kuroko's head. He took a deep breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Illusion materializes, broken!"

Following this roar, the gate to the advanced area seemed to be swept by an invisible wind and shattered into pieces with a loud bang. The flying fragments drew silver arcs in the air. Dust and light intertwined, making the entire space shocking and mysterious.

Behind the door, complex medical equipment and flashing indicator lights can be vaguely seen, all of which foreshadow the secrets that are about to be revealed and the unknown challenges.

Matou Sakura and Feng Feng looked at everything in front of them in shock. In the advanced area, rows of culture chambers flashed with faint blue light, and various sophisticated medical equipment made slight buzzing sounds, as if the entire space was telling an unknown secret.

Just as they were shocked, a crisp sound broke the silence, and the lid of a culture chamber suddenly popped open, and Misaka Mikoto rushed out. She was only wearing thin underwear, her hair was a little messy, and there was confusion and fear in her eyes.

At the same time, Kamijou Touma's right hand was suddenly opened by Shirai Kuroko, and she slowly opened her eyes. Her dark eyes seemed to travel through time and space, and her eyes met with Misaka Mikoto's. There was an indescribable sadness in the air.

Matou Sakura and Feng Feng stepped forward quickly, with subtly fluctuating energy surrounding them, like a bowstring ready to be released. The atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment.

Misaka Mikoto's eyes were like two sharp lasers, locked on Kamijou Touma's right hand that was full of unknown power. Her fingers trembled slightly as she pointed at Shirai Kuroko, her voice trembling and resolute: "It was you...what did you do? I don't know you!"

Shirai Kuroko's eyes, which had just opened, slowly closed again after hearing the words "Onee-sama". Her murmur was as thin as a mosquito, but full of endless attachment and peace of mind: "Onee-sama... I will wait until you remember me."

These brief words, like a whisper that traveled through time and space, froze the entire space, and the air was filled with a heartbreaking tenderness and sorrow.

Chapter 866 Electromagnetic Field

Tuesday, November 15

The students and teachers of Academy City appeared one by one in Misaka Mikoto's consciousness world. After being promoted to level six, she seemed to be able to control the entire city.

The place where Matou Sakura, Feng Feng, and Kamijou Touma were located was just a black spot on the map, and nothing could be seen.

The figures of Feng Feng and Shirai Kuroko once again appeared in Misaka Mikoto's eyes, making her hold her head and scream.

"I don't remember who they are, but why do I feel so sad and depressed when I see them?"

In the second branch of the Morning Light Research Institute, under the dim light, Sakura Matou stared at the computer screen, her fingers typing rapidly on the keyboard, and research data came flooding in like a tide.

Her brows were furrowed, her eyes revealing determination and anxiety. Feng Feng, who was standing by, looked pale and coughed from time to time, but he still insisted on guarding the sleeping Shirai Kuroko and gently covered her with the quilt that had slipped off.

Kamijou Touma stood at the door, his eyes sharp and his right hand waving constantly, as if he was drawing an invisible defense net in the air, using the Illusion Hand to resist the unknown intrusion from the outside world.

Matou Sakura bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes almost piercing through the screen. She turned around suddenly and shouted to Feng Feng: "Feng Feng, come and have a look! I found the latest report on the field of electromagnetic fields, which may be of great use to us!"

Hearing the voice, Feng Feng barely stood up and staggered to the computer. He glanced at the screen, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Misaka Mikoto's level 6 is actually an electromagnetic field that can cover the entire city?"

At this time, Kamijou Touma was standing at the door, his right hand still waving in the air, sweat sliding down his cheeks, looking a little tired.

He smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, "How long will it take me to wave this fantasy hand to block all this..."

Matou Sakura's eyes were solemn. She stared at Feng Feng closely, with an unquestionable firmness in her tone:

"Feng Feng, we must find a way to crack this electromagnetic field. Next time, we may not be so lucky to escape."

Feng Feng frowned when he heard this. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head with a helpless look on his face.

"Electromagnetic force is one of the four fundamental forces!"

Kamijou Touma's heart sank when he heard this. He stopped what he was doing and looked ahead with empty eyes. He raised his right hand unconsciously, as if he was groping for something in the air, and muttered to himself:

"Eliminating the electromagnetic field with my hands? How is that possible..."