Academy City Temperature Control

"No matter how many there are, it's useless as long as they can't hit. And this is what real atomic collapse looks like."

Misaka-senpai carried Feibli on her back and quickly dodged the attacks of several simulated atomic collapse cannons.

If it were a real atomic collapse, each launch would not require energy accumulation like these machines, but would instead unleash an unexpectedly powerful attack in an instant.

No matter how many there are, the effect of the attack route will be greatly reduced when people notice it.

What makes people feel more troublesome is that these imitation atomic collapse cannons use a lot of non-metallic materials and insulating coatings, so Misaka-senpai's electric shock also loses its effect.

White light ravaged the football field, and a beam of light suddenly cut a certain viewing platform into ruins.

It felt like hurting oneself first and then hurting others. The beam not only attacked Misaka-senpai, but also shattered the driving armor belonging to one's own category into pieces.

As an unwelcome intruder, Misaka-senpai received a warm welcome from the host as soon as she stepped here, but instead of fruits, she was given weapons.

There are also a large number of driving armors lurking here. It is not comparable to the number at the Academic Council venue, but there are still more than 1000.

Coupled with the seven imitation atomic collapse cannons created by collecting atomic collapse data, a certain railgun was completely suppressed in terms of firepower alone.

In this dense volley of beams, Misaka-senpai had no time to fight back.

They could only move quickly among the driving armor piles, attracting all the beams that simulated atomic collapse to them.

After escaping a white killing beam, Misaka-senpai's footsteps suddenly stagnated, as if she had changed her originally planned response strategy.

Stepping on the wall of the stadium straight upward, the attack behind him is still following him.

Misaka-senpai's knees were slightly bent, and the powerful electric light turned into blue and white lines visible to the naked eye, lingering around her.

"Hurry up."

Misaka-senpai whispered to Feibli, while holding Febri firmly back with one hand.

Also because she was carrying Feibli behind her back, Misaka-senpai seemed a little helpless.

The lightning under my feet became more and more dazzling, and it was like the chirping of a thousand birds.

Following a large-scale flash of light, the scene around Misaka-senpai was suddenly covered by this strong light, affecting almost one-third of the football field.

All the imitation atomic collapse cannons also stopped attacking at the same time. Due to the high light, high heat and electronic interference, they have completely lost track of their targets.

At this time, Misaka-senpai also jumped up using the cover of the light.

"Where did she go?"

Staying in front of the computer screen, Yufu Haruki couldn't help but frown.

The screen that was originally monitoring Misaka-senpai suddenly went blank, and Misaka-senpai could no longer be seen.

And just after the strong light faded, the seven imitation atomic disintegration cannons that had been standing still began to shake uncontrollably.

As if attracted by an invisible position, the seven machines were dragged by a powerful force and smashed onto the wall. They were hung on the wall more than ten meters high and could not move. They were eliminated in one breath.

And the muzzles of these atomic collapse cannons were contaminated with a lot of fine iron sand at some point.

Chapter 224 Daily Life in Academy City’s Doomsday

The originally ordinary reinforced concrete building turned into an electromagnet with amazing power under the control of Misaka-senpai.

Under the pull of this powerful magnetic force, the fine iron sand wrapped around the simulated atomic collapse cannon was instantly attracted.

There was also some iron sand mixed in the moment the muzzle stopped attacking. In just a moment, these fine sand almost penetrated the muzzle, forming many pits and dents.

Even if these cannons land again, they will no longer be able to fire the imitation beams normally.

It was less than 10 minutes into the show, and it didn't make any railgun feel its fear. It ended so blandly, which felt like an anticlimax.

Fuchun Shu, who was shocked by this feeling, was a little unsteady. He looked in disbelief at the imitation weapons that had been successfully captured and imprisoned in the air, and a great confusion suddenly rose in his heart.

Is it true that in this Academy City, the power of wisdom is inferior to those with super powers?

"Yu Fu, the Academy City's arrangement has completely lost its signal. The remaining [-] drive armors have been destroyed. It is suspected that Academy City officials have intervened."

The female researcher's tone was slightly trembling, and she could already foresee a not-so-good future.

It took a year, but their arrangement was completely dismantled in one day. Now even the strongholds that should not be discovered are being visited.

"No way, we haven't lost yet, we still have the final process."

With his hands on the console, he no longer looked as high-spirited as before.

His mental state was extremely unstable, and the eyes of a high school student named Haruki Aritomi were covered with bloodshot eyes.

Just when Yu Fuchun Shu made a move, several researchers around him suddenly rushed over and pushed Yu Fuchun Shu to the ground, leaving only a few researchers who were slower to react and were stunned in place.

"Stop him!"

"You lunatic, stop it."

This dark organization suddenly became chaotic, and both parties completely turned against each other. Who knows the function of that program, because they designed it together.

But participating in design has nothing to do with real use. Not everyone can make that kind of decision that almost leads to death.

It's like holding the key to a nuclear bomb in your hand. What matters is not the nuclear bomb but the person.

These ANBU members just wanted to gain Academy City's attention, and even fantasized about triggering a new 'revolution'.

However, the existence of the final method is only for deterrence rather than actual use. This is a bargaining chip for their subsequent preparations and Academy City.

It only took a moment for someone to react, but it seemed to be a little slow. Yufu Haruki had already completed the activation of the final program.

"It's useless, I have already ordered the launch."

Leaning weakly next to the console, Yufu Haruki said expressionlessly, with several ashen-faced researchers beside him.

The so-called final procedure is to spread more than [-] silk conductors (Jenny's hair) into the sky above Academy City, and through the procedure, the ability to "diffuse psionic energy" is completely out of control.

When this ability is out of control, because the ability itself belongs to the aim diffusion stance system, and Jenny, who can control 5 driving armors, is actually at the lv[-] level.

The chain reaction will directly affect the spread of aim in all areas of Academy City.

There is a certain similarity with the 'chaotic development' that happened before, but it is even more harmful.

Because at that time it was not the so-called earthquake, but the kind that dropped a giant explosive in Academy City that could blow Academy City into the sky.

Following the input of the command, in space [-] kilometers away from the ground, a certain engineering machine that was placed in a geostationary satellite orbit had launched a missile loaded with conductors at a speed of seven kilometers per second.

"The only way to stop it now is to kill 'Jenny'."

At this time, several researchers looked at each other and walked towards the culture tank containing 'Jenny'.

Bu Shu Dixin on the side wanted to stop him, but was pushed to the ground.

Their footsteps stopped because a panting railgun stopped in front of them.

"Tell me, what is that final procedure?"

With sweat soaking Tokiwadai's school uniform, Misaka-senpai raised her head and looked directly at everyone.

Feibli behind him opened his eyes and looked curiously at Jenny sleeping in the culture tank.

"Ouchi-chan~~"

Sipping on the lollipop, Feibli waved to the culture tank in a low voice.

"Trust."

After a while, Feibuli turned his head again and stared blankly at the bundle of cloth and letters on the ground.

...

"A missile heading towards Academy City?"

"how so."

Chattering voices resounded all around. Since a certain railgun successfully captured this stronghold, all ANBU personnel have been controlled.

"Misaka-senpai, I probably already understand the situation. Give me the nature and trajectory information of the missile, and I will try to find a solution."

On the computer screen of the Anbu organization's console, Uiharu's video frame appeared on it, and there were new people who were successfully contacted nearby.

Natsume-san and Shirai-san were on their way to the base, but they had to find a place to stop after receiving a video request from Misaka-senpai.

"So it is."

Natsume Sonoko was slightly stuck, and her memory about the second part of Super Cannon was finally complete.

But it's already reached this point, and these memories are of little use anymore.

"Based on the existing intelligence, it can be inferred that when it reaches a distance of about [-] meters from the ground, the missile will release [-] small warheads. At that time, it will be impossible to stop it."

Joining the conversation, Bu Shu Dixin sounded a little sure.

"Now we can only try to stop the missile from landing, or get Jenny out of the situation where her ability is out of control."

Bu Shu Dixin took a deep breath.

She had no way to stop the missile from landing, so she could only try to wake Jenny up and prevent her ability from going out of control.

"If it's [-] meters, I should be able to go up. Just prepare some explosives for me..."

As soon as the screen changed, Shirai-san squeezed in front of Natsume Sonoko's cell phone and suddenly spoke.

"Let's not talk about whether Shirai-san can reach an altitude of [-] meters in his current state. At the high speed of a missile, let alone installing explosives, whether Shirai-san can get close is a problem."

Natsume Sonoko on the side tilted her head and said unceremoniously.

The missiles moving at high speeds would generate scorching temperatures, and basically she was the only one who could barely bear it.

But there is also a big problem.

Seven kilometers per second is dozens of times the speed of sound. Even if the atmosphere can continuously slow down its speed, the gravity of the earth also makes its speed continue to increase.

At this exaggerated speed, Natsume-san actually had no confidence that he could stop him.

In addition, the missile's material can even withstand the friction of the atmosphere, which is very unfriendly to mages of Natsume's style.

Natsume-san couldn't handle Sogiita Gunba who was only twice the speed of sound and was wearing armor. He was as much a monster as Accelerator's white-haired one.

"No, it's impossible to calculate the response method in such a short period of time just by relying on the Disciplinary Committee's computer system. It can't even calculate the trajectory of the missile."

The girl with the flower on her head suddenly realized that even the computing power of the computer in her hand had been taken into account.

If you want to complete a series of calculations in a very short time, the instantaneous computing power required must be at least one-third of the normal state of the tree diagram designer.

"But if you want to borrow a computer with enough computing power, it's too late now." Saten-san on the other side said unwillingly.

"I have a solution."

Misaka-senpai said suddenly, hurriedly taking out her cell phone and contacting someone.

Sister Misaka's brain waves were converted into electronic signals, building a ubiquitous Misaka network in the atmosphere.

The brains of more than 2 level [-] ability users were gathered together and changed from quantitative to qualitative changes, turning into a giant computer that was similar to a tree diagram designer.

Misaka-senpai just hesitated for a moment before dialing the number. The phone she picked up was Misaka No. 9982, which had just finished cell adjustment.

"No problem. It seems it's finally my turn to appear. Misaka puts on the Gutai mask and prepares to save the world."

The strange girl standing on the busy road with both goggles and a Gutai mask on her head said this.

Chapter 225 Yuanzi pulls out the locomotive

Is it the turn of junior high school students to save Academy City this time?

Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but look at the sky, which was still as clean and clear as ever.The student Shirai next to him was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He didn't understand what it meant to be fearless in the face of danger, which made people shake their heads and sigh.

The crisis in front of us seemed to be coming at any time, but Natsume-san didn't feel much nervous.

No matter how you think about it, a missile of this magnitude is completely within Academy City's defense range, and the anti-aircraft missile may have already been aimed at it.

Although the speed of seven kilometers per second is astonishing, considering the distance is [-] kilometers, the time is actually more than an hour, which is enough for Academy City to react.

Having just experienced the hearty massacre of the 'Rokubaha', Natsume suddenly had a mysterious confidence in Academy City's technology.

Just commonplace little things.

"Shirai-san, don't be too nervous. There will be no problem."

Natsume Sonoko patted Shirai-san on the shoulder and couldn't help but comfort this senior member of the Discipline Committee.

Speaking of which, when I joined the Disciplinary Committee, it was this senior who was the matchmaker. Now that I think about it, I still feel that the motive is not pure.

"There is news."