People are in Type-Moon, but they practice science

The shock wave created a massive thrust that plowed deep cracks in the ground, and the branches of Jesta were pushed all over the place by the sudden huge force, with dense branches scattered and tangled together.

"——Hmmmm, hehe, hahaha——So that's how it is, that's how it is." Jesta seemed to have discovered something. The hub that he had been looking for, which was to maintain the city's special inherent barrier (the imaginary number zone), seemed to be right in front of him. "That's right, the huge mental fluctuations blended with the surrounding environment. It turns out that you are the biggest secret of Academy City!"

"Hey, blood-sucking monster, what are you making up? Are you afraid of her ability?" Kiana asked in confusion. Although Xilin pushed away the branch, Kiana just thought it was some kind of superpower.

"Oh? You guys don't call yourselves friends? You don't even know your friends' secrets?" Jesta shrank his body, seemingly giving up the physical attack. "Miss, that little girl with purple hair is not a human at all!"

His branch "pointed" at Xilin, who was standing there in a daze, and the wounds on her body that looked like cracks, like distorted signals.

Chapter 360 This is the real Academy City top secret

Subtitle: DRAGON

I am not a human being at all? How can I not be a human being?

On the broken ground, Xilin looked at her hands. Yes, this was indeed not what a human should look like. Even the most miraculous superpowers had to reside in the flesh. But what was the miserable and weird appearance of her body?

There was an unnatural gap in the limb where the branch of the Jesta tree had just pierced it. The pale white skin was gone, and what was reflected was not a wound, but a silently floating shadow and a blurry three-dimensional image.

This strange appearance combined with her still intact face and torso seemed very inconsistent, as if she were made of broken porcelain or a doll with incomplete joints but still connected.

——Yes, she has no body at all.

Ah, maybe she didn't look like a human. Was this appearance a false mimicry? Was the experience of going shopping with Kiana in the afternoon actually a dream? She was not a human trapped in the imaginary number district, but was essentially the same as the residents of that fake city, all of whom looked alive but were illusions?

"Don't listen to that blood-sucking bastard's nonsense!"

Just when Xilin was immersed in this kind of thinking, Qiana's words were like a sharp sword that cut through the confusion, "There is no doubt about this kind of thing. In my opinion, Xilin, you are just a little girl, a little girl who likes to go shopping and is always overly curious!"

"Eh?"

"... and you pestered me for the whole afternoon for no reason, so I didn't even have time to reply to Mei and the others' messages," Kiana said loudly, stamping her feet at the same time, "But, even if that's the case... I won't abandon you. Mei, Bronya, and everyone in the class will be the same. They will all be patient with you! But that blood-sucking bastard, a bastard with twisted values, will definitely not understand!"

As her feet loosened, another huge rock was teleported out and crossed the air, cutting off a large number of Jesta's branches while pressing down to the ground.

“Thank you?”

Xilin didn't know what to say at this time. How should she respond to this...comradeship? Perhaps, this body that looked injured but was actually safe and sound was the best weapon to help Kiana and defeat the vampire?

It turns out that she still cares about the fact that she is not a human but a "monster". So, it is reasonable to use monsters to defeat monsters, right?

Xilin thought so.

But the reality was not as she had imagined. Just as she was about to do so, the scars on her body began to expand further. The missing part, which looked like a broken doll, continued to expand, and the floating shadows formed increasingly blurred images. In some places, it almost became transparent, and the speed continued to accelerate.

Xilin finally realized that she could not continue to exist in reality. She was being expelled from this reality. She had to go back to the false one... No, that's not right. If so, wouldn't she be leaving Kiana alone?

"Ahhh, wait, don't—"

Grabbing the part of her body that was about to become transparent, she couldn't help but say this. However, this was just a pure phenomenon, not initiated by any will, and she had no way to stop it.

"Woo woo... just wait a moment," Xilin made useless efforts, but to no avail. At the same time, she gradually felt that her perspective on the world began to blur. No, the world she observed was changing from reality to illusion.

The moonlight, the streets, Kiana, the messy rubble, the corpses, the dense clusters of branches all became blurred, moved away, and dissipated.

Reduced to nothingness.

When Xilin opened her eyes again, the same bright moon was shining in the sky, but she could not feel any sense of reality. The street was empty. Besides her, there was only one figure standing there...

Hey, wait, this is——that vampire Jesta! How did he get in? !

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A building with no windows.

A signal access marked as 'infinite'.

【Observation object】Xilin

【Physiological age】About 3 natural years

[Racial classification] AIM diffusion field polymer

【Substantial description】

There are all kinds of superpowers in Academy City, and each superpower will release weak power unconsciously. Although the power released by each person is very small, when all gathered together, they may be integrated into a complete meaning. AIM is like a weak force field emitted by superpowers unconsciously. These various AIM diffusion force fields form countless numbers and letters, arranged into command texts, and combined into a "program".

Xilin is one such program.

【Manifestation characteristics】

According to observations, its body is completely empty except for a small triangular prism "core" that rotates continuously in a fixed position in the center of its head. On the sides of the prism are many rectangular objects with a length of 1 mm and a width of 2 mm.

The AIM diffusion field is a tiny force that can only be detected by machines, but as long as a certain degree of impact is applied, the force will be instantly enhanced.

Example: Sirin displayed extraordinary strength when facing Jesta's attack.

Data transfer completed.

The signal was interrupted, and then a new signal named "Moment" was connected.

"[Enemy Intelligence] Jesta... [Manifestation Characteristics] Vampire-type trees, large number of clones with unknown upper limit, mental infiltration... Example: Vampire attacks occurred simultaneously in multiple school districts -"

A voice from the life support machine said, "There's no need to deal with this."

The signal continued to communicate for a while and then quickly closed.

That voice then sounded. He did not use his vocal cords at all, and his whole body did not move at all, because all his body functions were managed by the maintenance type Krilonomea. Even so, after hundreds or thousands of years, the figure trapped in the device would maintain the concept of health. This is the chairman of Academy City.

"Do you want to know why I have such an attitude? It's simple. That dead apostle was just a chess piece sent here. Whether it's his position in the whole chess game or his strength, it's destined to be like this."

【@＃￥%*＆......】

The chairman seemed to be talking to something.

However, the other party responded with vague noises. This sound did not sound like the human language woven on Earth. Instead, it sounded like incomplete information transmitted from other dimensions through some medium.

ps Newcomer's reason = scientific world = pure physics phase, AIM diffusion force field aggregation → Xilin (Feng Zhan Binghua) → Newcomer's reason Alaya (Aiwas), the demonstration is successful

Chapter 361 God of Evil, Come

Apparently, the chairman and the unknown noise were able to communicate without any obstacles.

For the chairman, his entire body was operated by the Krilonomea machine, so voice communication could also be done by the machine. But even so, his personal will could still clearly communicate with the noise, which was the most important thing, not relying on the performance of the machine.

The so-called key is vision, which is spirituality.

For example, the world perceived by ordinary humans is only limited to a narrow and vague "field of vision" such as visible light and audible sound, while those with special abilities can receive information through abnormal or deviated channels. The higher the level of ability, the broader the field of vision. This is an evolution from basic abilities and spiritual levels.

The spiritual level of the chairman is undoubtedly enough to ascend to a higher dimension. As a person of the same level as his original body, he can look down on everything, observe higher dimensions at will, and communicate with them by expanding his own vision.

The voice from another dimension, in the eyes of the chairman, is a clear yet fuzzy light. It is a great light condensed from thinking activities that are hidden in the darkest depths of human thinking and transcend the limitations of time and space.

The so-called Alaya.

But this is not the reason why the noise of Alaya echoes in the building. The real reason is that he, as the original body, tried to create a human Adam in order to build a new world, an 'Adan Ruani' composed of the dreams of all living beings. As a result, the so-called planetary dream, that is, the concrete mental landscape and spiritual realm, was completed first.

Today's chairman is trying to complete the existence of a collective human consciousness through the construction plan of the scientific phase. This is part of the real experiment.

This would have originally taken a long time to evolve, but as things stand, the emergence of Xilin has greatly accelerated the progress of the new human world management plan.

It's very simple, because Xilin itself is a paradigm, a reference mold. The real human consciousness, the new Alaya can be manifested based on it. That is the noise that appeared in the building, although it is still a long way from the real completion.

The director felt that this would be of great benefit. The birth of the scientific phase would inevitably lead to world-class turmoil. It was still unknown what kind of backlash the old human principle would have at that time. But if Alaya was brought down before that, the balance would surely tilt towards the new human principle.

"Hehe, apart from the scientific side, the magician behind the Dead Apostle, the Japanese government's mercenaries such as the Free Magicians can be ignored, and the Holy Church is unable to intervene. The remaining two sides... No, one is the American national force, and the other is the spectator force. Oh, it seems that the Dead Apostle is still a pawn of the spectator."

Without anyone knowing, the chairman sorted out all the parties behind the invasion.

"Since that Dead Apostle can freely enter the mind, let him contribute to the advancement of the experiment. As a Dead Apostle who denies human nature, he is also a good carrier. Let him carry the 'End of the Gods'. Correspondingly, Sirin will be made into a more solid container, sword or fuse."

【@＃￥%*＆......】

"Oh? You said you want her to become... a guardian? No, that's not necessary. I think she has more potential to show before she grows up. Even if we look at her from the perspective of the future, we can't fully see the inner world of Xilin. Her content is not substantial enough. Let's see how she changes after this experiment."

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Imaginary number area.

After returning, Silin was confused and puzzled by meeting the Dead Apostle Jesta. She didn't know Jesta's ability yet.

Instead, Jesta wandered around this fake city, but unfortunately the expression on his face was not very good. This was not the inherent barrier he had imagined, but a realm he had never seen before, the damn human realm.

Dead Apostles are beings that deny human nature. No matter how humans deal with them, as long as they are pure human creations that do not belong to the abnormal science of Academy City, the magic side, or the inner world, it is difficult to hurt them. It can be said to be a restrained relationship, but in this city - he vaguely felt the restrained relationship against himself, against the existence outside of human nature.

This made Jesta feel uneasy for no reason, and then he felt angry and anxious about his own inner reaction.

"Hey, hey! Blood-sucking monster, how did you get in here?"

Jesta turned around and saw the little girl with purple hair. "Haha, little girl, I don't have time to play with you. I deny the existence of human reason and am a true outsider. Or, are you willing to dance with a vampire like me?"

"I--" Xilin exerted force nervously. She probably wanted to use great strength like before, but unfortunately it was a counterattack skill and did not succeed.

Before the atmosphere between the two of them became more tense, a new change occurred -

[Test, test! ——Wow, why is there an extra reaction here? Hey, it didn't show up during the pre-launch just now. Whose mental fluctuations are like mud? ]

It seemed to be a female voice.

[Director Changguang, are you done yet? This black box looks so scary. I don't want to operate it anymore. Please hurry up! ]

This is another male voice.

[Oh, okay, the bottle warehouse is really useless. You only had it for two seconds...Okay, I'll ask the minister - is Minister Mobius here?]

[Changguang, I'm connected all the time. There's no need to use this public frequency band to shout, right? ... Forget it, are the preparations complete? We don't need to exclude the guy who broke in for no reason. It just so happens that he is a denier of human reason, so we can point the 'box' at him. It perfectly meets our experimental needs.]

【…】

Above the city, conversations echoed one after another, leaving Xilin confused.

On the other side, Jesta's face became increasingly ugly.

He was hesitant at first, but soon concluded that this must be the magical power hidden behind Academy City (Jest still didn't understand what abnormal science was). He was set up, no, it seemed like he had walked into a trap.

The evidence is that, from the very beginning, the entire fake city suddenly escaped his perception, and he couldn't get out. Changes were happening rapidly here every minute and every second, as if the 'concentration' of changes in a world were crammed into a small sandbox.

Jesta could no longer get out; he could not escape from a place that was no longer simply a spiritual world.

But the real despair was that a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and black sludge poured down from above his head.

With endless malicious curses.

It seemed as if it wanted to merge into one with him, as if it wanted to devour him completely.

Chapter 362: Great Human Shock

A great curse fell. In the perception of the Dead Apostles, it was only a tiny crack or a tiny opening at first, but after every second, it expanded seemingly without limit, and the black mud-like curse became a world-class scale...

No, from the way I feel, it would be more appropriate to say that it is at the level of being an enemy of the entire world.

Yes, that curse possesses not only quality and quantity, but also a magnificent history. It can be said to be a curse of God that has been passed down from ancient times, a remnant of the Age of Gods, like a great evil that has continued to accumulate in the foundation of human nature as human civilization has developed.

I, a high-ranking Dead Apostle, am like a tiny grain of sand in the face of such a scale (history).

"Why - being hostile to the world (humanity), what kind of foul existence is this?" Jesta felt that he was completely locked in. It was useless. He had been targeted by that thing. No matter where he fled, he would be caught up by the cause and effect. "I am also a denier of human nature. In its eyes, am I a perfect vessel?"

As the black mud rolled down and dripped onto the ground, the city seemed to be caught in a raging storm. The silent atmosphere was torn to pieces, and all the streets, buildings, lights and shadows were boiling and agitated violently, like a great thing that had been activated, a high-level soul that was integrated into one.

But all this was beyond the range of Jesta's sensory detection. He was undoubtedly about to be engulfed by the black mud. The sacred, deadly, crazy, tyrannical, and extremely evil black filled his entire field of vision.

There is not even a glimmer of room for resistance.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! This sense of power that cannot be resisted, this intensity of the rules of foul, even Zu can't match it, where did they get it from? Come to think of it, is that guy (Prelati) in the same group as these people?"

In this prelude to extreme closeness to death, Jesta's mind worked frantically. Unfortunately, he could neither guess that this was the product of six thousand years of accumulation in another world, nor knew that Prelati was actually a pawn of some other existence.

The thoughts kept running. The air and moisture around them were like solidified stone, rigid and immobile.

"Huh?" Jesta suddenly realized that the flow of the black mud had almost stopped, and the air, light... and Ze himself were almost still. "What is this——?"

He couldn't move, but was still thinking. This was definitely not a slowing down or stillness of time, but rather a high-speed field formed by the super-acceleration of thinking.

Has anyone done this? If it was those who used him as a test subject, there would be no need to do this, right?

[Yes, of course they won't do that, poor junior. The experiment is doomed to be unstoppable. I just interfered with your heart before your existence was destroyed.]

A female figure with a rose crowned on her body suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You? ... No, you," Jesta was initially confused about what it was, but soon confirmed the identity of the woman from her words, "You are the fifteenth—"