Tokyo Doomsday, I Have a Soul Manual

Nearly a thousand common and fine props were consumed, and the impurities were removed and integrated into the mix.

Got the weapon I have now.

[Name: Extreme Black Bamboo Cut]

[Level: Level 3]

[Quality: Myth]

[Sharp: Level 4]

[Evaluation: The ultimate sharpness may be able to cut through the armor of gods. ]

After Su Po recognized the concept of the so-called first-level patroller.

The weapon's data panel no longer displays the slightly ambiguous sharpness data, but the level.

Although Black Bamboo Cut is only a third-level equipment.

But by sacrificing all other superfluous capabilities are eliminated.

It has reached a sharpness that can cause damage to a fourth-level strongman.

That's right, including Yukino Shindong and Dragonborn who were previously attached to it, everything was picked out.

In addition, it also incorporates the essence of the one thousand props.

Well...Su Po hasn't even become a first-level patroller yet.

Yet he holds such a precious weapon in his hand.

To be honest, if he meets other patrollers in the circle he can contact now.

Using the current black bamboo cutting and swordsmanship, I might be able to kill him directly like chopping melons and vegetables.

Of course, the Snow Noon Winter and other characteristics that were picked out were not wasted and were integrated into another item.

At this time, it is stuffed in the barrier space waiting to be used.

"Woohoo... I can finally go to the next world."

Su Po stood there eager to try and stretched his tight body.

No one paid any attention to the dull ring that was the only decoration on her finger.

It took a full year of practice.

He had forgotten how he felt when he saw the prompt to get the barrier reward.

And... the feeling of reaping lives personally.

However, you can't go there right away.

For a present world where just one second had passed, he would still have to stay here for more than ten hours.

"Just for fun..."

Su Bo's mind moved slightly.

The familiar black manual appeared, and his eyes swept over the familiar girls.

Esdeath, Yukino Yukinoshita, Akame, Leone, Hoshino Ai, Kitagawa Umi.

Just a few of you.

immediately.

The room was filled with a white mass.

The beautiful girls appeared after a long absence.

Well, the moment they appeared.

Su Po pounced on him with red eyes.

To be honest, when I was in the [Spiritual Time Integration Capsule House].

In order to make the best use of this mythical item.

He practiced hard for a whole year.

There was no rest or enjoyment in between.

In other words, he hasn't touched these two-dimensional girls for a whole year.

Now, take this time to vent.

...

...

"The assessment mission world is a world where you are alone?"

"A Certain Scientific Railgun... The world view is quite large, and seems to be connected to a certain magical index, but the mission seems a bit simple. Well, let's go and take a look first."

Su Po was somewhat unhappy that it was another single-player mission world.

So far, he has only met the apprentice patrollers of Hoshino Ai Sekai.

And they are all shockingly weak.

Make sense.

I really want to meet other people.

It would be best to have a fight to see the difference in strength between the two.

179: A Certain Magical Index

Academy City, District 7, Zhachuan Middle School.

During the break, in a seat in Class 1-D, a girl with long black hair was lying on the table idly. She had a five-petal white plum-shaped flower ornament on her head, and was wearing a white sailor suit and a wheel-pleated skirt. Her slender, straight and white legs were dangling under the table, and she was wearing a pair of black leather shoes.

Her name is Saten Ruiko. She is one of the most ordinary people in the Academy City with a population of more than two million.

The kind of person who would never be noticed by anyone even in a crowd.

Well, the reason is that she is a powerless person.

That's right, Academy City, where nearly 80% of the population are students, actually exists to develop students' superpowers. Everyone has some superpowers that can be used, even if they are of a lower level. For example, her best friend, Hatsuharu Shiki, is a person with the lowest level of superpowers, who can maintain a constant temperature of objects she touches.

"Shiri-chan, look, that transfer student is daydreaming again."

Riri Saten was lying on the table, her hands reaching forward in a strange and subtle manner, and while speaking, she grabbed the skirt of Hatsuharu Shiki who was reading a book attentively.

She lifted up her skirt without paying any attention to the serious environment around her.

"Well!!!"

However, Hatsuharu Shiori was immediately alerted. The girl sitting in front of Saten Ruiko's cheeks turned red instantly, and she quickly reached out to hold down her skirt to prevent it from being lifted up by her.

"Tear, don't do this..."

She turned around with a slightly angry expression and looked at the somewhat lazy Saten Ruiko behind her.

Although the two are very good friends, Riri Saotome has a bad habit of lifting her skirt, and she still hasn't changed it even after being told countless times.

Hatsuharu Shikiri is a very childish girl with slightly red cheeks that makes her look particularly shy. Her narrow shoulders and delicate figure make her look pitiful. She wears the same school uniform as Saten Ruiko, and a large flower ornament with roses, hibiscus, hibiscus, cosmos and other flowers on her short black hair. Her voice is quite sweet when she speaks, and even when she is angry, it sounds like she has candy in her mouth.

"Okay."

Saten Ruiko smiled and looked up at her.

Then, after the play, the two of them quietly moved their eyes back. Well, in the last row of the classroom, near the window, sat a quiet boy with flowing black hair and a nearly perfect face. He was wearing the summer uniform of Zhachuan Middle School, which was a white shirt with black trousers and leather shoes.

The simple clothes worn by the boy reveal a unique charm that other boys in the class do not have. In short, he is very charming.

To be honest, the girls who were peeking at this boy at this moment were not just Saten Ruiko and Hatsuharu Shiri, almost all the girls in the class were secretly looking at him, with the innocence that only girls can have in their eyes.

The boy's name is Su Po.

Foreigners come from the other side of Japan.

I transferred to Zhachuan Middle School two days ago.

It is said that it came in through special channels and is very mysterious.

He seems to have very strong abilities.

However, it has not been tested or published.

No one knows his abilities and level.

He is surrounded by a mysterious aura, and he is a relatively rare international student in Academy City. Most importantly, he is so handsome. He is simply perfect.

Of course.

Many girls were extremely curious about him.

"Shiri-chan, I heard from Taiga and the others that yesterday, Konan was cornered by some hooligans outside and was nearly attacked when she was saved by this new transfer student. Well, according to what Konan said, it seemed that he just stretched out one finger and sent those hooligans flying."

"I feel that, no matter what, this rumor has too much of a filter from Xiaonan. How could someone be that strong?"

"Does Xiaonan think he's a psychic?"

Saten Ruiko covered her mouth and whispered to Hatsuharu Shikiri while watching.

The people with special abilities in Academy City are divided into five levels: lv1 low-ability people, lv2 special-ability people, lv3 strong-ability people, lv4 great-ability people, and lv5 super-ability people.

Among them, there are only seven people with super powers in the entire Academy City, and they are truly the ones standing at the top.

Of course.

These legendary figures are simply legendary figures like in the Arabian Nights to the ordinary students of Zhachuan Middle School in the Seventh District.

Well, as for those people with super powers, you can only see them occasionally on TV.

Just as Saten Ruiko and Hatsuharu Shikiri were talking.

A pretty good-looking girl with a black ponytail suddenly came up to Su Bo with a lunch box wrapped in a pink handkerchief. Blushing, she carefully handed the lunch box to the boy who seemed to be resting with his eyes closed. Summoning up her courage, she said, "Su... Su Bo, this is the lunch box I made. Thank you so much for the day before yesterday. Can we have lunch together today?"

The girl who made such a bold move that was almost a confession was none other than Konan mentioned by Saten Ruiko.

At this moment, in the seemingly calm class, there are actually countless pairs of eyes, all looking at the shy Xiaonan and the indifferent Su Bo with an expression of watching the fun.

"No, I just picked it up that day. Thank you for your kindness. I brought..."

The boy named Su Bo put his hand into the table pocket and took out a lunch box that was half the size of the table, declining the kindness of the girl named Xiaonan.

His behavior was tantamount to a polite refusal.

Then, there were sighs of relief from the women around.

The girl named Konan ran away crying, holding the bento she had carefully prepared in her arms.

This is what it's like when a confession fails. You feel so embarrassed that no matter how tactful the other person is, they can only run away quickly.

Otherwise, you will become a waste under the gazes of countless people around you.

"He didn't lie like those scumbags. Instead, he expressed his wishes directly. I feel like he must be a good person."

The sweet voice of Hatsuharu Shiri, as if there was candy in her mouth, slowly sounded.

"Um......"

However, Riri Saotome's expression was somewhat subtle.

She looked at the scene in front of her.

It is indeed the same as what Hatsuharu Shikiri analyzed.

But I always feel like something is wrong.

"But my intuition tells me that he is definitely a very philandering man, the kind of person who will harm many young girls, and... I always feel a little scary."

“It makes people not want to get close.”

Riri Saotome shuddered without him even trying.

She didn't know why, even though the boy in front of her hadn't done anything bad, she had this impression.

"Hey, don't make such an impolite stereotype just because he's handsome."

Next to her, Hatsuharu Shikiri complained mercilessly.

"Are you also tempted?"