Temperature Control in Academy City

The buildings in front of us are still sparse, which is a characteristic of the 10th School District.

Natsume-san has memorized maps of most of Academy City's school districts in his head, including the 10th district, of course.

But what's embarrassing is that there are a lot of differences in details between the Tenth District and the map. After crashing into the wall many times, a pilot even managed to take the wrong path.

After taking out his cell phone to reconfirm the location, Natsume suddenly thought of calling the security teachers.

Then she dismissed the idea. It was impossible for the two of them to wait here for the security teachers. That would be too dangerous.

Even if the security teachers are faster, it will still take more than ten minutes. Who knows whether the attackers will have the next batch of people.

However, the incident this time is out of control, and everything is developing in an unknown direction.

"I've thought of it. We can go find Misaka-senpai. She's probably still at the Balloon Hunters' venue."

Suddenly there was a lot of shouting and the girl with a bun became unsteady again, not like a lady from Tokiwadai at all.

But now the girl from Tokiwadai was covered in dust, and was in a state where she might be lectured for an hour by the warden if she stepped into the Tokiwadai student dormitory. So her shouting became less noticeable.

"Although my ability has been severely interfered with, if this interference is through electromagnetic waves, there must be a way for Misaka-senpai to deal with it."

Natsume-san thought for a moment and then spoke.

If we want to continue to find the so-called mastermind, then it is very important to find a way to defend against AIM jammers. We can't always hide in places with dense populations and many buildings.

And it can also improve the relationship between Shokuhou-senpai and Misaka-senpai. The relationship between them is too troublesome.

Natsume Sonoko doesn't want to be caught between them all the time, it's very tiring.

Of course, they can also officially bring Misaka-senpai into their incident handling team to expand their power.

After all, it's about the Misaka sisters, and considering how much Misaka-senpai cares about her, Natsume-san has wanted to tell her about it from the beginning, but he never said it.

"Misaka Mikoto?"

"Although the AIM jammer does use electromagnetic waves, there is an important point. It directly affects the AIM diffusion field that escapes. Misaka-san's electromagnetic barrier may not be able to completely defend against it."

For example, Accelerator will also be affected by this AIM jammer because the electromagnetic waves do not need to touch his skin, but rather touch the force fields that have already escaped from the surface of the body.

This blonde girl, who was also covered in dust and looked very embarrassed, and was full of prejudice against the Railgun, was saying something in a serious manner.

However, his attitude has softened a lot, perhaps because the situation is not very good.

As expected, prejudice is prevalent in the super-powered community.

"Then we just need to increase the range of the electromagnetic barrier. I'm sure Misaka-senpai can do it."

Natsume-san said seriously.

A nature mage, a heavy artilleryman who works part-time as a lightning mage, plus a mind controller, all you need is a MT to complete the dungeon.

Chapter 341 Card

The idea of ​​forming a team lingered in Natsume's mind.

The simple idea that there is strength in numbers is also universally applicable among people with super powers.

However, Natsume only planned to ask Misaka-senpai for help, but had no intention of spreading the matter to other people.

After all, in addition to the danger, this incident may also involve the dark side of Academy City, and Natsume Sonoko doesn't know whether she should tell everyone about those bad things.

The sky was very clear, so clear that no clouds could be seen.

The girl driving the power armor finally broke the toy in her hand, leaving two faint scratches on the concrete ground behind her, just like an old cow digging the ground.

Smiling a little embarrassedly, Natsume climbed down from the powerless drive armor lightly, and in the process caught the second-year junior high school girl who weighed more than 100 kilograms.

Because this blonde senior had been implanted with some nanorobots, she had no strength in her body and was moving with difficulty from the drive armor.

As soon as she landed, the small bag on Shokuhou-senpai's body fell to the ground at some point, and the remote controls fell to the ground.

It feels a bit like the time when you kill monsters in online games and get equipment dropped, although this time the items dropped are things like air conditioner remote controls.

"Shokuhou-senpai, are you okay?"

Blinking her eyes, Natsume said with some concern. It was the first time she was worried about someone else's physical fitness.

I looked behind me with some concern. Good, there were no pursuers nearby.

Instead, some passing students or tourists looked at the two girls climbing down from the drive armor with some curiosity.

So advanced, is this the means of transportation in Academy City? The middle-aged tourist holding a tour brochure thought to himself.

"Shokuhou-senpai, the interference from the AIM jammer seems to have disappeared."

Natsume suddenly said with some surprise, and in order to verify this situation, a water ball half a person's height suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Although this is still the 10th School District, we have already entered a densely populated area. There is also a security branch nearby. If the other party uses the AIM jammer again, it will alert the security guards."

Shokuhou-senpai looked around and spoke softly.

It seems that the other party does not want to conflict with the security guards now, or it seems that the other party is not ready yet.

And there is another possibility. The surrounding buildings have become more dense, and the existence of high-rise buildings has blocked the electromagnetic waves coming from all directions.

In this case, electromagnetic waves in the air are constantly absorbed and reflected, causing the effect of ability interference to be severely weakened.

The effect of ability interference may still exist, but it has been weakened to the extent that it does not affect the normal use of ability.

"Shokuhou-senpai, let's go find Misaka-senpai now. Anyway, let's retreat for now."

"No, we still have to solve the problem of nanorobots first."

A guy with a bun on his head couldn't help but lift his chin and spoke to himself.

In addition to being automatically metabolized, nanorobots can actually be destroyed artificially using some special instruments, but these instruments are certainly not available in most hospitals and research institutes.

In fact, if you want to avoid being located, the simplest way is to find a signal jammer with sufficient power. So, we still have to rely on Senior Misaka.

"Huh? There's this here too."

While Natsume was standing there in a daze, Shokuhou Misaki beside her had already run to a small stall on the roadside, half-knelt down and picked up a strange card.

There are some lines printed on the back of the card, which together look like a simplified CD.

A head popped out from behind Shokuhou Misaki's shoulder, and the two dirty-looking Tokiwadai girls focused their attention on the card.

"Ladies, this is the last one for today. Hurry if you want to buy it."

The smiling boss didn't seem to notice the two men's dirty faces and continued to introduce them enthusiastically.

"Shokuhou-senpai, is there anything special about this thing?"

Seeing that Shokuhou-senpai seemed very concerned, Natsume Sonoko asked in confusion.

"Nothing, I just occasionally noticed that Fanfeng and the others were using it too."

"But based on the functions it demonstrates, it can recreate other people's dreams to some extent."

Shokuhou-senpai shook her head and said, her eyes lingering on the card in her hand for a moment.

Although it has not yet become popular, some people are already selling it openly. Who is actually making this stuff in secret?

Thoughts kept flashing through her head and Shokuhou Misaki put the card back. Now was not the time to think about other things.

"Hey, this thing can experience other people's dreams, it's amazing."

Natsume's pupils widened and he immediately became interested. It sounded very interesting.

If it is a dream, then you can experience many interesting things.

"As long as it records or presents other people's dreams, it must be related to the ability of the psychological system, and it is essentially not much different from brainwashing. But it seems that the brainwashing capacity can only accommodate one dream. The user will not feel brainwashed, but will feel as if they are in the scene."

"We don't know the creator's intention yet, so it's best not to use this kind of card casually."

Shokuhou-senpai stood up and took a certain bun with her so that the curious girl wouldn't go astray.

As a psychological master, her words are undoubtedly authoritative.

"Is that so? It doesn't sound very dangerous."

Natsume's movements paused slightly, and he couldn't help but take a second look at the card.

The original plan to go find Senior Misaka together changed again, as they received a call from Senior Fanfeng halfway through the journey.

At the 7th District's train station, the Queen's Faction members finally arrived and took Shokuhou-senpai away.

Speaking of which, Natsume-san perfectly achieved his predetermined goal and handed over the psychological control of his fat white son to the hands of Senior Fanfeng and the others.

Shokuhou-senpai's environment immediately became safe. Although her location had not been removed, as long as she had the protection of the Queen's Faction, there would be no problem. Moreover, she was in the prosperous Seventh School District.

In the future, Shokuhou-senpai will retrieve the information about the masterminds behind the scenes, and then the task of teaming up with Misaka-senpai will fall on Natsume-san.

Although it was still Natsume's own initiative, he did not receive any clear opposition.

Since the mastermind already knows about Shokuhou-senpai's existence, the original plan is naturally ineffective.

Now, Misaka-senpai's joining will only help them without the risk of disrupting their plans.

But before that, Natsume planned to change into a set of sportswear because the one she was wearing was too dirty, and her competition was about to start in the afternoon.

"Natsume-san, I've already got it for you."

At the entrance to the student dormitory at Tokiwadai, the girl with twin buns, Shigefuku Shoho, spoke with a bit of rapid breathing.

I had just finished the first game in the afternoon when I received a call for help from a guy with a bun, asking him to help get spare sportswear from school.

Chapter 342 Triangle

"Natsume-san, why are you like this?"

"It was an accident. I ran into some trouble when I was accompanying a senior student back."

"So that's how it is. But the matron is in the hall."

"It's no problem. The dorm matron's abilities are limited."

After expressing her sincere gratitude to Shigefuku, Natsume Sonoko prepared to go around from the back of the student dormitory.

She knew the geographical location of her own student dormitory very well, and the numerous security facilities were of no use to her, so Natsume Sonoko could always sneak back to her dormitory.

Because of the Daihastari Festival, the dorm supervisor seemed particularly excited today, so Natsume didn't dare to go directly through the main gate.

In order to deal with special situations like today, Natsume often forgets to close the windows.

Natsume Sonoko tiptoed down from the window and landed steadily next to the desk, holding a spare set of sportswear in her hand.

Thanks to Shigefuku's help, Natsume didn't have any major problems with his time management. Now he just needs to take care of his manners and speed to the competition venue, and everything will be back to normal.

As for the matter of finding Misaka-senpai to form a team, we can find a way to solve it now.

While trying to clean the dust off his body, Natsume-san's cell phone had already dialed Misaka-san's number.

"Is my luck today considered good or bad? But since I was able to successfully find Shokuhou-senpai, it should be considered good."

He took off the amulet from his neck and carefully placed the Quatai ornament on his elbow on the cabinet.

It seems that people always think about something when taking a bath. Natsume Sonoko kept thinking about today's fortune in her head.

But it has nothing to do with the fortune-telling on TV programs. There is no such thing as a TV in her room.

"Moshimoshi, this is Misaka Mikoto, I can't answer the phone at the moment..."

The water from the shower head poured over my head, washing away the annoying dust.

Natsume-san couldn't help but blink when he heard the voice coming from the phone.

I almost forgot that you are not allowed to bring irrelevant items into the competition, and the Balloon Hunter competition lasts for a long time, so it should not be over yet.

"With Misaka-senpai here, we'll definitely be first in the Balloon Hunter event."

"Then I'll wait until the game is over before I go find Misaka-senpai. My game is about to start. It feels so troublesome, so many things are piled up at the same time. The Daihastar Festival is already busy enough."

The shower water was a perfect temperature.

No matter how hot the water was, it would become warm and comfortable when it reached Natsume's skin. However, her mind had drifted to who knows where, and her face looked dull and stupid, with no indication of what was on her mind.

"But do I really have the heart to compete? After all, something like this has happened and everyone, including Misaka-senpai, is still in danger."

Natsume thought about the incident of a certain blonde senior girl shifting the blame, and also thought about the fact that the first game in the afternoon was the most troublesome borrowing race, and the balance in his heart was slowly tilting.