Temperature Control in Academy City

She didn't need any hostages, she just wanted to prevent the girl in front of her from attracting that guy's attention.

After all, the surface world is different from the dark world. Flanda also has her own normal life and social circle. The number of acquaintances she contacts all year round is as high as four digits. She also has a younger sister who she must take care of, and she does not want to destroy her surface life.

But many things are beyond her control, and she has to deal with all kinds of dangers and enemies brought to her by life in the Anbu at all times.

Because if you are not careful, you may lose your life at any time, just like those people she had dealt with before.

"Ha~~"

The next second, Riri Saotome felt her body relax, and the other party's palm had been retracted.

However, the blonde girl's body was firmly attached to the inflatable panda doll, as if she was ready for battle.

"Big crisis, why did I meet that guy here?"

"If I attract the attention of the Eighth Person here, I will definitely be sent to the security building. Or I may be secretly followed by him and the location of my base will be exposed..."

Flanda murmured to herself, with an unwilling expression on her face.

Not only did he fail to buy the canned mackerel he wanted today, but he also encountered an opponent he had encountered before. That battle ended with the Anbu's 'tools' being completely defeated.

According to some intelligence analysis, the eighth is a superior superpower who can compete with the first, and he has a twisted personality, is vindictive and holds grudges. No less than ten people have been sent to the security building.

Although the previous few encounters were not head-on confrontations between them, judging from the fact that Takitsubo and Kinuhata were sent to the security building together, the eighth place at that time had a strong dominance over them.

Even if Mai Ye came, he might not be able to defeat the eighth place whose record is becoming more and more terrifying according to the intelligence.

"No, Mugino is the strongest."

Thinking of something, Flanda suddenly clenched her hands and a determined look appeared on her face.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Also, is there any misunderstanding between you and Natsume-san?"

Blinking, Riri Saotome stretched out her hand and shook it in front of the other person's eyes a few times. This person was becoming more and more strange.

However, it can be seen that the person the other party is avoiding is indeed Natsume, whom he knows.

Natsume is so kind and gentle, and like Misaka-senpai, she doesn't have the airs of a person with super powers.

"It's not important. Just pretend you didn't see me."

Flanda gritted her teeth and couldn't help but say.

Even if she was the eighth, she would be helpless against the rich experience of the Anbu members in escaping. She was not without any chance.

"Hello, Saten-san. Is this your friend?"

Natsume Sonoko poked her head out from the side of the panda doll and looked at the two girls who were discussing something with a curious look on her face.

It was easy for her to find someone nearby.

Although I don't know what happened, it seems that the two of them seem to be very good friends.

"It's Natsume-san."

Hearing the voice, Saten-san couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Franda, who was standing next to her, froze and hurriedly pushed her beret down a little, and put several of her dolls behind her.

"Yes, it's my new friend."

She was stunned for a moment when she looked at Flanda, as if she didn't even know her name. But then, Riri Saten nodded vigorously, and received Flanda's grateful look.

What’s going on? Does Natsume-san not know the other person at all? I don’t know what this blonde girl is so nervous about.

But this also made Saten relax. It was a good thing that nothing happened.

"Um, have we met somewhere before?"

Suddenly tilting his head, Natsume also felt that the girl in the beret in front of him looked familiar.

"You've definitely got the wrong person. I'm actually a transfer student from a distant foreign country. And I just transferred to Campus City not long ago. My favorite food is mackerel that tastes like my hometown."

Flanda immediately stuck out her tongue, put her smooth white fist against her temple, and gave a non-threatening smile.

I originally wanted to dance a dance from my hometown to gain her trust, but she seemed to believe me immediately. She was an easy-to-please young lady.

"Oh, sorry. I can't really tell foreigners apart. They all look the same."

"You know, many people have this problem."

After receiving a negative answer from the other party, Natsume-san said a little embarrassedly.

In fact, the usually lazy Bun-haired girl had no interest in verifying the truth of the other party's words.

There are indeed some students from foreign countries in Academy City, but their number is not that large compared to the people from the island country.

Chapter 444: Shameless

"That's great, this is a really great development, and we finally got out of the crisis smoothly."

"But we can't relax now."

The girl named Flanda walked side by side with the two men, pursing her lips slightly. However, she seemed to have some kind of rejection and kept a social distance of more than 20 centimeters between them.

She originally wanted to say goodbye immediately and stay away from this place of trouble, but as soon as she thought that the other party might follow her back to the Anbu base, Frenda had to suppress the thought in her mind and carefully collect the existing information to discern the other party's true intentions.

But all this seems to be in vain, a waste of my time.

No matter how you look at it, the seemingly threatening young lady is actually completely unguarded, with her weak back left exposed without a care in the world.

Moreover, the other party did not even do basic intelligence gathering, let alone trying to get any information about "props" from me indirectly.

And the argument that one can't remember what foreigners look like made Frenda speechless. Is her presence so low? She clearly appeared in the first few chapters.

Having said that, the eighth person must have discovered something, but he just believed her words casually and was nervous for nothing.

"Ah, why can such a person become a superpower? It's really unfair."

"You can't even remember your opponent's appearance, lack basic vigilance, and are so keen on gossip..."

After silently complaining a few words, Flanda had her first proper contact with this person with super powers. However, after the contact, she found that the other party was just an ordinary junior high school student.

He was even more talkative than the average junior high school student, chatting about all kinds of urban legends and Indian poker all the way, and even she was forced to express her opinion.

"Using Indian poker made by the same person for a long time will cause obvious mood swings and auditory hallucinations."

“Is this rumor popular now?”

Stepping on the solid stone floor, Natsume's originally light steps suddenly slowed down. He turned around and looked at Saten in surprise.

This probably confirmed what Shokuhou-senpai had previously believed to be the brainwashing function.

"It's very popular, so everyone is now avoiding long-term use of playing cards made by a single gifted dreamer. Of course, some people don't take it seriously, because some cards made by gifted dreamers are really popular."

"It's like someone is talking in your ear, telling you what to do, and someone else's ideas are occupying your head."

"But this is unavoidable. Indian Poker is all about other people's dreams. As long as it happens too many times, your thoughts and ideas will of course be influenced by that person."

Nodding involuntarily, Saten-san said seriously that he was very familiar with the current rumors about Indian Poker.

Although they are some gossips and rumors, they are more like some rules of use.

This kind of informal thing has no instructions for use and no after-sales service. The official of Academy City has not done anything so far. Some basic rules are almost all summarized and summarized by existing users.

"Even frequently using cards with fixed themes can have a similar effect. If you keep using cards full of destruction and violence, you may actually be driven by violent thoughts."

Saten-san continued to add.

Especially if you choose dream cards that match your own personality and ideas, it will increase the paranoid part of your personality and emotions. Once this kind of emotion gets out of control, it will cause serious consequences and endanger yourself and the people around you.

In fact, nothing will happen to students who have a little common sense, but some students who lack self-control and backbone can be easily affected.

As soon as he finished speaking, even Flanda came over curiously this time. It was the first time for her to hear such a term about Indian poker.

Although Mugino did not stop them from using Indian Poker, he was obviously very sensitive to this kind of thing that might invade the brain. As for whether other people in the Anbu used it, it is not clear.

Natsume, a classmate standing by, seemed to be thinking about something. She had just witnessed an incident that might be related to this statement.

It is very easy to obtain evidence. All you have to do is find Shirai-san or Yomikawa-sensei and ask the criminal for his confession.

Therefore, Natsume's previous premonition was basically correct. This thing really looks like the Fantasy Hand that we encountered last time, and it has a wider range of spread and a greater impact.

Thinking of this, Natsume felt uncomfortable all over.

This is most likely another case of technology being abused. No wonder Shokuhou-senpai's reaction seemed so dramatic before.

"But speaking of Indian Poker, you're using it, too, Saten-san."

Suddenly reacting, Natsume-san said with some worry.

It would be bad if Saten-san was also affected, so she would have to intervene.

"Since I didn't have much of a budget, I only bought skill-based Indian poker. This type of poker has been specially intercepted, and only the part introducing the skills is retained, so even if the idea of ​​the gifted dreamer remains, it is only a scattered part."

"Besides, these cards are not interesting at all. Instead, they are boring to use, so not many people like them."

Her face turned red as Saten spoke a little embarrassedly.

Unlike Natsume, who is in pseudo-poverty and becomes a rich woman the next month, Riri Saten, who only receives a scholarship for people with disabilities, is a truly poor girl. This is the difficult life that Natsume has never experienced.

Although the scholarships provided by Academy City would not cause the incompetent to starve to death, it was completely impossible to have enough spare money. Unless one asked for help from family members in the outside world, and then exchanged the outside yen for the yen circulating in Academy City.

The young ladies of Tokiwadai and the ordinary students of Zhachuan Junior High School have very different views on money. You can imagine how shameless Natsume was to steal the black tea and milk from the Discipline Committee 177th Branch.

"Skill cards?"

Natsume-san muttered quietly, feeling a little curious.

"For example, skill cards like pen spinning, poker magic, and whistling are basically C-level cards. S-level cards like teaching fighting or shooting are hard to come by." Saten answered softly.

If skills and knowledge could be replicated in bulk, the value of such cards would be completely different.

Unfortunately, the capacity of this kind of card is not large, and it can only hold some skills with less information. For example, fighting probably only teaches a few moves, and it is impossible to become a fighting master immediately, but you can roughly master this part of fighting skills.

Chapter 445 Norwegian Mackerel

Science and technology are the cornerstones of social development, and this is particularly evident in the scientific world represented by Academy City.

Even if there is some conspiracy or hidden danger behind Indian Poker, or it is simply a product targeting people with special abilities, it represents a foreseeable bright future.

Students can easily learn knowledge and skills through various instruments and props without relying on traditional teaching methods. They only need to keep superpower development classes, practical classes and physical education classes, and most of the cramming-style cultural classes and even life courses can be completely replaced by this kind of technology.

You don’t need to sit in your seat day after day. You can just put it lightly on your head and finish the class while you sleep.

Whenever she thought of that beautiful future, Natsume's body would become excited. That was her ideal world.

Sleeping in class, shopping, eating and playing games after class, this is what it should be like in the scientific age. Moreover, sleeping more can promote metabolism, which is most beneficial to the development of adolescent girls like her.

However, considering the negative factors and capacity limitations of Indian Poker, as well as the lack of strong regulatory measures, it is impossible at least while Natsume is studying.

“Such a future must exist.”

Stretching out five fingers, facing the scorching sun hanging high in the sky, the girl with complicated thoughts muttered to herself.

The technology derived from their bodies will one day make the world a better place, rather than just bring sadness and terror.

After walking through the shopping street and the Citizens' Garden, you can still see the iconic building without doors and windows when you look up.

At first, Natsume was just planning to send Saten back to the dormitory for students at Sagawa Junior High School, but later, for some reason, the foreign girl followed them.

However, Natsume Sonoko is a person who likes to make friends, so she does not reject the other person's existence. She obviously regards the other person as a friend of Saten.

But Saten-san seemed to be hesitant to speak, his eyes lingering between the two of them, and in the end, he said nothing.

If Natsume knew that this girl in the beret was just an irrelevant person who appeared out of nowhere, he would be able to understand how Riri Saotome felt.

It's like you clearly feel something is wrong, but you have to pretend that everything is normal. It's really hard.

The shade of the hanging trees cast mottled spots of light, and the brand new rattan chairs on the roadside meant that the public facilities in Academy City were well maintained.

Although they were still some distance away from the student dormitory of Zhachuan Middle School, several people suddenly stopped.

The beret girl treated the three girls, who hid under the dense shade of the trees, licking the ice cream in their hands with different thoughts in their minds.

Both the fake poor girl and the real poor girl are very happy. As long as someone treats them, they can smile. Happiness in life is that simple.

"Well, then it should be Senior Severon."

Somewhat suddenly realized, a guy with a meatball hairstyle said with great concern, the three-color meatball-shaped ice cream in his hand shook a few times.

Yes, foreigners always put their surnames at the end and their given names at the beginning, which is very different from here. But she was used to calling her "senior" on weekdays, so she didn't realize this at first.