Temperature Control in Academy City

Only when she maintained a secret and safe distance could her advantage gradually be maximized. However, the girl's mind was bound by something, and even her own abilities were mostly restrained by her eye injuries and the captive girls. She was in a very bad state and could not make so many classmates lose their ability to resist in a short period of time.

"Strictly speaking, calling people is the most cost-effective way."

"After all, I really don't know much about things like fighting, so it's best to let the experts handle it."

He raised his eyebrows and thought of a plan. Natsume-san always chose the simplest way in such matters. According to the movement speed of a certain justice execution girl, it would take about three minutes to arrive.

Considering that Shirai sometimes ignores the entrance and exit of the school garden and saves time on clocking in, the other party should be even faster.

The most important thing is that Shirai-san was there to handle the crisis, which made it easier for Natsume Sonoko to handle the situation.

"This is the Discipline Committee."

"I ask you to cooperate with the investigation on charges of harming a criminal in flagrante delicto and abusing your abilities. Although I don't know what happened, it's really infuriating to see it like this."

A serious voice sounded around, and then a girl with twin ponytails wearing a discipline committee shield armband appeared in the middle of the crowd.

Shirai-san arrived faster than expected, probably because she happened to be near the school garden.

The girl named Shirai Kuroko shot out several special steel needles from her hands, instantly subduing an attacker girl who was ready to attack, and nailed her and her clothes to the walls around her.

After receiving a call for help from one of her teammates, Shirai Kuroko, who was handling other cases, hurried back to school. However, what surprised her was that such a school-wide security incident had occurred in the school, and even the security personnel stationed in the research institute near the school seemed to be delayed for some reason.

However, even if it is your own classmates, if they do something wrong they must be investigated and punished. This is probably the most basic justice.

"By the way, where is Natsume-san?"

After just looking around for a while, Shirai found himself surrounded by a group of girls, but he did not notice the girl who called him over.

As if she had thought of something, an expression of dissatisfaction appeared on her face.

However, not far from her, Hokaze Junko, who had stood up again, also held back a lot of people. With the addition of Shirai, the situation on both sides became briefly balanced.

There was gradually more movement outside the faction building. The Shokuhou faction members who were trapped in the gymnasium finally broke free from their restraints and subdued the attackers who were roaming around them.

A noble girl holding a folding fan gently touched her chin and followed the members of the Shokuhou faction into the building in shock.

Several embarrassed Tokiwadai girls were nailed to the corridor of the faction building, and several girls were half-hanging in the air by the cyclone, which looked particularly strange and weird.

At the invitation of Kuchihashiko-senpai, Mitsuko, who accidentally helped the Shokuhou faction, happily went to the faction building to help.

Just now, the married Guangzi, who was enjoying a quiet afternoon at school, chose to join the battle. She then blew the door of the gymnasium into the sky and said that she would compensate for the demolished gymnasium.

As a gentle gust of wind swept through, an attacker girl was pinned to the ground and was nailed to the ground by Shirai Kuroko who arrived immediately afterwards, unable to get up.

With the simple cooperation of a bun-haired girl who was nowhere to be found, Shirai Kuroko made full use of her outstanding close combat talent, which gave her a unique advantage in dealing with criminals.

Just when he was about to take out his steel needles from his leggings, he found that the dozens of steel needles he had prepared had been used up, and the several pairs of handcuffs he was wearing to restrain people with special abilities had also been used up. He had no choice but to stand up and prepare to look for his next target.

However, when she looked back, she found that Hojo Ayane, the suspected leader of the attackers, had been completely suppressed by a purple-haired princess, and the battle was finally over.

Faced with the powerful destructive power that reached the level of a psychic, Hojo Ayari was unable to resist such a huge destructive power and was instantly knocked away. Many parts of her body suffered muscle spasms due to the severe load brought by the clockwork bandages, and then she was completely surrounded by the large army of the Shokuhou faction that arrived.

"Honokaze-san, I saw everything you did to protect me."

"This kind of protection gives me a sense of security."

Shokuhou Misaki opened her eyes involuntarily, with a faint smile on her lips. She looked directly at the panting girl beside her, then stretched comfortably in Fanfeng's arms.

"Oh, Queen, I..."

Fanfeng Runzi, whose face turned red after hearing the queen's words, finally stammered out a few simple words, and then hurriedly put down the queen in her arms, with an embarrassed look on her face.

This made Miss Ghost, who had been flying over his head, feel a little disappointed.

Xiaorun, your current performance is really terrible. Where has your previous destructive impulse gone? Don't let inexplicable praise go to your head.

"But, there are some things that really make people pay attention, it really is Indian Poker."

The fragments about the strong light in her head were completely deleted, and the queen gradually returned to normal, but she was still a little weak. In addition to the strong light traps rooted in her memory, Shokuhou Misaki also read something else, that is, the other party used Indian poker, and her inner thoughts were distorted to a certain extent.

Moreover, this accident also made Shokuhou Misaki alert and cautious. That is, she can no longer read other people's memories casually, even if she is just reading the surface memory, until she can be sure that the memory in the other person's head does not pose a threat to her.

In this case, she might have to build a secondary brain that specifically helps her filter memories, to specifically select and withstand this kind of memory-level attacks.

Or perhaps some formulas could be created to review memory, but they would obviously not be as effective and direct as the secondary brain.

Chapter 463: The Queen's Heartbeat

Shokuhou Misaki was thinking about some countermeasures, her expression was calm yet full of confusion.

For her, creating a secondary brain is as easy as eating and drinking. She just needs to pass the relevant memories through the third person's head and then detect the other person's status. There is no cost at all.

But this was also what made her feel conflicted. After all, she was not selfish enough to let others pay for her own safety. She was thinking about whether she should piece together some early warning formulas for reading memories and use them first.

For example, when reading memories, let the other person recall the memory first, and use psychological suggestion and truth-telling ability to understand the other person's recent experiences and further confirm the degree of memory pollution.

This may take more time, but at least it is more secure.

However, establishing memory review is relatively secondary. The plump blonde girl focused more on Indian poker.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the broken glass pieces reflected the delicate soft light. In the air mixed with the sweat and blood of the girls from Tokiwadai, only the winner was still standing and breathing.

Shokuhou-senpai's body was limply draped over Hokaze Junko's. She stood weakly, severely lacking the youthful energy of an adolescent girl.

She tilted her head and looked at the messy faction building, then immediately looked at a certain location where space was moving, as if she was sighing that he was worthy of being the person she once had her eyes on, but unfortunately he stood on Misaka-san's side.

In fact, this was probably the first time she faced the impact of Indian Poker so directly, and it even made her soul tremble.

This tremor was certainly not due to the fear of the so-called attack or the mastermind behind the attack, but rather due to the huge interests hidden behind Indian Poker, a huge interest that was within her reach.

Because of this attack, the possibility was put right in front of her, which made her breathe faster.

Shokuhou Misaki's eyes moved around, and she looked at the classmates who were in abnormal states and were controlled with an uncertain expression. An evil thought appeared in her head.

The Indian Poker was not just a demon unleashed by others, bewitching a large number of empty, spineless souls. Likewise, when Shokuhou Misaki discovered that she could also use this power, everything was different.

In fact, as long as Shokuhou Misaki is willing, she can completely launch an Indian poker of her own, because she is the most perfect talented dreamer.

As long as she wanted, she could disguise her formulas as hot-selling dreams and spread them to every corner of Academy City.

Although it is impossible to achieve the level of brainwashing or personality change, because that would exceed the capacity limit of the card, it is enough to implant some basic instructions or hints. She can still use it to secretly control all those who have used the card and thoroughly distribute her spies throughout the Academy City.

There is no comparison between her own fanatical fan, Hokaze Junko, and an expert on the brain like her.

If she had been the one to create the previous Quata Paradise, a certain railgun could be secretly affected by her if it wasn't paying attention, and she could also easily bypass the opponent's electromagnetic barrier. Thinking of this, the lazy blonde girl's heart beat fast.

"But that kind of thing has crossed my bottom line."

"If that card was just a simple brainwashing card, I might be happy to spread it all over the Academy City. But it's not. It's most likely a tool used by the Artificial Workshop to develop abilities. Therefore, this kind of thing must be restricted."

Suddenly shaking her head, Shokuhou Misaki struggled to squeeze the evil thought out of her mind, opened her mouth wide and tried to take a few more breaths. Obviously, in the choice between her heart and her desires, she chose the one that leaned towards her heart. If a certain bun-haired girl had the same awareness as her own Shokuhou-senpai, then Shirai wouldn't have to worry about her future.

In Academy City, developing abilities at will can lead to death. This is no joke. The essence of developing abilities is to develop the brain, the most sophisticated and important part of the human body.

There are countless accidents caused by developing abilities, and there are many people with abilities that have suffered brain damage during development. Especially for the development targets of this kind of card, most of them are people whose personal reality and abilities tend to be stable, so the risks involved are unacceptable.

Shokuhou Misaki has planted a large number of spies in Academy City and has vests that can be used at any time. She obviously has no mental or moral cleanliness, or perhaps her instinct for self-preservation forces her to choose to spread her influence.

However, once she encounters a situation that will cause irreversible mental damage to the person being controlled, or even affect the other person's life, this senior student becomes extremely serious.

In fact, in addition to the simple dream reproduction and brainwashing functions, this kind of card will gradually affect the user's aim field and personal reality. In the former artificial room, the former is even just impurities and waste brought by this technology. It has to be said that Shokuhou Misaki's concerns are very accurate.

Although Shokuhou Misaki didn't know the specific details, the technology derived from the artificial room was enough to make people pay 100% attention to it.

"Queen, are you okay?"

With the influx of more Shokuhou faction members, the space in the faction building seemed increasingly crowded.

The senior student Kuchihashiko who was at the front suddenly stopped, and curious eyes fell on the two girls who were supporting each other. Noticing that most of the clothes on Hokaze Junko were burned due to excessive use of the Tianyi dress, the girls who came up to her were stunned.

I didn't expect Lord Fanfeng to be so wild... and bold. It really shows that you can't judge a person by his appearance.

"What's the situation? Are there any active members of the attackers?"

Noticing the arrival of Kuchihashiko and the others, a girl with princess curly hair immediately asked.

At this time, Fanfeng Runzi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense spirit began to relax. Fortunately, Miss Ghost had been helping to relieve the pressure on her brain, so she was not troubled by the headache to the point of being unable to speak normally.

However, she seemed not to notice her terrible condition in all aspects, and instead immediately began to deal with the follow-up effects of the attack.

This was probably the second in command of the Shokuhou faction's consciousness, she had to handle the faction's affairs for the queen. A certain blonde girl stood aside with a sore back, listened for a while and then went to lie down on the sofa in a nearby classroom, without any consciousness that she was the queen of the faction.

I'm really tired. Let me take a rest first. Fanfeng and the others are here anyway.

"How did you get into this state?"

The bun-haired girl who had handed over the prisoner sat quietly in the corner of the faction building, while Shirai Kuroko carefully helped her put eye drops in.

She has extensive experience in emergency treatment of various wounds, including eye burns and temporary blindness.

"This is just an emergency treatment. It's best to go to the hospital for a check-up."

Looking at the other person's red eyes, Shirai Kuroko said with some concern.

Although sometimes she doesn't like this guy who is competing with her for her elder sister, Shirai Kuroko still cares a lot when he gets hurt.

Chapter 464: Living Quietly

Putting school matters aside, she didn't need to worry about the various troubles there for the time being.

In fact, Natsume, who lacks experience in handling general affairs, doesn't even know how to count the losses and appease people, and his role is probably equivalent to that of a humanoid mascot. In this respect, he is completely inferior to a senior sister, Junko Hokaze, who commands with confidence and has the demeanor of a general.

Even the powerful and well-organized Shokuhou Clan cannot be without a capable leader like Hokaze Junko. After all, the queen of the Clan is a complete loser who only cares about what is provided for her.

This kind of useless life made a certain girl with a bun very envious. She also wanted to live such a happy life, and her eyes turned red with envy.

But she was too lazy to form any faction, because once she did, she would inevitably have to compete with Shokuhou-senpai and the others. Also, she lacked the patience to manage a faction unless she found a helper like Hokaze-senpai or something.

Back to the point, after some simple emergency treatment, Natsume was sent to a university hospital that her twin-tailed classmates often went to, while the infirmary on Tokiwadai campus had some problems due to the previous chaos.

The doctors here also make Natsume feel at ease, because this is the territory of that handsome doctor, and Natsume has a good impression of everyone who has helped him.

Sitting obediently on the small bench in the hospital department, Natsume has rich experience in seeing patients.

There is no need for Natsume to do things like registering and swiping cards. She is just a pitiful, disabled patient now, so it is up to Shirai to take care of all the running around.

The hem of her grey pleated skirt neatly covered her knees, and her thin Tokiwadai sweater was not folded at all. Even with her eyes closed, she looked exceptionally peaceful and gentle. From a distance, she looked like a real young lady.

Under the high standards and strict requirements of her dorm supervisor and Natsume's own personal example, her image as a young lady has finally taken shape, and she has taken another step towards excellence.

But the two little hands, which had nowhere to put, started to make some small movements, and several fingers couldn't help hooking each other, looking like they were very idle.

I had my arm bandaged just a week ago, but I didn't expect to be in the hospital again so soon. Life is so unpredictable.

Fortunately, she was not the most frequent visitor to the hospital, she just came more often than the average person, so she had the chance to visit the ghost-chasing doctor.

However, while waiting, Natsume Sonoko would usually go to see what was going on over there with Reiko to avoid being too bored.

It turns out that Reiko was basking in the sun with Misaka 9982.

These days are really leisurely. I really envy those who don’t have to go to school.

Sighing, Natsume always has many unrealistic fantasies about his life, so just pretend that you have seen nothing.

"That child and I have some connection, I will treat him."

"Hojo, go get busy first."

There was a sound of footsteps outside the hospital department, and two figures separated near the gate, and then a figure that Natsume was very familiar with walked in.

However, the appearance of the other doctor made Natsume pay more attention to him. There was an exaggerated scar on his face, starting from the middle of his eyes, passing through his nose and ending on one side of his ear, as if the two sides of his face were sewn together with a thin thread.

This is a relatively well-known doctor in a university hospital. Natsume has met him many times before and has a slight impression of him. He is heard to be a surgeon with superb medical skills.

As the door opened, the doctor with a familiar face walked towards them, with his hands in his pockets, wearing a neat and clean white coat. He had an indescribable affinity for children, especially Misaka-senpai.

After a brief examination, Mingtu Zhuihun covered the eyes of the guy with the ball head with a piece of sterile dressing. A cool feeling was transmitted to the brain through the skin, making the guy with the ball head feel relieved.

It was not just because the sterile dressing took away the heat, but also because the doctor opposite was the Ghost Chaser.

"Doctor, I have to trouble you again today."

She became a well-behaved girl. Natsume always respected people who could make her feel safe, and even stopped the little movements of her hands.

"It is the doctor's duty to treat patients."

"And technically speaking, Natsume-san, you are still my employee, even though I have never paid you a salary."

Holding the medical record in one hand, the ghost-chasing doctor smiled and tried to add some humor.

I remember that he had once given an ID card for an intern assistant researcher to a certain guy, in order to facilitate the other party's entry and exit from a research institute under his name, but he has not yet taken back that authority.

"Eh."