Temperature Control in Academy City

"That thing is coming."

The crowd around cried out in surprise, and some lightly injured people began to gather around Natsume, as if they believed that the discipline committee girl in front of them would be able to protect them.

That's right, the discipline committee girl wearing the Tokiwadai school uniform is at least a strong ability user, and a strong ability user who has received combat training.

"Student of the Discipline Committee, please send Yukiko to the hospital immediately."

"I'll take care of this. Don't look at me like this, I almost joined the Discipline Committee before."

The high school girl who was originally at a loss suddenly stood up, with flashing arcs of electricity appearing on her hands for unknown reasons, and spoke with a trembling but extremely firm voice.

Several cleaning robots not far away were immediately affected and began to gather in front of the crowd. Even a few sweeping robots from the surrounding shops came out.

lv3 weak current control is suitable for those with the ability to control various electrical appliances.

It is different from the power generators in the general sense. It is more like manipulating the electric current to interfere with some information sources containing voice, images, data, etc.

"Ok."

With a surprised expression on her face, Natsume Sonoko couldn't help but take another look at the high school girl.

In order to not disappoint her expectations, Natsume Sonoko immediately soared into the sky, gradually adjusting her acceleration to prevent the girl in her arms from suffering secondary injuries.

She suppressed the urge to explore some truth in her heart and decided to wait until the injured were sent to the hospital.

Before leaving, in addition to explaining some things to Index, a huge wall of air pressure suddenly hit the tentacle monster that suddenly appeared, knocking it straight into the wall of the building.

Hundreds of ice spears were fired immediately, densely shooting the opponent's remaining tentacles, leaving them devastated and completely nailed to the wall.

Chapter 504: Vending Machine

Outside the air barrier there was a whistling sound of wind, and the clouds around were rapidly retreating.

The bun-haired girl who was carrying the wounded beside her also changed her usual sleeping-like lying flying style and stood obediently on the airflow.

As long as there are classmates or adults she is not familiar with around her, she will become reserved and ladylike, even if her mind is full of other things.

However, to maintain a complex and ingenious external blood circulation system during such high-speed movement, probably only a guy with a ball head who focuses on atmosphere control can do it.

"What a strange feeling, is this the real sky?"

“It’s more fun than flying.”

With an innocent expression on her face, the high school girl named Yukiko couldn't help but speak.

Just like being in a pile of marshmallows, this wonderful feeling made the high school girl who had regained some thinking ability temporarily forget what she had experienced. And because of the severe blood loss, even the pain in her body became numb.

"Yeah, that's very interesting."

"At first I was a little afraid of heights and felt dizzy, but I got used to it. It's just that the sky was always white, so it was a little hard to tell the direction."

"Later, I used buildings as markers so that I wouldn't fly too high above the buildings on the ground, and I wouldn't get lost. Of course, I don't have to do this when the weather is good and there are no clouds."

By isolating the noisy outside world, Natsume Sonoko worked hard to create a space suitable for the patients, and was even more careful than usual.

Seeing that the high school sister in her arms was still in good spirits, Natsume Sonoko stopped thinking about those annoying things for the time being and tried to help her divert some of her attention by talking.

After all, if she had been injured this seriously, she would have collapsed long ago.

Having said that, Natsume is no longer dependent on buildings on the ground, and she has developed better methods of positioning.

"Well, that's a really good idea."

"You are wearing the winter uniform of Tokiwadai. So, you are the eighth one."

"Disciplinary Committee, Tokiwadai Middle School, they are all against each other."

Yukiko, who had cheered herself up and was aware of her own situation, was trying to keep herself awake. She also knew what amazing things the girl in front of her had done to save her life.

Using air to maintain blood circulation ultimately allows her brain to remain active for a long time. From the perspective of a person with special abilities, this is beyond the reach of a person with great special abilities.

"Eh."

Natsume couldn't help but tilt his head, wondering if it was that obvious.

"No need to be surprised. In fact, I also graduated from Tokiwadai this year, which happened to coincide with your enrollment time."

"Come to think of it, I am still your senior, so of course I know some of the situations in the school."

"Although I graduated from Tokiwadai normally, to some extent, I was kicked out by that first-year student."

As if she remembered something from the past, a nostalgic smile appeared on Yukiko's face.

"A freshman?"

Natsume was a little confused. Are there such talented people in her grade?

However, I also realized that the high school girl in front of me should be a senior who graduated from Tokiwadai.

"Of course, that person should be in the second grade now."

It seems that she is willing to talk to Natsume about things in Tokiwadai, Yukiko-senpai thought for a moment and added.

"And even though everyone in Tokiwadai calls her the queen now, she's still just as unlikable as before."

"If you are bullied by her at school, it's best not to resist her. She is a very strong person."

"But if it's a person with superpowers, it's a little different. I heard that the Misaka-chan in the same grade as her is having a hard time. Although most of our forces in Tokiwadai have been cleared out by her, there are still some of our people in the school garden who may be able to help you."

Yukiko Minato, a former member of the Mizukage faction and one of the main members of the anti-Shokuhou Misaki alliance at the end of the old Tokiwadai era, said weakly.

It seems that the more life is endangered, the more humans want to say something.

As for the bun-haired girl in front of her who saved her life, Yukiko Minato's favorability seemed to have directly increased to the maximum.

But her eyes would occasionally glance at a girl with a strange bun on her head, and some unusual emotions would surge in her heart.

Even though his eyes were seriously injured, he still came out to work as a discipline committee member. He is really a responsible kid. If I am really bullied by that woman at school, I must find a way to help her.

"Well... actually, that's not necessary. Shokuhou-senpai is very nice to me."

"Senior, you should have a good rest. We will be at the hospital soon."

"I know a great doctor. It will be no problem with his help."

With a look of surprise on his face at hearing such a strange news, a guy with a bun on his head waved his hands hurriedly and said.

She had absolutely no interest in rebelling against Shokuhou-senpai, and she wasn't going to form a faction or anything.

Moreover, she had planned to attend more of Shokuhou-senpai's tea parties. Everyone in the Shokuhou faction is a wealthy woman, so it should be easy for them to support a psychic like her with a seven-figure scholarship.

As for the old days of Tokiwadai, that was probably a long time ago.

The future era after the new era will probably not appear until Shokuhou-senpai graduates.

By the time Shokuhou-senpai successfully succeeds as the student council president, she will have reached an insurmountable peak in the new era, and at that time she may give up on attacking Misaka-senpai.

"I see."

Nodding weakly, Yukiko Minato, somewhat surprised, spoke softly.

She had also heard rumors about the Eighth and Shokuhou Misaki fighting in the streets, but that didn't seem to be accurate.

As for the rumors that the eighth person is a short girl with a twisted personality who likes to throw people into the trash can, it now seems that they are all rumors.

As soon as she finished speaking, she found that the clouds around her had become sparse and some tall buildings could be seen.

It seems that this junior school girl is almost reaching the hospital.

"So fast, you are indeed a superpower."

Some thoughts flashed through her mind and Yukiko Minato was a little absent-minded.

Her body was completely unconscious, but she suddenly felt a sense of relief.

District 7, a university hospital.

He specially ran back from the 18th School District and did not send senior sister Yukiko Minato to another hospital casually.

This is very necessary for Natsume because a factor called trust affects her decision.

As long as it is normal working hours, the ghost-chasing doctor can almost always be found in the hospital.

A guy with a ball-shaped hair who had just rushed to the hospital with a wounded patient happened to bump into the frog-faced doctor who was buying a coffee drink in front of the hospital's vending machine.

Chapter 505: The Body About to Collapse

Today, Doctor Frog-face is still full of energy.

Although the hair on his temples had long been gray, and he had also inherited the tragic fate of baldness that middle-aged and elderly men suffer, his resemblance to Gua Tai alone made him look both funny and kind.

Standing in the center of the hospital corridor, Mingtu Zhuihun could hear a noisy sound from afar.

Not only was there the whispering of the patients in the hospital, but there was also a slight hissing sound from the rapid squeezing and flowing of the air, which made him turn around to observe the situation.

A junior high school girl with a bun hairstyle was awkwardly holding a patient who was much taller than her, and around them, a large amount of bright red blood was flying.

The blood was exposed to the air and restrained by a force, while the other end was connected to the injured girl's body, flowing in the air and the girl's body at a certain speed.

The arm holding the coffee was trembling slightly, and the ghost-chasing doctor with a speechless face walked forward. He had already figured out what had happened, but he just didn't want that guy with a bun to continue making a big noise in the hospital.

"Keep quiet in the hospital, the patients need rest."

"Natsume-san, bring her with me."

Putting the unopened drink aside, the ghost-chasing doctor stepped forward to evacuate some patients and nurses who were watching the fun, and then spoke to a guy with a bun on his head who was unwilling to be hospitalized and went back to the living dormitory to recuperate.

According to his previous instructions, Natsume Sonoko should stay in the student dormitory and recuperate.

"It's a very serious injury. Under normal circumstances, he should have died from excessive blood loss by now."

"But thanks to Natsume-san, she was able to make it here. And since you chose to send her to me, I won't let you down."

Walking side by side with the Ghost Chaser Doctor, Natsume heard the doctor's slightly calm tone, but it seemed to be mixed with some praise.

For a doctor with a strong sense of responsibility, seeing the patient survive should be the happiest thing for him.

Although there is a rumor that this doctor can even bring back the dead, in the simple feelings of ordinary people, it is naturally best for people to be alive.

"That's great, doctor."

A guy with a meatball head finally felt relieved, it seemed that the ghost-chasing doctor from the underworld should be able to succeed.

I wanted to say a few more words of thanks, but I found that the other party's attention was already on senior Yukiko Minato.

"I once treated a patient whose entire body was destroyed for most of its entire body."

"Her condition is similar to yours, or even more serious."

"So don't stress, the main job of the patient is to relax."

The ghost-chasing doctor of the underworld took a look at the girl's body that was messed up by someone, thought for a while and then spoke.

A hideous wound pierced through the body from the abdomen, disrupting and destroying a large number of internal organs. Coupled with the external blood circulation constructed by a certain ball-head, the situation worsened to an unprecedented level.

Although his life was saved, a series of follow-up problems were caused by someone's misbehavior.

Even this rough processing method is commendable for a complete layman, at least there is nothing wrong with the idea.

However, the Ghost Chaser was thinking whether he could popularize some medical knowledge to that guy with a ball head. Maybe the patients sent next time would not need to replace so many artificial organs and prostheses.

This is a really constructive idea. If this child becomes a discipline committee member, he may be able to help more people in the future.

...

Following the instructions of the Hades Chaser, the blood was transported to the life-sustaining equipment, and the still hot blood was filtered through the instrument and returned to Senior Sister Minato's body.

In order to avoid secondary heavy bleeding and maintain the life cycle for a short time, a certain ball-headed doctor was allowed to enter the operating room and assist the ghost-chasing doctor to complete some preliminary work.

This made Natsume Sonoko a little confused, but she did not refuse. In her opinion, Senior Minato was short of time, so she really couldn't let go easily. At least she had to let the ghost-chasing doctor stop the bleeding, otherwise her previous work would be in vain.

"Natsume-san, pay attention to the changes in blood pressure and gradually relax the blood vessels in some areas."

The Underworld Chaser, who was wearing a green surgical gown and a medical mask, spoke and gave instructions with a wink.

"Yes."

The girl with a ball head and a nervous look on her face responded hurriedly. She was also wearing a surgical gown, but it looked a bit out of place because she was too short.

However, a certain ghost-chasing doctor from the underworld would pay attention to the actions of a girl with a bun on his head from time to time, and suddenly some nostalgic emotions flashed in the corners of his eyes.

Counting the memories from a long time ago, this is probably the second time I've taught her.

More than ten minutes later, a girl with a bun on her head, who had changed her clothes, walked out of the operating room with an uncomfortable look on her face.