At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

"Who are you?" Misaki Shokuhou had a guess in her mind but dared not believe it.

I am Aleister.

“Gulp, Aleister, Chairman.” Misaki Shokuhou breathed heavily.

[No need to be nervous, you're under control. You've accessed Academy City's top secrets, so we have to speak with you.]

"Ah... um, I didn't see it on purpose. If it's a confidential memory that shouldn't be seen, I'll delete this memory right now." Misaki Shokuhou was sweating profusely, her school uniform soaked through.

[No need to be nervous. I have already appointed you as the second chairman, so you have access to these confidential documents.]

However, as the acting chairman, you must also understand the whole world and maintain a balance and stability between the two worlds.

Aleister's ideal has been realized, although he has not yet been able to take revenge. Therefore, he really wants to cultivate a chairman to take over Academy City.

However, Misaki Shokuhou's understanding is limited to the scientific side, which is not enough. If she is not careful, the differences in ideology between the magical and scientific sides could lead to bloodshed and sacrifice, which is something she does not want to see right now.

The world will move towards great integration once again.

In the Great Integration, the conflict between the scientific and magical sides must have a resolution, and this resolution will eliminate the most extreme groups of people from both worlds.

And these most extreme groups are basically the ones with the most power and influence in both worlds.

"Why me?" Misaki Shokuhou held her breath.

"Because you are the most suitable, and that person supports you, that's all." The mechanical voice was lifeless.

"That one? Professor Losang?" Misaki Shokuhou asked.

You can think of it this way.

Do whatever you want. Unify all the power of Academy City. From this day forward, you are the Chairman of the Board of Directors of Academy City.

The lifeless, mechanical voice finished speaking and then clicked away.

"Hoo—" Misaki Shokuhou seemed to have exhausted all her strength and slumped in her seat, her expression full of resentment.

"Mr. Luo Sheng... could you please stop scaring me like that? Do you know that scaring someone can kill them? I'm still a middle school student."

"It's like forcing middle school students to take over such a large academy city and shoulder the responsibility of peace and stability in two worlds."

"But thank you anyway, Professor Luo Sheng."

Just then, footsteps were heard.

"Your Majesty, your friend has arrived," a female researcher said politely as she entered the room.

“Bring it in,” said Misaki Shokuhou.

Misaka Mikoto, Shirai Kuroko, and a younger version of herself walked in.

Inside the room, a group of researchers stood against the wall and bowed in unison, while Shokuhou sat in a chair, just as if she were a queen receiving her subjects.

"You're such a hypocrite," Misaka Mikoto retorted, her eyes twitching slightly.

"As expected of 'me,' it seems we've reached an agreement, just like the first time?" the young Misaki asked.

"Pretty much. Let's take a look at this first, Misaka-san." Misaki Shokuhou pushed the tablet on the table towards us: "This contains all the plans related to you."

"What do you want to do? I have no objection to whatever you do."

"After all, you're the one who makes the decision."

Misaka Mikoto quickly picked up the tablet and looked at it. The first thing she saw was the 'Absolute Ability Evolution Project'.

"The Absolute Ability Evolution Project is centered around Accelerator. According to calculations by the most advanced computer 'Tree Diagram Designer', it is possible to compress the time required to evolve to Level 6 by engaging in 128 life-or-death battles with the third Level 5 user."

"However, it is impossible to have 128 railguns in reality, so the alternative is clones that can use railguns."

"However, the average ability of a clone is only 1% to 3% of the original, so 20,000 individuals must be prepared... Once Accelerator finishes fighting against 20,000 clones, he can evolve into an unprecedented Level 6 Absolute Power user..."

"Open..." Misaka Mikoto became more and more excited as she read on, but before she could shout it out, she was interrupted by Shokuhou Misaki.

"This is just a smokescreen; the real purpose is behind it," Misaka Mikoto said. "So, Misaka-san, do you want to stop the plan altogether and prevent the more than 10,000 clones that already exist from ever appearing?"

"Let them continue to exist; again, there might be twice as many of them as they will be in the future."

The trolley dilemma has arisen, Misaka-san, what will you choose? Misaka Mikoto rested her chin on her hands, watching her face turn red and white, and her body still trembling.

The story ends in the last 8 to 10 words.

The A Certain Magical Index arc isn't long, with only fifteen chapters left. The A Certain Magical Index has a relatively small audience. Then there's the Little Garden arc, which ends when the protagonist leads the creation of the Little Garden, and it only has about twenty chapters.

The main issue is that once you reach the multiverse, there's nothing left to write about; otherwise, it would just be a series of boxes, and the ending would be a happy one.

In addition, the temperature in Sichuan has been fluctuating between hot and cold these past two days, and I've caught the flu. I have a terrible headache, and my work quality has dropped significantly, so I want to rest for a day to recover.

Sigh.

Chapter 369 Return, Time Paradox, and the Premature Third World War

"What to do..." Misaka Mikoto looked at these insane plans and knew that she had reached a crossroads where no matter which choice she made, there would be sacrifices.

Twenty thousand clones of himself—his current decisions will cause those existing clones to disappear, as if nothing had ever happened.

But 20,000 people who look exactly like you... that's just too absurd.

"Hehe, need I say more? I won't let anyone disappear." Misaka Mikoto looked up and said seriously, "Even clones are still people, no different from us."

No, they are pitiful because they came into this world through a horrific plan, not out of love or the desire for them to come into the world, but simply because 'sacrifices are needed'.

The image of Dolly, no different from any other child, and her innocent smiling face came to mind.

But this time it's different. As the 'older sister,' I hope they were born into this world with love.

"Huh?" Misaki Shokuhou exclaimed in surprise, "I thought Misaka-san would decisively and cruelly announce the termination of the plan."

"Huh? Who are you calling inhuman? Starry-eyed." Misaka Mikoto's forehead creased with a tic-tac-toe mark.

"It's obvious, Misaka-san. The thought of having 20,000 clones must give you nightmares every day. It's terrifying." Misaki Shokuhou hugged her arms and trembled.

"So you're the one who's utterly inhuman, aren't you! If they were your clones, you would definitely 'kill' them all without hesitation." Misaka Mikoto said mercilessly, this was her perception of Shokuhou Misaki.

"Heh, if there really were 20,000 of me, the world should be the one worrying." Misaki Shokuhou said matter-of-factly, "After all, I am the most noble and beautiful girl in the world. We would definitely be completely in agreement and unite to turn the whole world into an ideal world of truth, goodness and beauty."

"That kind of world is truly terrifying! Everyone has become your puppet!" Misaka Mikoto felt a chill run down her spine as she conjured up the image of the world controlled by Shokuhou Misaki.

"Time is almost up. There are only three hours left. Hurry up. The longer you stay, the more people will be affected in the future." At this moment, Los Saint's voice rang out.

The future will be affected, but Los Angeles has no intention of eliminating this impact. Those who change their past must bear the consequences themselves; only in this way can it become nourishment for their growth.

It also made them realize how much impact they would have on the world even if they became Level 6 Absolute Ability Users in the future.

Misaka Mikoto, Shokuhou Misaki, Shirai Kuroko, and Mitsuhime Aiyuu trembled all over.

"Yes, I understand, Professor Luo Sheng." ×4.

Only Mimi-chan Ai-yu seemed somewhat moved, as if she hadn't done anything else besides controlling the overflow of people that Misaki Shokuhou couldn't control.

With two Level 5 and one Level 4 spatial teleportation abilities, you can basically roam freely in Academy City and be invincible in everything you do.

The four men walked out of the office and prepared to leave the workshop.

"So, are we going back to the future, 'I'?" the young Misaki asked, arms crossed.

“Of course, but in order to avoid causing too serious a ‘time paradox,’ I’ll leave everything to you,” Misaki Shokuhou said earnestly.

“Isn’t that obvious?” the young Misaki said matter-of-factly. “I’m also worried that if I do something else that changes the future and affects your ability to go back to the past, I won’t do something that would be a loss for me.”

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Keisatsu looked completely bewildered. What past and future? Actually, she had always wanted to ask, "You're both called Shokuhou, are you sisters? After all, you look exactly alike."

"He didn't say anything, just some random stuff." Young Misaki sighed, suddenly feeling a lot of pressure about her future self, having suddenly become the 'acting chairman'.

I also have to take on the responsibility of mass-producing 20,000 Misaka Sisters. Wow—is this really something a middle school student should be burdened with?

She's only 12 years old.

However, it would be a lie to say she wasn't excited. Becoming the 'Acting Chairperson' was her biggest protective shield; nominally, she was the heir to Academy City.

The board members had no idea what her relationship was with Chairman Aleister, but she could use his name to get things done.

It's so safe!

I really don't know what kind of person that Mr. Los Saint is. He's a Level 6 in the Time System. So, does that mean that Mr. Los Saint is currently in some research institution in Academy City, or that he's already a Level 6 Absolute Ability User?

In an instant, she gained the protection of the two biggest backgrounds in Academy City.

……

In the 7th school district, Shirai Kuroko brought everyone here.

“Then let’s split up and do what we want to do,” Misaki Shokuhou said. “I also need to make some arrangements to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.”

“I’ve wanted to split up for a while now,” Misaka Mikoto said matter-of-factly.

“Yes, yes, I remember today is also the day I first met Onesama.” Shirai Kuroko rubbed her hands together with a grin. “I also want to meet Onesama from this timeline.”

thump—

"oops……"

"Kuroko, get your brain working." Misaka Mikoto clenched her fist.

"I'm perfectly normal. Today is indeed the day I met Onesama. Although Onesama doesn't remember, I remember it very well." Shirai Kuroko scratched her head: "Onesama saved me like a hero."

"..." Misaka Mikoto's lips twitched slightly: "So... that's when you started clinging to me, right?"

"Repaying a debt of gratitude, this is repaying a debt of gratitude, the fox is repaying a debt of gratitude~" Shirai Kuroko explained desperately in response to the situation.

"I don't think I have anything I want to do... The only troublesome thing is the deadlock of the delinquent group that hates high-level ability users." Mii Aiyu shrugged.

"But the supporters of the deadlock are LLO and Junzo, the director of the talent workshop."

“With LLO dealt with ahead of time, without the support of the drive armor and weapons, ‘Dead Knot’ is just an ordinary delinquent.”

"Oh, what a misfortune!"

Just then, a heart-wrenching scream made Misaka Mikoto, Shokuhou Misaki, and Mitsuaki Aiyu shudder and turn sharply toward the source of the scream.

In the distance, a black-haired, spiky-haired boy was kneeling on the ground, staring in despair at his flip phone, which had been smashed in two.

"My newly bought phone is practically brand new but already worn out—oh no! So unlucky!"

"It's him..." the three said in unison, then suddenly looked at each other, all surprised that they knew who the boy was.