Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki.

To put it simply, without considering anything else, the cost of building this laboratory is equivalent to the annual tax revenue of a first-tier city.

Such extravagance, just to build himself a safe haven, is something only Chaoan could pull off.

After all, he was the one with the most authority among the twelve directors, and the area he was in charge of was also the easiest to embezzle money from.

The effect created in this room is naturally sufficient.

How sturdy is this room?

Even a magnitude 12 earthquake couldn't shake this room. The only ones capable of breaching its defenses are the special abilities of a select few superhumans.

Right now, right here in this room, in the center, is a medium-sized robot.

It is about two and a half meters in size and is different from the traditional humanoid robot.

It's clearly a custom-made model, different from the regular drive armor.

Inside the drive armor was an elderly man wearing a suit, with a wrinkled face and gray hair.

He lay inside the drive armor, his eyes closed, seemingly resting.

"Damn the talent workshop, damn the royal ship."

Suddenly, the old man awoke from his seemingly asleep state, his silver teeth chattering, his face contorted as if he were a vengeful ghost.

Putting everything else aside, just from his current appearance, you can tell that he truly hates the people he's talking about.

"As expected, you manufacture weapons. It seems your composure isn't all that great."

Chapter 351 Arrival in France

"As expected, you're a weapons maker. It seems your composure is really lacking."

The calm sound fell into the empty room like a thunderclap from a clear sky. Chao An reacted as if he had been electrocuted, and his whole body was thrown up in the cockpit of the drive armor.

The next second.

He quickly focused his gaze on the screen inside his drive armor and found the unexpected figure in the bottom corner.

However, when he saw that face clearly, he couldn't help but gasp, his brows furrowing deeply.

"Makoto Haramura, how did you get here?"

"I shouldn't have asked you to leave your coordinates here, and there are also signal waves from people with interference abilities around here."

Recognizing Makoto Haramura is perfectly normal for Shiogishi.

Or to put it another way, he had memorized the faces of almost all the powerful and super-powerful beings in Academy City.

After all, when a power user reaches the level of a "Great Power User," their combat strength is far from comparable to that of a "Strong Power User."

Not to mention that some of these ability users possess rather bizarre abilities, making it easy for someone to fall victim to them if they're not careful.

In order to be able to respond at any time, he remembered these messages very clearly.

Especially the members of the talent workshop.

He had always been wary of retaliation from Chishinsen. As the only force under Chishinsen, he naturally maintained a high level of vigilance towards the Talent Workshop.

Among them, he was most wary of two people from the Talent Workshop.

The first one is Mugino Shizuri.

In terms of destructive power alone, this guy's atomic collapse is the strongest among all superpowered beings; his own super alloy and drive armor cannot stop this guy's atomic collapse.

The second one is Makoto Haramura.

This is the only spatial ability user in the entire Academy City to reach the level of a superpowered individual.

No one knows the limits of his spatial teleportation ability, and the data registered in the library may not be accurate. Chao An is well aware of this.

So he specifically acquired an ability jammer and kept it running 24 hours a day around his room.

Therefore, he genuinely had no idea how Haramura Makoto managed to sneak into his room without the alarm going off.

"Oh, that thing you're talking about."

"That thing is useless to me."

Haramura Makoto shrugged, displaying an indifferent attitude, and strode towards the shore.

The leather shoes stomped on the ground, making a ticking sound, each sound like a heavy hammer striking the heart of the tide bank.

A sudden rush of cold sweat soaked Chao An's clothes.

"Has this woman, the one who is in the middle of the ship, finally given up on the justice she claims to uphold?"

Drive Armor stood up, and Chao An's gloomy voice, mixed with some electronic sounds, came from within.

"laugh--!"

Makoto Haramura scoffed out loud.

"Stop trying to provoke me with these meaningless words. This decision was made by me and has nothing to do with Shinsenzai."

"Besides, even if it really was an order issued by the chief of the Imperial Fleet, isn't that normal?"

"You know, even a rabbit will bite when cornered."

Silence filled the space between the two.

The silence was broken first by the hands raised by the pilot of the armored vehicle, Chao An. The palms of his hands quickly deformed, and in less than a second, the two dark cannon muzzles were pointed at Haramura Makoto.

"All spatial ability users need to make direct contact with the target's body to move, or at the very least, they need to be able to see it."

"I've eliminated that possibility by sitting inside the drive suit."

"You don't have a weapon that can penetrate my drive armor, so I'm confident I can hold out until the rescue arrives."

Chao An narrated at a leisurely pace, and along with his voice, the red alarm light rang out.

"From the alarm sounding to the lifting of security restrictions, and then to the arrival of other Drive Armor units, the entire time will not exceed thirty seconds."

"There are only twenty seconds left."

Chao An's words were filled with confidence.

He firmly believed that there was nothing wrong with his plan.

If Makoto Haramura hadn't come here alone today, but instead brought the Ability User Team from the Talent Workshop, he wouldn't have been so confident.

But Makoto Haramura came alone.

Chao An was very confident that he could not win the battle, and that the troops that came later would also be no match for him.

But he believed that by the time the troops arrived, the time they had gained would be enough for him to escape through the secret passage.

"very good."

Haramura Makoto's voice suddenly appeared elsewhere, and Shiogishi's heart immediately went on high alert. Relying on his intuition, he opened the weapon bay above his head, where rows of missiles were ready to be launched.

Just as he had predicted, Haramura Seiya appeared above the Drive Armor, standing there looking down at him.

His foot was even on the missile's launch port.

"You're right."

"But you've overlooked one thing."

"For example, what if I don't move you, but instead move the drive armor?"

The words fell.

Chao An suddenly felt as if he was floating in the air, followed by a strong feeling of falling.

"Snapped!"

Accompanying this loud bang was a sound like bones cracking.

From a height of about one and a half meters, an elderly man, nearly sixty years old, was dangling freely in a seated position on the bank.

Such pain is unbearable even for a normal person; at the very least, it would result in a shattered pelvis.

Not to mention elderly people like Chao'an.

The sudden pain nearly made him faint.

"Also, I never said I was going to kill you."

Haramura Makoto reached out and pressed down on Shiogi's shoulder, his pale golden pupils now tinged with a faint purple hue.

"Five seconds left, plenty of time, isn't it!"

……

The sun was still scorching hot.

Even in autumn, this academy city remains as hot as ever, but that has nothing to do with Makoto Haramura.

For him, the thing he fears least is the heat.

He has now left the research institute on the shore, just as the so-called Drive Armor Force stormed into the shore's room.

"Given Academy City's technological capabilities, this guy's bone fracture should be healable."

"No matter what, I won't be limping in a wheelchair, will I?"

Touching his chin, Makoto Haramura's gaze followed the cars that whizzed past him, a smile appearing on his face.

Without a doubt, it was Chao'an sitting inside.

That blow was quite brutal. With his sharp eyesight, he could tell that Chao'an's pelvis was almost shattered into bone fragments.

In any other context, this would undoubtedly be beyond saving.

There might be hope in Academy City, but for Makoto Haramura, it doesn't matter what happens to Shiogishi.

All he needs is for this guy to be alive, that's all that matters.

He didn't come to find Chao'an to kill him. Killing this guy would be pointless. The so-called directors of the Council may seem prestigious, but in Aleister's eyes, they are nothing more than pawns.

There are countless alternatives available.

So he came here to brainwash Chao'an.

Using his charm, modifying the brain of an ordinary person is incredibly easy.

The assertive attitude of Academy City towards the outside world will then change.

"Then."

Makoto Haramura took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number he had never called before.

"I'm planning a business trip to France."

"Could you please arrange someone to pick me up from the airport?"

The other end of the phone froze instantly, as if in surprise, wondering why Haramura Makoto would call him.

"Why should I do this kind of trouble for you? I'm very busy right now, very busy, you understand?"

The other person's temper flared up instantly, like a firecracker that had been lit. If they were talking face to face, Haramura Makoto even felt that his spittle could spray in his face.

“Stiyl, don’t forget, you owe me a favor.”

"..."

It was like pouring a bucket of water directly onto a candle; Stiyl, who had been furious just moments before, immediately wilted.

Indeed, the person on the other end of the phone was Stiyl, a British Puritan magician who had met Makoto Haramura a few times.

In the Index incident, this guy and that saint each owed him a favor.

He now wants to repay this favor.

After a long while, Stiyl spat disdainfully, spitting the still-burnt embers from his mouth onto the ground and crushing them out with his foot.

"I understand. I will arrange this."

"You need to get there as soon as possible so I can arrange for you to get there along the way. It seems that woman already had plans for this place."

There was an inexplicable sense of irritation in Stiyl's tone, which Haramura Makoto could clearly hear.

However, he didn't care whether this guy was in a good mood or not.

Anyway, if he gets there and can quickly find the source of the problem, that's fine.