The next morning.

Duke, who had sorted out the database overnight, took a nap on the sofa in the office for a while, until his stomach was gushing, he was tired and ready to go out to find food.

The door of the institute slowly opened, and as soon as Duke stepped out, he saw an acquaintance next to him.

The girl was wearing a gray pleated skirt, a short-sleeved top and a thin summer sweater, and a military night vision goggles on her head. She quietly squatted against the wall. She was wrapped in bandages on her head and hung her chest with plaster on her arms, giving people a pitiful feeling.

It was Misaka's sister last night!

"Hey, why are you here?" Duke looked at Misaka's sister in front of him in surprise.

"The frog-faced doctor is very skilled in medical skills. Misaka's injuries have basically been cured. The rest is to rest, so he was arranged to be discharged from the hospital. Misaka explained to the researcher this way that it was because Misaka was worried that he could not find the researcher, so he was discharged from the hospital early." Seeing Duke, Misaka's sister stood up and came to Duke.

"Uh... your mouth fetish is really weird." Duke complained, shook his hand and continued, "I'm not asking why you left the hospital. I mean, how do you know I'm here?"

Misaka's sister took out Duke's identity card from her pocket and raised it up like a treasure: "Misaka picked up Mr. Researcher's identity card last night. Because it was very important, Misaka sent it here. Misaka looked forward to getting praise from Mr. Researcher to prove the value of his existence."

Duke: "…"

Momo took the identity card from Misaka's sister. Duke no longer knew how to complain. He said in the other party's expectant expression: "Thank you... Thank you, Misaka is such a good boy!"

"Misaka Shin was satisfied with the praise from the researcher and felt full of strength." Misaka's sister said happy words without expression.

"My name is not 'Mr. Researcher', my name is on the ID card. I pronounce it with me, Du-Ke, do you know?"

"Okay, Mr. Researcher."

"Du-Ke-"

"I know, Mr. Researcher."

"..." Duke looked helpless, just be happy.

"Misaka's name...Misaka's number is 9800. Misaka added that he hopes that the researcher will call out Misaka's name so that it can be distinguished from other Misaka."

"Ninety-eight-something in advance?" Duke said that only he could understand, and used a head-touching kill and rubbed Misaka's sister's head.

"Thank you for your hard work, classmate No. 9800. I'll leave first if I have nothing to do. Oh, by the way, do you want me to treat you to breakfast?" Duke asked casually.

"Mr. Researcher's concept of time is completely different from Misaka. According to Misaka's understanding, it is now twelve o'clock noon, which should be called lunch instead of breakfast. Misaka kindly corrected that he happily agreed to the invitation of Mr. Researcher and looked forward to having a big meal."

Duke's eyes twitched, and he asked politely, but he didn't expect that the honest man would not be polite at all. However, he said everything and it would be too rude to take it back. Anyway, the sister Misaka couldn't eat it.

...

At a Western fast restaurant less than one street from the institute, Duke and Misaka No. 9800 were sitting opposite each other. The dining table was filled with milkshakes, hamburgers, fries, chicken wings, cola and other high-calorie junk foods.

"Thank you for patronizing, please enjoy it slowly." The cashier's face smiled.

"Why... why... order so much?" Duke took out his wallet with distress. He thought that Misaka's sister's body shape could be used to get her out with a larger hamburger, but the other party ordered a bunch without saying a word, and was stuffed into Misaka's mouth at an astonishing speed.

"The first time I ate food outside the laboratory, Misaka was very happy and gave the researcher a good person card." Misaka No. 9800 started a feast of gluttons and took the time to reply. Perhaps because she was very excited, her legs under the table were shaking like a swing.

"Hey, that card is not used like this." Duke refused to accept this card that was unknown, and single dogs also have dignity.

"But according to the data, the researcher is very consistent with the settings. Bachelor, without a girlfriend, single... Shouldn't such people receive good person cards? Misaka is very confused." Misaka Ninety-One took out his mobile phone and looked out the web page to show Duke.

Duke rolled his eyes and took back his phone: "I took it back... What's your look? This is my phone!"

"Misaka received a gift for the first time...Misaka looked at the researcher with a pitiful look, hoping that he could return his phone to Misaka."

He said he was a pitiful cute look, but what Duke saw was still those empty eyes without spirit.

"I don't remember saying that I gave it to you... Forget it, give it to you! Anyway, I'm still an old phone, I'm planning to change it." Duke put the phone on the table and pushed it over.

Misaka Nine-Eighty-Original was as if she had gained a treasure and put the old man's phone on the palm of her hand. Perhaps because she was afraid that Duke would take it away again, she held the phone tightly with her hands without casting, and looked at the "good food" on the table with confused eyes, as if she was trapped in a difficult choice between eating and mobile phone.

Duke looked at the girl in front of him with a funny look. Although the other party had a poisonous tongue attribute, his mind was as simple as white paper, which made it difficult to hate.

"What's going on with the night vision goggles on your head? Why are you still wearing them in broad daylight?"

"This is not a night vision goggles, it is a goggles. Misaka immediately added." Misaka's entangled Ninety-One finally gave up eating: "Misaka's ability is 'defective electrical', and its ability is far inferior to the 'super electromagnetic cannon'. Because Misaka is a weakened version of his sister and cannot visualize electromagnetic waves, he wears military goggles that visualize electromagnetic waves."

"I see!"

"Speaking of my sister, Misaka wants to explain one thing to the researcher. Because Mr. Researcher defeated one party, the evolution plan for absolute ability was terminated. Except for Misaka Ninety-Eighty-Old. Other Misaka were sent to all over the world for medical treatment due to physical reasons..."

Duke nodded, "Absolute Ability Plan" is just a false action. The real purpose is not to make one party evolve into LV6, but to configure the artificial superpowers to every corner of the world.

Once this plan is successful, the entire world will be shrouded under the AIM diffusion field. At that time, the magician wants to use magic and his body will explode. A temple or sacred temple supported by the power of magic will collapse due to loss of support. The same phenomenon will occur in any religion, thereby stopping the magical activities of the world in one breath.

Yaresta took great pains to end the magic.

"Also, Mr. Researcher is now the guardian of Misaka Nine-800. The relevant documents will be delivered to you in the next few days. Misaka added."

"Hmm! Hum? Hum———"

Duke was surprised in three capitals, and stood up and asked, "What does it have to do with me? And why don't I know, no one has told me about this?"

"This is an order from the Council, and Misaka doesn't know it. Misaka expresses great sadness for the dislike of the researcher."

Duke sighed, and sure enough, the battle last night was noticed by the upside down man.

Each of Yaresta’s plans is enough to stir the world. It is not an exaggeration to blindly get involved in this world where gods and demons are everywhere. Duke just wants to stay alone, rub his golden thighs and become stronger, and give him a steel pipe to pry the earth. He is completely unable to lift up.

Duke frowned and analyzed the current situation. Misaka Jiubaji continued to be happy when he took out his cell phone. Neither of them spoke and fell into silence.

On the dining table not far from the two, a black-haired girl exclaimed at the computer: "Early spring, read the latest urban legends, and two more updated..."

"The first one is that in a corner of the school city, there is an extremely powerful dragon hidden. The second one, the so-called strongest person, the NO.1 of the school city, has actually been defeated."

When Duke heard the news about him, he turned around and saw two young girls who looked like junior high school students gathered together and whispered.

Oh my go, isn't this the Storm Commander of the Empire?

When the second dimension is converted into the third dimension, it is almost impossible to recognize the designated person unless the other party has extremely distinct characteristics. For example, Misaka Mikoto's safety pants, Tsunade Hime's great evil sign, Aizen's special hair spray, Hawkeye's big black knife...

The second master of the Empire Storm Commander LV6 level, Zuotian Leizi, has no distinctive appearance characteristics, but her good friend Chushu's charming and benefits are different. Not everyone can grow grass on their heads.
Chapter completed!