Temperature Control 221
by TINY FAN FICTIONTemperatur Control 221
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 224
The Doomsday Life of Academy City
The originally ordinary reinforced concrete building, under the control of Senior Misaka, turned into an electromagnet with amazing power.
Under the pulling force of this powerful magnetic force, the fine iron sand wrapped around the imitation Meltdowner cannon was instantly attracted.
Some iron sand also mixed in when the muzzle stopped attacking. In just a moment, these fine sands almost pierced the muzzle, forming many pits and dents.
Even if these cannons landed again, they could not normally fire the imitation beam.
It had not been ten minutes since it appeared, and it had not made a certain A Certain Scientific Railgun feel its fear. It ended in such a dull way, which felt like a tiger’s head and a snake’s tail.
Aritomi Haruki, who was shocked by this feeling and was a little untenable, looked at the imitation weapons that were successfully captured and imprisoned in the air in disbelief, and a great confusion rose in his heart.
Could it be that in this Academy City, Is the power of wisdom really inferior to that of Super Ability Users?
“Youfu, the Academics Association has completely lost its signal, and the remaining 8,000 Powered Armors have all been destroyed. It is suspected that Academy City officials have intervened.”
The female researcher’s voice trembled slightly. She could already foresee a not-so-good future.
It took a year, and their arrangement was completely destroyed in one day. Now even the base that should not be discovered has been found.
“Impossible, we haven’t lost yet, we still have the final program.”
With both hands on the console, the previous high spirits are no longer seen.
The mental state has become extremely unstable, and the eyes of Aritomi HarukiHigh School StudentHigh School Student are full of bloodshot.
Aritomi Haruki just made a move, and several researchers beside him suddenly rushed over and pressed Aritomi Haruki to the ground, leaving only a few researchers who reacted slower and were stunned.
“Stop him!”
“You lunatic, Stop it now.”
The Dark Side was in chaos, and the two sides were completely at odds. Who knew what the program was for, because they designed it together.
But participating in the design has nothing to do with actual use. Not everyone can make a decision that almost kills both parties.
It’s like holding the key to a nuclear bomb. What’s important is not the bomb but the person.
These Dark Side members just want to get the attention of Academy City, and even fantasize about starting a new “revolution”.
However, the existence of the final means is only for deterrence rather than real use. This is their bargaining chip for the subsequent bargaining with Academy City.
It took only a moment for someone to react, but it seemed to be a little slow. Aritomi Haruki had already completed the launch of the final program.
“It’s useless. I have ordered the launch.”
Leaning weakly against the console, Aritomi Haruki said expressionlessly, with several Researchers looking ashen beside him.
The so-called final program is to spread more than 5,000 silk conductors (Jenny’s hair) over the sky of Academy City, and through the program, the ability of “diffusion of psionic energy” is completely out of control.
In this case of out-of-control ability, since the ability itself belongs to the aim diffusion position system, and Jenny, who can control 20,000 Powered Armor, has actually reached the Level 5 level.
Under the chain reaction, it will directly affect Academy The aim spreads in all areas of the city.
It is somewhat similar to the “disorderly development” that happened before, but it is more harmful.
Because it was not an earthquake at that time, but a giant explosive was dropped in Academy City, which could blow Academy City up to the sky.
As the command was input, a certain engineering machine dropped into the geostationary satellite orbit in space 35,000 kilometers away from the ground had launched a missile loaded with conductors, reaching a speed of seven kilometers per second.
“Now only killing ‘Jenny’ can stop it.”
At this time, several researchers looked at each other and walked towards the culture tank containing ‘Jenny’.
Nunotaba Shinobu on the side wanted to stop it, but was pushed to the ground.
Their steps still stopped, because a panting A Certain Scientific Railgun blocked them.
“Tell me, what is the final program?”
Sweat wet Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle Senior Misaka raised her head and looked at everyone.
Febrie behind her opened her eyes wide, curiously looking at Jenny sleeping in the culture tank.
“Oune-chan~~.”
Sucking on a lollipop, Febrie waved at the culture tank in a low voice.
“Toshin.”
After a while, Febrie turned her head and stared blankly at Nunotaba Shinobu on the ground.
….
“Missiles are being fired at Academy City?”
“How could this happen?”
Voices of people talking were everywhere. Since a certain Scientific Railgun successfully captured this base, all the Dark Side personnel have been controlled.
“Senior Misaka, I have roughly understood the situation. Give me the properties and trajectory data of the missiles, and I will try to find a way.”
On the computer screen of the Dark Side console, Uiharu’s video frame appeared on it, and there were new people who were successfully contacted nearby.
Natsume-san and Shirai-san were on her way to the base. After receiving Senior Misaka’s video request, she had to find a place to stop.
“So that’s it.”
Natsume Enako was a little stuck, and her memory of the second part of the Toaru Kagaku no Tokaido was finally complete.
But it was already this time, These memories are no longer useful.
“According to the existing intelligence, when it reaches a height of about 30,000 meters from the ground, this missile will release 5,000 small warheads, and it will be impossible to stop it at that time.”
Joining the conversation, Nunotaba Shinobu said with a hint of certainty.
“Now we can only try to stop the missile from landing, or get Jenny out of the state of ability out of control.”
Nunotaba Shinobu took a deep breath.
She had no way to stop the missile from landing, so she could only try to wake Jenny up and stop the ability from getting out of control.
“If it’s 30,000 meters, I should be able to go up, just prepare some detonators for me…”
The scene changed, and Shirai-san squeezed in front of Natsume Enako’s phone and suddenly spoke.
“Let’s not talk about whether Shirai-san can reach an altitude of 30,000 meters in his current state. Under the high speed of the missile, let alone installing explosives, it’s a question whether Shirai-san can get close.”
Natsume Enako tilted her head, Said bluntly.
The missile would generate scorching heat when moving at high speed, and basically only she could barely bear it.
But there was a big problem.
Seven kilometers per second is dozens of times the speed of sound. Even if the atmosphere can continue to slow it down, the gravity of the Earth will also make it continue to increase.
At this exaggerated speed, Natsume-san actually has no confidence in stopping it.
In addition, the material of the missile can even withstand the friction of the atmosphere, which is very unfriendly to mages of Natsume-san’s school.
Natsume-san can’t deal with Sogiita Gunha, who is only twice the speed of sound and wears flesh armor. She is a monster like the white-haired Accelerator.
“No, the computer system of Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch can’t calculate the response method in such a short time, and it’s not even enough to calculate the trajectory of the missile.”
The High School Student with a flower on his head suddenly reacted at this time, and even the computing power of the computer in his hand has been calculated.
If you want to complete a series of calculations in a very short time, then the instantaneous computing power required must be at least one-third of the normal state of the tree diagram designer.
“But if you want to borrow a computer with enough computing power, it’s too late now.” Saten-san on the other side said unwillingly.
“I have a way.”
Senior Misaka suddenly said, Hastily took out her cell phone to contact someone.
The brain waves of Misaka Sisters were converted into electronic signals, and an omnipresent Misaka Network was built in the atmosphere.
The brains of more than 10,000 lv2Ability Users were combined, and the quantitative change reached a qualitative change, becoming a giant computer with the effect of a tree diagram designer.
Senior Misaka hesitated for a while before dialing the number, and Misaka 9982, who had just finished adjusting the cells, answered the phone.
“No problem, it seems that it is finally my turn to appear. Misaka puts on the Quata mask and prepares to save the world.”
Standing on the busy street, the strange High School Student with goggles and Quata mask on his head said so.
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