Temperature Control 220

Temperatur Control 220

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Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction

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Chapter 223

Solved in one go

The sun shone through the fog into the venue, and everything in front of me was white. Just taking a breath, [subject] could still smell the lingering gunpowder.

As the fog density decreased, visibility changed from pitch-dark to being able to see people and objects more than ten meters away.

Everyone was in a mess, even wearing raincoats, they were soaked, even their faces were covered with mud, and their hair was dyed yellow by the sewage.

Everyone had injuries to varying degrees, except for a certain bun-head who was clean.

Suddenly, as if she had made a great decision, Natsume-san bit her teeth that were brushed white, and a ball of water exploded above her head without warning.

The water splashed on a bun-head, and because he had no defense, he was soaked all over.

The water drops kept falling, hindering her breathing. Natsume-san opened her mouth with some difficulty breathing, she couldn’t help but take a deep breath.

After a while, she wrung out the water from her hair in a hurry, and moved the bangs that stuck to her forehead to let her eyes recover. Natsume-san took a while to tidy himself up again.

“Natsume-san, why did you get yourself wet for no reason?”

Shirai-san beside her was startled when she heard the splashing sound, and looked at Natsume-san with a hint of surprise.

“This…it’s nothing, anyway, it’s none of your business, Shirai-san.”

Natsume-san’s face was inexplicably red, and she felt that she had done something stupid in a fit of anger.

“I really can’t do anything about you.”

“In fact, everyone has seen Natsume-san’s hard work, and there is no need to do such a thing.”

Shirai-san sighed and said helplessly. Natsume-san always cares about some inexplicable things.

“Natsume-san.”

Hearing a familiar voice from afar, Natsume Enako immediately turned around and found Juufuku Miho waving her hand.

“Shigefuku-san, I’m here.” A certain bun-haired guy also answered hurriedly.

Through the thin mist, Natsume-san took two steps at a time and trotted to the other side of the team.

“Are you okay? It must be painful.”

Natsume Enako glanced at Juufuku Miho’s knee with some concern, with a trace of worry on her face.

Speaking of which, compared to anything else in the world, Natsume-san is actually most afraid of pain. A previous foot bruise caused Natsume-san to suffer for a long time.

“It’s okay, it’s just a bump.”

With a shy smile on her face, Juufuku Miho shook her head and said.

Juufuku Miho’s thick bangs were wet by the rain and stuck to her forehead, revealing two thick eyebrows.

Although Shigefuku-san is still very shy and introverted, the lack of confidence when she first met Shigefuku-san has disappeared.

Shigefuku-san, who was hung on a tornado by a bun, tried her best to protect her eyebrows, and can now show her eyebrows to others openly.

Not only has her ability been upgraded to level 3, but she has also transferred to Tokiwadai (Tokiwadai Middle School). Now Shigefuku-san has become different.

“Very cute eyebrows, welcome to visit Judgment 177 Branch 177 BranchBranch in the future.”

Senior Konori also walked by at this time, she smiled and patted Shigefuku-san’s shoulder.

“Okay.” With a little red on her face, Shigefuku-san nodded politely.

“By the way, I have some medicine here, let’s apply it first.”

Remembering something, Natsume-san took out a small cloth bag that was flattened from her pocket. There was a cross medical and the logo of Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch on it.

This is the medical supply that Natsume-san used when she was in Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch. She has never opened it and used it. Today’s matter is a bit serious, so she brought it with her just in case.

“This is used to treat wounds, but it should also be used for bruises.”

Natsume-san took out a hose and handed it to Shigefuku-san, saying thoughtfully.

“Thank you.”

She reached out and took the hose, Shigefuku-san smiled faintly.

“You’re welcome. By the way, Shigefuku-san, how did you know about the Academics Association?”

After hesitating for a few seconds, Natsume Enako half-crouched beside Shigefuku-san and asked with some concern.

“I heard the conversation between my married classmates at school before, and I thought I could help a little, and I knew that Natsume-san was also helping.”

Shigefuku-san said slowly, but her tone seemed to become much weaker.

The crisis of 20,000 Power Armors has been resolved, and they have become debris everywhere on the ground. The relatively intact ones are those whose ability media were taken out by Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch.

The plan that Dark Side’s ‘study’ spent a year preparing has not even been released from the gate of the Academics Association.

First, most of them were solved by Judgment 177 Branch 177 Branch, and finally they were easily suppressed by the violent weapons of Academy City.

The matter at the Academics Association venue has come to an end, but the situation of Senior Misaka is still unclear.

“Has Senior Misaka not sent any news yet?”

Shirai-san paced in place, with some anxiety on her face.

“Not yet, but the positioning signal on Febrie has been tracked.”

Uiharu turned around and said.

In order to prevent Febrie from having an accident, Uiharu and the others had placed a cell phone on Febrie in advance.

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“No matter how many there are, it’s useless if they can’t hit the target, and the real Meltdowner is like this.”

Senior Misaka carried Febrie on her back and nimbly dodged the attacks of several imitation Meltdowner cannons.

If it was a real Meltdowner, each launch would not require charging like these machines, but would burst out with unexpectedly powerful attacks in an instant.

Even if there are many, the effect will be greatly reduced if people notice the attack route.

What makes people feel more troublesome is that these imitation Meltdowner cannons use a lot of non-metallic materials and insulating coatings, so Senior Misaka’s electric shock has lost its effect.

White light ravaged the Football Field, and a beam of light suddenly cut a certain viewing platform into ruins.

It feels like hurting oneself first and then hurting others. The beam not only attacked Senior Misaka, but also the Powered Armor was smashed into pieces.

As an unwelcome intruder, Senior Misaka was warmly welcomed by the host as soon as she stepped into the place, but what she took out was not fruit but weapons.

There were also a lot of Powered Armor ambushed here, which was not comparable to the number at the Academics Association venue, but there were more than a thousand.

In addition, seven Meltdowner-like cannons made from Meltdowner data completely suppressed a certain Scientific Railgun in terms of firepower alone.

In this dense beam volley, Senior Misaka had no time to fight back.

She could only move quickly among the Powered Armor piles, attracting all the Meltdowner-like beams to her.

After dodging a pure white killing beam, Senior Misaka’s footsteps suddenly stopped, as if she had changed the original response strategy.

He stepped straight up along the wall of the court, and the attack behind him was still following him.

Senior Misaka’s knees were slightly bent, and the powerful electric light turned into blue and white lines visible to the naked eye, lingering around.

“Hold on tight.”

Senior Misaka whispered to Febrie, while holding Febrie tightly with one hand.

Because she was carrying Febrie on her back, Senior Misaka seemed a little restrained.

The electric light under his feet became more and more dazzling, and it was like the cry of a thousand birds.

With a large-scale flash, the scene around Senior Misaka was suddenly covered by this strong light, affecting almost one-third of the football field.

All the imitation Meltdowner cannons stopped attacking at the same time. Under the high light and high heat plus electronic interference, she had completely lost the trace of the target.

At this time, Senior Misaka also jumped up with the cover of the light.

“Where did she go?”

Stayed in front of the computer screen, Aritomi Haruki frowned.

The screen that was originally monitoring Senior Misaka suddenly became empty, and Senior Misaka could no longer be seen.

And just after the strong light faded, the seven imitation Meltdowner cannons that were originally standing well began to shake constantly.

As if attracted by an invisible position, the seven machines were dragged by a powerful force and smashed onto the wall, Hanging on a wall over ten meters high, unable to move, they were solved in one go.

And in the muzzles of these Meltdowner cannons, she don’t know when she were stained with a lot of fine iron sand.

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