It's not a column, it's a railgun

At the same time, the rest of the ghost killing team were also immersed in the illusion made by the nightmare and blood ghost technique, unable to wake up.

Nightmare sat in the front of the car, smiling and imagining that Oni Wu Tsuji praised his future.

In the dream, the sky in Academy City is always as blue as washed with water, the windmill used for wind power turns slowly, and the students happily walk on the street.

Misaka No. 9982 was walking in front, and suddenly turned her head to ask Misaka Makoto, "Why doesn't your lord look happy? Misaka is very curious."

Misaka Makoto shook her head, "No, I'm not unhappy, I'm very happy."

He was happy from the bottom of his heart.

Misaka 9982 was going to play in the park, and Misaka Makoto agreed.

The two of them sat on the swing, Misaka Makoto asked the passing uncle to buy two ice creams, one for each of them.

Misaka No. 9982: "Big brother, can you push me? Misaka made a request."

Misaka Makoto tapped the swing bracket with her hand, and a blue-white electric light flashed where the steel wire rope connected to the bracket, and the swing that Misaka 9982 was sitting on began to shake slightly.

"Although it is true that you can use your abilities in this way, you always feel that pushing with your hands is the real meaning, Misaka hinted."

"I'm eating ice cream." Makoto Misaka raised the ice cream cone in his hand.

"It doesn't matter, just leave it to Misaka for safekeeping! Misaka made a suggestion with malicious intentions."

Misaka Makoto smiled helplessly, handed the egg roll to her younger brother, got down from the swing, and pushed the troublesome guy with her hands.

"This is something that the laboratory can't experience, Misaka sighed."

"Then enjoy it." Misaka Makoto replied, compared to the first time he got along with Misaka No. 9982, he was not as patient as himself.

"I always feel that Nii-sama has changed a lot. I hope this is not Misaka's illusion. After all, if Nii-sama keeps being stupid, Misaka with the same face will be considered a wrong product, Misaka reminded."

"Hey, can't you live without mocking me?!" Makoto Misaka didn't hold back.

"No, Misaka will answer you sincerely." No. 9982 Misaka said straightforwardly.

For a while, the two of them stopped talking, only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

"My lord, in dreams, you usually follow your own ideas. Misaka said something suggestive." Misaka No. 9982 spoke suddenly.

"But it could also be a nightmare, this kind of thing is not sure." Misaka Makoto said.

The "squeak" sound of the swing echoed in the park.

"So the reunion between Nii-sama and Misaka is a nightmare? Misaka brought up this fact."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Misaka Makoto withdrew her hand and froze on the spot.

How did he know that this was the second meeting?Isn't this my own dream? !It shouldn't be!

"You... now... are you Misaka No. 9982?! Are you still alive?! Do you have your own thinking?!" He suddenly grabbed the other person's shoulder.

At first, I thought this was just a simple dream of myself, repeating the encounter with Misaka No. 9982, and then witnessing his death, but now it seems that it is not that simple.

Now that things have developed beyond his expectations, Misaka Makoto is confused.

Misaka 9982 bowed deeply to Misaka Makoto.

"It can be said yes, or it can be said no."

"I'm sorry, I didn't wake up Nii-sama all this time, because Misaka wanted to repeat this journey with Nii-sama very capriciously, Misaka said apologetically."

"You don't need to apologize." Misaka Makoto replied.

Why do you know that this is an illusion and don't plan to wake up?

"Because I'm going to talk to you like this again, Misaka No. 9982."

Repeat this process again, meet Misaka No. 9982 again, this time he will definitely be a qualified elder brother, instead of treating him like before.This is Misaka Makoto's tiny wish.

"I'm curious, what state are you in right now? Did Fang Accelerator kill only your cockroach that day?" Misaka Makoto asked, expecting nervously, hoping to get an affirmative answer

"No." Misaka No. 9982 shook his head, "One Accelerator can't really kill me, all Misaka Public Misaka Networks, you can think of us as different terminals of the same database, but as the individual No. 9982 It has indeed disappeared, and data can no longer be derived from him, and there may be a new Misaka individual in the future, but that is no longer the individual 9982."

"Misaka is now a whole like Misaka Network. Because the communication equipment was damaged, Misaka No. 10032 was disconnected and could not be reconnected. The new 'coordinates' were placed on the body of the elder brother, because the elder brother is thousands of times stronger than Misaka. With ten thousand times the electric shock, even the idle brain waves are enough to build a new network, Misaka explained."

"With the help of my nephew's brainwaves and the remaining devices, a new connection has been established, and the Misakas will temporarily settle here."

"My head?" Misaka Makoto reached out to touch her head, "So that thing in my head...does it still exist?!"

The device that caused him to lose his memory and unable to use his abilities, isn't it broken? ?Withstand a billion volts...?

"The biological materials of the Misakas are used as materials, which are genetically compatible products with the elder brother. Misaka will tell you the information."

"Wait, what kind of experiment is this again?! Why did I appear here inexplicably? You know it!"

Misaka Makoto was excited.

It is now known that Misaka 10032 cannot wake up because the information amplifier in the body is destroyed by high voltage and cannot connect to the Misaka network, so the Misaka individual loses his mind and cannot wake up, but Misaka Makoto has more problems, etc. keep asking.

Misaka 9982 tilted her head: "Because... Zizi..."

He suddenly made an intermittent sound like an old radio when the signal was not good, and his figure became blurred.

Misaka Makoto stepped forward to grab his hand, but found that her hand passed through the phantom.

"Because... Kihara... the coordinates..."

Misaka 9982 struggled to convey these messages, and then suddenly disappeared, leaving only Misaka Makoto standing in the park in a daze.

"Forcibly quit because a keyword was detected?!" Misaka Makoto was furious.

What exactly is going on? !

Before, he just used his own DNA as the experimental material to create his younger brothers but then killed them. Now he doesn't even spare the main body? !

Are those insane people doing it behind the scenes? !Misaka Makoto gritted her teeth.

He suddenly looked up at the sky, and there was a crack in the blue sky.

Big chunks of blue sky fell from above, and blue-white currents ran around.

In reality, a huge blue-white electric current surged from Misaka Makoto's body, illuminating the carriage at night.

Kamado Nezuko burned Kamado Tanjiro's rope with a blood ghost technique, and Misaka Makoto was a little scared watching the power riot.

After thinking about it, this brown brother is usually very good to her, and he will show her the goldfish, so it shouldn't hurt her, so Nezuko walked over anyway, and subconsciously rewrapped the broken rope around Misaka Makoto's wrist, Then he burned the rope with vampirism.

Her approach was correct. If she directly awakened Misaka Makoto with the blood ghost technique, the consciousness of the man connected to Misaka Makoto would probably remain in Misaka Makoto's mind forever.

In fact, as soon as the man entered Misaka Makoto's consciousness space, he was discovered by the patrolling Misaka Network. In order to find out what was going on, the consciousness of the younger brothers gathered together, so the thin man saw tens of thousands of people when he opened his eyes. An army of clones watched him.

Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at him motionlessly, and they all looked exactly the same. These teenagers looked more like puppets than people. They didn't even have any life in their bodies, but they all looked at him.Such a terrifying scene made the man's legs weak instantly.

One of the younger brothers spoke first: "It's an illegal registrant, Misaka No. 12265 came to a conclusion."

"Why didn't the brain be burned due to the collision of different brain waves? Misaka 16652 raised an objection. It may be that people have logged into the Misaka network with an external connection device." Another opening followed.

"But this is a branch network established by my elder brother, and it can only be accessed through the port 'Misaka Makoto'. Misaka 19982 retorted." Then all the younger brothers began to discuss this issue.

The teenagers who looked exactly the same all opened their mouths to talk, and the man who looked at them was dizzy, the same people everywhere, the same clothes everywhere, and the same voice everywhere...

So, so scary!The spiritual world is actually like this, is this person mentally ill? !Why are there so many strange himself?

Men can't stand it!

Facing so many identical and hostile faces is simply mental torture. Even if he can't enter the sweet dream, men are unwilling to endure such pain! ! !

He hurriedly prepared to leave, and went back along the road, but found that the road was gone.

The man was at a loss: "...?"

"If you're looking for that way—" the boy standing on his left said appropriately.

"It was blown by the electric current of my brother 0.06 seconds ago. Misaka 15523 kindly reminded you." The boy standing on the right continued this sentence naturally.

"Can't you get back to your body? Misaka Misaka came to such a conclusion after inspecting the network!" Commander Tower spoke in the last work, his tone was obviously different from other young Misaka's, it was a child's tone, and there was a bit of it excited.

But the man couldn't see the short figure of the last work among so many Misakas, he could only hear his voice from above.

For a moment, all Misaka stopped talking, and looked at the man with calm eyes again.

Man: "...AHHHHH!!!"

He screamed in terror and sat on the ground with a thump.

"Then let's pack all the consciousness into a data package! Misaka Misaka suggested a good idea. You can't let him run around in the consciousness of your elder brother. If there is a suitable time, you can send him back. Misaka Misaka proposed for himself Brilliant advice and flattering." The Last Book concludes.

"Misaka agrees, Misaka 12256 answers."

"No. 16685 agrees."

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Although I don't understand what "pack him up" means, it's definitely not a good word!The man immediately stood up and wanted to run, but there were the same teenagers standing around him. He tried to fight back with the small dagger in his hand, but was disarmed by the nearest teenager, and then he lost his ability to move with a quick and neat movement.

"The Misakas have been imported into the fighting methods of the US military, Misaka told you so."

"It doesn't matter, you won't die, we just pack you up, your consciousness will sleep for a while, we will send you out, Misaka Misaka told you intimately."

"No pain, no feeling, and no discomfort, just like sleeping! Misaka Misaka added."

The man was pinned to the ground with his hands by the teenager, and shed tears of pain.

Without consciousness, isn't that dead?Thanks to him speaking so nicely!

Unexpectedly, he would be killed by mental illness. This young man looks quite normal, but he is actually a genius! !

People should not be judged by their appearance, as expected, none of the pillars in the Ghost Killing Squad is a normal person, Lord Ghost is right! !I should be more careful, the man thought desperately.

Just at this moment, Lu suddenly appeared in front of him—Nezuko tied the rope around Misaka Makoto's wrist, and was about to burn it.

The Misakas were all taken aback for a moment, as if trying to figure out what it was.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the man exerted the greatest strength in his life to break away from brother Misaka's shackles, and then ran to the passage at the fastest speed.

At this moment, he is full of the luck of the rest of his life and the fear of Misaka Makoto, mental illness is terrible!Especially the ones that look normal! ! !

The moment Nezuko burned the rope, the man fled back to his body, opened his eyes, and stared at Misaka Makoto's face.

The handsome young man lowered his head slightly, his light brown hair hung down on his fair face, his eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, the years were quiet, his elegance was like poetry, no matter from which angle he looked at it, he was a pleasing painting.

But the man has already been polluted by the spirit, now looking at Misaka Makoto's face only feels terrible, as if a group of identical teenagers would jump out of nowhere and attack him.

After the blood ghost technique was lifted, Misaka Makoto also opened her eyes, just in time to bump into the opponent's line of sight.

Suddenly, the man was terrified and screamed like a [-]-year-old girl meeting a man with malicious intentions: "Don't come here!! You are mentally ill!!"

Misaka Makoto: "???"

What's going on, didn't you cast the vampire technique on me first?I haven't done anything yet?Inexplicably blamed?

Don't act like I did something bad to you! !