Don't worry, Yokohama is about to end

——That is... "Yokohama".

This is the concept that automatically popped up in Koyo Ozaki's mind the first time she saw the object in front of her clearly.

The city model, as bright as a diamond, is quietly suspended in mid-air, and it is superimposed with layers of circular frames shaped like globes, carefully guarding the inner core in the center——

A small spirit foundation was sleeping in it.

Koyo Ozaki raised her head, staring at the spirit base in fascination.

She unconsciously took a few steps forward, and consciously held her breath—as if she was afraid of disturbing the little unknown. For the first time in her life, this PortMafia officer observed "her" so carefully.

"She" is too small.

Fragile enough to be reminiscent of a newborn baby, raindrops dangling precariously from the edge of the petals.

I'm afraid that even a bigger movement will destroy "her".

The reason why Ozaki Koyo uses "she" to describe the unknown in front of her is not because she has a human-like appearance, but rather, her form is close to nothing and seems to change a lot.

When the orange-haired woman looked at "her", it was as if she saw flying birds high in the sky, the red sunset glow, the flowing Tsurumi River, and the panting of whistling whistles, as if——

Saw Yokohama.

"You've brought something incredible."

A woman's voice sounded behind Ozaki Koyo, and the orange-haired woman was startled suddenly, and suddenly woke up from the state of immersion.

when!

Koyo Ozaki looked at the person approaching warily, the dagger in his sleeve was ready to go.

To be in such a state of being absent-minded, not even noticing that a stranger is approaching, this can be said to be a completely black history of incompetence for the Ozaki officer, if this is passed on to the Supernatural Secret Service Division...

Koye Ozaki glanced at Ango Sakaguchi from the corner of his eyes, but was speechless and found that their old opponent was staring at the model without blinking. That "idiot" (not) appearance made the knife in Koye Ozaki's hand ready to move .

"Hey, calm down, I'm not your enemy, PortMafia."

The visitor took advantage of the situation and raised his hands. His calm tone did not reveal any panic, but he managed to bring a young man with glasses back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yi Zeyuan."

Koyo Ozaki put away her aura and said in a standard manner.

"Hey, we meet again, Miss Issawa." Ango Sakaguchi tried his best to save his lost face.

"Forget it, none of that matters."

Yoshiko Izuzawa waved her hands indifferently, turned around and strode towards the calculation table, and said casually, "Come here, you will be interested in this."

Looking at the casual tone like greeting a puppy, he really didn't save face for the Mafia cadres and important government officials behind him.

Even if it is a government official, he is not afraid of being cut in half by a vicious cadre.

Yoshiko Izawazono is really not afraid.

For this glamorous and talented researcher at this moment, even if Amaterasu came, it was not as important as a line of experimental data in the report, let alone, what was in front of her surpassed everything, and it was true. Another level of scientific and technological achievements.

The long-haired scholar in white clothes put his hands in his pockets and stepped on [-]cm stiletto heels. He aggressively led a Mafia cadre and a government official to rush towards the main console, stepping on the high heels under his feet in a posture of combat boots.

"Operation principle, fixed-point calculation of information transmitted across time and space, and the concept of no deviation, these are all information extracted from the computer information flow submitted by you, and its existence itself has surpassed the barriers that can be touched in the current era..."

Yoshiko Kazawa was talking endlessly, and a series of obscure technical terms came out of her mouth like a machine gun. The amount of information was so large that there was a short blank expression on the expression of Ango Sakaguchi behind.

As for Ozaki Momiji?

Oh, as early as the moment the researcher opened his mouth, this magnificent female cadre with outstanding military strength gave up trying to keep up with the speed of the other party's speech, and instead chose to accept the report handed over by the young assistant.

"That's too esoteric for you guys, read this one."

Yi Zeyuan Yoshiko casually took away the ten-page report handed over by the assistant, and then stuffed a 10cm thick report into the arms of the two of them.

Ozaki Momiji: "..."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

This "book" is really vivid.

The two held back the corners of their mouths that wanted to twitch, and looked at each other.

Yoshiko Kazawa is right, this report is very suitable for them. It is not so much a professional academic analysis as it is more like a science fiction novel mixed with theological elements.

Pseudo-earth environment model? Chaldeas, this miracle was created by the legendary Clock Tower Twelve Branches.

Assuming that the planet has a soul, then this thing called "Pseudo-Earth Model" is like copying the soul of the Earth and simulating the data of "another Earth".

In the research room they are in at the moment, the object in front of them is a miracle similar to this.

It's just that compared to Chaldeas, "she" is too rough and simple. If the former is a great scholar full of knowledge, then "she" is at best a newborn baby.

But it has to be admitted that even such a simple "baby" cannot be produced by today's Academy City.

This model is hidden in the computer program flow sent by the port mafia. After a series of stimulation, "she" jumped out unexpectedly——

With high-quality and high-density intelligence aggregates, even the matter is different from the phase they are in.

They are not even qualified to touch "her".

This is definitely a devastating blow to dimensionality reduction for the arrogant son of heaven in the center of Academy City.

But at the same time, it is also an excellent challenge and tribute to them.

An almost burning frenzy burst out in Yoshiko Izawa's eyes.

"In other words, "she", this model has the possibility of transmitting creatures across time and space? "

Ango Sakaguchi closed the report in his hand and asked in a tight voice.

"Transferring creatures across time and space?"

Izawa Sono Yoshiko glanced at Ango Sakaguchi in surprise, the glamorous researcher seemed to have heard an extremely absurd and childish joke, and sneered bitterly, "That kind of thing is not even worthy of touching the soles of "her" shoes! "

Yoshiko Ichizawa raised her eyebrows, pushed aside the blocking assistant with astonishing momentum, her fingers fluttered on the calculation console, and a 1:1 scaled-down model in mid-air was ejected on the screen.

"Don't you understand? This is the real copy of the "city" soul! "

"Don't talk about transmitting creatures across time and space, as long as there is enough time, "she" can even simulate and calculate all the data of Yokohama's future!Five years, ten years, 100 years!This is the real realm of gods! "

Yoshiko Izawa took a breath, her eyes were astonishingly bright: ""She" has great potential, not to mention crossing time and space, if conditions permit, she can even be used as a spirit-like son, transferring human beings to any era in the form of a spirit son ! "

The research room was extremely quiet, no one spoke, but endless words were brewing in everyone's eyes.

"Snapped……"

Koyo Ozaki closed the report, her gaze was as cold as ice, and she looked at Yoshiko Kazuzawa, "What's the condition?"

Izawa Sono Yoshiko was stunned for a moment, the cold gaze of the Mafia cadre finally calmed down the researcher a little bit, and the blood on his head faded a bit.

Of course she knew what the other party was asking, but——

Izawa Sono Yoshiko frowned in embarrassment, "The condition is time."

"We need more time."

Spirit transfer, this is definitely not just talk.

Even if "someone" sent them a miraculous pseudo-Yokohama environment model, they still need time to figure it out.

"Time...?"

Koyo Ozaki lowered her eyelashes.

They might be able to wait, but the kid—

That girl named Mei Zhishang, can she afford to wait?

??

"Tsk, it's not an option to wait like this."

Zhi Shangzhai, Dazhuang Sakai restlessly put down the electrode gun in his hand, he stood up, and paced back and forth in the basement with his hands behind his back.

Before Mei left, the brown-eyed boy gave the silver-haired girl almost all the tools he could use, including the gunblade Gloria, the miniature light bullets, and even the last remaining treatment solution.

It is no exaggeration to say that the silver-haired girl who is fully armed at this moment is no less than a walking arsenal.

But even so, there was still an unspeakable uneasiness hanging over his heart like a dark cloud.

I always feel that something has been overlooked by them...

"Damn it! What the hell is the omission!"

The thin, brown-eyed boy grabbed his hair irritably, leaning his already fluffy hairstyle closer to the lion's mane.

Songbeiquan, AI, scientific research headquarters...

The nouns flashed through his mind frame by frame like document animations.

Suddenly, the map of the AI ​​research headquarters of "Miracle Technology" jumped out without warning.

AI Research Headquarters... Speaking of which, does the terrain of that place look familiar?

Daizo Sakai vaguely felt that he had caught the attention.

"Hanabag, bring up Yokohama's location comparison map and historical news over the past 50 years!"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, large sections of information quickly appeared in the projection light curtain.

Three light curtains appeared in front of Dazhuang Sakai at the same time, and the young man scanned them with all his attention, filtering the key information in them at an extremely terrifying speed.

Miracle Technology AI buildings...

Red Brick Warehouse...

1911 Post-war logistics base...

Dazhuang Sakai flipped down page by page. At this moment, an inconspicuous news report the size of tofu appeared in his sight.

The eyelids of the brown-eyed boy twitched, and he selected the report and pulled it to the most central position.

……

"[Yokohama Red Brick Warehouse, built in the Meiji period, was once the largest war and earthquake disaster material warehouse. According to textual research, the underground hides a space exceeding [-] square meters, enough to accommodate thousands of people...]"

“[The spokesperson of Miracle Technology said that it will not destroy the traces of history...reserve and invest in new development...]”

……

what is this?

A space beyond [-] square meters, enough to accommodate thousands of people?

In the data map given by Songbeiquan's AI, there is no such thing!

In an instant, Dazhuang Sakai's pupils trembled, and a huge wave of panic rose in his eyes.

——"Oops! Mei!"

??

At the same time, it seems that Miracle Technology's AI center area.

"Uncle Songbei, are you sure that the defense wall of Miracle Technology is difficult to break through?"

The silver-haired girl and Song Beiquan squatted in front of a white wall like squirrels. The virus spirit hidden in the girl's optical brain successfully invaded the protection of the white wall. Judging from the data returned, this so-called super powerful The firewall, under the virus program written by Da Zhuang, has no power to fight back.

"This... I, I don't know..."

Song Beiquan stared blankly at the cracking progress bar on the screen, showing a rare stunned expression.

Happiness came too suddenly, so what was the reason for his dormancy and patience all this time?

In an instant, this young man in a white coat felt a feeling of sadness or joy in his chest.

Seeing Songbeiquan's unfaltering expression, Zhishang Mei frowned.

At the same time, a long beep sounded from the optical brain on the girl's wrist.

[Data cracked successfully]

[Identity confirmation, open A2 area...]

After the icy electronic announcement, a crack opened in the middle of the white curtain wall.

Under the gaze of the two, this obstructive white wall slowly opened before their eyes.

The author has something to say: [Pseudo-Earth Environment Model? Chaldeas] [Spirit Foundation] [Spirit Body Transfer]...

It comes from the settings in "Fate" (FGO). Cough, it doesn't matter if the little angel doesn't understand. Simply put, that model is a giant time-traveling machine + computing computer, which can predict the development of civilization on the earth in the next 100 years.

And now this one has become a "Pseudo-Yokohama Mirage Model", well, it is a real functional downgrade for Yokohama.

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Known clues:

Mr. Nakahara

Bring back the laptop

something to hide

Academy City doesn't understand

but shocked

Da Zhuang also discovered that he had neglected the incredible information

Mei girl, dangerous

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A silver-haired girl (Bye): "Fortunately, Da Zhuang didn't follow."

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!