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"Where is this, why am I here?"

The girl with twin ponytails looked around blankly, as if she was in the same room.In front of him was Misaka Mikoto, an unfamiliar woman in a white coat a little further away.

The shawl and hair are messy, and he looks like he hasn't had enough sleep, and his eyes are half-closed, and he looks like he will fall asleep at any time.

"This is the area under the electron tree."

Misaka Mikoto watched the eyes of the girl with ponytails gradually return from being dazed to sober.

"Didn't you help Chuchun invade the management system of Electronic Tree in Electronic Tree? Why are you here?"

"It's Chuchun. She discovered that there are other independent areas in the lower area, so I teleported down through space." Shirai Kuroko wanted to stand up, and Misaka Mikoto went up to hold her arm and supported her to stand up.

"I also heard what you said just now, but I didn't expect to hear half of it..."

As she spoke, she looked at Misaka Mikoto resentfully.

"Ahem, ahem, I'm sorry. That, that, that's right!"

Misaka, who was trying to change the subject, suddenly thought of what Shirai Kuroko said just now.

"You said that this place is independent?"

"Yes, it seems that only the power supply system is connected, because Uiharu can't access it through external intrusion." Shirai Kuroko leaned on Misaka Mikoto, turning his brain that had been numb by electricity just now.

"How is it possible, isn't this one of the super-large databases..."

Misaka Mikoto looked at the female researcher, waiting for her explanation.

"It's actually very easy to do, as long as you use the electronic tree."

The female researcher turned around and clicked on the electronic sand table on the [-]D display.

"I remember that you should have participated in the competition just now. Do you still remember the event that the event party used the gravity ion board to build the stage? The heavy ion board is the network cable for connection, and the electronic tree..."

Under her control, the electronic tree that originally only covered one-third of the small town stretched out with all its strength.

When those blades reached the limit area, they just covered all the heavy ion board foundations.

"Understood, this tree is the 'transfer station' of all computers. As long as it is needed, it can connect all these seemingly independent parts."

"It can be said that this super server, which is no less than a 'library', is the city itself. It can appear at any time, and can disappear at any time when necessary. In a sense, it is even more hidden than our library in Gao Tianyuan."

It's like making a computer into a module that can be separated.

When put together, it is a complete computer.

After being separated, the chassis can be called a 'cyberpunk bench', the display can be called a 'new era diffuse mirror', and the mouse and keyboard can also be used as 'self-defense weapons' or 'personal decoration'.

Just playing rogue.

"And these computers and data are the key to the 'artificial angel'."

"Finally we're talking about 'artificial angels', so what exactly is this thing!" Misaka Mikoto looked at the female researcher and asked, "What is Academy City researching this thing for?"

"It's complicated...but in short, someone in Academy City wants to be God."

After the female researcher finished speaking, the phone in her pocket rang suddenly.

She took out the phone and looked at the incoming call on it, frowning.

But instead of picking it up, he hung up with his backhand.

"Sorry, I have other things to attend to. Let's save these topics for another time."

"Hey, you can't go! You're gone, what shall we do?"

"Of course, go home and sleep. Children should not run around at night... If you want to know more, come to my research institute tomorrow to find me."

The female researcher rummaged through her pockets a few times.

"Ah, where is my business card? I remember I pretended..."

"Forget about postcards, why don't you just tell us the address!"

"No, there must be something like this in a world with adults."

Then, she made a very bold move.

The female researcher took off her clothes, leaving only her bra on her upper body.

Shaking his shirt vigorously.

"Wow wow wow, what are you doing!!!"

Misaka Mikoto threw away Shirai Kuroko, opened her arms and rushed towards the half-naked woman.

Chapter 67. I always want to sing a song when I see an empty place

Misfortune is like a tornado, it will not only destroy the parking lot, but also destroy Kamijou's happiness for the rest of his life.

To be honest, Kamijou didn't expect much from his own luck.

But even so, he won't give up.

Because the passbook is entrusted with his luck for the rest of his life, imagine Mr. Kamijou, who would have clogged his teeth when he drank cold water, what would happen if the misfortune doubled, or even the super misfortune doubled?

Will it invite a meteorite to hit the earth, or three S-class supernatural disasters in one day, or an eruption in Yellowstone Mountain Park?

Mr. Kamijou doesn’t want to become Mr. Kamijou!

Therefore, after knowing where the bankbook fell, Kamijou and Asami left the temporary branch of the guard without hesitation, and rushed to the electronic tree.

But only the two of them.

You said the guards also help?Sorry about that!

Although the security team really wanted to help Kamijou out of his troubles, they were too busy.

Because there are only three people in the temporary branch of the police force, and two of them have gone out to deal with civil disputes.The female security guards are left to look after the house, you can't let the security team have no one left.

But, but...

"Why are there only three guards sent for such a large-scale event!!!"

Kamijou Touma couldn't understand: "Is the high-level head of Academy City flooded? Do you think that installing cameras everywhere will make you feel at ease!"

Asami patted Kamijou's arm, her tone was a little helpless, and she said with some relief: "Those guys are absolute science fanatics, they believe in science more than people. Maybe they think there are more than three security guards." Well, I think it’s enough to leave everything to the library management.”

"So exaggerated?"

"It's that exaggerated! Among these fanatics, there are even those who advocate transforming ordinary people into robots to replace ability users in combat, or directly cloning A-level artificial ability users to mass-produce A-level ability users. If it is not for the ability person administration Strict enough in this regard, God knows what they will do."

"Crazy, these guys..."

Kamijou felt a chill down his back. He felt that it was normal for the Administration to be embezzled or corrupted in such a large size.

But this kind of guy who plays with human life is absolutely unforgivable.

But fortunately, there was no such guy in the Administration of Capable Persons.

The temporary branch of the security team is also in the center of the city, only a few minutes away from the electronic tree. Kamijou and Asami Asami stepped up their pace and returned to the original competition venue in just over a minute.

When the two went back, they happened to meet Fusang Caiai.

"Yo, you two haven't gone back yet?"

Fuso Aya, who had left her job as host, was still dressed coolly and exaggeratedly. The loudspeaker she was holding was hanging on her waist, flickering as she walked.

Kamijou saw her holding a large cardboard box in her arms, half a box of napkins inside.

It seems that the prizes in the competition have not been distributed, but it may be that most people did not claim them at all.

Noticing Kamijou's eyes, Fuso Aya said.

"This is an unfinished consolation prize, but it's mine now~ I'll share it with you."

"No need," Kamijou politely declined Fuso Ayaka's kindness, and asked straight to the point: "I'm here to find the administrator of Electronic Tree, do you know where it is?"

"Electronic tree administrator? What do you want her for?"

Fuso Aya looked at Kamijou suspiciously.

"because......"

Kamijou simply explained the reason, Fuso Aya nodded in understanding.

"I see, the passbook is gone, so do you want to look for it in the lower space? This is easy to handle, come with me!"

Aya Fuso put the napkin box in the corner of the backstage and waved to Kamijou and Asami.

Kamijou and Asami followed with some doubts.

"Where are we going?"

"Of course, go to the lower area. Well, actually, the 'Electronic Tree Administrator' you mentioned ~ or, the so-called 'Electronic Tree Administrator' never existed."

"Huh? But the guard said yes."

"The only one who can really manage the inside of the Electronic Tree is Academy City itself. We are only temporarily authorized users. Come this way~"

Fuso Caiai took out her phone, clicked on the software on it and took a look.

He took Kamijou and Asami to the seemingly ordinary corner.

"The Super Summer Festival will last for 5 days, that is, the day before the high school students start school. During this period, many people will use the electronic tree. Specially setting up personnel management will delay everyone's time, so Academy City The decision to make is to leave the event arrangement to the computer, select the best arrangement, and then assign the authority of the electronic tree to companies and organizations based on time."

"For example, I have the right to control some functions of the electronic tree from 18:30 to 8:10 tonight. Then when the time is up, the authority is automatically transferred to the next person. Because I want to be the moderator, So the activity team handed over the permissions to me. But~~~ In fact, it’s not very useful for me to use the permissions, the previous controls are basically programmed, and I just gave them just in case.”

After finishing speaking, Fuso Aya also arrived at the place.

A seemingly ordinary corner, an empty corner not far from the body of the electronic tree's steel structure.

As Fuso Caiai operated the phone, the ground collapsed and opened an entrance, as if pressing down on the surface of a chocolate cake with a spoon.

"The entrance is random, even if I have some administrative rights, I can't control where it will appear next time."

Fuso Caiai walked down while talking.

Heavy ion boards build the stairs leading directly to the lower floor.

"Are you coming too?"

"Of course, without me, how would you figure out the environment below. Don't you think the lower space is the same as the upper space, with streets and guide signs?"

Fusang Caiai waved her hand: "Okay, hurry up~ It's only a few minutes before eight o'clock, and you don't want to waste your time here."

"Thank you."

Kamijou thanked very earnestly, people who are willing to spend their time on strangers are generally not bad people.

Going down the stairs to the lower floor feels like entering another world.

This is the opposite of the summer festival town, where almost no one is here.

But somewhat unexpectedly, this place is not the kind of dark tunnel like a dungeon that Kamijou imagined, but spacious and bright.

"Like an underground parking lot."

Kamijou blurted out, and his voice echoed throughout the space.

"It's really similar, but it's not bad, isn't it? If there are no obstacles, it will be much easier for you to find things~" Fusang Caiai stuck her waist: "Ah~~~ This kind of place, I really want to sing a song here .”

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Chapter 68. Do not use Korean mobile phones

Fuso Ayai didn't just talk, she picked up the megaphone and was ready to act.

Kamijou hurriedly stopped her.

"Calm down, calm down! I understand the feeling of wanting to sing in an open place. Occasionally, I also have the urge to sing when I am afraid that my tone-deaf voice will be heard by others~ But now is not the time."

"What a disrespect, I'm not tone deaf!"

Aya Fuso wrinkled her nose, but still put the horn back on her belt.

That action is like a cowboy closing a gun.

Could it be that her weapon is a loudspeaker?

The three continued to explore in the brightly lit underground world. As Fusang Caiai said, the underground and the ground are completely different things.

It is not easy to get lost on the ground because there are various signs.