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"Well, this is not good, this is almost..."

Fujiwara's gaze wandered back and forth among the stationery, and it seemed difficult to find the style he liked.

"What's your suggestion Kamijou! What should I use better?"

"I don't care, as long as it's easy to use. You might as well try it on the test paper next to it."

Kamijou looked at the ballpoint pen on the counter, and his eyes widened.

It can be said that it is worthy of the Academy City where green pepper spinach soda is sold in the vending machines, and even the stationery store is so unique.

In addition to the normal cylindrical ballpoint pens, there are also ballpoint pens with scratch glass devices at the end, ballpoint pens with alarms for self-defense, and even electric shocker ballpoint pens with the effect of electric shock.

Is the last one really illegal?

In addition, there are doll series ballpoint pens.There are blue cats, black and white mice, dogs in hats, and ducks.But that kind of thing can tell at a glance that the effect of decoration is greater than the function, and it is more like a toy that attracts children.

But Fujiwara was interested in a cute-looking boa constrictor doll ballpoint pen.

Kamijou took her/his hand that was about to move.

"No, there is evil ahead."

"Why?"

"Playing with figurines will not end well. In the end, you will get nothing but a bunch of useless ballpoint pens."

Kamijou pointed to the side of the python series, as well as cobras, bamboo leaves, coral snakes and so on.

And on the other side of the python line is the green frog line, which is sold out.

"Trust me, humans don't have that much self-control."

"Is this the legendary legal scam? It is said that it is a commodity strategy that uses people's desire to collect to absorb the victim's wallet!"

There was a flash of 'shock' in Fujiwara's eyes, and he gave up the python ballpoint pen with some regret.

"Still choose to compare...I'm going to try this." She/he turned to the original shelf of normal ballpoint pens, and then stopped halfway.

"kindness?"

Kamijou followed Fujiwara's gaze, and there were advertisements with the words 'high technology', 'new product', 'no need to change the refill' and 'one can last a lifetime'. A ballpoint pen similar to the 'Eternal Pen'.

The two moved over curiously, and the clerk seemed to teleport to them.

"Are customers interested in our new products?"

"I'm curious. This is the first time I've seen a ballpoint pen that doesn't need to change the refill. But do you really not need to change the refill? Isn't it a word game?"

Just as airplanes without wings turned out to be helicopters, so freer football turned out to be rugby.

It is not uncommon for Academy City to replace concepts and deceive stupid students.

"It's not a word game. Although it is a bit exaggerated, the description in the advertisement is correct. At least there is really no need to change the refill. The highly compressed ink block is used inside, and the ink can be released with a little water. The ink's Enough to write a trillion words."

One trillion, sounds really powerful.The average person may not be able to write [-] million words in a lifetime.

But to be honest, this pen looks quite ordinary. Except that the whole body is made of metal, it is no different from the common ballpoint pens on the market.

"Where does that water come from?"

"When the pen body is not in use, it will absorb water molecules from the surrounding atmosphere, as well as sweat from the human body. Salt and the like will be directly incorporated into the ink and written on paper~"

"Forehead......"

Kamijou imagined his own sweat being written on paper and then handed over to the teacher.

I always feel that the taste is not right.

And think about it carefully, is the compressed ink in this pen really okay?Wouldn't it really explode under such a great pressure?

"Fujiwara, what do you think?"

"I think it's fine."

"Should you also hand in your own sweat?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just water and salt. And don't you leave sweat on other people's hands when you shake hands?"

You're right, I don't even know how to refute it.

Fujiwara finally bought this high-tech ballpoint pen.Seeing the way he kept looking at the pen, he should be very satisfied.

The next textbook and pencil case are also bought.However, Kamijou found that Fujiwara seemed to like snake creatures very much, and these stationery were painted with snake patterns.

After everything was ready, the two were ready to take the elevator downstairs.

"En~~~~ It's finally over, I don't know if it's luck or bad luck."

Kamijou took out his phone and looked at it with emotion.

The time was much earlier than he expected.He once thought it would take more than three hours, but it was solved in less than one and a half hours.

"Hurry up and go home to take a shower, and you have to wash off your clothes, too, Fujiwara. By the way, let's go to the old man's place to buy some ingredients for cooking at noon. Fujiwara, will you go home directly or go to the convenience store?"

"The old man will go with you, my dormitory is not far from there."

Fujiwara pulled up the clothes on his chest and shook them. Under the half-dry and half-wet clothes, he could vaguely see whiter and tenderer skin than women.

Kamijou glanced at it, then turned his head hastily.

"Fujiwara-san, I have a small suggestion here, I wonder if you can listen to it?"

"please say."

"I would like to ask you to wear a vest underneath no matter what clothes you wear in the future!"

"Eh? Yes, yes, but why?"

"There is no reason! If you insist on asking why, if you don't wear anything, after sweating in summer, a lot of people will bleed!"

"Bleeding? . . . well, well."

Fujiwara agreed, under Kamijou's very firm attitude.

"However, having said that...why doesn't the elevator reach the place? Didn't we sit from the third floor?"

"Yes, it seems to be so. Stumped!"

Kamijou Touma's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to see that the number of the elevator had been stuck at 2 and remained motionless.

"Unfortunately, what's going on? It's hard..."

Could it be the problem caused by my random thinking just now?However, I didn't think about anything except Fujiwara!

Never can, come out again...

boom----------

This time, it was a violent explosion.

"......Accident."

Vibration followed, and utter darkness.

Chapter 87. After all, misfortune prevailed

There was an accident in the seventh school district. The water tank on the top floor of a certain shopping mall was accidentally ruptured, and the water that flowed out penetrated into the cracked roof due to sunlight, and entered the elevator machine room, causing an explosion.

People in the mall have now been evacuated.But there are still people trapped in the elevator and need to be rescued.

Shirai and Misaka are going to rush there now.

In fact, this matter should have been handled by the police or the Academy City Fire Department, and the Disciplinary Committee has nothing to do with it anyway.What's more, Misaka Mikoto is not even a disciplinary committee member.

In reality, however, it was a supernatural event.Because the satellite over Academy City detected the phenomenon that the AIM diffusion force field was disturbed by unknown factors.

In other words, the rupture of the water tank was not an accident, but was disturbed by the ability.

"Misaka-senpai's guess is correct, the gathering phenomenon of the AIM diffusion force field has indeed triggered a catastrophic event."

Shirai Kuroko now also agrees with Misaka's opinion, because the facts are here.

Her voice was broken because she was moving in space.

But she was not the only one who also spoke intermittently.Misaka Mikoto grabbed Shirai Kuroko's hand and followed Shirai's spatial movement.

"And this is definitely not the only time. Believe me, things like angels are definitely more deadly than you think. An accident of this level can't even be counted as a spark."

"Are you still coming?! Is Academy City crazy? To create this kind of thing in the future, and put the lives of everyone in Academy City as a bet!" Shirai couldn't understand, she couldn't understand those people who agreed to this kind of crazy manufacturing plan idea.

Besides, the purpose of manufacturing weapons is to protect the people, but the manufacturing process requires everyone in Academy City to bear the risk!This is completely putting the cart before the horse!

"Aren't they worried about the consequences of this kind of accidental exposure? The Ability User Administration will definitely not agree!"

"So they blocked all the information. Not to mention the A-level ability users of the Tokyo branch, even the library did not record the clues of this manufacturing plan. If it weren't for Professor Mushan, we would still be foolish to think that this was a normal accident. !"

Shirai Heizi opened his mouth, and said hesitantly, "Do you want to notify other A-level ability users?"

Misaka was silent, and there were many contacts of A-level ability users in her phone book.She knew the phone numbers of Touma Kamijou, Asami Asami, and even Misaki Shokuhou.

But should they be notified?

Professor Mushan said very clearly before that stopping this experiment is an enemy of the entire Academy City.

I... can't drag them into the water too.

And, it's not just them.

Misaka Mikoto looked at Kuroko Shirai out of the corner of her eye, and shook her head.

"You can't tell them, because even if other A-levels come, they won't be able to stop it. Academy City is at its last juncture. Even if it's impossible for the Ability User Administration to stop them, the coercion of A-level ability users will only make them more desperate advance plan."

"so what should I do now?"

Misaka Mikoto answered Shirai's question without hesitation:

"Look, find what Professor Kiyama said can change the AIM's diffusion force field. If you find that thing, you can negotiate with Academy City."

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It's dark and it hurts.

Kamijou Touma rubbed his head with his hands, he fell when the elevator shook just now, and hit his head on the handrail of the elevator.

If he hadn't already been a user of the Honkai power, he would definitely have died on the spot.Even if he didn't die, he couldn't be awake.

Take out the phone from your pocket, adjust the screen to the brightest, and use the light that is not too bright to look around.

"Fujiwara, are you alright?"

"It's okay to be old."

The voice came from the side, and Kamijou fumbled around, trying to find a long, soft object.

"Kamijou, you are touching the old man's thigh, right?"

"No, I don't know where you are at all. Maybe Death wants to drag you to hell."

Kamijou felt Fujiwara's thigh muscles stiffen instantly.

Then his hand was hit hard by a blow, hitting his knuckles just right.

"Wow ah ah ah-!!!"

Kamijou screamed: "Why did you hit me!!!"

"Oldness is just to drive away ghosts and gods."

"I'm not a ghost!"

"It can't be said~"

Another light source came on, and Fujiwara took out her/his phone, and followed suit by turning on the screen of the phone.

Both of them found the other's position and slowly stood up while leaning on the wall.

The two put their mobile phones on their chins and took photos from the bottom up.

At first glance, it looks like a ghost in a Hong Kong supernatural movie.

"The elevator is powered off, is it related to the explosion just now?"

"It's probably because the engine on the top is broken. The elevators in Academy City all have leveling power-off devices. If it's just a power outage in the building, the elevator can at least take us to a safe floor."

Kamijou didn't know how to read the tractor, but Fujiwara understood it anyway.