[Ding! The signal of the seeker was overwhelmed by the enemy. It seems that the situation is very bad. Does the host answer the call with the car]

"I..." Lin Yan wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say when the words came to her mouth. She had a feeling of washing away, "Can you give me something serious?"

I ding! The host refuses to help the seeker, the signal receiver continues to activate, receiving.... receiving... receiving help signal]

"My mother who solves any problems for June 83 is not here. Even if I ask God to worship Buddha, there will be no miracle. Even if I cry, no hero will come to help me. But..."

In order to save their lives, the only thing to do is to do it, even if it is very dangerous, very afraid, and very difficult.

The voice of the seeker was soft and firm, completely different from the previous two.

It's more like making up your mind than asking for help.

Yes, just make up your mind.

Because this is not a voice at all, but the voice of the seeker.

"System, connect me to the helper."

Whether it is a sand iron attack controlled by a magnetic field or a stun gun, whether it is an electromagnetically controlled rail stab or its own unique super-electromagnetic gun, it has no effect.

Accelerator just stood there and let her attack, and she couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest.

That desperately powerful gap in strength made Mikoto cry her own incompetence.

However, what annoyed her the most was the attitude of the Misaka sisters.

They didn't seem to care about their own lives at all, and they didn't understand their actions at all. They said to her, "We were born to be killed," and said to her, "We are experimental mice".

Facing a desperate enemy, she wanted to save them, but the rescued did not want to be saved. No matter what, Misaka Mikoto felt desperate.

At night, Misaka Mikoto was sitting on the street rest chair in a daze. She didn't know what to do until she thought of her mother, the mother who would help her no matter what happened.

"The mother who solves any problems for me is not here. Even if I pray to God and worship Buddha, there will be no miracles. Even if I cry, no heroes will come to help me. But..." Misaka Mikoto's dull eyes burned with fighting spirit, "In order to save them Even if it is very dangerous, very scary, and very difficult, it must be done...and, you can't drag Kuroko and the others."

Misaka Mikoto's face was firm.

"Then let me help you!"

"Who? Who's there?" She stood up abruptly and looked around, but the dark and dark street was silent, only the chirping of insects could be heard.

"The only way you can stop the experiment is to destroy the research institute's equipment and data. But let's not say whether you can successfully destroy the research institute's equipment and data, even if you do, can you stop the experiment?"

"Who the hell are you?" Misaka Mikoto glanced around vigilantly, arcs throbbing on her body.

She was prepared that if something unexpected happened, the lightning gun would be fired at the first time.

"I? "

The voice paused, as if he wanted to introduce himself again.

I'm really crazy, how could such a foolish guy be so heavy with this kind of thing?

Misaka Mikoto smiled wryly, it seemed that I was really stressed out.

"Your mental pressure is indeed a bit high."

"Is it a spiritual power?" Misaka Mikoto raised her head sharply again and glanced around with sharp eyes. .

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