Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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"What are you talking about? Do, Misaka is extremely wary of strangers she doesn't know."

Misaka Sisters glanced up at the other person and then began to read the narration.

"emmmm..."

Pendragon didn't know what to say, so he reached out and patted her on the shoulder.

"May the Force be with you."

Misaka Sisters wanted to avoid contact with strangers, but she was a beat too slow, and the other person said something strange before leaving immediately.

"?"

The time for the experiment to begin was very close. Misaka didn't stare blankly at the other person's moving ahoge (cowlick). Instead, she wrote down the question, intending to let the other Misakas find an opportunity to figure it out.

Before heading to the location of the experiment, Misaka Sisters devised a new battle plan based on previous experimental records, pre-planned the route, and set traps with equipment.

In the alleyway where there were no passersby, no surveillance cameras, and even the lights were scarce, Misaka Mikoto stood like a statue, carrying her violin case.

"Ding." "Ding." "Ding."

Slow footsteps echoed from the darkness at the end of the alley, and a figure in a blue and white sailor uniform appeared in Misaka's line of sight.

"The time is now 20:58 PM. The 9980th test will begin in two minutes."

Misaka Sisters seemed like a robot that had been switched on, staring blankly at the short-haired white girl in front of her with indifferent eyes, saying these words without any emotional fluctuation.

Then, in front of the test subjects, she took the violin case off, placed it on the ground, opened it, and revealed the brand-new gun parts inside.

After repeated confirmation by the research department, it was determined that this weapon had no possibility of being turned into food.

It's been really strange lately. The researchers in charge of this experiment have found that all of the recent experiments have failed for various reasons, and some of the cases are quite bizarre, like supernatural events in literature.

It was as if some incomprehensible force was preventing this from happening.

Therefore, this newly planned experiment has also been included in the key observation, and the entire process was filmed and recorded by the institute's satellites and broadcast live at the institute for their observation and research.

With the bullet chambered, Misaka Mikoto secured the goggles on her head to her eyes and pulled the bolt.

"The time is 21:00 PM. We will now begin the 9980th experiment."

"Whatever happens, hopefully there won't be any of those silly accidents this time."

A hoarse voice came from the white-haired girl's throat, and a cruel smile appeared on her lips.

A bolt of electricity shot out from Misaka's orange bangs and struck the street lamp fixed to the wall.

The powerful electric current instantly extinguished the few lamps that could only provide a faint light, plunging the alley into complete darkness.

The white-haired girl, who was about to make a move, paused, then a mocking smile appeared on her lips.

Misaka Sisters used the night vision function of her goggles to clearly see the situation in the darkness. Hiding behind cover, she found that the other party was still standing in the same place without moving.

According to previous experimental records, Suzuko Yuriko possesses a similar ability to a reflective shield, making her completely immune to frontal attacks from thermal weapons.

Even though she knew that firing the gun might hurt her, Misaka Mikoto still put the scope's crosshair over the white-haired girl's sailor uniform.

Because this is part of the plan.

Misaka Sisters pulled the trigger with unusual decisiveness—

"Da da da!"

The Belgian-made FN2000 assault rifle demonstrated its powerful firepower to the fullest at this moment, with an average rate of fire of more than fourteen bullets per second, allowing Misaka Mikoto to empty an entire magazine in less than three seconds.

The muzzle flash provided illumination. Faced with the bullets flying towards her, the white-haired girl had no time to react, nor did she need to. She simply needed to reflect them all back...

"Ahhhh!"

In the infrared footage, the people in the research institute stared blankly as the white-haired girl was swept away by a burst of bullets, and the entire room fell into an eerie silence.

Suzuko Yuriko was knocked unconscious by the powerful impact, and her default reflexes remained active until the last second before she hit the ground.

P.S.: The word "sister" is too censored, it's so true. Chapter 240 is sexually suggestive, but that's alright.

Chapter 243 The End of Science is Metaphysics

Chapter 243

What's happening here?

The girl, who was in a coma, was obviously unable to think about this question. Even the researchers in the institute couldn't figure it out. Did Suzuko Yuriko want to commit suicide and shut down her ability?

"Quick! Call an ambulance! Get medical assistance here immediately!"

Misaka Sisters were also stunned. The battle plan they had made had only just begun, or even hadn't started yet, and this Level 6 Level 6 Level 6 Level 5 Level 5 Level 5 Level 6 ...

In that case, I won't get killed? Although I'm a little confused, it feels really good not to have to face death.

Yuriko Suzushina's abilities currently only apply to the scientific side and cannot yet analyze magical abilities.

Moreover, the bullets Misaka Sisters used this time were Qi-less bullets from another world, sealed in the magazine by Pendragon using the power of the Reality and Time gems. It would be a miracle if Yuriko's abilities were to work.

Misaka ran breathlessly to the experimental site. The dark alley was like the gaping maw of a giant beast, giving people a strong sense of fear.

Swallowing hard, Misaka suppressed the fear brought by the unknown and stepped inside.

As her eyes gradually adapted to the dark environment, coupled with the light pollution of Academy City, Misaka was able to see the situation inside more clearly.

There were no signs of a fight, nor any particularly loud noises; it was just a rather unusual, secluded alley.

"I knew it, how could there be such an absurd experiment..."

Misaka was covered in sweat from running, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to leave and go back to her dormitory, she suddenly froze halfway through turning around.

He heard footsteps coming from the alley, turned around and looked in that direction, and saw a monstrous shadow walking in.

"Brother?"

Misaka's frightened expression froze. As the shadow drew closer, he realized it wasn't a monster, but rather his sister carrying another girl in a short skirt on her shoulder.

"..."

What's going on?

Why is what he saw different from the information he found?

"Is that the one you're carrying, Academy City's No. 1, Suzushina Yuriko?"

"Yes."

Misaka nods readily.

"..."

Hmmmm...

"How is she? Is she dead?"

Misaka saw no trace of blood and looked at Suzushina Yuriko, whose car had overturned, with curiosity.

At this point, he did not witness his sister's murder, nor did he see the hordes of clones. So, could it be said that his feelings were not so intense?

In short, he didn't want to believe those things were real from the bottom of his heart, so he appeared normal on the surface.

"Based on the initial diagnosis, it is a broken rib, accompanied by fever, but there is no danger to life. Do, Misaka made this deduction based on experience."

"It's so miserable..."

Wasn't it ranked first? Wasn't the average ability of "Sisters" only Lv2? What's going on now?

So, was the experiment stopped?

"how did you do it?"

Misaka followed his sister curiously, just as he had done that afternoon, watching her put Suzushina Yuriko into the ambulance.

"I just fired a shot and she fell down. Do, Misaka didn't know what happened either, so she told the truth."

"..."

Suzuko Yuriko's injuries appear to be quite severe, making it impossible for her to continue experiments in the short term, which gives him ample time to investigate.

Shortly after Misaka left, the Misaka Sister who had defeated Academy City's No. 1 was recalled to the research institute.

They need to examine the weapon in Misaka's hand again. This isn't the first time such a supernatural event has occurred; the backup plan they prepared just to give it a try has actually come in handy.

Before she could develop complete emotions, Misaka Mikoto, who had been instilled with the absolute obedience to orders, returned to the scene and collected the scattered bullet casings, bringing them all back to the research institute for her superiors to study.

It is said that the end of science is theology. After this incident, even scientific researchers have to start to doubt whether what they know is the truth.

In other words, they are starting to become a little superstitious.

It feels like there might be some mystical element surrounding this particular Misaka Sister with that number, which is why the experiment kept failing and disrupting the supercomputer's pre-planned scenario.

The designers of the tree diagram had been compromised for unknown reasons a few weeks earlier. With the resources they currently had, they were unable to perform the calculations again. In order to avoid taking the blame, they decided to skip a part of the experimental process, erase the previous erroneous experimental information, and start with a new numbered Misaka Sister, beginning with number 10000.

Of course, all of this is on the premise that Suzushina Yuriko recovers from her injuries.

Misaka 10000 was thus allowed to leave the team and operate freely outside. Before she left the research institute, Misaka 9980 gave 10000 a Gekota badge that she believed represented good luck.

The badge, which had been imbued with infinite divine power by Pendragon, naturally became an ordinary item after being used once.

However, the badge that had come into contact with her bore the marks of Pendragon's power...

Misaka 10000 repeated what 9980 had done before, wandering aimlessly through the streets, only returning to the research institute at specific times to resupply.

The Gekota badge she had pinned to the corner of her clothes was discovered by a meticulous male researcher. After examining it and finding nothing unusual, he perhaps felt a pang of pity and returned the badge to her.

Misaka 10000 held the recovered gift in both hands, unsure of what to feel. Her eyes remained calm as she silently gazed at the design on the badge.

The frog on this badge is very special. It has a pair of pure white wings on its back, making it look like an angel among frogs. It's definitely a very rare type, no wonder Misaka emptied several gashapon machines just to get her hands on it.

As Misaka 10000 stared at the badge for longer, the Gekota pattern, which was originally just printed on, began to change!

The once adorable and innocent frog's eyes now held an indescribable shadow resembling dancing tentacles. Its pure angel wings were stained with darkness, slowly transforming into a pair of crazed bat wings, each hair on them seeming like a real, living creature, with swirling, inverted triangular teeth—

Misaka Sisters' blank stare turned vacant as she walked out of the research institute in a daze and wandered the streets for most of the day.

"Uh...where am I?"

Chapter 244 The Chosen One

Chapter 244

Her unfocused eyes gradually regained their brilliance, and the Misaka Sisters' eyes regained their vibrant color, just like a normal person's.

It's like a blind person regaining their sight one day; a soul being infused into an emotionless body!

Fang Cun felt like he had slept for a very long time, and his head was still a little dizzy, so he couldn't figure out what was going on.

"Did I sleepwalk into the street?"

The unfamiliar streets indicated that he was not near his home, and might even be no longer in his own country.

He noticed that the characters used in the shops on the street were not pure Chinese characters, and by carefully listening to the conversations between passersby, he could tell that the language they were using was not a dialect from any part of China, but rather Japanese from a neighboring country.

"Wait, why do these moving metal buckets look so familiar?"

"Could it be that I've somehow gotten incredibly lucky and time-traveled?!"

"Looks like I, Teemo, am the chosen one!"

"Stay calm! I need to stay calm! First, I need to figure out where I've transmigrated to, what my identity is, and whether I have any cheat abilities!?"

The last one is crucial, because it determines whether a time traveler can even be considered human. Want to live a life of luxury and own a harem? Without a cheat code, you might as well give up and go to sleep.

"Ok?"

It seems the person who transmigrated has a pretty good living environment. Their hands are fair and delicate, so tender that they look like soft tofu, the kind of hands that you could squeeze water out of. It's obvious that they come from a wealthy family.

Fang Cun looked at his hands and then suddenly froze.

Wait, something seems off!

Looking at his hands, Fang Cun also saw his legs—slender, straight, and hairless, the kind that's absolutely the most imposing... But why the hell are they wearing short skirts?!

Fang Cun suddenly remembered another trope in time-travel novels—

"Could the transformation be that horrific?"

Having lost control of her emotions, Fang Cun disregarded the fact that they were on the street and lifted her skirt to reach down.

Even cross-dressing men, effeminate men, or trans women are all fine...