September 25th, the seventh day of the Daha Star Festival.

The grand closing ceremony was held as scheduled, and the awards, announcement of the rankings, and the final city-wide parade were proceeding in an orderly manner.

Although the atmosphere is still warm, and the students and tourists are also very interested, but after all, it still feels a little bit worse...

It was as if an invisible haze was covering Academy City—it was the aftermath of a series of events that happened the day before yesterday.

Even though Academy City, Japan, the United States, and even the Roman Orthodox Church have jointly blocked news and controlled intelligence, there is no impenetrable wall in the world after all.

What's more, the attack on the US Navy fleet alone is enough to attract the attention of the whole world. All kinds of news and gossip spread all over the world immediately, and when we looked back, it was too late to block the news.

Fortunately, after the best efforts of all parties, the management of public opinion and intelligence leakage is still within a relatively controllable range.

"The evidence is the closing ceremony that is held as usual." Shokuhou Misaki said, "Although I don't want to admit it, this kind of group emotional interference is indeed a technology developed by using my ability."

"It feels like everyone has forgotten what happened the day before yesterday. It's a little scary." Shirai Kuroko said, "Obviously Academy City was invaded, and there was almost a naval battle outside, but calm returned overnight..."

"In terms of concealing information, he is still as proficient as ever." Misaka Mikoto also said, "Well, after all, that kind of thing happened, in order to avoid commotion, it is inevitable, right?"

After all, she also used the power of Shokuhou Misaki to hide information about her younger sisters, so her attitude towards Academy City's behavior is also very contradictory.

"Speaking of which, how is Ling Xingye doing? It is said that he was seriously injured this time and even had to be admitted to the hospital for treatment?" Shokuhou Misaki asked again.

"It's more like fatigue than injury?" Misaka Miqin recalled the scene when they visited the hospital yesterday - from the appearance and the medical certificate, Ling Xingye didn't have any injuries on his body, but he rarely asked for hospital treatment , and depressed, declined visitors.

Even Hitomi Shiranui didn't stay for too long.

"Something must have happened?" Shokuhou Misaki said.

…

In the middle of the night on September 23, inside the abandoned theater "Bomingzuo" - Yanshi Baoliang's Fangcunshan "Magic Theater".

A railgun shot by Misaka Mikoto put an end to the day's fierce battle.

Baoliang suffered two heavy blows one after another, his body was completely torn in two.

In desperation, Misaka Mikoto didn't hold back at all, the air waves rolled up by the super railgun even broke through the gale of the wind ahead.

The latter immediately looked over with unkind eyes.

However, due to the limited viewing angle, Misaka Mikoto did not notice the existence of the wind ahead for a while.

Seeing this, Ling Xingye immediately shouted: "Meiqin, don't pay attention to that guy! She is an accomplice here."

Dispel Misaka Mikoto's hostility in time to prevent her from being attacked by the "Damn Spell".

And Lu Xuyang seemed to recognize the God's Right Seat immediately, so he was not affected.

Front Wind picked up the hammer, thought about it and then put it down.

Indeed, as Ling Xingye said, in this weird field, they are not the primary enemy.

Of course, not friends.

The reason why she listened to Ling Xingye was only because of his strength.

——I don't know if it's an illusion, but the wind in front feels that it is the young man in front of him who controls this area at this time.

Feng Front carefully kept a distance from Ling Xingye, watching him while searching the auditorium for traces of Sister Agnes.

But at this time, the auditorium that witnessed the defeat of the magician Baoliang was completely surrounded by cheers, and it was so chaotic that it was difficult to find a girl among them.

Misaka Mikoto and Lu Xuyang immediately ran towards Ling Xingye.

Ling Xingye took a deep breath, looked up, but noticed Shiranui Hitomi on Lu Xuyang's back.

"What happened to Hitomi?"

"Don't worry, I just fell asleep." Lu Xuyang said, "There is no problem with the physical condition, but the reason is unknown..."

"Okay, I see." Ling Xingye nodded.

He knew the reason—not long ago, Haruki Kiyama was running "Fantasy Hand 2.0" with all his strength. As the core of this network, Hitomi Shiranui fell into a deep sleep because of the heavy burden.

"There are two biggest problems now!" Ling Xingye suddenly raised his voice, intending to let the wind in front of him hear it.

"First of all, the nearly 100,000 spectators here are about to be liberated..." Ling Xingye looked around, "In order to avoid crushing and stampede accidents, I will control the speed and range of release. But after all, it is a huge scale of 100,000 people, and absolutely Most of them have lost a lot of blood, and suddenly appearing in the outside world will definitely cause all kinds of problems."

"So I need you to go out and seek support first—whether Academy City or the Tokyo government," Ling Xingye looked at the wind ahead again, "Whether it is Christianity... In short, find a force that can receive 100,000 people as soon as possible! "

"Wait, Xingye!" Lu Xuyang said quickly, "From what you said, Xingye, can you control this square inch mountain?"

"Almost," Ling Xingye said indifferently, "I can restrain it temporarily. But it won't last long, please hurry up."

The wind in front said: "Can't we just let it out? Is there an open space outside?"

All she really cared about was Sister Agnes.

"Impossible," Ling Xingye vetoed flatly, "There are not only victims and spectators here, but also automatic puppets."

As a Yanshi-level puppet, Baoliang actually doesn't need human blood to keep running. But it still collects "blood coins" regularly, and even raises blood bags of 100,000 people.

Its fundamental purpose is to provide it to those automatic puppets under it.

Baoliang's subordinates—under its "magic theater", there is a huge automatic puppet army.

But Baoliang almost never used them to fight, and only occasionally let them perform on stage, or do odd jobs and keep the theater running.

No one knows what it is thinking. No one knows how many men it has.

Only Ling Xingye, the moment he took control of the theater, truly understood how many automatic puppets were hidden underground!

—A whole ten thousand!

Once released, no matter where it is, it must be a disaster!

"When I was underground just now, I also found some abnormalities." Lu Xuyang said, "There are too many automatic puppets hidden there."

Ling Xingye nodded: "I can't guarantee that I can continue to restrain them. So when people are released later, there will definitely be automatic puppets who will escape in the chaos, and we need to prepare early."

"As for the other automatic puppets..." Ling Xingye glanced down at Baoliang's wreckage, "I will find a way to seal them in this theater."

Aware of the seriousness of the problem, Lu Xuyang and Misaka Mikoto did not dare to waste time, and hurriedly went out to inform Academy City and Tokyo~lightnovelpub.net~ Tsk," Feng Qianqian scratched his head, "Our purpose is to destroy the school. Garden City is coming. "

But in contrast, the existence of automatic puppets is the truly blasphemous existence.

"I'll make a report. As for the final decision, it's none of my business."

After all, she picked up the war hammer and left the theater.

Ling Xingye did not stop her.

Except for the people in the auditorium, Ling Xingye was the only one left in the entire magic theater.

Letting out a long breath, Ling Xingye sat on the ground slumped, lost in thought.

"Hey, are you worrying about your life experience, Ling Xingye?" Bao Liang, who was lying on the ground with only his upper body left, suddenly said, "It was my mistake—your puppet dance really fooled me—originally I also I don't want to let you know the fact that you are "Thousand Machines" so early on."

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