The Protection of the Super Electromagnetic Cannon Volume 1, Chapter 552, Sister "Doctor?" Looking at the sudden appearance of the soul-chasing of the Underworld, Mikoto was slightly stunned, "What does this mean?"

"The brain waves of all the sisters are the same, and they have the ability to convert them into electronic signals to connect to each other, so they can use the Misaka Network." The old man smiled gently, "But even though you are the 'body' of all of them, your brain waves are also different from them."

"So that's how it is." Mikoto then reacted and nodded slightly, "If it's just to convert electronic signals, it's not difficult for me. So is there any reason for this?"

"If you forcefully connect to Misaka network, it is not impossible to achieve." The old man smiled and blinked at Mikoto, "However, I think you should have tried this result."

"!" Hearing this sentence, Mikoto suddenly remembered what she had experienced at the Great Star Festival not long ago. She couldn't help but shivered, and her face changed a little.

"Although the main reason for that result is that your body cannot withstand the powerful computing power of the Misaka Network, it is also different from your brain waves and sisters." The old man did not see Mikoto's pale face, and said with a faint smile, "If your brain waves are consistent with these children, the situation may not be so bad."

"I dare not try it." Mikoto smiled bitterly, "That's a pretty deadly thing."

"Actually, I have also studied the method of Kihara Kansai at the beginning." The old man smiled freely, "Although I think it's unreliable, if you can steadily use the power of the Misaka network, it should be considered a leap improvement for you."

"Use Misaka Network stably?" Mikoto was stunned, then a strange color flashed in her amber eyes, "This is unlikely to be achieved, right?"

"It's not an example without success." The Soul Chasing of the Netherworld chuckled, "You know, the first person is still using the Misaka network to maintain his language skills."

"Is that guy..." Mikoto was silent when she mentioned that she was passing by, with a trace of complexity flashing in her eyes, and then she sighed.

"You should know that although that guy on the side only uses the Misaka Network to maintain his speech ability, if Misaka Network helps him with all his strength, his computing power can be increased by about half, which is already a considerable improvement for him." The Soul Chasing of the Underworld shook his head, "However, for him, computing power is actually not the most important thing."

Hearing these words, Mikoto was silent again.

Is the powerful force that can make one's body collapse only half of the computing power that one party can pass?

How big is the difference between me and him?

Thinking of this, Mikoto was suddenly slightly shocked.

The gap between you and one side is so big that it is uncalculable. So how strong will the Qing Palace that defeats one side be?

Is his own strength even more insignificant to him?

So, do you really have the hope of "becoming his power" as I said?

Maybe it's just his burden?

"Doctor... Why do you tell me this?" Mikoto was silent for a while before she looked up at the soul-chasing of the underworld in front of her. A faint confusion flashed in her eyes, "Who are you...?"

"I'm just a doctor in an ordinary hospital." The old man smiled hoarsely, then looked at Mikoto's persistent gaze and sighed slightly, "Or it's just an old man who's watching his children grow up."

"The school city will soon become chaotic." The old man raised his head and looked at the blue sky above his head. A hint of worry passed through his eyes. "Aresta's heart is too big. This world is not a formula or theorem he has calculated every stroke in his hand. Sooner or later, there will be big problems."

"And I can't shelter everyone." The old man turned his head, looked at the confused Mikoto, and smiled helplessly, "From the day I came to the Academy City, I have been just a doctor, and I can only... a doctor."

"There are many people and things in this world that we cannot understand, and when we cannot understand each other, people often have to resort to force." The Soul Chasing of the Underworld sighed, "and only when we have the power to protect ourselves can we consider the next step."

"I just hope that you and Qinggong can become stronger, and stronger." The old man patted Mikoto on the shoulder, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, just as the kind old man looked at his juniors, "In this way, you at least have the strength to protect each other."

"Oh, by the way." As if he had thought of something, the soul-chasing soul of the Underworld who had walked a few steps turned around again, took out a black thing from his pocket, and handed it to Mikoto. "This is what the guy left here. He seemed to be reluctant to hand over his life to others, so he wanted to leave the design drawings of this thing and leave it here."

"I think this thing may come in handy again sooner or later." Speaking of this, the Soul Chasing of the Underworld sighed, "I didn't expect it to be so fast." After saying that, he shook his head and turned around and left.

Looking at the metal collar with black electrodes in her hand in silence, Mikoto's eyes instantly passed through her complex expressions, confused, hesitant, and struggled in a variety of ways, but in the end, she turned her head resolutely and looked at Misaka Yuyun who was quietly looking at her.

"This thing...you can use it?" Mikoto took a deep breath, looked at the collar in her hand, and asked calmly. No one noticed that there was a hint of trembling in her voice.

Xiyun didn't say anything, but just looked at Mikoto quietly, without any fluctuations in her clear eyes. Suddenly, she stretched out her hands and gently hugged her sister in her arms before Mikoto could react.

"It's okay, Xiyun said so." The tea-haired girl stroked Mikoto's back slightly clumsyly, while saying in her usual plain tone, "No matter what choice my sister makes, Xiyun, brother, and many others will support her sister, Xiyun said seriously."

"However, because this is my sister's request," Before Mikoto could digest the touching words in her heart, Xiyun let go of Mikoto, tilted her head to look at her, and said seriously, "So Xiyun strongly asked her sister to compensate Xiyun with hot black tea and strawberry cake."

"..." Mikoto looked at Xiyun blankly. After a long time, Mikoto laughed out loud.

"Okay." Mikoto's lips curled up slightly, and she rubbed her tea hair as soft as hers for a few times. Under the girl's strong protest, a touch of tenderness as water passed through Mikoto's eyes.

Perhaps, he and what he wants to protect are the same.
Chapter completed!