The Qing Palace came to the branch of the 177th branch of the Feng Discipline Committee of the Zhanchuan Middle School early in the morning. He met Gufa Meiwei with a little surprise, but was told that Heizi had left in the morning and gave the Qing Palace a list of the ones compiled by Chuchun.

Looking at the map that almost surrounds the entire Seventh School District, the Qing gongtou was a few times bigger, and hurriedly asked Chuchun to search for the places where Heizi had run through, and roughly estimated it in his mind, then rushed over.

With the speed of Heizi moving in space, the speed of the inspection can be said to be better than the Qing Palace. The speed cannot exceed Heizi. The Qing Palace can only find a way to estimate Heizi's next destination. This has been repeated several times before I found the correct location. Fortunately, it was not too late.

"Tsk." Heizi struggled to stand up from the ground, looking at Qinggong's figure, a strange color flashed in his eyes, "Be careful, his ability is strange!"

"Take care for yourself." Qing Gongtou said quietly without looking back, "Who do you think I am?" Although his voice was faint, there was an unquestionable powerful shock in his tone. Then he turned his head and smiled at Zuo Tian, ​​"It's done well."

"Hey?" Zuotian was stunned.

"Misaka and I have told you that whether you have the ability or not does not mean that you are the whole person, right?" Qinggong chuckled, not caring about the bad young man in front of him who was nearly one head taller than him. He still said to Sato in a gentle tone, "Not everyone has this kind of courage! Even if that person may be much stronger than you in terms of ability, he may be a weak person at that moment just now."

"Boy, who are you?" The young man looked at Qinggong in surprise. He still remembered the airflow of the knife that had just slashed him. He even felt an extremely fierce high temperature coming from his hand, causing his hand to burn.

However, what scared him the most was how did this gentle and gentle boy find his true body?

"Your ability should be distorted light, right?" Looking at the youth's face, Qing Gong sneered, "Aggregate the focus next to the body to confuse the other's sense of direction, and gather the focus in front of the body to confuse the other's sense of distance, or else, Shirai's kick should hit your head. In fact, it is just a deception of vision. However," said this, Qing Gong looked at him with a little pity, "You think, yours

Will my ability work for me?" As he said that, the young man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the air beside him. The next moment, a light crack sound was accompanied by a scream. Under the incredible gaze of Kuroko and Zuotian, the young man's figure suddenly disappeared, and then appeared again next to the Qing Palace. However, unlike before, the young man's right wrist was being grabbed by the Qing Palace, taking an unnatural twisted shape, which was obviously dislocated.

"I still want to attack?" Qing Gong sneered, "I said that your ability is of no use to me. Although you can deflect light and change my visual concept of you, your body temperature can honestly explain all your movements." After that, Qing Gong raised his foot and kicked the young man hard on the belly, kicked the latter out directly, and hit the wall hard, which was even worse than the previous tragic situation of Heizi.

"Or it would be like this." Looking at Kuroko who slowly stood up, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of Qinggong's mouth, "Anyway, this building will be demolished, and Shirai's ability is just the space movement. Do she want her to teleport you into the building, and then I will destroy the building outside to see if you can escape before I completely destroy the building. How about it?" He turned his head, looked at the bad young man with a strong terror on his face, and said softly.

"Then he will be dead." Kuroko glanced at Qinggong, turned her head to look at the young man, "Okay, hand over the fantasy hand honestly! I ran half of the seventh school district to chase you bastards!"

"That..." Qing Gong's tone suddenly became weird, blinking his eyes and looking at Heizi.

"Hmm?" Heizi looked at Qinggong with a little confusion. He didn't hear what Qinggong had said just now, and didn't care. He still looked down at the young man. Seeing the latter handing her a walkman tremblingly, he couldn't help but say angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

"That, Kuroko? Shirai classmate?" Qing Gong blinked his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"What are you doing?" Kuroko heard it clearly this time and turned around strangely, "What's the matter?"

"That...if you say fantasy mage..." Qing Gong took out his cell phone from his pocket with a strange look on his face and shook it at Heiko, "This thing is in the cell phone, it's a song... I got it yesterday."

"Ha?" Heizi was stunned. He looked at Qinggong's cell phone in a daze, then looked down at the young man who looked mournful and nodded constantly, and was stunned for a moment.

"I asked my friend to get it yesterday." Qing Gong said unconsciously, "When I wanted to take it out, I found that everyone was back, so I planned to today... Hey? Shirai? Why are you looking at me like this? Hey? Hey! Uh..."

"You made me run through most of the seventh school district early in the morning!" Heizi grabbed Qing Gong's neck, shook back and forth in anger, and the roar sounded throughout the building...

...

Walking on the street, Zuotian breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's great. If you have the help of your senior, there should be no problem?" Zuotian murmured, but there was still a hint of frustration in his tone.

If you have the ability...

"People who are incompetent are not qualified to speak here!" The man who looked like a gangster once again deeply hurt her heart.

Yes, I'm just a level                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           

If I had the ability... this sentence was like magic, and it could not be removed in Satoshi's heart.

She slowly took out the Walkman in her pocket again, was silent for a long time, and finally clenched her fists gently.

It seemed like a decision was made.

Zhanchuan Middle School, Branch 177 of Feng Discipline Committee.

Qinggong lay lazily on the sofa. Meiwei had something to do. In addition to him, there were only Heizi and Chuchun in the branch.

"The transmission is completed." Looking at the transmission results on his computer, Chuchun unplugged the interface of his phone and looked at the computer with a suspicion. "But, can you really improve the level by listening to this? It's suspicious no matter how you think about it..."

"According to the provider's words, it's true." Kuroko glanced at Qinggong who was lying leisurely on the sofa, picked up Qinggong's mobile phone, and swiped it, and the phone disappeared from her hand. The next moment, the phone appeared less than thirty centimeters above Qinggong's nose.

"Shirai, you really don't know how to use your ability well." Qing Gong said lazily, stretching out his hand like a prophet, just as he caught the phone, "The teleportation accuracy is really bad. Is it because the weather is too hot?" In front of Kuroko, his poisonous tongue was fully exposed.

"My teleportation target should be your brain!" Kuroko replied angrily.

"But if I can use this to upgrade to the level of Shirai classmate..." Chukra, who was standing beside me, suddenly began to think about it, "I can do all kinds of things I want to do to vent my anger~"

"You have expressed your thoughts!" Qing Gong laughed, and he found that his junior seemed a little stupid.

"If you want to vent your resentment from me, please don't be polite!" Heizi smiled blackly, picked up the headphones connected to the computer, and made a gesture to stuff them into Chuchun's ears. Chuchun hurriedly struggled.

"By the way, isn't the ability of the senior in the Qing Palace the same as me at the beginning?" After a fight, Chuchun looked at the Qing Palace and said with a smile, "If I could improve to level 5, would I have the same ability as the senior?"

"That's not necessarily." Qing Gong turned his head and chuckled, "Everyone's personal reality is different. Even if your and my abilities were preserving at the beginning, as we slowly developed, the path we chose would gradually be different. In fact, my abilities are rare, right?" As he said that, he couldn't help but remember the night he realized his personal reality.

"That's it." Chuchun sighed slightly, "No wonder the senior is so powerful..."

"If the temperature system's ability is increased to level 5, it will be very amazing." Qing Gong smiled, "If you say Chuchun, you will probably become a creature like the 'constant temperature god of death'?"

"What's that...it sounds scary..."

Several people were chatting, and at this time, the police call from the Feng Discipline Inspection Commissioner rang again.

"It seems that there is a student making trouble again." After answering the phone, Kuroko looked slightly solemn, and turned her head to Chuchun and said, "I think she has to solve these problems. You..." Speaking of this, she turned her head to the direction of the Qing Palace.

"I'll wait for Misaka here." Qinggong said lazily, "When she arrives, the discussion about Fantasy Masahiro is just the beginning, right? During this period, you can take a break, right? By the way, this sofa is quite comfortable..."

"You guy." Kuroko shook her head, revealing a look of helplessness or regret, and disappeared directly into the room.

Constant temperature death......

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