"Um..." When Qinggong was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly felt a huge vibration coming, and then he opened his eyes in a little confused manner. However, before he could react, he was stunned and looked up. Heizi was looking at him with shame, as if he was only wrapped in a thick bandage on his upper body.

"What kind of love is this..." Before Qing Gong could react, Heizi reached out and covered his eyes directly. The next moment, Qing Gong felt a sudden turn of things, and his whole body was as if he had been stuffed into a huge leather tube, and then it was shaken out of the tube. He fell heavily to the ground, colliding with a person's head, and his eyes suddenly became dark.

"……condition."

Qing Gong, who was wrapped in gauze on his head, sat opposite Kuroko with his eyes hanging down, and spit out the word expressionlessly. Mikoto's head was also attached to her, and she also looked at Kuroko with half a moon. Chuchun's eyes were still a little white, and she was trying to shake her dizzy head that was hit.

"Ah haha..." The Kuroko on the side was well dressed, looking at the two of them with awkward look on her face, and the eyes of Qinggong showed a faint apology for the first time.

Having finally solved a series of problems caused by those users of the fantasy hand, Kuroko returned to the branch with injuries. Chuchun was still there, and Qinggong was sleeping very much, so he simply asked Chuchun to help deal with the wound on his body. While dealing with it, Mikoto was just finished. As a result, he suddenly pushed the door in and didn't want his sister to see his "indecent" appearance. In a hurry, Kuroko moved Chuchun, who was treating the wound on his hands, just in a space, and just hit her opponent with Mikoto. A loud bang came from Kuroko to react. A fatal boy was still asleep in the room, so he gritted his teeth and simply teleported Qinggong out. The three of them fell to the ground at the same time, and at the same time, they were dizzy and fell to the ground. Taking this opportunity, Kuroko took the opportunity to put on her clothes to avoid the tragedy of exposure.

"Is this the feeling of being teleported by you in space?" Qing Gong looked at Heizi with a little depressed look, "Does the person you teleported by you feel like he is stuffed into a leather tube and then squeezed out?"

"Why do I lie with this guy when I wake up?" Mikoto glared at Kuroko and pointed at Qinggong, but her face turned slightly red.

"Do you think I'm willing?" Qing Gong rolled his eyes, "Your head is really iron..."

"Your head is iron!" Mikoto immediately glared at her eyes, her forehead couldn't help but ached again, and she snorted coldly again.

"So, judging from the number of times you went out today, the fantasy hand has spread to a very wide level, right?" Qing Gong said softly as he looked at Chuchun, who had finally straightened his mind.

"According to Professor Kiyama," Kuroko's face turned serious. "There is a device that can convert data and intelligence into current and directly input it into the brain. This device is called..."

"'Learning Device'." Qing Gong's face was serious and he couldn't help but respond.

"Yes, how do you know?" Kuroko looked at Qinggong in a little surprised and said.

Qing Gong frowned. In his memory, the former "sisters" seemed to use learning devices, which allowed them to understand most of the common sense in just fourteen days, but... How did Haruho Mushan know?

"Does..." Although Mikoto didn't know what a learning device was, she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she saw Gong Yan's expression clearly, "It's really that kind of learning device?"

"No." Qingming slowly raised his head, looked at Mikoto, and took his phone casually. Under Mikoto's slightly red face, he gently stuffed the headphones of his phone into Mikoto's ears, "Listen!"

"This is..." Mikoto frowned slightly after sitting in her seat and quietly listening to the whole music. "This song... always feels strange."

"What does it feel?" Kuroko asked curiously, "Also, what's this?"

"I feel...a slight headache." Mikoto frowned, "It seems to be a little in conflict with my computing power. What is this?"

"Will this not be..." Chuchun suddenly covered her mouth and looked at Qinggong with disbelief.

"That's right." Qing Gong nodded calmly, "This is the song "Fantasy Master"."

"What?!" Kuroko was anxious at the time, "You know that this song will make people feel unconscious, but you still let your sister listen to it?"

"Since you asked me to listen, it means there is no problem, right?" Mikoto's reaction was much calmer than Kuroko, and she just looked at Qinggong with a little surprise, "Why can't you?"

"That's right." Qingmu gave Mikoto a look of approval, then gave Kuroko a white look, "What's the matter? If Misaka would be unconscious, I wouldn't know how many times I'd been unconscious before she was unconscious!"

"Senior, have you heard of it?" Chuchun was stunned at that time.

"Yeah." Qing Gong nodded, "I did hear it, I've heard it before I was delivered."

"That's what I said," Mikoto frowned, "You mean, level                                                    �

"Yes." Qing Gong nodded, "This is not a learning device, but a music that uses a 'common sense' to achieve the purpose. According to my feeling, if you listen to this kind of music for a long time, the user's brain waves will be forced to be changed by the music to a frequency, so that the user's brain will be 'connected' to a certain extent, thereby greatly reducing the computing power of using ability. Ordinary people are more likely to be infected by music, so listening to this kind of music can easily complete the changes in brain waves, while those with superpowers are different." Speaking of this, he looked at Mikoto, "The computing power of the superpowers is far more than that of ordinary people with ordinary abilities. His own computing power is enough to resist the infection of this brain wave."

"For example." Qing Gong snapped his fingers with a snap, "If the computing power of a level                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

"So that's how it is." Chuchun immediately realized, "If you say so, the fantasy hand itself is like a key, connecting the brains of so many students together to form a whole, right?"

"That's what it means." Qing Palace smiled faintly.

"But, why would the user fall into a coma like this?" Heizi frowned slightly.

"This, I think it's because of the maker of the 'Fantasy Master' itself." Mikoto stood up slowly, "That initial brain wave should be the maker, right?"

"It's very late today, let's get here." Qing Gong smiled faintly, then stood up and slowly arrived at the door. Just as he was about to step out, he stopped.

"Early spring," he didn't look back, but said lightly, "Zotian didn't go to school today, right?"

"Uh...it seems to be." Chuchun was a little confused and tilted his head, not understanding the meaning of the Qing Palace.

"That's it." Qing Gong didn't explain anything, but just murmured and pushed open the door and left.

"Why is this guy always like this?" Looking at Qinggong's back, Mikoto curled her lips dissatisfiedly, "Why are you always so mysterious?"

But Kuroko didn't say anything. She thought about what happened to Zuotian when she was searching this morning.

"Hey, Qinya?" Walking on the street at dusk, Qinggong then called someone, "Is it convenient to speak?"

"It's OK at any time." Yunkawa's gentle voice suddenly came from the phone. From this direction, you could still hear the sound of water, as if she was bathing.

"If I use the identity of the owl now, it will not have any impact on the owlet, right?" Qinggong said softly without the sound of water.

"Of course... no more." Yunchuan Qianya chuckled and said softly, "If you are the leader, Qianya can be on standby at any time!"

"That's good……"

This is the principle of fantasy masters that I understand myself... I don’t know if it’s right, please don’t criticize me.

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