Oops, too bad.

Ji Shen Qiusha's blood was unexpectedly powerful, and her restraint on vampires was like a bug.

In just a few seconds, most of my body was destroyed.

Then, in Stir's unbelievable eyes, his body turned into a pair of ashes.

...

...

Sorry, I'm joking, please don't take it seriously.

The strength of blood is indeed beyond my expectations. Even the true ancestor's body can corrode. In a sense, this is simply the most powerful killer weapon for vampires.

However, when the blood was in danger of my life, the destructive force that was originally suppressed by me suddenly fought back frantically, and in an instant, it drove this strange blood out of my body and completely disappeared.

I looked at my lost arm, shook my head slightly, and with the thoughts, the granulum grew wildly, and a brand new arm appeared in a few breaths.

"Okay, leave it to me about the matter of Kazuoka, you can do it."

Ignoring Steele, I didn't know what to say, I picked up Kazuki Toma and rushed towards the hospital quickly.

There is a soul chasing in the underworld, and even if Kazuo Toma is in danger, there is no danger of life.

When the Soul Chasing of the Underworld saw the situation of Kamijou, he immediately started the operation. Within half an hour, his right arm was completely taken back to his body.

It's simply incredible.

I have also read a lot of hospital comics, but very few of them can be compared with the Soul Chasing of the Underworld.

Even the male protagonist in the Medical Dragon can only give up the disadvantage in front of the soul chasing the underworld.

After the operation was completed, I still slept with my sister's hand. Maybe the effect of the anesthetic has not yet passed, so I started chatting with the Soul Chasing of the Underworld in curiosity.

The topic I talked about is naturally the flaw of the Misaka girls.

There is some hearing about the existence of artificial humans, but the relevant organizations and development agencies did not invite him. It is obvious that he was probably trying to make trouble in the experiment.

In this college city, there are superb medical skills and people who respect medical ethics. His Highness, the Soul Chasing in the Underworld, naturally would not leave such a problem alone.

So, at his enthusiastic request, I had to contact Misaka No. 9666.

After some preliminary diagnosis, the situation of Misaka girls is worse than I thought.

Even the soul chasing in the underworld requires very excellent equipment and long-term treatment to correct these defects.

"I'm not sure whether it can be completely cured."

The Soul Chasing in the Underworld said sincerely: "But since I am my patient, I will definitely give my all."

I don't care much about this.

Even though he has excellent medical skills in chasing souls in the underworld, he still has the limitations of the times.

That’s right, in this college city, technology has surpassed the outside world for decades and led by decades, making it a base camp on the science side.

But that's all.

In Gundam's world, the technology there is more than tens of decades, but hundreds of years ahead of this world.

Humans in that era had completed genetic adjustments, created new humans, and fought against natural people again and again.

Misaka's genetic defect may be a difficult problem in this era.

But when we arrived in Gundam's world, it was just a minor operation.

So, I never worry about the problems of Misaka girls.

Once I found Cangxing Stone and Qili Jinghua, I packed more than 10,000 sisters and took them away, took them to the world of Gundam for surgery, so that they could become ordinary people.

The reason why I introduced the Misaka girls to the Soul Chasing of the Underworld is that I want to understand what flaws the Misaka girls have as soon as possible, and the other is that I confuse Aresta.

The most important reason is that the Soul Chasing of the Underworld took the initiative to propose this matter.

I'm embarrassed to refuse.

...

The next morning, Steele came to find Shangjo Toma and told him that the matter was over.

Since the matter is over, Stir, as a magician, naturally would not stay in the academy city for a long time and left here soon.

And I stayed, wanting to compensate Misaka Mikoto before leaving.

But I never thought that I would be involved in a very troublesome incident.

It was one day in August, and it was raining lightly in the sky.

If it is a plot, Mikoto Misaka should have met with the passers-by and his sisters, and witnessed the death of his sisters with his own eyes, and he attacked the passers-by in anger.

But he lost a lot.

Unfortunately, I have sent one pass to the hospital by me and have not been discharged to this day.

Of course, there is no way to talk about the encounter.

Sure enough, it’s good to transform into an indigenous person. You can actually change the plot slightly without being distinguished by anyone.

No matter what, the absolute ability plan will eventually stop. I took action and I took action, but there was nothing to do with it, and there was only one result.

Plan to stop, that's enough.

As long as I obey the plot and do not change the plot in a mess, I, the indigenous people, can go on a very stable present.

On this day, although it was raining lightly in the sky, I still went out with an umbrella when I remembered my agreement with Mikoto Misaka.

The agreement was made yesterday and I would like to buy clothes with Mikoto today.

Because every time I see Mikoto Misaka wearing a piece of clothing, I quips: "Every time it's a piece of clothing, unrestrained, it's really a waste of this micro-emulsion figure."

This sentence naturally aroused Heizi's rebuttal, "What are you talking about? My father, it is precisely because of this figure of micro-breasts that my sister looks so noble. Micro-breasts are the king, micro-breasts are cute, and micro-breasts are the formal sister..."

The micro-breasts kept screaming, Kuroko didn't notice Mikoto's face that had already darkened, and the constant electric sparks on her body.

Then, because the scene is too bloody, skip it.

After venting comfortably, Mikoto clapped her hands and walked past a pile of black charcoal-like objects, "Let's go, early spring, Satoshi, that kind of guy, don't worry about her!"

Looking at Mikoto who was leading the way, Hakura and Sato hesitated, I couldn't help but squat down and said to Kurotan: "Hey, you're okay, Kuroko."

"It's okay." Kuroko let out a breath of black air and said happily: "This is also my love for my sister."

I sighed helplessly, "You, you are really a masochist!"

After a pause, I said again: "Actually, if this continues, you will never be able to get Mikoto in your life. She is a shy guy. If you want to take her down, you must use extraordinary means!"

I clenched my fists and waved them hard.
Chapter completed!