Duke, who had sorted out the database overnight, took a nap on the sofa in the office. Until his stomach growled, he got up sleepily and prepared to go out to find food.

The door of the institute slowly opened, and as soon as Duke stepped out, he saw an acquaintance next to him.

The girl was wearing a gray pleated skirt, a short-sleeved top and a thin summer sweater, and a military night vision goggles on her head. She squatted quietly against the wall, with a bandage on her head and a plaster cast on her arm hanging in front of her chest, giving people a pitiful feeling.

It’s the Misaka sister from last night!

"Hey, why are you here?" Duke looked at the Misaka sisters in front of him in surprise.

"The frog-faced doctor's medical skills are very advanced. Misaka's injuries have basically healed. All that's left is to rest, so she was discharged from the hospital. Misaka explained this to the researcher. In fact, it was because Misaka was worried that she would not be able to find the researcher, so she was discharged early." Seeing Duke, Misaka stood up and came to Duke's side.

"Uh... your habit of speaking is really weird." Duke complained, shook his hands and continued: "I'm not asking why you left the hospital. I mean, how did you know I was here?"

Duke sighed. As expected, the fight last night was noticed by the Hanged Man.

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"Mr. Researcher's concept of time is completely different from Misaka's. According to Misaka's understanding, it is now twelve o'clock noon, and it should be called lunch instead of breakfast. Misaka kindly corrected, and happily agreed to the invitation of Mr. Researcher, and looked forward to having a good meal."

Duke silently took the ID card from Misaka's sister. He didn't know how to complain. In the other party's expectant expression, he said: "Thank... Thank you, Misaka is such a good child!"

"Thank you for your patronage. Please enjoy your meal." The cashier's face was full of smiles.

"It's the first time I've eaten food outside the lab. Misaka is very happy. I'm giving the researcher a good person card." Misaka 9800 started the feast and took time out of her busy schedule to reply. Maybe she was in high spirits, her legs were swinging like a swing under the table.

"Thank you for your hard work, student No. 9800. I'll leave first if there's nothing else. Oh, by the way, do you want me to treat you to breakfast?" Duke asked casually.

Misaka took Duke's ID card out of her pocket and held it up like a treasure: "Misaka picked up the researcher's ID card last night. It is very important, so Misaka gave it to me. Misaka hopes to receive the researcher's praise to prove the value of her existence."

"First, somewhere in Academy City, there is a powerful dragon hidden. Second, the so-called strongest person, the No. 1 in Academy City, has actually been defeated."

“…” Duke looked helpless and said, “As long as you are happy.”

Each of Aleister's plans was enough to shake up the world. In this world full of gods and demons, blindly getting involved would mean a high risk of death. Duke just wanted to stay out of the way and get stronger by relying on the golden thighs. If he was given a steel pipe and asked to move the earth, he would not be motivated at all.

Duke frowned as he analyzed the current situation, while Misaka 9800 took out his phone and continued to be happy, and neither of them spoke, falling into silence.

"What's with the night vision goggles on your head? Why are you wearing them in broad daylight?"

Duke nodded. The "Absolute Power Plan" was just a fake move to deceive people. The real purpose was not to make Accelerator evolve to Level 6, but to deploy artificial superpowers in every corner of the world.

"Misaka's name...Misaka's number is 9800. Misaka added that she expected the researcher to call out Misaka's name so that she could distinguish her from other Misakas."

Duke: “…”

Duke looked at the girl in front of him with amusement. Although she had a sharp tongue, her mind was as pure as a blank sheet of paper, making it difficult for people to dislike her.

…

"Also, Mr. Researcher is now the guardian of Misaka Kyu-800. The relevant documents will be delivered to you in the next few days," Misaka added.

"This is an order from the board of directors. Misaka is not aware of it. Misaka is very sad about the researcher's dislike."

If this plan succeeds, the whole world will be enveloped by the AIM diffusion field. When magicians try to use magic, their bodies will explode. Temples and cathedrals supported by magic will also collapse due to the loss of support. The same phenomenon will occur in any religion, thus stopping all magic activities in the world at once.

"I see!"

"It was the first time that Misaka received a gift...Misaka looked at the researcher with pitiful eyes, hoping that he would return the phone to Misaka."

Duke's eyes twitched, so he asked politely. He didn't expect that the honest man was not polite at all. But the words were already said, and it would be too rude to take them back. Anyway, Misaka Sister couldn't eat much.

"These are not night vision goggles, they are goggles. Misaka added immediately." Misaka 9800 finally gave up eating after struggling: "Misaka's ability is 'defective electricity', which is far inferior to the original 'A Certain Scientific Railgun'. Because Misaka is a weakened version of her elder sister, she cannot see electromagnetic waves, so she wears military goggles that can visualize electromagnetic waves."

Duke was shocked, slammed the table, stood up and asked, "What does it have to do with me? And how come I didn't know about it? No one told me about it?"

It was a pitiful and cute look, but what Duke saw were still those lifeless, empty eyes.

Aleister went to great lengths to put an end to magic.

"Hey, that's not how you use that card." Duke refused to accept the ambiguous card. Single people also have dignity.

"Duke--"

"Misaka is very satisfied to receive the praise from the researcher, and feels full of strength." Misaka sister said happily with a blank expression.

Duke and Misaka 9800 sat opposite each other in a Western fast food restaurant less than a street away from the institute. The table was filled with milkshakes, hamburgers, French fries, chicken wings, cola and other high-calorie junk food.

"Why...why...do you order so much?" Duke took out his wallet with a distressed look. He thought that given Misaka's size, she could be appeased with just an extra-large hamburger, but she ordered a bunch of food without saying a word, and they were stuffed into Misaka's mouth at an alarming speed.

Misaka 9800 was overjoyed and held the old men's cell phone in her palm. Perhaps she was afraid that Duke would take it away again, so she held the phone tightly in her uncast hand and looked at the "delicacies" on the table with confused eyes, seeming to be stuck in a difficult choice between eating and the phone.

"My name is not 'Mr. Researcher.' It's on my ID card. Repeat after me, Duke, got it?"

At the dining table not far from the two of them, a black-haired girl exclaimed at the computer: "Hatsuharu, check out the latest urban legends. Two more have been updated..."

"Understood, Mr. Researcher."

"Speaking of onee-sama, Misaka wants to explain something to the researcher. Because the researcher defeated Accelerator, the Absolute Power Evolution Plan has been terminated. Except for Misaka 9800, the other Misakas have been sent to various parts of the world for medical treatment due to health reasons..."

"Hmm! Hmm? Hmm——"

"Ninety-eight hundred and zero...is it so much earlier?" Duke said something that only he could understand, and used the head-patting move to rub Misaka's head.

"I don't remember saying I'd give it to you... Never mind, I'll give it to you! It's an old phone anyway, and I was planning to change it." Duke put the phone on the table and pushed it over.

"But according to the data, Mr. Researcher fits the setting. Single, no girlfriend, single... shouldn't such a person get a good guy card? Misaka was very confused." Misaka 9800 took out her cell phone, flipped through the web page and showed it to Duke. Duke rolled his eyes and took the phone back: "I took the phone back... What's with that look? This is my phone!"

Hearing the news about himself, Duke turned around and saw two girls who looked like junior high school students huddled together and whispering.

Oh my god, isn't this the Storm Commander of the Empire? It is almost impossible to recognize a specific character when the two-dimensional world is transformed into the three-dimensional world, unless the other party has very distinctive characteristics. For example, Misaka Mikoto's safety pants, Tsunade's great omen, Aizen's special hairspray, Hawkeye's big black sword...

Imperial Storm Commander LV6 Saten Ruiko has no distinctive appearance features, but her good friend Hatsuharu Shikiri is different. Not everyone can have hair on their head.

Thanks to the book friend 'SOA灬陽' 'Collecting beautiful girls aged 16 to 25' for the reward!

(End of this chapter)