"Every life is not humble... Misaka cannot understand such profound meaning." Misaka's sister raised her head in confusion and looked at Duke with her help-seeking eyes, hoping that he could solve the doubts.

When I heard the meaning of life for the first time, Misaka's sister Huoji's heart suddenly beat. Just like an explorer who had been lost in the desert for three days, she saw an oasis when she was severely dehydrated and faced death. Even if there was a mirage ahead, the desire to survive could make them motivate to survive again.

The same is true for Misaka sister. At this moment, she is a drowning person who holds tightly on the straw. The gradually accumulated feelings make her yearn for her own meaning.

Who am I? Where am I from? Where am I going?

Misaka Network has set off an endless hurricane...

Duke saw the desire in the girl's eyes and confirmed that she had developed a self-awareness, just like a strong artificial intelligence that transcends 0 and 1, constantly absorbing, learning, and simulating, and her feelings will become more and more abundant in the future. One day, she will become a real person, rather than a step-by-step clockwork doll.

"What should I say about the meaning of life?" Duke looked at the soul chasing the underworld in embarrassment. He was not a psychologist, and he should rely on professionals to guide patients' mental illnesses.

"Everyone's life has different meanings, and it involves religious theology and concept of the universe. This is already a category of philosophy!" The soul-chasing in the underworld slapped his hands, indicating that he was powerless.

The two tried their best to explain to Misaka's sister, but they got a face that was not three. In desperation, Duke handed over his phone to Misaka's sister and searched for relevant knowledge online to let her figure it out for herself.

Misaka's sister was as if she had a treasure. She turned into a bow-headed party with her mobile phone. Duke and the Underworld were relieved and left the ward with relief.

After leaving the hospital, Duke ran all the way to buy coffee and returned to the institute within two minutes.

"Huh?" Duke took out all his pockets in his body, and sadly discovered that his identity card was missing.

"Is it lost when fighting with one party? No, I will encounter such an unlucky thing?"

There is no ID card in the school city. After all, most people are underage, so each student has a magnetic stripe student ID, which records all personal information, name, age, school, etc.

Researchers like Duke also have the same function of ID cards, but the functions must be more comprehensive. They can even be used as driver's licenses in Academy City. If they lose their ID cards, they can be said to be difficult to move forward in Academy City.

"I remember it took half a month to re-issue it. Is it so miserable?"

Duke, dejectedly teleported into the door, and saw Harutoki Muyama in the office. She was supposed to be in the laboratory, standing at the window in her cool underwear, holding a can of cold coffee in her hand.

"Why does it take so long to buy a coffee?" The young lady looked at Duke with her scrutinized eyes, and fanned her hands while drinking the cold and delicious coffee.

"Where did you get the coffee?" Duke puzzled.

"I've been waiting for you to come back for a long time and I don't answer the phone, so I can only go out and buy it myself." Mushan Harusheng complained dissatisfied: "I don't know what happened, but the power suddenly broke down just now. The backup power supply cannot provide experimental demand, so I can only stop the work at hand... and the air conditioner is also broken."

"It turns out that I am not the only one who is unfortunate, and I suddenly feel a lot of relief." Duke said happily.

Mikoto Kamijo's figure flashed through Duke's mind. He probably guessed why the power was suddenly outage, and it was likely that the hedgehog's head was raped again.

Tsk, it's so miserable!

"Because the experiment cannot be carried out for the time being, I will not come to the research institute for the next week. You can organize the database during this time." The young lady took out her top from the cabinet next to her and put it on, picked up the car keys and prepared to leave.

"Also, have you swiped my credit card?" The young lady took out her cell phone and pointed to the text message and said.

"Haha..." Duke stayed in a cold sweat, but he didn't expect to be discovered so soon.

"But forget it, I'm in a good mood today." Harutoki Mushan hummed a little tune and smiled for a long time.

Duke put down his coffee and wanted to speak, but couldn't help but say, "Professor Mushan, do you have to go to that point?"

"What are you talking about?" Mushan Harusheng's shoulders trembled and pretended not to understand.

"The 'Fantasy Hand' that is very popular online now is your masterpiece! It can improve the ability level and enable the incompetents to realize their self-reality... You are an expert in brain physiology and a researcher specializing in AIM diffusion field. You should understand the dangers of this thing. Moreover, you have to face the entire school city. I am bluntly speaking, you cannot succeed! Is it really worth it to pay for those students?"

Harusheng Mushan clenched his fists, his whole body was tense and trembling, and finally relaxed in a depressed voice, saying in a hoarse voice: "Even if you are enemies of the whole world, I will try it once. If you want to stop me, it is best to take advantage of the moment."

Duke was silent for a while and said, "Today I met a very powerful doctor in the Seventh School District. He has the skills to break life and death. Maybe he can cure your students."

"How could there be such a doctor?" Harusheng Mushan sneered. No one knew better what the group of students had encountered than her. It was not a disease at all.

"Maybe you can try..."

"If I fail, please help me ask the doctor for help." The young lady left after saying that, but in the end she still didn't believe in a person like Soul Chasing the Underworld.

Until the young lady left, Duke did not stop her. Fantasy of the slaughter was Haruho Kiyama's last hope, and she could not let go. Instead of stopping her, it would be better to wait for her to realize the failure.

"In the end, I'll end it..."

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The school city in the early morning was not peaceful. After the Hounds troops arrived at the streets where Duke and Yifang fought, everyone took a breath. The whole street seemed to have been moved into the world of ice and snow, and the overwhelming coldness covered everything, especially at the center, where they recognized the frozen white hair.

"The strongest person in the school city...there are one side passing by!?"

"He was defeated?"

"How is that possible, who did it?"

"What a joke, his ability is invincible."

"Where is the nearby probe? Get the video out as soon as possible."

"Where are the researchers in the experiment? Why didn't they report?"

"They said that it was because one party's pass and the replica were separated from the experimental area, so..."

"Damn it! What the hell happened?"

...

In the center of the Seventh School District, the building that cannot be entered or exited.

Yaresta said to himself: "It's not superpowers, nor magic, but it's very similar to the two. What is his source of power? It's becoming more and more interesting..."

During the battle between Duke and one side, all the nearby air stagnant loops were destroyed, because once the nanorobot approached, it would be frozen, so Yaresta could only see a long distance.

"Aresta, have you seen that ice dragon? I don't remember the existence of this giant dragon in mythology, but it looks not fiction but real." The plain female voice questioned, calm as if nothing in the world could surprise her.

"That's true. If it is a puppet created by its ability, the person who makes the ice dragon must know the dragon very well... But this is obviously impossible. Neither the structure nor the momentum can be simulated by human abilities. I am becoming more and more interested in this researcher!"

"We can talk about the dragon later. Regarding this mysterious researcher, his ability is... is he using the power of gods?"

"The power of God..." Yaresta fell into hesitation, and his intuition told him that Duke was using the power of God, but there was always an indescribable meaning in it.

In fact, if you insist on saying that the power Duke uses is indeed the power of God, but this god is not that god.

As a frozen bird, it’s just a level 2 god!

Three Holy Birds, Three Holy Dogs, Three Toilets, Three Holy Mushrooms, Three Greedy... The second-level gods in the Pokemon World, call their abilities the power of gods... No problem.

"Is it better to test the power of God? The British Puritan saints will arrive soon, so let them meet."

"Do you want to incorporate him?" The female voice mixed with strange noises rang again.

"It's not enough to be included. Our researcher seems to be a lazy person, and probably has no interest in my plan. However, it's too wasteful to have such strong combat power." Yaresta, who was suspended in the red liquid, opened his eyes, and a hooked corner of his mouth showed a smile that he was determined to win.
Chapter completed!