Infinite Dimensional Conquest

A hint of complexity flashed in Misaka Mikoto's eyes. She really didn't expect that her opponent, who had always been damned, had extended a helping hand to her yesterday.

It is precisely because of the bee-eater's ability to manipulate guards, researchers, and read their memories that they can invade the institute smoothly.

At the same time, he found the target, and finally retreated unscathed.

"A good ending is enough!"

Nonsense, this is the bee-eater he called yesterday, otherwise, she could be so abnormal?

"Although yesterday's action was perfectly completed, will this'Absolutely Powerful Evolution Project' end? There are sisters' handling..."

Speaking of this, Misaka Mikoto's eyes flashed with worry. The birth of these younger sisters was because of her, and she always felt guilty.

Nowadays, she has regarded these Misaka girls as relatives and cannot sit idly by. Moreover, their physical life span is also a big problem. In addition...

If the experiment continues, can it continue to stop like this?

"Don't think so much, go back and take a good rest, and wait for the notice from the Academy City. I think it should be in a good direction!"

Now, Aleister should have begun to make arrangements in secret, and in the next few days, these Misaka girls will be sent to all over the world.

"Of course, don't forget to thank Chuchun!"

Chapter 0082 This is for you!

Unauthorized intrusion into the library and deletion of confidential information above the confidentiality level A, once discovered, huge compensations, and possibly even a long prison sentence.

To be able to achieve this level without reservation, this kind of friendship absolutely needs to be cherished.

"Yes!"

"In the early spring, she did help a lot..."

Misaka Mikoto and Shirai Kuroko's eyes flashed with emotion, and it was only when they were in trouble that they witnessed the true friendship.

...

This matter is basically over here, and they don't need to care about the rest.

Indeed, just wait.

"The food here is better..."

Inticus caressed her belly with a face of contentment. The cooking level of the unqualified maid at home was called dark cooking.

"Then, we will go back first!"

"See you soon!"

Saying goodbye to Misaka Mikoto and the others, Tianchen and Inticus went straight back, and bought some cup noodles, fried noodles and bread along the way...

The maid's cooking level, God knows when it will improve, so don't think about it for now.

...

"Hey--"

"Welcome home, Master..."

When the door of the dormitory was opened, Yuriko Lingke, dressed in a maid costume, greeted them gracefully, and at the same time respectfully accepted the plastic bag that Tianchen handed out.

"amount……"

It seems that he has been integrated into the role of a maid, at least in terms of etiquette.

Just when he was about to enter the door, a slight spatial fluctuation appeared.

"A person with space department ability?"

Tianchen frowned, and according to the breath, or according to the slight difference in the'AIM diffusion field', it was judged that it was not the arrival of Shiraiko.

Just now, I almost forcibly interrupted the opponent's movement subconsciously.

If I remember correctly, it was a bit similar to what I felt at the 23rd School District International Airport on the day when I returned to School City, the girl named Jiebi Danxi.

The purpose of coming here, I think I came by Aleister's order!Are you going to see him this change, or...

...

"Unexpected guest, after a brief meeting at the airport that day, we finally met again!" Tian Chen turned around and looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of the door.

The red hair tied into two bundles, the winter uniform draped over the shoulders, the upper body is only wrapped in cloth on the chest, and the lower body is wearing a short mini skirt.

At this moment, a cold sweat appeared on the girl's forehead. During the movement just now, she suddenly felt a panic of terror, and almost failed to move.

It's like the time when you failed to move and caused psychological trauma.

"It's you?"