Golden Flash: "???"
Uchiha Dance King: "???"
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "Are you sure you're not describing God? This is basically no different from God, isn't it?"
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "Even Diga's power can't compare at all!"
Richest Man: "Wow, really flattering yourself there."
Where did he get the confidence to compare Diga to a Magic God?
Undefeated East: "So this is what it means to be a god? I've never witnessed such terrifying power myself, but just the description alone is enough to inspire awe."
She had once thought that in the memory copies, the strength displayed by Uchiha Madara and Whitebeard was already terrifying, and Dagu's transformation into Ultraman Tiga was as divine as anything could be. Yet not long after, the chat group had introduced a world where Magic Gods actually existed.
Uchiha Dance King: "We should be able to catch up… right?"
Even someone as confident as Madara now faltered after hearing the descriptions of Magic Gods from the group leader and Brandon White.
Could something like that truly have originated from humans? Even as exaggeration, it sounded impossible.
Whitebeard also remained silent. That was power that could truly destroy the world—and effortlessly, as easily as eating or drinking water.
Evilest Spirit: "I thought the starter Pokémon were already strong enough. I didn't expect that across all these worlds, there would always be terrifying beings beyond human comprehension."
Lazy Little Sister: "Novels wouldn't dare exaggerate this much, you know."
Child of Nature (Brandon White): "Oh, but they really would."
If anything, novels could go even more over the top than this.
Child of Nature: "Still, with the chat group as our foundation, it's not impossible that one day we might reach—or even surpass—the level of Magic Gods."
Ordinary Group Leader (Roxie Vale): "Spare me. Before joining this group, maybe I would've believed that. But now? Not a chance."
Ordinary Group Leader: "Even if the travel function unlocked, I don't trust it to keep us hidden from Magic Gods. For all we know, the moment we stepped into their world, we'd get caught."
Ordinary Group Leader: "This damn chat group is such a scam."
Ding! Error detected by chat group. The group leader has been automatically muted for one hour.
Richest Man: "???"
Lazy Little Sister: "???"
Lazy Little Sister: "Wait—the group leader can actually be muted?"
Umaru was stunned. This wasn't like any modern chat group she knew.
Just Like That, Meow: "You'll get used to it, meow."
Evilest Spirit: "Yeah, it's not the first time."
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "Friendly reminder: you can trash-talk anyone, but don't trash-talk the chat group itself."
Boil Dagu Into Soup: "I don't think even the group leader has authority over muting."
Electromaster (Misaka Mikoto): "That memory copy… is it real?"
Electromaster: "They used my DNA to clone so many Misaka Sisters, just to let someone kill them?!"
Electromaster: "And why would killing twenty thousand Sisters make someone a Level 6? How does that even make sense?!"
It was something she could not accept. Absolutely not!
In the eyes of those researchers, the Misaka Sisters were nothing but data—no different from machines. Yet in the memory copy, every Sister had emotions, and every one of them admired her deeply. They were no different from real humans.
And yet, their only purpose for existing was to die—again and again, in countless ways, at the hands of the same person.
She had never held a grudge against Accelerator before.
But now? Now she did!
No matter the reasons, no matter the excuses.
Even if the Sisters had been created for this plan, then their very birth was nothing but a tragedy.
No matter what, she had to stop this experiment from happening! No matter what!
"Big Sis, your face looks terrible."
"Did something happen?"
Shirai Kuroko, who had been about to throw herself into Misaka Mikoto's arms like always, stopped when she saw Mikoto's dark, stormy expression.
She didn't know who had angered her beloved onee-sama.
But whoever it was, they were dead.
Shirai Kuroko swore it.
"I—"
Hearing Kuroko's worried tone, Mikoto forced a smile, trying to say she was fine. But as the images of the Sisters dying flashed through her mind, she simply couldn't speak the words.
"Kuroko, can you do me a favor?"
Taking a deep breath, she looked at her roommate.
"Of course! No matter what it is, I'll always stand firmly by your side, Onee-sama!"
Kuroko immediately promised, her heart leaping with joy.
For her, nothing was more blissful than helping her sister.
"Thank you, Kuroko."
Mikoto managed a smile, but her face quickly hardened with resolve.
"The Absolute Ability Project—I will never let it happen this time!"
"Why would you think I need these?"
Brandon White stared at the pills on the table, speechless.
"Of course you're supposed to take them."
"What else would you do, rub them on your belly button?"
Firewing rolled her eyes.
"It's not like I want to give them to you. With your strength, you don't need any supplements."
"But whether you need them or not, we still have to offer them. And not just any pills—we have to give you the best. That's the rule."
Even if they were useless to him, etiquette demanded that they present treasures, and the quality had to be top-notch. That was how you showed sincerity.
"Ginseng, deer antler, tiger's blood… huh? Why the hell is there Viagra in here?!"
Brandon turned the pill over in his palm. With his Authority of Nature, he could instantly discern its ingredients.
The rest made sense. But Viagra?!
"How should I know? I didn't make it."
"Probably just for… stamina?"
Even Firewing's eyes went wide at those words. But after a moment of thought, she shrugged. She herself had been given a different formula—pills specifically crafted for female ability users.
Still…
Whoever had thought to throw that in must have been quite the character.
"His ability is probably something like Refinement," Brandon mused, "able to condense different materials into pills, with a knack for synthesis."
He slipped the pill back into the box. He'd save it for later—Tony Stark could probably use it more.
Or his father—Ashen Vale was no young man anymore. Even if he had gained another twenty years of life, that part of his body wouldn't exactly improve much.
And Dagu too. He should set aside a couple for him. He and Rena hadn't started anything yet, but eventually, they'd need it.
"Refinement, huh? Close enough. We call it Pillcraft."
"No matter what it is, he can make it into a pill."
"He's even refined the corpses of mutant beasts into medicine. Most of the mutant rats from last time got turned into pills. Taking them not only strengthens the body, but also boosts spiritual power—though the taste is a little foul."
(End of Chapter)