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GA: Chapter 62 – Even Novels Wouldn't Dare Hype It Up This Much; The Group Owner Gets Silenced Again
Golden Flash: "???"
Uchiha Dance King: "???"
Turn Daigu into Soup: "Are you sure you're not describing God? This is practically indistinguishable from God."
Turn Daigu into Soup: "Even Tiga's power doesn't come anywhere close!"
Lighthouse Tycoon: "You really do love flattering yourself."
Where did he get the confidence to compare Tiga to a Magic God?
Dongfang Bubai: "So this is what a god truly is. I haven't witnessed that terrifying power firsthand—but just hearing it described is enough to inspire genuine awe."
She had thought the power displayed by Uchiha Madara and Whitebeard in the memory copies was already frightening enough. Daigu transforming into Tiga had seemed almost divine in its own right. And yet barely any time had passed before the chat group revealed a world that housed beings known as Magic Gods.
Uchiha Dance King: "I should be able to catch up… probably."
Even the perpetually self-assured Uchiha Madara found his confidence wavering after hearing the Group Owner and Bai Xuan's description.
Were they certain these were things that had once been human?
Even the most outrageous boasting couldn't conjure something like this.
Whitebeard stayed silent as well. This was power capable of destroying the world—and effortlessly, at that. As casually as eating a meal or drinking water.
Worst Elf: "I thought the First Spirit was already exceptionally powerful. It seems, as expected, there are always existences in the vast span of worlds that ordinary people simply cannot comprehend."
Umaru: "Even novels wouldn't dare hype something up this much lol"
Child of Nature: "Oh, they really would."
If you wanted to go bigger, you could go far more absurd than this.
Child of Nature: "Though with the chat group's help, there should be a possibility in the future of reaching—or even surpassing—a Magic God."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Pass. Before I joined the group I might have believed that, but now? Not even a little."
Ordinary Group Owner: "Even if it unlocked cross-world travel, I don't think it could guarantee we wouldn't be noticed by a Magic God. We'd probably get caught the second we arrived."
Ordinary Group Owner: "This useless chat group—what a piece of—"
"Ding—an unknown error has been detected within the chat group. The Group Owner has been automatically silenced for one hour."
Lighthouse Tycoon: "???"
Umaru: "???"
Umaru: "Wait, the Group Owner can get silenced?"
Umaru was shocked. This was nothing like the chat groups in the modern world.
Just Like That Meow: "You'll get used to it, meow."
Worst Elf: "It's hardly the first or second time."
Turn Daigu into Soup: "Friendly reminder—you can roast anyone you like, just don't roast the chat group."
Turn Daigu into Soup: "I'm starting to think the Group Owner doesn't even have silencing privileges over herself."
Electric Shock User: "This memory copy… is it real?"
Electric Shock User: "They cloned that many Sisters from my genes—and it was all just so someone could kill them?!"
Electric Shock User: "And why does killing 20,000 Sisters cause someone to become Level 6?! What kind of logic is that?!"
This was unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable.
In the eyes of those researchers, the Sisters were nothing but data—no different from machines. But in the memory copy, every one of them had their own emotions. They looked up to her deeply. They were no different from real humans.
And yet—these people had been created for the sole purpose of dying. To be killed in every conceivable way, over and over, by the same person.
She'd had no grudge against Accelerator before.
Now she did.
No matter the reason. No matter the circumstances.
Even if the Sisters had only come into existence because of this project—if that was the purpose behind their creation, then their very birth was a tragedy, through and through.
No matter what, she would stop this experiment from happening.
No matter what.
"Sis, your face looks really bad."
"Did something happen?"
Shirai Kuroko, who had been about to do her usual routine of clinging to Misaka Mikoto the moment she spotted her, noticed the dark expression on her face.
She didn't know who had upset her sister like this.
But anyone who dared make her sister this angry—whoever it was—was dead.
Shirai Kuroko had spoken.
"I…"
Hearing the concern in Kuroko's voice, Misaka Mikoto managed to force out a smile and almost said she was fine—but the images from the memory copy, Sister after Sister dying, kept surfacing in her mind. The words wouldn't come.
"Can you help me with something, Kuroko?"
She looked at Shirai Kuroko, took a slow, deep breath, and asked.
"Of course—whatever Sis wants to do, Kuroko will stand by your side without wavering."
Shirai Kuroko answered immediately, her heart swelling with joy. Helping her sister was one of the things that made her happiest.
"Thank you, Kuroko."
A genuine smile crossed Misaka Mikoto's face—and then it hardened into something resolute.
"The Absolute Ability User Project. This time, I will not let it happen."
"Why do you think I need any of this?"
Bai Xuan stared at the pills on the table, at a loss for words.
"To eat, obviously."
"What else would you do with them—press them against your belly button?"
Huoyou gave him a withering look.
"You think I want to give these to you? With your level of strength, you don't need alchemical pills for anything."
"But just because you don't need them doesn't mean we can skip giving them to you."
The rules were the rules. Even if they were useless to Bai Xuan, they still had to be given—and given properly, in premium quality.
That was called sincerity. It was called showing the right attitude.
"Ginseng, antler velvet, tiger blood… hm? Why is there Viagra?!"
Bai Xuan turned the pill over in his fingers. Through [Natural Authority] he could easily identify its composition.
Everything else made sense—but Viagra?!
"How would I know, it's not like I refined it."
"Probably for stamina, I guess."
When she heard those two words, Huoyou's eyes went wide for a moment—then she thought about it and decided it didn't really matter. She took a different kind anyway, one specially formulated for female ability users.
"…"
Whoever put that in there was genuinely talented.
"His ability is probably something like [Refinement]—condensing various materials into pill form, with the added ability to combine them."
Bai Xuan dropped the pills back into the box. He'd give them to Tony later, situationally. Tony probably needed them more.
Old Dad would work too—the man was getting on in years, and even with twenty extra years of lifespan, that particular area probably hadn't improved much.
Daigu could have a couple as well. Nothing was happening between him and Lina yet, but he'd need them eventually.
"[Refinement]? More or less—we call it [Pill Crafting]."
"Doesn't matter what it is, he can turn practically anything into pills."
"He even makes pills from mutant creature corpses. Most of the mutant rats from last time got processed into pills by him. After taking them, you get stronger physically and your spiritual energy increases—the only issue is the smell. Pretty foul."