Academy City's Puppet Master

Only Ling Xingye, the moment he took control of the theater, truly understood how many automatic puppets were hidden underground!

A total of ten thousand!

Once released, no matter where it is, it must be a disaster!

"When I was underground just now, I also found some abnormalities." Lu Xuyang said, "There are too many automatic puppets hidden there."

Ling Xingye nodded: "I can't guarantee that I can continue to restrain them. So when people are released later, there will definitely be automatic puppets who will escape in the chaos, and we need to prepare early."

"As for the other automatic puppets." Ling Xingye lowered his head and glanced at Baoliang's wreckage, "I will find a way to seal them in this theater."

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Lu Xuyang and Misaka Mikoto didn't dare to waste time, and hurried out to inform Academy City and Tokyo.

"Tsk," Feng Qianqian scratched his head, "Our goal is to destroy Academy City."

But in contrast, the existence of automatic puppets is the truly blasphemous existence.

"I'll make a report. As for the final decision, it's none of my business."

After all, she picked up the war hammer and left the theater.

Ling Xingye did not stop her.

Except for the people in the auditorium, Ling Xingye was the only one left in the entire magic theater.

Letting out a long breath, Ling Xingye sat on the ground slumped, lost in thought.

"Hey, are you worrying about your life experience, Ling Xingye?" Bao Liang, who was lying on the ground with only his upper body left, suddenly said, "It was my mistake and your puppet dance really fooled me. I didn't want to do that at first. I have let you know that you are a fact that can be changed by thousands of opportunities."

===Chapter 22 Ending ===

Seeing Bao Liang who was supposed to "die" suddenly speak, Ling Xingye sighed impatiently.

He flicked his fingers, and the sprite standing behind him suddenly activated, walked over, and the wrist knife popped out from his left hand.

"Ah, don't bother." Baoliang said, "Don't worry, I'm different from others, I will go on the road with peace of mind, and I won't engage in resurrection again."

"Really?" Ling Xingye finally responded, "But that's none of my business."

Since the summer vacation, Ling Xingye has met three "Yanshi" Yanshijia, Yanshi Wuya and Yanshi Baoliang.

Although the first two were defeated by Ling Xingye, Baiyin Yao, and Hua 21, as far as Ling Xingye knew, they hadn't really "dead".

Multiple backups, dead but not dead are almost the common features of all advanced automatic puppets.

But Bao Liang let out a long laugh: "Haha, life is like a play, life is like a play, why care about life and death? What's more, there is no such thing as death for our automatic puppets. We refuse to leave obediently, just because we haven't fulfilled our goals."

"So your goal has been accomplished?" Ling Xingye asked it with a hint of sarcasm, "Is this your goal to be defeated and torn apart?"

"Of course not," Bao Liang said, "My real goal is always to perform. Although it wasn't Ling Qianji, our last performance was exciting enough and exceeded my expectations. It was worth it!"

"Unfortunately, I can't see any interesting plots coming up." Bao Liang said something similar to his last words, "Listen to Ling Xingye, this world is just a drama!"

Ling Xingye was not in the mood to continue listening to its emotion: "I didn't see that you were going to die."

"Haha, don't worry, don't worry. You won this stage duel, everything is yours!"

Ling Xingye thought it was talking about this "magic theater".But Baoliang's head split open suddenly, and a black wooden gear popped out from it, and it shot at the monster's chest with lightning speed.

With Ling Xingye's reaction speed, he didn't even have time to stop him.

The gear was like a piece of shrapnel, stuck firmly in the chest of the monster.

Shocked and angry, Ling Xingye manipulated the monster to fly up and kick Baoliang into the air, and cut him into pieces with dense silk threads.

As the last trace of the suspected liquid evaporated and dissipated, Ling Xingye finally felt a little relieved.

At this moment, an echo from the entire magic theater was heard.

"It's done, now you are the real Qianjibian, are you ready to face the storm of Zhenye? Ling Xingye"

The voice dissipated, and the last breath of "Variety Bright" also disappeared.

Ling Xingye looked around vigilantly, and finally there was nothing unusual.

At this time, Lu Xuyang, Misaka Mikoto and the others came back and announced that they had found official power and could begin to liberate the "audience".

Ling Xingye controlled the magic theater, spitting out the crowd little by little.

In the auditorium, the noisy cheers suddenly quieted down, and they were about to see the dawn, which made them a little unbelievable for a moment, for fear that this was just a dream of their own.

Someone yelled at Ling Xingye, as if asking for confirmation, but Ling Xingye was really in no mood to meddle in these nosy matters, so he simply left the theater and went to the roof of Bo Mingzuo to look at the starry sky.

it is finally over?

After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

The screen of the mobile phone has been cracked in the fierce battle, but it does not affect its basic functions.

Relying on memory, Ling Xingye pressed Kamijou Touma's number.

Fortunately, Kamijou Touma didn't lose his phone recently, and he didn't stop due to arrears.

The other party answered the phone quickly.

"Hello, hello? Can you hear it?" The signal was very unstable, Kamijou Touma's voice came intermittently, "We are at sea now, just entered the circle"

"Oh, yes, you guys are going to deal with the Queen's Fleet." Ling Xingye suddenly remembered what Motoharu Tsuchimikado mentioned, "It seems that everything is going well?"

"Starry night, do you know?" Kamijou Touma's voice suddenly became louder, "That's right, we defeated the fleet commander and stopped this war!"

"Oh? Not bad!" Although he was not very interested, Ling Xingye still expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart. At least he didn't know how to stop a whole large fleet.

Kamijou Touma was very proud of Ling Xingye's praise, and hurriedly recounted the great achievements of tonight.

It turned out that there were experts familiar with the spiritual outfit of the "Queen of the Adriatic Sea" behind the scenes to provide technical guidance; and then there were Amakusa-style people with various means and good at infiltrating operations to assist in the attack. They directly attacked the flagship and found the fleet commander, Bishop Bi. Agios Poussoni.

The next thing is simple, "Fantasy Killer" is the best way to deal with this kind of enemy.

"And more," Kamijou Touma suddenly lowered his voice, whispering as if he was worried about being overheard, "I also saw Kazawa Hiroka and Lily from your school! They are as strong as angels ! Destroyed ten frigates in one go!"

"Lily?" Ling Xingye was a little surprised. Feng Zhan Binghua had expected it, but why was Lily Mezas involved?

But the next time you want to discuss secrets, it's best not to use the phone, the signal is very likely to be tapped.

Ling Xingye shook his head, let's tell him about this kind of thing next time we meet face to face.

"Okay, I want to ask, is Index by your side?" Ling Xingye finally got to the point, "I have some questions to ask her."

The person on the other side let out an oh, and soon, the voice on the other side of the microphone was replaced by a girl's voice.

"Hello? Touma, is it really enough to just talk like this?"

"Yeah, don't look at me, put the phone to your ear, just like you use a landline phone"

"That's right, can you hear me, Sister Index?" Ling Xingye also complained silently, "I have some questions about the original scriptures."

"Yeah, no problem!" Index agreed, "As long as it doesn't involve taboo knowledge, I'm happy to explain it."

Ling Xingye was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Then I'll just say that you once said that there are many forms of original scriptures. So, are there any original scriptures with human shapes?"

"Yes." Index's answer was very straightforward, "The so-called original grimoires are actually knowledge and information in essence. As for the appearance, it is just a carrier of knowledge. In some tribal civilizations without words, the knowledge in the original It is transmitted by word of mouth and stored in people's memory."

"There is another example, that is me" Index patted her chest, "I have recorded the information and knowledge of one hundred and three thousand grimoires in my mind, so in the eyes of the church and magicians, I am It can also be regarded as an original book!"

"Okay, I understand." Ling Xingye said, "Thank you for your advice."

Hanging up the phone, Ling Xingye fell into deep thought.

Since my second personality is Qianjibian, then who wrote the contents of the original script into my memory?

Or, since when did I bear the original code of Thousand Machine Changes?

Two girls appeared in Ling Xingye's mind, the two people he trusted the most.

"Miss Hitomi"

===Chapter 22 Behind the scenes - life is like a play===

On September 9th, the sixth day of the Daba Star Festival, it was also the day when the competition was the most intense.

Ling Xingye was admitted to the hospital for treatment, and thanked guests behind closed doors on the grounds of recuperating.

Even if Misaka Mikoto and other acquaintances went to visit, they couldn't stay for too long.

Even Shiranui Tong and Lu Xuyang were invited out by him for the same reason.

Lying in the independent ward of the school hospital all day, Ling Xingye was quietly retrieving his memory, recalling every detail since his birth.

"Life is like a play!"

Baoliang's words before his death kept echoing in his ears.

At this time, Ling Xingye deeply felt his own life, which was full of secrets and deceptions.

Ling Xingye remembered that Baiyin Yao also said that he was "real Baiyin" when evaluating him.

At this moment, it seems that she may have expected it at the time, or she is simply an insider.

Pushing forward is the old enemy Lu Cun, who is obviously also the puppet master of Baiyin, but he is the only one who wants to kill himself.

It seems that Lu Cun is the same as himself, he doesn't have any feelings, otherwise, in order to obtain a thousand changes, he would definitely not kill him.

Thinking about it this way, that straightforward guy is actually cuter.

Continuing to trace back, since I joined the Ling family class and was adopted by the class leader, I may have already "fallen into a trap".

"Could it be that my life so far has been planned?" Ling Xingye said to himself, "What am I? What is the meaning of my existence?"

"I have a memory palace, which theoretically has absolute memory ability, but I also lost my memory once, so there is a lot of room for manipulation." Ling Xingye said.

Could it be that all his memories are just edited?Is everything just what he thinks he has experienced?

Ling Xingye's mind was in chaos, all kinds of thoughts and thoughts were rampant.

Until late at night, he still sat on the bed and thought hard.

In the end, it was Liu Yinjian who entered the ward.

"Here, this is the new mobile phone prepared for you by your staff." He handed over a bag, "It is said that all the data of the old mobile phone has been transferred over."