People in Konoha: I have the ability of mosquitoes

"Ok sir."

The super brain responded, and then began to operate.

Of course, whether it is calculating the magic book or deducing the Kabbalah tree of life, this is not something that can be completed in a short period of time.

Because these things are too esoteric.

The magic book is better, but it is just a tome that records the knowledge of laws, Qing Kong can understand it himself.

But the Kabbalah tree of life is different.

This is about the truth, symbolizing the whole universe, including the totem of all the mysteries from man to the realm of God, and even the creation of the world, the secret knowledge system.

Ten original qualities, 22 paths.

Even if the real gods come, they may not be able to describe them all in detail.

After all, gods also have an upper limit, not everyone can create the world and life.

As for Clear Sky's bio-ultra-brain, although its calculation speed is very fast.

But if you want to analyze such a complexity, which is equivalent to the amount of knowledge that creates everything in the universe, it will definitely take a lot of time.

Beep.

Qingkong saw that the calculation progress bar displayed by the super brain jumped forward by xx01%, his eyelids twitched, and he simply didn't bother to look at it.

Take your time, don't rush, he has plenty of time anyway.

In a blink of an eye, it was another few days.

Qingkong rented a house in the seventh school district as the headquarters of Tianji Society.

Of course, this is only superficial, used to deceive people, and a 'shell' for the Kamijou trio to have a place to stay.

The real Tianji Society is a subordinate unit that collects and organizes all kinds of information, and then links up with the Tianji Laboratory. The headquarters is elsewhere.

"Ah Shang, half of the summer vacation is over, have you finished your make-up classes yet?"

Bored and slumped on the chair, Tsuchimikado asked casually while fiddling with the girl's information in his hand.

"Uh...it's okay, don't worry about it."

Kamijou Touma scratched his head, not wanting to talk about it.

Having said that, Kamijou Touma is really a very contradictory person.

He is a pragmatist who only believes in what the eyes see.

Even though he has extraordinary power, he does not approve of those gods and magic that he has never seen before.

Have miracles, but don't believe in miracles.

That's it.

It can be said that in the entire academy city, the person who shouldn't be here is Kamijo Touma.

Because he rejects fantasy and thinks that things like superpowers are dispensable, having them is not necessarily good, and not having them is not necessarily bad.

If you can bend a spoon with your hands, why do you have to use your mind.

Why use people when machines can be used to generate electricity.

This is Kamijou Touma's idea.

So when taking those 'memory' ability development courses, it doesn't matter how many medicines you are injected, how many pills you eat, or how many lullabies you listen to.

Electric shocks were also inserted into the ears to stimulate development directly to the brain.

In such a state, even those Level 0 students could bend the spoon with their minds, but Kamijou Touma couldn't.

It's nothing else, but he doesn't agree with these things from the bottom of his heart.

There is no personal reality to manifest.

Since this is the case, it goes without saying that Kamijou Touma's academic performance is very poor, and he definitely belongs to the kind that is at the bottom of the crane.

Moreover, in order to avoid suffering, he skipped several months of courses in one semester.

Of course, the consequence of daring to do this is that it's summer vacation, and other students are playing, and only people like him at the end of the crane are still making up lessons.

"President, it's too boring to do this all day, why don't we do team building once we talk about it!"

Throwing down the documents in his hand, Tsuchimikado stepped on the chair and shouted loudly.

"Team building? I think you want to eat public funds!"

Leaning back on the chair, Qingkong Tactical leaned back and licked his ears.

".‖Hey, the president's name is meow~"

Tu Yumiao showed up, showing off her cuteness shamefully.

"Stop it!"

Qing Kong waved his hand in disdain, and then said: "Forget it, for the sake of your hard work recently, let's choose a place tonight, the president treats you."

"Wow! The President is mighty!!"

"The president is so handsome!!"

As soon as they heard that there was another big meal, several members of the club, as well as Kamijou, also jumped up with their eyes wide open.

"Sit down, sit down, and finish today's work first."

Qing Kong smiled slightly, pressed his hand and said.

Small favors and small favors are nothing, and he didn't take them to heart.

And it takes more than that alone to form a solid buddy camaraderie.

So after having a big meal at night, Qingkong also prepared a sideshow for a group of punks to come and find fault.

The friendship between men is actually very simple.

There is no need to engage in so many bells and whistles (promised), just follow the four irons of life.

We went through the window together and carried the gun together.

Dirty together, whoring together.

The last two are not easy to adjust, and the age is not appropriate.

But the first two are simple, and with Qingkong's ability, they can be arranged in minutes.

Under the siege and interception of dozens of delinquent boys, Qingkong and Kamijou fought back to back with each other, holding bench wine bottles to a battle of the century.

Tragic is not a purchase.

But after being beaten together, Qingkong also blocked Kamijou and Tsuchimikado several times, and their heads were opened.

The two of them were also furious, and directly used their prehistoric powers to beat up those bad boys.

Wait until it's over.

The personnel from the Police Department came over and escorted all the bad boys away.

Qingkong and the three sat on the curb, lighting a cigarette. .

Chapter 353

"Cough cough~~"

The first time I tried this thing, Kamijou Touma was still not used to it, and was so choked that tears flowed out.

"That... Brother Kong, why don't you go to the hospital to have a look!"

Looking at Haruka's bleeding head, Kamijou Touma said worriedly.

But what the hell is that called?

Although being called Brother Sora proved that he was recognized by Kamijou, Qingkong still twitched the corner of his mouth and said:

"It's okay, it's just my calf physique, I'm not bragging to you two..."

Before he finished speaking, there was only a bang, and Qingkong lay on the ground.

Porcelain...not!

Hurry up and save someone, hey!

Kamijou and Tsuchimikado, who were startled, quickly dropped the cigarettes in their hands, and bent down to help Haruka up.

Then call a car and take him to the hospital.

Kamijou Touma and Tsuchimikado didn't know what to say about this incident.

What a calf physique, this horse is just born prematurely, brother!

Weng La~~ Weng La~~~

The ambulance arrived at the hospital, and Qingkong was also pushed by the car to the emergency room.

Only Kamijou and Tsuchimikado were left outside, anxiously waiting for the result.

Yes, as Mission: Impossible, Tsuchimikado was also assigned by Aleister Crowley, the big boss behind Academy City, to monitor Clear Sky.

But what to say.

Tsuchimikado has his own mind and considers things.

In his opinion, it doesn't matter what secrets Qingkong has or what his origin is, even if he was sent by the devil.

Based on today's incident alone, he was willing to block the sword for himself and Kamijou, acting as a meat shield.

This buddy, Tsuchimikado has recognized it.

No one will refute it.

"Shang, don't worry too much, that guy won't die so easily."

Patting Kamijou Touma on the shoulder, Tsuchimikado said with a smile.

"Ah."

Kamijou Touma nodded, but didn't say anything else.

Inside the emergency room.

Qing Kong was lying on the operating table, unconscious.

Several doctors and nurses were giving him blood transfusions and treating the wound.

Is acting a complete set?

The body on the operating table is actually just an ordinary shell made by Qingkong, just like a normal person, and there is nothing special about it.

Therefore, the previous injuries and bleeding are all true.

More than half an hour later.

The operation is finally over.

The door of the emergency room was opened, and the wounded Qing Kong was also pushed out by the nurse.

Seeing this scene, Kamijou and Tsuchimikado quickly stood up.

"Nurse, may I ask...how is he?"

"Don't worry, it's just a flesh injury, and you'll be fine after a few days of training." The nurse said with a smile.

"Hey, thank you so much!"

As Qingkong was pushed into the ward, Kamijou and Tsuchimikado also heaved a sigh of relief, and really settled down.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

Qing Kong's injuries healed and she was officially discharged from the hospital.

And in order to wash him off, Kamijou and Tsuchimikado also ordered a table meal at Julian's restaurant in the seventh school district at their own expense.

"How embarrassing that is."

Sitting at the dining table, Qingkong said with a smile.