I, Accelerator, the strongest hero

For Accelerator, such a superficially turbulent situation is another kind of calculation.

Sure enough, even thanks to someone's help, Jigoku Fubuki, who has increased the telekinetic control threshold by about 20.00% of the total value, will not have the combat power to surpass his sister Tornado in a short time.

However, Fubuki's state of mind is not the same as before.

The biggest evidence is that Hell Fubuki is still thinking hard about how to defeat the tornado.

Dare not to escape, dare to challenge yourself, and dare to go beyond your own limits. This is the simplest and crudest way to "become stronger".

It is a necessary way to gain confidence and courage.

Jigoku Fubuki, who was in a mess all over, sweating profusely and panting but still trying to overcome difficulties, undoubtedly finally walked on the proper path of self-practice.

As if they sensed the deep meaning hidden in someone's words, the defeated Atomic Samurai and Mr. Bang Gu continued to pay attention thoughtfully. This was supposed to be a play where the powerful sister taught the disobedient sister.

And the template on the trembling tornado's body, which can be said to be as clean as dust, still proudly crossed his hands on his chest, and said so to his sister with a rare gratified expression on his face.

"Blowing snow, is it time to stop?

"I already understand."

It seemed that a lot of time had passed, and even a slow-witted person like Tornado could feel that Hell Fubuki's fatigue was becoming more and more obvious.

Hell Fubuki gasped heavily with "ha" and "huha" on one side, and looked at her sister with an unknowable puzzled expression on her face, feeling like she didn't expect Tornado to say such a thing.

The trembling tornado watched Fubuki, the ice on his face gradually melted, and continued to explain with the same astonishing and gentle smile.

"Fubuki, I'm sorry."

"It's true that I failed to pay attention to your mood. My sister has already realized the seriousness of this problem."

At this moment, the words of the trembling tornado changed, and suddenly began to speak violently.

"Once again I realize how [weak] you are, Fubuki."

"It is because of my negligence and laissez-faire that you become such a bad boy."

"These serious problems, at least half of the responsibility lies with my sister."

"Whether it's Accelerator or [Fubuki Team], it's all because you shouldn't come into contact with the pests."

"Even heroes and such are not something that Fubuki can touch at this stage."

Facing such an astonishing transformation, Hell Fubuki couldn't help but widen his eyes, still letting the sweat dripping down his delicate skin drop by drop.

The trembling tornado did not intend to let go of his sister at all, and continued to make up the sword with a ruthless and decisive attitude.

"Weak, too sad."

"It will make you suffer miserable results. These are things I don't want to see my sister."

"So, from now on, Fubuki will be protected by my sister (me) again."

The words were stabbing back and forth in Hell Fubuxue's heart like sharp knives, every word, every sentence intensified the pain and humiliation.

At this moment, the smile on Tornado's face reached its peak.

At this moment, the anger in Chuuxue's heart reached a critical point.

"So, Fubuki, let my sister go back together."

At the same time, Tornado stretched out his hand and shook hands quite seriously.

The telekinetic force like an astonishing light blue curtain with an unmatched energy level is like an invisible and swift violent hammer, which goes straight to Hell Chuuxue's eyebrows with the momentum of breaking mountains and ground.

The idea of ​​a tornado is extremely simple.

If the younger sister is disobedient, she will be knocked out forcibly, and then she will make a long-term plan.

And to complete this method, the only object of defense needed is a certain person.

That's why she had so many conversations with Fuxue that she thought were nonsense, as if someone had come prepared, Tornado was also prepared.

No one could have imagined that a bloodstain suddenly appeared on the thumb of the hand that Tornado extended!

Chapter 330 Four Problems

Of course, someone would not be an irresponsible guy, especially in the current situation, such a countermeasure would not be taken unless he had to.

In fact, Accelerator has never had the experience of truly leading others, and he has never had any special desire for power in Academy City or any group of heroes in the other world in the past.

However, the situation in this world is different, no matter whether it is the society or the S-level heroes like them, no one can really take the lead. Either there is a problem with personal character, or insufficient strength and qualifications, or the focus is not on professional heroes. Either they have no idea of ​​the overall situation, or even the most qualified people have disappeared for several years.

The hero here is a piece of loose sand.

Maybe the individual is not weak, but the bottleneck is here.

Taking the hero group in this world as an example, the whole can be roughly divided into six. The atomic warrior who ranks third in the S-level and his apprentices who occupy the top of the A-level are known as the Three Musketeers.

The second is the vest hero army led by No. 15 of the S rank. Morality issues, the gap in combat effectiveness among members is too large, and fishers in troubled waters also account for a certain proportion.

To a certain extent, in addition to the supervision and attitude of the Hero Association, the so-called vest hero army itself is a big cancer of the hero profession.

The third group is very special, and its characteristic is that this group has great influence on this world. Its core is the masked sweetheart who ranks first in A-level. The redundant marketing naturally has far more fans than most S-level heroes, coupled with unique insights and a strong desire to express, this idol hero has hooked up with the Heroes Association since his debut, and has gained a strong reputation early. Authority.

Among them, the fourth group has the least amount of information. According to legend, the leader of this group is the sixth S-level metal knight who has the power to form an army by himself. The construction of many important facilities has the shadow of Dr. Boyd.

The fifth group is the Fuxue group. The average hero class of the members in the group is B-level. Compared with the group formed by S-level heroes, the Fuxue group can be said to have a large number of people. In addition to the serious lack of high-end combat effectiveness, the personnel's morality is not too convenient. The big problem is that the operational efficiency can be called excellent, but there are suspicions of deliberately occupying the rankings.

The sixth type of group is the C-level alliance with the largest combat power and the least experience, and even the B Fuxue group is looked down upon.

Except for a few heroes who don't care about rankings and only act for justice, the vast majority of C-level heroes are part-timers in the true sense.

On the one hand, it is because the system of revenge given by the Heroes Association in this world is too simple and clear, which is to simply pay the corresponding amount at the end of each month according to the ranking of each hero.

Rankings are determined based on the number of hero activity points. However, according to the official information of the Heroes Association, the basis for obtaining points is completely undisclosed and depends entirely on the so-called Association's censorship.

There is too much room for manipulation in the advancement of the hero class rankings, and there is no second party, let alone third party monitoring. In other words, the power of certain aspects within the association is astonishingly large.

The most ridiculous thing is that the way to grasp the content of a hero’s professional activities is to rely on the hero’s own report and refer to the so-called witness testimony of the public. Such a backward method can easily lead to deviations in the actual activities of the hero, let alone the reflection on the ranking up.

On the surface, the Heroes' Association in this world is a non-profit organization with the original intention of justice and charity, but in fact the wealth obtained by the association is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

According to Genos's month-long survey, the vast majority of professional C-level heroes are not only poorly paid, but most of the time they have troubles that they can't tell.

In terms of rights protection, there is almost no possibility, and in the end it will only be reduced to a simple question of testimony.

It is the lack of action and lack of management of this kind of association that directly leads to a large proportion of people in troubled waters and low-quality personnel in the hero profession.

Just when someone was thinking about it, he suddenly smelled the long-lost breath of cherry blossoms in the breeze blowing in from the window.

No matter which world you are in, for an existence like Accelerator, facing problems all the time, solving problems has still become an instinctive habit.

"It's important to enjoy life and have a good rest."

The words that the cook Laizi said on a cloudless afternoon were unconsciously recalled by Accelerator.

[In such weather, it is indeed very sleepy]

[Anyway... the weird people in the nearby blocks have been cleared out, so it's not bad to take a nap once in a while. 】

Accelerator, who had been tense for a while, relaxed his demands on himself a little.

It is true that being strong will reduce a lot of troubles, but there are also many troubles that cannot be solved by being strong alone.

Perhaps it was Accelerator's unusual self-consciousness that caused him to do things that he thought were troublesome but had to be troublesome.

"People are hard to change, let alone the whole world."

It was the last thought that crossed someone's mind amid drowsiness and confusion.

Standing outside the door, the mechanical girl holding tea obviously heard Accelerator's last words, and she didn't know what she thought of. Genos had a faint smile on his face, and said in an extremely soft voice.

"Not necessarily."

"Master Yifang Accelerator, there must be no problem."

Although the blond-haired mechanical girl is not good at expressing, Genos really cherishes her current life. She used to live in revenge because life seemed boring except for revenge.

But the appearance of someone not only represents the hope of self-revenge, but also represents the meaning of survival.

Although Accelerator has never admitted that he is a hero, Genos Que always believes that he is a hero.

No one cares about the lowly ones except the true heroes.

Just like the small town where the young Genos lived for many years, no matter when and where, no matter which world, the existence of every hero is commendable.

Only by stepping on the ground and moving forward step by step can we have a happy future.

Side Story of the Nameless World: The Nameless God ([-])

"That...why do you want to be a hero?"

The questioner has a pair of piercing eyes, and the spirit revealed in the eyes seems to have a penetrating effect.

Even bystanders, who have never had any understanding of him, can still judge the occupation of the questioner by the black police uniform that slightly occupies dust and mud on his body.

It seems that there are quite a few opinions on the identity of the person being questioned and the speed of the answer. The middle-aged police officer took off his police cap a little bit, perhaps because he just finished patrolling, and his slightly pale hair looked a little messy.

"Who knows."

The other party answered, and was asked a bald hero out of interest.

I saw him trying his best to hold the big man who was full of the special pork chop rice in the interrogation room with both hands, holding the chopsticks in one hand and holding the bottom of the bowl in the other. satisfy.

"Yeah...Maybe no one knows about it."

The answer of the seemingly jobless vagrant who is actually a professional hero must not satisfy the police officer.

However, even if the person being questioned does not answer his own question directly, in the final analysis, the middle-aged police officer already has a very clear answer in his heart.

For the trend that has arisen in the last four or five years, how attractive the hero profession is to young people can be detected with closed eyes.

The feelings of the middle-aged police officer are by no means arrogance and prejudice, the negativity lurking deep in his heart, but pure worry.

Standing at thirty, forty is not confused, fifty knows the destiny.

Middle-aged police officers between the ages of 40 and 50 appear much older than their peers because they have been fighting on the front line for a long time and have experienced too many incidents that are difficult for ordinary people to detect.

Because of this, middle-aged police officers can see more thoroughly than many people, even with future conflicts.

For the sake of the [order] of the whole society, even in the face of successive appearances of weird people, the police department has always been a nail-biting squad, firmly at the forefront of the battle, and a large number of police officers are working hard to maintain this peace.

However, none of them thought that the Heroes' Association, which is not a formal organization, would expand its ambitions to such a degree. Relying on the media and the love of most young people, the Heroes' Association is using its influence to gradually limit the deployment of the police department.

It was a sea of ​​people, a power of public opinion that would catch even the police department, which represents "Order", by surprise.

Although the world has begun to forget the power of the police department, people like middle-aged police officers are still working hard for small peace every day.

It's just that the recent events have greatly affected the mood of the middle-aged police officer.

Among his subordinates, there is a young man who has just graduated from the police academy. He is almost the same age as the bald hero sitting opposite him. He is a very optimistic and interesting young man who takes almost all tasks very seriously. Even though many young people had given up their boring careers during the same period in the police academy and chose more heroic professions that represented spotlights, money, power, and admiration, but none of these affected the young people's enthusiasm.

But just last week, a young subordinate of a middle-aged police officer suffered an extremely serious attack while on patrol. Most of his bones were broken. In the ICU.

What made the middle-aged police officer feel the most distressed was that his subordinates were still struggling to protect the surrounding people even though they were seriously injured. Dispatch special preparation and information of the prisoner.

The final communication was "Be careful, Mr. Bear."

That sentence was said to the middle-aged police officer.

Even at the last moment, the young man still did not give up caring for others.

However, such an excellent police officer did not enjoy the slightest honor, but received extremely strong condemnation. In newspapers and on TV, black and white accuses the police department of incompetence.

Accusing the young police officers of not being able to protect themselves, what qualifications they have to protect the people, accusing the middle-aged police officers of their incompetence, and accusing the police of their incompetence.

The middle-aged policeman who failed to protect his subordinates, even this time, did not complain about the vileness of the unscrupulous media, nor the malice of the British Association, the black hand behind the scenes, but just endured the painful suffering silently.

These questions about the bald hero are obviously his limit.

"I know that child thinks he can't become a hero, so he will stay with us and is willing to become the cornerstone of heroes."

After coughing twice, the middle-aged police officer continued in a hoarse voice.

"Mr. C-Class Hero, I hope you...you will not disappoint that kid."

"Sorry, it's a bit heavy."

Later, the conversation between the young hero and the middle-aged police officer was forced to stop because a bastard who was detained by the police for possessing prohibited drugs lost his job in the punishment of his own will and became a ghost under the influence of some will A super weirdo, it was this weirdo who killed more than a dozen patrolmen during this period, and the young policeman was also one of the victims.

Forced by the combat power of ghost-level monsters, in order to save the lives of more subordinates, Officer Xiong, who was dubbed by the media as an incompetent chief, could only humiliately send a message to the Heroes Association for help.

"What is the police looking for us for?"