I, Accelerator, the strongest hero

It was a group of guys who looked like ordinary people eating melons, standing on both sides of the road.

A scene that made someone feel strange appeared.

"Hey. Are you ashamed to be heroes like this?"

The leader was a mushroom head, ugly fat boy, he almost pointed at the nose of the trio in the middle of the road and mocked wantonly.

"Well, even if we just look at the results, we are indeed saved."

"Aren't you all seriously injured?"

"I really doubt you are trustworthy."

"If everyone works hard, none of us can achieve such a result, right?"

"It's just that you guys who are so embarrassing when you beat a weirdo don't deserve to be heroes at all."

"If all the people who come to the rescue are weak heroes like you who are no different from ordinary people and are placed at the back, everyone will feel very troubled."

"If possible, I really want to ask you all to resign on behalf of everyone."

In the middle of the road were three men in combat uniforms walking side by side silently.

Looks like a professional hero of this unsung world.

Facing the severe criticism from the people in this world, they just bear it silently and silently.

The three so-called weak heroes were covered in blood and mud, and they couldn't see any brilliance.

Half of the saber's goggles were shattered, and the corners of Springbeard's mouth and nostrils were bleeding, and one of them, Golden Ball, was swollen like a pig's head with red envelopes, so he received the most ridicule and ridicule.

The indifference and sarcasm of these passers-by, the familiar malice like the most disgusting and filthy maggots in the sewer made Accelerator frown in displeasure, and he felt very uncomfortable.

Could it be that a miserable victory is not a victory?

Could it be that a hero is only one who kills the enemy with one blow?

These idiots don't even trust the people who were protecting them, or trying to protect them just now.

Someone never thought that this world would be so harsh on heroes, how bad it would be to those who protect themselves, and how ugly it would be.

Accelerator himself did not expect that he would feel so uncomfortable seeing this scene in front of him.

Someone didn't realize that he was repeatedly wronged by this hero.

Maybe it's because I stayed in the other world for too long.

Even if someone knows it well, this is the way the world is.

Just like when he was in Academy City, he had already been so familiar with the evils in the world that he couldn't be more familiar with.

The world on the other side is the world like a dream.

Somebody inexplicably misses the very lovely person on the other side of the "gate" and the precious world that everyone is desperately maintaining.

Both are real worlds, but at this time they form such a stark contrast.

Yifang Accelerator is very clear that people in the other world tend to worship heroes like All Might who represent [relative justice] for the profession of professional heroes, and secondly yearn for the profession of [hero].

As their age grows day by day, the purpose will change differently, either for fame or for profit, which is by no means wrong.

As long as different professional heroes based on these purposes are protecting others, there is nothing wrong with not losing professional ethics.

After all, a saint-like existence like All Might is extremely rare. (No marriage, no offspring, no consideration of one's physical condition, sacrifice of oneself for the sake of social order.)

Professional heroes are also human beings who need to eat and live.

It is undeniable that All Might has indeed set an example, becoming the banner of social order and affecting as many as two generations. He has truly seen the truth of the world, still loves life, and even goes one step further.

To sum up the words of the heroes of that world in this sentence:

"The job of a professional hero is to die to deliver on those beautiful words."

And now, the nameless world that Accelerator just came to, seems to be using an extremely ironic expression to deny the world that someone has lived in for almost two years.

It seems that this nameless world is correct.

However, Accelerator is not a hero.

The essence is still that Accelerator who claims to be the evil party.

After all, no matter how many people he saved in the other world, he could not offset the sins he committed in Academy City.

The blood of the younger sisters and the godless gaze will still be entangled in the deepest part of his eyes.

Therefore, Accelerator only intends to do what he can do.

Whether it's a vicious party or a scumbag, they have no right to speak of heroes.

The only thing a person can decide is his own preferences.

That's it.

Even if he is the most corrupt scum, a scum who doesn't even have the qualifications to save others.

This does not mean that he can only watch these scumbags trample on the dignity of the heroes on this side, recklessly for his own cowardice and dark and disgusting behavior.

Accelerator is not used to it.

He intends to tell this unknown world some truths he got from those people who seemed to be flickering with fire.

Sometimes the truth doesn't make sense, so just talk about it with a fist.

I can't get out of depression, I have to spit out my chest full of loyalty.

Accelerator walked to the side, and the trio of transcendent heroes stood between them and the passers-by. He stared at them with red eyes, twisted his mouth and laughed mockingly.

"Hahahahahaha, I haven't recalled this feeling for a long time."

While talking, someone walked up to the leader, the mushroom-headed fat boy, and asked deliberately while holding his collar easily with one hand.

"I don't know if anyone has told you, an idiot, if you don't need the eye, please give it to someone who needs it."

"If you can't speak, it's best to clamp your pig's tail tactfully, and how about closing that dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory?"

"Of course, you don't have to."

"Just, at your own risk."

The body of the mushroom-headed fat boy was in someone's hands, and he was already afraid because of someone's laughing words, but he looked at the people around him snobbishly, and the subtle courage seemed to return to his heart.

Fat Boy pretended to be calm and roared.

"Where did you get the new hero from?"

"How dare you get angry with me like this? Why are you angry with me?"

The mushroom-headed fat boy had preconceived ideas, thinking that someone standing beside the hero trio must be a hero with little reputation.

"Besides, don't the funds for the activities of the Heroes' Association depend on everyone's donations?"

"Since we have all spent money, if we don't protect us well! Wouldn't it be troublesome for everyone!"

"Let's talk again! If you do this again, you won't be afraid that I will donate the money to the association! Will you return all of it!"

Fatty spoke more and more happily, as if all the truth stood by his side when he spoke.

The surrounding people are also echoing Fat Boy, anyway, why not do it when someone is the first bird.

"that is!"

"that is!"

"Take back the money that belongs to us!"

"Take back!"

Accelerator sniffed at this and said with a smile.

"It seems that idiots don't understand human speech."

Someone said, and threw Fat Boy into the sky in full view.

"-----what!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Help! I don't want to die yet! Someone help me!"

The trio of heroes still wanted to take action but was stopped by someone's eyes ahead of time.

That slightly murderous look.

The moment Fat Boy was about to fall to the ground, Accelerator caught him steadily.

It's just that the fat boy who was still high-spirited just now, thinking that God is the first and my reason is the second, his face full of fat is already covered with tears, disgusting snot and fear.

At this time, the grinning Accelerator had turned into the most terrifying demon in the world in his eyes.

Of course, at certain times and in certain situations, this metaphor holds true.

Accelerator still squinted his eyes and said with a mocking smile.

"It's rare that I have time today, so I can play with you to the end."

"How does it feel to walk on the edge of death? Happy? Very happy, right?"

-85

At this time, Genos, who obeyed someone's orders, was shopping in the supermarket and preparing the fresh ingredients they needed to eat today.

On the other side, they are still staying in the House of Evolution with fairly complete infrastructure.

The gorilla, who took off his armor and worked as an assistant, was carrying food and drinking water. He looked at Dr. Genos who was forgetting to eat and sleep at the workbench in embarrassment, and reminded him out of kindness.

"Dr. Genos... You haven't closed your eyes or eaten for 52 hours. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to hold on!"

However, the doctor seemed not to have heard the persuasion from the gorilla assistant, and was still doing intensive preliminary calculations in his notebook.

Take a closer look at the notebooks that are as thick as the Cihai dictionary and fall under the workbench. There are already more than a dozen scattered.

The surroundings of the workbench are filled with roaring and fiery machinery, and these green fluorescent lights are constantly flashing.

It's just that there are machines that stop suddenly and send out bursts of warning red.

Seeing that Dr. Genos's eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were full of dark circles after an overnight stay, there was a disgusting smell coming from his body, which was the smell of having not washed for two whole days.

A full two days have passed, and Genos, who has obtained the calculation method of the [Vector Manipulation] ability of one party, has been trying to reproduce the existence model of his superpower.

no doubt.

The results of countless calculations have shown that the super power calculation model that Yifang Accelerator provided him called [Vector Manipulation] is completely correct, which also means that all the special phenomena displayed by someone in the battle room are all correct. can be explained.

Just like in mathematics, it is a matter of course that correct formulas, correct derivations, and correct calculations will inevitably lead to correct results.

It's just that the self-replicating person found by Dr. Genos, even with all the supercomputers he has on hand, can only see the [vector manipulation] that is about the level 1 mentioned by someone.

Finally, after another obvious failure, Dr. Genos took off his glasses with trembling hands, sighed heavily and muttered to himself.

"Unexpectedly...unexpectedly! Everything is correct!"

Then his face changed, and he roared in a state of indignation.

"Right! Right! Everything is right! There is no concealment! There is no mistake!"

". No wonder! No wonder! That monster gave me this knowledge so easily!"

"He himself is the reason why this power becomes so terrifying! Even if it is any other super power! It will become equally terrifying in the hands of that monster!"

Jinos, who was in a difficult mood, slammed the hammer directly and slammed on the workbench, completely unaware that his hands were covered with blood. The gorilla assistant on the side jumped in fright, and sat down on the chair like Ge You again. , muttering to himself in confusion.

"Is this... is the feeling that mortals looked up to me back then?"

"...It's really uncomfortable..."

"Ha... If you want to achieve one-third of the level shown by that monster, the most basic level of calculation must be a planetary-level supercomputer..."

"It's too disappointingly correct..."

There are always some things in this world without talent, and if you don't work hard, you can't feel the gap.

Now Dr. Genos is feeling the second pain someone brought him.

If the performance and conduct of the Asura Unicorn Immortal are still within the acceptable range of Genos, then the pure violence and ultimate intelligence and computing power possessed by Accelerator are the existences that really surpass him by a dimension. look up to the existence.

In the end, he returned to calm and said as if talking to himself.

"Ginos...don't admit defeat again."