Hey hey... Don't tease me

He kicked the thin man in the white lab coat, with a tattoo on the left side of his face, over ten meters away. The man was quite sturdy, and after flying over ten meters and rolling for another ten, he managed to stand up with the help of those around him.

The expression of "What the hell, this guy isn't playing by the rules" couldn't be hidden, so he responded in the simplest and most direct way.

A rocket launcher... and then the rocket launcher flew back the way it came.

!? What kind of creature is this guy!

Fortunately, the rocket was detonated halfway through its flight.

As for why Jiu Ming targeted this guy? Did he even need to think about it? Everyone else around was a member of a unit that hadn't even shown their faces, but this one was the sole exception. It was like during a battle between two armies, the more flamboyant your attire, the more likely you were to draw aggro.

You're the only special one among the (enemies) present, so who else would I hit if not you!?

This enemy dressed in pink is worth fighting—Brothers, take him down and loot his gear!!

Kihara Yosuke, the leader of Academy City's dark side "Hound Unit." It's unknown what drove him to find this place.

It was clear that Jiu Ming's state had piqued his curiosity. Kihara Yosuke wasn't just the leader of the Hound Unit; he was also Academy City's most outstanding ability development researcher, and the discoverer and developer of Accelerator's abilities...

This point was very important.

He now wanted to put Jiu Ming on his experimental table.

"What exactly are you?"

Anyone with eyes could see Jiu Ming's uniqueness. Jiu Ming himself had become slightly more transparent due to his exhaustion. "Forget it, capture him, and bring that thing along too."

The information he received was that Jiu Ming had reappeared after Misaka 1 had vanished under very strange circumstances.

Regardless of the reason, he was confident he could extract the information he wanted from the mind of such an experimental subject.

Someone who already viewed people as weeds wouldn't have any special feelings for a clone.

After giving the order, Kihara Yosuke turned to leave. He had already seen Jiu Ming, and he would let his subordinates, whom he didn't care about at all, handle the rest. Failure?

It didn't matter if they failed. As long as the target was within Academy City, he couldn't escape. If Jiu Ming were captured so easily, he would be disappointed.

"Oh...?" Jiu Ming tilted his head slightly and indeed saw a figure lurking behind a wall like a wild cat. The demeanor was that of a very calm wild cat... Tsk! Hadn't he left? Why was he back, or rather, had he never left!?

Seeing a small group of Hound Unit members approaching Misaka 1, Jiu Ming preemptively kicked one of them away. The man crashed into several teammates before collapsing softly on the ground.

Bullets?

Conventional weapons are ignored... Huh!?

As a bullet passed through him, Jiu Ming paused for a moment. Had his physical immunity ability decreased?

Conventional bullets no longer affected him as completely as before. Although the damage wasn't significant, the nature of the impact had changed from passing through air to passing through water. The former would have no effect, no matter how it hit, while the latter, being water, meant the bullet would carry away a small amount of water with each pass. Even if the amount of water was small, it was still a loss.

The increased consumption, the reduction in physical immunity, are these side effects of crossing over? Jiu Ming didn't know if this situation would worsen. Just as Panel-kun had explained, he couldn't stay in any world he crossed over to for too long.

Jiu Ming didn't care about the reduction in physical immunity. Even if it returned to normal and he lost the physical immunity of a ghost, it wouldn't matter. His own Soul Body was quite tough, no less than those with physical abilities. At that time, he would have another kind of physical immunity... No, if he relied on his body to withstand it, that would be physical resistance.

The more serious issue was the increased consumption. When his mental energy was depleted to a certain extent, Jiu Ming would become extremely ethereal, just like a normal person fainting from exhaustion. Troublesome, troublesome.

No longer relying on his body's special properties to ignore those bullets, Jiu Ming's harvesting speed did not slow down. These people now, apart from firing guns, dared not use any area-of-effect weapons. Even if they timed it perfectly to throw a grenade, it wouldn't threaten Jiu Ming; he could even easily kick it back.

The gunshots transmitted rapidly, gradually becoming sparse, and finally falling silent.

"Hey... Don't mess with me." After taking down the last person, Jiu Ming looked at Misaka 1's blood-stained summer sweater. She was injured, a gunshot wound. Behind her lay several fallen figures.

How did these people get behind her... Hmm, they didn't get around, they must have been pre-positioned!

He was careless. Misaka 1 was easy to identify. Unlike the other Misaka Sisters, the Military Night Vision Goggles she wore on her head had been removed... Basically the same as her base body. Of course, even if he coincidentally met a base body, a group of weaklings would be dealt with in minutes, what else was there to think about?

"This injury is not life-threatening at the moment," Misaka replied, enduring the pain.

"...Let me see." Jiu Ming scratched his hair, feeling a sense of helplessness. He was good at killing people, but saving them... Saving people was simple, but the key was treating the injured and saving lives. He didn't understand any medical skills. He only prepared when necessary.

Jiu Ming himself didn't need such things as medical skills. His Soul Body healed quickly when injured. Even with severe injuries, he could maintain his physical form. The way to judge was by his transparency.

In other words, as long as his soul wasn't scattered, as long as he still had strength, even with severe injuries, he could fight until the last moment while maintaining his complete form.

He lifted Misaka 1's shirt from her abdomen. The Girl turned her head slightly with a blank expression. This action was probably due to shyness... but her calm expression didn't show it at all.

The Girl's tender skin was stained with blood that had become somewhat sticky. The hit area wasn't a vital spot. After confirming there was no immediate danger, Jiu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, then felt troubled again. This wound wasn't a through-and-through injury...

Hey, this girl's physique wasn't bad. The bullet didn't penetrate... Alright, having a bullet lodged inside her was also troublesome.

"After discussion, you are the type of creature called a pervert, right? Misaka stated the conclusion after discussing with the other Misakas."

"Huh?" Jiu Ming's mouth twitched. This was proper! Proper! Helping a member of the opposite sex check for injuries, how did that get associated with perverts?

"Wait... Misakas!? After discussing...?" This was a sign of being scorned by the entire forest!

"You're overthinking it. I'm just honestly checking the wound!" Jiu Ming felt his defense was a bit weak and unconvincing, so he couldn't be bothered to say more. "Endure it, I'll help you remove the bullet."

Under Misaka 1's indifferent gaze, Jiu Ming's hand strangely passed through her abdomen. Then, there was another rather chaotic 'discussion' in the Misaka Network. As for the content... Jiu Ming didn't know the conversations in the Misaka Network, and even if he did, he wouldn't want to know.

Being a ghost was somewhat convenient, for example, removing bullets like this. He easily found the bullet's location. If it were someone else putting a hand into a slender girl's body to search for a bullet? That would be murder!

He gently pinched the bullet with two fingers. The area where his fingers touched the bullet became partially materialized. Because Jiu Ming's body couldn't materialize when inside an object, but upon touching the bullet, as the bullet had created some space within the 'object', Jiu Ming could materialize a small area.

Even if it was less than the thickness of a piece of paper, it was enough. The process of removing the bullet was perfect. It was as if it came out the way it went in. Throughout the entire process, the Girl didn't make a sound, and her expression was equally devoid of emotion. Her slightly trembling arms and legs honestly expressed her pain.

Even without emotions, physical sensations were not absent. Lacking emotions did not mean lacking the sense of pain!

"Hmph..." With a light snort, the bullet in Jiu Ming's hand flew out from his hand and embedded itself in the nearby wall. "Stop bleeding... Oh, damn it... If only I had died a few more times back then to learn those acupoint-pressing skills from those martial arts heroes."

The bullet had been removed, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. As expected, flesh and blood were the most troublesome things!

If he himself had a gaping hole blown through him, he wouldn't bleed at all... He was a Ghost, immune to poison and bleeding.

Among the opponents Jiu Ming had fought, there were many from the martial arts world. Many of them had been injured, and when they were bleeding profusely, he'd just tap a few times near the wound. The speed at which the bleeding stopped was incredibly unscientific. Even if it was temporary, it could save a life at a critical moment, so what more could he ask for?

"Excuse me." Jiu Ming tore off a strip from the white shirt under Misaka 1's summer sweater. He had to wrap the wound first, no matter what. The result of Jiu Ming's inexperience was that the girl's already slender waist was cinched even tighter...

Well, this would have to do for now. He needed to find a hospital quickly.

A burst of hurried footsteps approached. Jiu Ming took a breath, "No matter what, I'm not in a good mood right now!"

"I can still walk," Misaka 1 said after being picked up by Jiu Ming, then added another hurtful remark, "Misaka feels her waist is being squeezed painfully, but she doesn't want to ruin the other's good intentions, so Misaka can only pretend to be fine."

Damn it...!

Let's go find a hospital!

"Minions! It's time to do some weeding!!"

The fierce declaration, carrying a strong killing intent, made the approaching enemies unilaterally tremble with fear. In an instant, they were afflicted with 'n' negative buffs, and their combat power plummeted to the point where they truly deserved to be treated like weeds to be harvested.

Then the person in question ran off, leaving behind a silhouette like the wind. With a few leaps, he was completely out of sight. But don't worry, they had special tracking... or rather, self-destructive skills.