Misaka Mikoto: This Isn't Electromagnetism At All!

"How—could that be?!"

Misaka Mikoto was the first to cry out in shock.

As one of Academy City's only seven Level 5s, the "Railgun" who stood at the pinnacle of electrical ability users.

Her power essentially encompassed every phenomenon electromagnetic force could produce.

Electromagnetic force was one of the universe's four fundamental forces. It was the foundation that maintained the form of matter and drove chemical reactions.

Theoretically, as long as one possessed a sufficiently powerful electric field and sufficiently precise control, it was indeed possible to interfere with the composition of matter.

But that was merely theory.

The amount of calculation required to achieve it would be astronomical.

It was like how, when studying an object's macroscopic motion, physicists simplified it into a "point mass" with no size or shape.

By doing so, they could ignore endlessly numerous secondary variables such as air resistance, friction, and the object's rotation, making the problem calculable.

Whether it was her or Accelerator, the computational models they used were built upon similar simplifications.

Because, as humans, the world they could comprehend was the macroscopic one—

That was how it was supposed to be—

Under the effects of that high-intensity magnetic field, Zhang Qi's injuries began healing at a maddening pace.

And it was not merely his wounds. Even his torn clothing was restored to its original state.

Matter was being edited directly at the atomic and molecular level.

The level of computation represented by such absolute interference with the microscopic world left Misaka Mikoto's mind utterly blank, leaving only an instinctive shudder.

"Interesting! This is just too interesting! Hahahahaha!"

Accelerator's sickly, frenzied laughter rang out once more, interrupting Misaka Mikoto's thoughts.

Rather than feeling the slightest hint of caution at the bizarre sight before him, an even fiercer excitement burned in his eyes.