Ke Xue World Technology Becomes King

In the evening, as the sun set in the west, a sparkling golden light appeared on the lake. They dumped all the fish in the fish guard into the Tsumutsu River, cleaned up the scene a little, and then the two returned home.

At the same time, after returning home, Koizumi Anko, who had been thinking hard for a long time, finally put down the magic information book in her hand and sighed.

"Why would such a person appear? He can use magic, but he is also immune to my magic."

When she thought about how she was led by Kuroba Kaito to smuggle Miyamoto Kiyohisa without even looking at her, Koizumi Anko's mind was filled with doubts.

My love spell, except for Kuroba Kaito, has never failed again. Moreover, after Kuroba Kaito's own analysis, he is completely isolated from the magic side. Magic is ineffective against him, so he is immune to his own magic.

But Miyamoto Kiyohisa is obviously not. People who can use magic will eventually be affected by magic. This is also the truth that Koizumi Anko has been instilled in since she first came into contact with magic. But now, because of the existence of Miyamoto Kiyoshi, the truth has been broken. .

For Koizumi Anko, this blow was undoubtedly a shattering and reshaping of her worldview. She was in a daze throughout the afternoon, and even lost interest in the daily fun of Kuroba Kaito.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Koizumi Anko decided to ask Miyamoto Kiyoshi why he was able to use magic power.

"Buzz! Buzz!"

Miyamoto Kiyohisa, who was resting on the sofa, felt a vibration coming from his surroundings. When he lowered his head, he saw that it was his cell phone ringing on the coffee table in front of him.

Picking up the phone casually, it showed an unfamiliar number without a name.

"Pan, who's on the other side?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi was never one to spend time memorizing the relationship between numbers and their owners, so he asked directly to his smart butler.

"Searching. Sorry, the signal source of this call cannot be retrieved."

Unexpectedly, Pan, a technological product nearly a century ahead of the current era, could not be traced back to who was on the other end of the phone. This result immediately cheered up Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"Did there appear some new science? Can it block your signal?"

"The shielding is not IP address shielding, but physical shielding in nature. The other party's signal is directly transferred on the satellite and never reaches the ground at all."

It's okay not to explain. After explaining it like this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi couldn't sit still anymore. You must know that the satellite above his head is completely under his control. If the other party can do it, the data in it will be tampered with. If so, wouldn't everything about you be exposed to the eyes of others?

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi immediately closed his eyes and checked his points mall.

Thanks to the constantly changing timeline, the products in the system's points mall are also constantly iterating. The latest technologies of the current era will appear at the top of the mall. Therefore, Miyamoto Kiyoshi is not afraid that he will not find new products. technology.

However, the result ultimately disappointed Miyamoto Kiyoshi. The knowledge at the top of the mall was still the same as what he had seen not long ago. This shows that during this period, Kexue World did not iterate on science and technology. across.

If he hadn't been convinced that the existence of the system was superior to this world, Miyamoto Kiyoshi would have even doubted whether someone in this world had invented something more powerful than the system. After all, anything was possible in the Kexue world.

Knowing through the system that it was not because someone's technological strength exceeded the limitations of the times, Miyamoto Kiyoshi put down half of his thoughts, his brows relaxed slightly, but he was still thinking.

"Since there is no cross-generational technology, what is the reason for such a result?"

Looking at the phone that was still vibrating, Miyamoto Kiyoshi's slightly frowned brows suddenly dispersed.

"Yes, if you want to know who is on the other side, can't you just put the call through?"

"I don't believe it. It's possible to retrieve your existence through electronic voiceprint. A disk with cross-generational technology can't do this?"

As soon as he thought of it, Miyamoto Kiyoshi directly picked up the phone and answered the call.

"Phew, I finally got through. I thought you gave me the wrong mobile phone number on purpose?"

An arrogant but somewhat thankful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Isn't this Koizumi Hongzi?"

He didn't even need a disk for analysis. Just by listening to the familiar voice and the slightly chuuni-like words, Miyamoto Kiyohisa could already tell who was on the other end of the phone.

Because of this, all the doubts in Miyamoto Kiyoshi's mind just now disappeared. After all, the magic side can fight against the technology side. Isn't this a matter of course?

"What do you want from me? Koizumi-san."

He raised his head and glanced at Suzuki Ayako who was busy in the kitchen. For no reason, Miyamoto Kiyohisa felt a little bit secretive in his heart. He shook his head to get this unreliable feeling out of his mind. Miyamoto Kiyohisa asked in a low voice. road.

"Well, is it convenient for you now? I mean, is she by your side during the day? I have something to ask you."

Somehow, after hearing these words, Miyamoto Kiyoshi felt even deeper in guilt.

"If you have anything to do, please tell me quickly. I will have dinner with my wife later."

When Miyamoto Kiyoshi said the word wife and emphasized his tone, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

"I want to discuss magic with you, but since it's not convenient now, let's talk about it later."

Upon hearing this, the last bit of pressure in Miyamoto Kiyoshi's heart disappeared, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, I just want to ask you about these things later."

When Miyamoto Kiyohisa finished speaking, the other party immediately hung up the phone, as if something had happened?

"Brother Qingjiu, who were you talking to on the phone just now?"

"Yes, it was the call from the classmate Koizumi I met today. He said he wanted to ask me something, but he has hung up now." Miyamoto Kiyoshi replied honestly.

At the same time, in a Western-style villa in Ekoda District, a female high school student in uniform was looking at the crystal ball in front of her in a daze.

"How is it possible? I just wanted to divine where he is now, and something like this happened."

Seeing a crack appearing on the crystal ball from the inside to the outside, Koizumi Hongzi felt like crying without tears.

You know, a crystal ball like this is very high in purity and of very good quality, but it is extremely difficult to find. There is only one left in the warehouse now.

All in all, today is a bloody day.