Chapter 822: Near-Death Experience
“I am still a Kihara after all…” Kihara Kagun sighed.
Even if he had repented and turned over a new leaf, abandoning his former research field; even if he chose to betray the name “Kihara” and even leave Academy City.
But after learning about Lin Wuming, an existence so perfectly aligned with his former research field, Kihara Kagun was still unable to suppress his excitement.
Pure curiosity and a desire for exploration led this man to pick up his old title, return to Academy City, and even go against his beliefs, wanting to conduct relevant experimental research again…
“This is fine now,” Kihara Kagun shook his head. “Fate has decreed that I must cut ties with my past self.”
“Near-death experience…” Lin Wuming suddenly asked, “Kihara Kagun, have you killed anyone?”
Kihara Kagun replied without hesitation: “Of course, and many. If we only count the numbers, perhaps no one has killed more people than me, right?”
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the several girls in the Hospital room changed dramatically, and they stared at Kihara Kagun with increased vigilance.
At this moment, Lin Wuming was heard asking: “I remember you just said that your research topic was ‘near-death experience,’ not ‘killing techniques,’ right?”
Kihara Kagun nodded, adding: “That’s right, my technique can cause a person to die, their heart to stop beating, their brainwaves to flatline, losing all vital signs—from a physiological and medical perspective, that is death.”
“But?” Lin Wuming continued to look at him.
“But my technique can also restore a stopped heartbeat and awaken the subject from a state of death,” Kihara Kagun said. “That’s why it’s a near-death experience.”
After hearing his description, Misaka Mikoto and Hu Feng Toumi exchanged glances and nodded together.
Although it sounded a bit too miraculous, considering that three days ago, Allie had indeed performed a “resurrection” act in front of them, what Kihara Kagun said might indeed not be false.
“This isn’t killing.” Lin Wuming shook his head and corrected him, “Life hasn’t become that cheap—as long as it can be reversed, it’s not death.”
“It seems we have some disagreement on the definition of what constitutes killing.” Kihara Kagun didn’t insist either, shaking his head and saying, “But that’s not important now; let’s talk again when you’ve fully recovered.”
With that, Kihara Kagun prepared to take his leave.
But Lin Wuming called out to him: “Kihara Kagun, since you’re already here, why not give it a try?”
Kihara Kagun turned his head in surprise.
He saw the recently legendary young man sitting upright on the Hospital bed, his face still pale from a recent illness, but showing no fear.
Lin Wuming spread his hands, even looking somewhat eager: “Your purpose in coming to find me was this, wasn’t it? So why not give it a try—use your technique on me.”
“Lin Wuming!” Misaka Mikoto couldn’t help but exclaim.
“Boss, are you serious?” Yun Chuan Ju Ya also looked over with a surprised expression.
“Your Nen…” Kihara Kagun looked over.
“It’s not important, it’s just a ‘near-death experience’ anyway,” Lin Wuming shrugged, “It’s not real death.”
“You know, besides experiments, I have indeed killed people—the irreversible kind,” Kihara Kagun emphasized.
“Hmm, I have too.” Lin Wuming nodded, “You know, for a Kihara, you’re really too kind.”
Seemingly stimulated by this evaluation, Kihara Kagun’s expression became serious, and he immediately walked towards Lin Wuming.
Hu Feng Toumi drew out her ribbon, and electric sparks flashed at Misaka Mikoto’s hair tips.
Yun Chuan Ju Ya, however, was at a loss, unsure whose side to help.
“Don’t worry,” Lin Wuming reassured the two girls who had already bristled, “It’s just an experiment, I’ll be fine.”
Lin Wuming knew from the start that Kihara Kagun’s research topic was “near-death experience,” and of course, he immediately linked it to his own “Bullet Time.”
It could be said that Lin Wuming’s idea actually coincided with Kihara Kagun’s; he also really wanted to know if the combination of “Bullet Time” and “near-death experience technique” would produce some wonderful chemical reaction.
It should be known that as Lin Wuming’s strength grew day by day, many situations that would be “fatal crises” for ordinary people could no longer pose a threat to him.
It became even more difficult for Lin Wuming to actively trigger the “Bullet Time” state—the power of the dellinger’s bullets was already severely insufficient; according to Chairman Aleister’s suggestion, using magic as a starting medium was too dangerous, with uncontrollable risks, and not a very good choice in intense combat.
Now, Kihara Kagun’s “near-death experience technique” appeared at just the right time, perfectly compensating for this flaw.
Seeing that Lin Wuming didn’t seem to be joking, Kihara Kagun nodded, no longer hesitating, walked up to Lin Wuming, and raised a finger.
Misaka Mikoto, who had followed closely to the Hospital bed, raised an eyebrow—she noticed an unusual electric current gathering at Kihara Kagun’s fingertip.
Kihara Kagun glanced at Misaka Mikoto: “If you master the technique, my technique is actually not difficult to replicate—for a Level 5 Electromaster.”
Saying that, Kihara Kagun used this finger, with a faint electric arc jumping on it, to point at Lin Wuming’s heart.
Under the close supervision of the girls, Kihara Kagun’s movements were gentle, as if he merely touched Lin Wuming’s body and immediately withdrew his hand.
And there were no other further movements.
It even made one wonder if he was just going through the motions.
“Lin… Lin Wuming?” Misaka Mikoto, however, noticed that Lin Wuming’s head suddenly drooped, as if he had suddenly fallen asleep.
“!” Despite being mentally prepared, Misaka Mikoto was still greatly surprised and quickly stepped forward to embrace Lin Wuming, who was falling to the side.
Pulse… gone.
Breathing… stopped.
Even the bio-electrical currents were so faint as to be negligible, only Misaka Mikoto, a Level 5 Electromaster, could detect them; for anyone else, or even the Hospital’s most precise instruments, it would be very difficult to detect.
“Quickly wake up Lin Wuming!” Taking a sharp breath, Misaka Mikoto looked back at Kihara Kagun.
The latter’s cheek had already been cut by Hu Feng Toumi’s rapier—a warning attack.
But Kihara Kagun didn’t care about the wound on his cheek, nor did he care about Hu Feng Toumi’s attack.
His gaze had never left Lin Wuming.
At Misaka Mikoto’s renewed urging, Kihara Kagun finally sighed and raised his finger again.
Amidst a self-muttering whisper of “It failed,” Kihara Kagun pointed his finger at Lin Wuming’s heart again.
