After paying bill, Misaka and her friends left to take the bus to the university. Located in the northern side and far from the southern industrialization, it's one of the best in Academy City. Touma's group took the bus right after Misaka's.

"Sh-Shinobu!?" Misaka said, surprised.

"Yeah, you know why I'm here. I'm confused just as you are." The purple haired girl answered in her usual bland voice.

"You know what happened?"

"Definitely." She signed. "You still decided to get involved in this don't you?" Shinobu asked, maybe with some sympathy.

"Alright, I know we are the worst examples of being students. The lecture is gonna be around the latest researches, just try and listen. If it doesn't have anything to do with what we want to know, we walk right out." Stated Touma. Time passed quickly, the two buses zoomed across the streets, until the robotic voice indicated for them to get off.

"Look at this! What the hell?" Touma exclaimed as the bus closed in, lines of Antiskill vehicles lined up in front of the campus, Antiskill members in their easily distinguishable uniforms and guns guarded outside. They got off the public transport and walked over to the entrance. Sure enough, the lecture is open to everyone, but an X-ray scanner had been set up, along with metal detectors to walk through.

"Please form a line! Only people with bags need to have it scanned by X-ray. Searches were requested by lecturers for security reasons, sorry for the inconvenience." An officer spoke into a megaphone. At least huge walls of lockers were set up to store anything not allowed. A sign informed everybody what is not allowed.

"Right, just take out everything you have that isn't allowed and put them into my bag, I will leave it outside." Touma offered.

Two familiar figures followed right behind, Heaven Chancellor the doctor. And another woman with long, wavy, brown hair, and wearing a white long-sleeved shirt. Kiyama Harumi, creator of the Level Upper.

Heaven Chancellor and Kiyama Harumi, the girls including Shinobu, and the boys all sat in different places of the lecture hall. They were informed that the same lecture is gonna be broadcasted because the researchers for some reason, decided to share their top, most classified scientific breakthroughs. On the projector screen says "What is the Origin of ESPer Abilities?"

"Really? Like a slide show?" Asked Touma's friend. After 30 minutes, the lecturer walked onto the stage. A tall and slender figure in a lab coat, he has short black hair and wore round frames glasses. Now we all know who he is.

"Let me introduce myself, Aritomi Haruki. I am a researcher, I might as well be a thinker, an innovator. In fact, I own a company that focuses on technologies on the category medical and pharmaceutical." He walked around, his boots making hypnotic thuds against the wooden stage, talking with the confidence just as much as he is intelligent. "But here, I'm just like you, a person who desire to learn, to improve. With my own meaning, to find out about ourselves."

Meanwhile:

Five Antiskill officers jumped out from the back of their vehicles, and ran near an abandoned, building, a dilapidated structure that seemed to be on the most rural parts of the place. Perhaps another gang like Big Spider. It's not suppressing a riot, they did not carry their usual shields. They carried assault rifles, the F2000s used by the clones. As silently as possible, they ran across the streets, making their way to the building. They reached the building and leaned right next to the entrance. The front metal door was locked, a charge was placed on the lock. "Breaching!" The operator shouted. From inside the building, bright flames slowly chewed through the lock. The blinding light as bright as the sun, molten metal dripping to the floors. He kicked the door wide open and the squad of the best equipped, elite combatants stormed inside.

Aritomi Haruki continued:

"Now I'm not asking general philosophical questions, where do we come from? No, I just want you to experience, to think. Look at us, we used to be primitive too, then we started making tools, farming, society. How did we get to this point? Look at what we have. Technology."

Antiskill:

"Windows sealed shut. Switching to night vision." As they all put on the goggles the Misaka clones used.

Aritomi:

"However, with technology, there exists flaws, and naturally ways to counter them."

Antiskill:

The group had split apart and continued through each of the dark hallways, it's wooden floors creaking. Suddenly, a hidden door burst open, and a silhouette emerged. Through the night vision goggles, that person was seen with a bandana and covering his face. The figure shot a homemade firework at one operator. A bright streak lit up the halls. A small black powder charge went off with a miniature explosion in the air, dispersing pyrotechnic mixtures containing magnesium metal. Burning with a bright light, you wouldn't be able to see anything through all that electronics and techno inside the night vision goggles but you will see just fine with naked eye. The operator was blinded, technology has flaws."

Aritomi:

"That is why we find ways to improve what we use, this endless process. We cannot stop doing that, but what if we use it as part of ourselves to improve? Improving what is part of us, like a useful limb. Improving ourselves. You see, Esper powers is another transition. The first transition is from primitive to agricultural society. Then to industrial society, then technology. What a computer can process, all that complications, compressed into an object that is thin, only about 14 centimeters in height and 6 centimeters in width. The world of data. If we use abilities as part of us, what we can control, look at what we have. Speed."

The bandana figure sprinted up to another staircase, and ran right into another operator before he can fire.

"Strength."

They started fighting, hand to hand combat. The bandit countering each of his moves, before striking the operator in the chest, then kicking upwards at 45 degrees right on the operator's chest, knocking him out. Three more operators to go.

"Reflex, reaction speed."

Rapid footsteps was heard, the bandit retrieved into a room just as assault rifles fired.

"In the end, we also have to improve what we use, our tools, don't we? Because we still rely on it." Finished Aritomi.

The bandit stared out the broken glassless window frame, not noticing that sniper was right outside in the adjacent building. An intimidating M82A1 Barrett, modeled for special use, fitted with the latest optics, bullet drop calculator, thermal camera. The sniper fired, the plastic bullet hit the bandit on the chest, who fell over. A whistle was heard, signaling the end of the training. Sunlight shone through the window, the bandit's long hair can be seen, the bandana dropped onto the floor where the not so mysterious person stood.. It's Yomikawa Aiho's squad that's training.