Chapter 1793

Su Xiao Xiao: "...... Need I say more? This luck is definitely good—better than good, it's explosive good!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "Holy shit... I actually pulled Ikaros and Nymph! It's just... mind-blowing."

Even Chen Duxiu would bow down before this stroke of divine fortune!

System 666!

Kururu: "!!!"

Wudao Dong Xiang: "To make the President so excited... could it be!"

Ainz Ooal Gown: "Correct! These two angels must possess immense power."

They might even rival the supreme deities of myth—possibly surpass them... after all, the President's strength is so great, yet he's this stirred."

Just imagine how terrifying that must be!"

Flying Mouse conducted a highly serious analysis.

He judged that any angel capable of stirring Su Han's emotions could not be taken lightly—at minimum, second-tier within the Society; possibly even a quasi-top-tier like Aizen. The thought alone was terrifying.

Sss! So the President is the hidden god of luck in the Society!

Compared to the President, even the former Angel King summon card and the Demon God's legacy are trash.

Su Xiao Xiao: "...... No! My excitement has nothing to do with their power."

After taking two deep breaths, Su Han finally calmed his emotions.

Then, he stared at the contents of his draw, thought for a moment, and directly uploaded a memory copy to the Society.

"Ding! President Su Xiao Xiao uploaded a medium-level memory copy: 'Heaven's Lost Property'."

Su Xiao Xiao: "The two I drew are from 'Heaven's Lost Property'."

"Once you've watched it, you'll understand why I'm so thrilled!"

Su Xiao Xiao: "I'm off to claim my reward! Everyone, bye."

Ainz Ooal Gown: ""

Bai Hu Zi: "...... So that's it! It's not about drawing powerful beings."

"It's about drawing characters from a memory copy you deeply love, isn't it?"

Hou Jue Wo Ban: "...... Can angels from memory copies be drawn too? Then does that mean characters from other memory copies can be drawn as well?"

Hou Jue Wo Ban immediately felt alert.

Is this unlimited grand lottery too terrifying? It can even draw out people.

And once drawn, what is the relationship between the drawn person and the drawer? Master and servant? "Old Hou Jue... I understand your meaning, but you might be overthinking this time."

"I paid attention—notice that the angel named Nymph is collectively called the 'Information Warfare Universal Angel'... Doesn't that title sound interesting?"

Aizen Sōsuke: "Information warfare... that's modernity! Modern technological civilization clearly doesn't fit with angels. If the two were combined..."

Accelerator: "...... Science-side angel."

Accelerator: "Could it even be a mechanical angel? Like the ones in Academy City...?"

Recalling the content of A Certain Magical Index, Accelerator suddenly understood.

If that's the case, then everything is explainable.

Tony Isn't the Richest: "Why are you all overthinking? Just watch!"

Su Han was unaware of the Society chatroom's contents. Rarely, emotion surged within him—he reached out and tapped to claim his reward.

The next instant, two dazzling, sky-piercing beams of light appeared before him.

"...... What just happened?"

"It seems another incredible accident has occurred."

Ram, who was cooking, and Ram's Observation Sense instantly sensed something wrong.

Without even pausing to care for her dish, both shot out in a flash.

Their expressions were grave, their gazes icy, brimming with battle-ready resolve.

Though their strength fell far short of Su Han's, their determination to protect him was unquestionable.

"...... Strategic, information warfare, universal angel?"

Luo Cuilian stared at the two pillars of light, her eyes flickering, "I'm interested now."

What exactly are they?"

The radiance slowly faded, and two exquisitely beautiful girls gradually materialized within the beams.

One had pink hair; the other, blue hair like the ocean.

They suddenly opened their eyes—chains snapped into existence, one end locking around Su Han's wrist, the other end fastened around their necks.

Luo Cuilian: ""

Nan Qinli: "!!!"

Holy shit! Is this really happening? What game are they playing?!

The atmosphere froze instantly; everyone stared at each other.

Nan Qinli's smile slowly stiffened, her gaze darting nervously.

Even though she trusted Su Han, cold sweat beaded on her forehead at this sight.

This is genuinely terrifying.

Should she run now? Staying here any longer—wouldn't it be too dangerous... cough! Too impolite?

"...... Sister, sister! That previous incident—it seems our irresponsible master caused it again."

Lei Mu stared blankly at the two angels, then at the chain on Su Han's wrist, "I never thought Master would enjoy this kind of game."

"How surprising!"

"Lei Muleimu! What Master likes is none of our business to interfere with."

Ram also spoke with a blank expression, "But what I've seen and heard today has truly reshaped my understanding of… my master."

Chi Tong and Hei Tong, who had been playing games, stopped immediately; they clung to each other, curled up on the sofa, trembling.

As Su Han's two female guards! If Su Han were to make them play this chain game! Should they agree—or resist, only to be forcibly made to agree? "... It just feels! You're not the kind of being who would do this."

Hei Tong muttered quietly.

"I think so too."

Chi Tong nodded deeply in agreement, then added hesitantly, "But this situation right now makes it easy to think the worst."

"I think you've misunderstood something! I didn't force them to wear them—I'm the one who was forced!"