Starting from a Magical Girl, Dominating Eternity

"It’s dragging on too much, the audience will get impatient, and your power can’t stack up."

"Tch."

If possible, Ruo Yun would truly enjoy moments like these.

The mundane daily life she once found tiresome and boring, only upon losing it did she realize every second was as miraculous as the birth of a Magical Girl.

She wanted to hold her teacher’s hand, to feel her warmth and softness a bit longer, to breathe in that pleasant scent from her.

Even wanted to act spoiled like she used to in her teacher’s arms, letting her clean her ears.

But Ruo Yun restrained herself.

Then both their phones rang simultaneously.

Exchanging a knowing glance, they instinctively separated and checked their phones.

"Ruo Yun, an urgent mission from Lord Holy Hall Walker, find the Dream Marrow! He says to pause all other tasks!"

"Bai Mei, help needed."

After glancing at their respective messages, they closed their phones at the same time.

"Ah, another mission from Holy Hall, sorry teacher, I should get going."

"Mm, Cyan Cloud Sect has some matters too."

Ruo Yun dressed up, while Bai Mei tidied the items on the table.

The mentor and student said nothing.

Ruo Yun walked to the window, turned and glanced at her teacher again, then thought for a moment, pulled out two cards from her pocket, tossed them to her teacher, "Let’s consider this a gift for Qian Jing and Shui Ling."

Bai Mei accepted it without a word, just waved her hand.

"Take care on the road."

"You too, teacher, take care on the road."

With that said, one flipped out the window, the other pushed the door and left.

The room, once warm and cozy, quickly turned empty.

Only the window swayed with the gentle breeze.

...

Southern China, Gwangju.

As a small town next to Mingxin City, Gwangju hadn’t seen much chaos from the Witch Association in a long time.

The competition projects in Mingxin City were also hosted by Gwangju’s Disaster Strategy Bureau.

But Gwangju, being a small place, calling in so many Magical Girls for battle would likely affect the township, and Gwangju’s Disaster Strategy Bureau lacked manpower.

Organizing such a big competition would be unmanageable if chaos ensued, so they simply held it in Mingxin City.

The result was quite successful.

Just that the final championship rewards were lost by themselves...

Of course, it wasn’t a big deal, since the Psychic Realm was still the main reward, losing the championship reward was negligible.

Dream Marrow might sound rare, but it only slightly enhances personal reality, far less impactful than what the Psychic Realm offers to a Magical Girl.

No one really cared.

Until midnight, a group suddenly stormed Gwangju’s Disaster Strategy Bureau.

All Disaster Strategy Bureau’s Magic Arrays and alarm monitoring were completely disabled.

The two Magical Girls on standby inside the bureau inexplicably passed out.

The rest were merely regular staff, as Gwangju’s Security Team and Disaster Strategy Bureau were separate, and inside the bureau usually relied on Magical Girl’s combat prowess.

Even if an accident happened, more experienced security guards were generally sufficient.

In reality, when the group first stormed in, they were indeed blocked by the security at the entrance.

After taking down the first dozen attackers, the middle-aged head of security loosened his tie and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brothers."

Looking back at the remaining dozen guards, the security head sneered, "They thought sheer numbers would overwhelm us."

The guards wiped the dust off their faces and laughed heartily.

"Bumpkins, not knowing we’re the strongest under the Disaster Strategy Bureau’s Magical Girl!"

"Thinking numbers would conquer the Disaster Strategy Bureau!"

"Don’t they know each of us can fight a hundred! What’s important is strength, not number! Fools! Those who can still fight, stand up!"

Dozens roared fiercely, fearlessly confronting the incoming horde!

Twenty seconds later.

Dozens of guards lay on the ground, convulsing.

"There are way too many of them!"

The security head struggled to lean against the wall, sitting up painfully, staring at those lunatics, his baton swung with afterimages.

Six strikes per second!

Not only did they outnumber, each one’s fighting desire was absurdly strong!

Could be mistaken for being drugged with stimulants!

Only after the crowd charged into the Disaster Strategy Bureau did the severely injured head of security manage to crawl back up, sitting against the wall.

Then pulled out a cigarette, took out matches, tried to light it, but the wind kept extinguishing the matches.

After several failed attempts, resigned to just holding the unlit cigarette, he looked up at the starry night sky, questioning life.

Suddenly a face obscured the night sky.

"Need a light?"

Yun Ke squatted down, holding a lighter.

Facing this long-time rival, the security head snorted, "Light me up."

Yun Ke actually obediently lit it for him, "Long time no see."

"How much do you guys earn a month." The security head trembled, inhaling a puff, "Risking life like this? Next you’ll be hunted by all Southern China Magical Girls, is it worth it? We make ten thousand a month!"

"We earn eighty thousand a month."

"Haha, barely seventy, sev... seventy thousand more, risk life over that? So cheap..."

"This time’s infinite combat event, a bonus of ten months’ salary, already paid out to us, daily meal allowance one thousand per person, extra rewards for the wounded."

Beneath the chilling night breeze, the guard’s cigarette fell from his mouth.

After a long moment, he sincerely looked at Yun Ke, "Seeing we’re old friends, you could introduce me too..."