Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 40~This time I run to you
The feeling of being shrouded in the night was like returning to the past. A sense of uneasiness permeated Cheng Yiran's limbs. She took out her cell phone and opened the only photo in the safe.

In the photo, only the blond boy was smiling brightly, while the others all had stern faces. They probably all had one question in their minds - is this guy a heartless beast?
Cheng Yiran raised his mouth bitterly, "Arthur, has our efforts really shown its value?"

Again, they don’t need anyone’s recognition for what they have done. It has been just their wishful thinking from the beginning to the end, but they will not tolerate anyone trampling on it!
Cheng Yiran discovered that there were really people who believed in the old dreams, and she felt a burning anger in her heart, but she had no place to vent it, which almost suffocated her.

It seems that today's fortune is not the best. If you draw Aries, you might be able to hit that ghost guy with a casual shot.

Cheng Yiran let out a long breath and had no choice but to walk back.

Coming to the wall where the corpse of the Plateau Wolf was leaning, Miss Xingmiya curled her hair beside her ears somewhat awkwardly, because the Plateau Wolf seemed to have fallen to the ground because of the shock wave just now.

The logistics staff arrived quite quickly. Chengdu also has its own logistics department. This was the only thing allowed by the headquarters. It was said that this was the result of Shen Xinmeng and the president of the Neon branch arguing for it.

The job of the logistics department is only to comply with the requirements of the heroes and perform disaster recovery after the mission. No one in Chengdu dares to commit crimes, so if the logistics department wants to find something to do, they can only hope that a tunnel will appear.

They were extremely excited when they received the work call. When they found out that the person who needed help was the legendary S-rank third Xinggong, they gathered all the personnel and drove over in the middle of the night.

Being able to work for such people in their lifetime, they all shout in their hearts: Mom, thank you for letting me be born into this world!

Although they resisted the urge to ask for autographs or take photos, they would glance sideways at the petite girl from time to time.

Cheng Yiran was explaining things to the head of the logistics department, "Please immediately transport the corpse of the Plateau Wolf hero to the capital, and send the mutated fireflies and mutated butterflies to the research institute for research.

"By the way, do you have enough people? I'll blow up this neighborhood, and the losses you need to calculate will be huge."

The Minister of Logistics was in his prime, but he did not look down on the girl just because she was much younger than him. He treated her with great respect.

"You don't have to worry about that, because this place needs to be rebuilt anyway. You've helped the construction team a lot by razing all the buildings."

Cheng Yiran nodded in understanding and then reminded again, "There is also the flattest place over there that I bombed. You can only go in after you are fully prepared."

"Is there anything there?" the head of the logistics department asked curiously.

"A statue of an evil god." Noticing the other party's shocked face, Miss Xinggong explained, "Don't worry, it's not an evil god. I used terms that are easy for you to understand. What you need to know is that the area is very dangerous."

"I understand." The Minister of Logistics nodded carefully and kept the warning in mind.

In fact, Cheng Yiran did not exaggerate the Dream of the Old Days particularly much. To put it in a more magical way, it has already possessed divinity.

People with low mental resistance can easily suffer a mental breakdown if they look directly at it, and even things that depict its image, such as sculptures and images, have the same effect.

After explaining everything that needed to be said, Cheng Yiran floated in the air and prepared to leave. "Thank you for your hard work. I'll take my leave now."

As the head of the logistics department, he had come into contact with many heroes, but he had never seen any of them with a back as tired as this girl's.

"It seems that being an S-class hero is not an easy task."

After returning home, Cheng Yiran immediately canceled her transformation because it was almost five hours, but she did not take off her hairpin.

The black-haired girl looked calmly at the inky night sky. The sky was gloomy tonight. The haze prevented the moon from shedding its light and the stars from twinkling their brilliance, even though it was supposed to be a good day in the afternoon.

The cigarette on the guardrail had burned out, so I had no choice but to light another one.

"Hu——" Miss Idol slowly exhaled smoke rings without caring about her image. If You Xiao saw this scene, she would definitely be given a good lecture.

Well, if I tell the truth, I will definitely be forgiven. Not only that, but no one will dare to discipline me in the future. (laughs)
Dopamine was secreted rapidly, and Cheng Yiran finally felt in the mood to call Shen Xinmeng.

The call was connected immediately. She was probably waiting for this call.
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What a diligent and good child.

Cheng Yiran praised this hard-working disciple in his heart.

"Sister Yiran, is it over?" Shen Xinmeng showed her worry undisguisedly.

"Well, it's over, and I got home safely. Also, who do you think I am? I'm Xinggong, the third-ranked S-level, how could anything happen to me?" Cheng Yiran used his usual method to comfort the girl opposite him.

"I have asked the logistics department in Chengdu to retrieve the body of the Plateau Wolf hero. It will be shipped to Beijing soon. Please arrange his funeral properly." "And this time, I also sent gifts to the madman in the research institute. I also asked the logistics department to bring along the mutant fireflies and mutant butterflies mentioned in the intelligence. They will like them."

After listening to Cheng Yiran's narration, Shen Xinmeng asked a question, "Sister Yiran, why are you feeling sad? Did something happen to you?"

Cheng Yiran couldn't help laughing, "How could that be? I'm so heartless, who can make me sad?"

But Shen Xinmeng continued to ask, "Really?"

"Really? But I did encounter such an incident. You would never guess that there are people who believe in the Old Dream. You know the Old Dream, right? Not to mention that it is a strange beast, the key is that it looks extremely ugly. With a similar appearance, Mr. Ke has people trying to feminize it, but it is really despised to the extreme..."

Shen Xinmeng didn't finish listening to Cheng Yiran's chattering. She left a sentence, "Sister Yiran, wait for me, I'll be there soon," and hung up the phone.

Cheng Yiran rubbed his cheeks bitterly, "Are you discovered again? I am so stupid, why do I talk so much? This form has a greater and greater impact on me."

However, this was just an excuse to escape. Miss Idol knew clearly in her heart that she could never do the same thing as Arthur, and she hoped that someone would find out about it.

Shen Xinmeng jumped down from the balcony of her home. Although her hero code name included the word "Sword Immortal", unfortunately she could not fly with a sword. However, she could run, as the speed of an S-class hero was nothing to be underestimated.
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Sister Yiran, this time it’s my turn to run towards you.

About twenty minutes later, the doorbell of Cheng Yiran's house rang. She was still standing on the balcony, not knowing what she was thinking about doing.

"Really come." She sighed helplessly.

When I opened the door, the girl was standing outside. She was breathing heavily and forced a smile. "Good evening, Sister Yiran."

"I see. Now that you really came here, you could have explained everything clearly over the phone. This is really not worth it, and you've exhausted yourself like this."

"Because I think it would be more effective if I were there."

"What? Are you planning to be my punching bag for venting your anger?" Cheng Yiran smiled gently. She didn't even realize that she was about to sink to the bottom of the valley, but her mood had been pulled up a little because of the appearance of the girl.

"Uh - forget it. I still want to live for a few more decades."

"Come in and take a rest." Cheng Yiran made way.

Shen Xinmeng stood at the entrance and bowed politely, "Excuse me."
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Oh, by the way, I also have a non-existent younger brother.

"That's not necessary. I'm the only one at home now. My brother is working overtime at the company."

Shen Xinmeng sat on the sofa a little stiffly. She knew where Cheng Yiran's home was, and today was her first time here.

My eyes were unfocused, and then I saw the ashes and cigarette butts all over the balcony.

"Sister Yiran, did you light a cigarette before I came?"

"Yeah, I ordered a few."
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How many are those? They must have broken double digits!

Shen Xinmeng complained in her heart.

"Is he different from the perfect idol in your mind?"

"No, everyone has their own little secrets. And can you give me one?"

Cheng Yiran was slightly stunned. In her mind, Shen Xinmeng had always been a good girl except for her rebelliousness at the beginning. Was she finally moving towards becoming an adult today?

"Woo—cough cough!" Shen Xinmeng swallowed hard, and then the cigarette in her mouth choked her eyes and brought tears to her eyes.

Cheng Yiran couldn't help but smile, and at the same time, he felt that this scene was quite familiar. "This is the wrong way. You have to spit out the smoke."

Shen Xinmeng wiped away the tears that oozed out and looked at her with burning eyes, "Yes, you have to spit them all out. If you swallow them, you will only hurt yourself."

Miss Idol finally remembered that this is what Arthur had said.
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Why do you all have the same way of comforting others? It's too heartless~

(End of this chapter)