Magical girls also have intensity anxiety

The purple stream washed over the seed of the heart without creating any ripples.

Wu An's face darkened. He glanced back at the residential area, which was considered a wealthy area in the small city, very close to the General Administration Bureau on the mountainside.

But the anomaly happened right under our feet, and the General Administration Bureau didn't react at all?

Judging from the mental energy that just washed away the Seed of Inclination, the person who set up this barrier seems to be at a level above the fourth rank.

But that doesn't make sense, since she had chatted with Jin Yu about magical girls while using her status as an adopted son.

For example, why is there usually only one Tier 5 in a city? Why can't we build a bigger city and put two Tier 5 guardians in it?

After all, based on the strength Jin Yu demonstrated, the rest of the Changming City General Affairs Bureau combined wouldn't be enough to defeat her with one hand.

Two fifth-tier magical girls taking turns on duty are enough to protect the city, without needing any other magical girls.

Even if we need to maintain the birth of magical girls, we can minimize casualties.

Jin Yu did not directly answer Mu Ming's question, but only said:

"Except for Jiangbei, a city can only have one Tier 5 city. If a city is not large enough, it cannot even have a Tier 5 city."

Although the reason is unclear, this does not seem to be a regulation of the General Administration, but rather a rule.

Therefore, the person who set up the barrier could not be a fifth-order rank, but only a very strong fourth-order rank.

"What's wrong with the Qishan Command Bureau...?"

Wu An had a bad feeling. After arriving in Qishan, strange things happened one after another, and the whole city was filled with an eerie atmosphere.

Surely the General Administration... isn't unaware of the truth?

She had told Jin Yu that her destination was Qishan, so if there was any real danger here, she would probably have forbidden her from coming.

But that's not the case.

Of course, another possibility cannot be ruled out: a serious accident may have occurred in the community in front of us, and the barrier was actually set up by the Bureau of Control to prevent people from panicking and accelerating the birth of the disaster beast.

Wu An glanced back and saw that there were still many places in Qishan City with people around, so this deserted community must be an exception.

"Go to the General Affairs Bureau."

With too little information at his disposal, Wu An simply flew upwards.

After landing in a secluded spot, she deactivated her transformation and walked onto the main road.

It was nearly midnight, and the headquarters was completely dark. The towering, unlit building looked like a monster ready to devour its prey.

Just looking at it gives one a sense of unease.

Mu Ming recalled the thought of coming during the day. He remembered that during the day, there were still some people in the General Affairs Bureau, unlike now.

He opened [Filthy Magic Vision] to check and found that there was no problem.

However, just to be on the safe side, I made some preparations on my body in case I could get out in time.

Reaching the door, passing through the magical barrier at the entrance, Mu Ming entered the hall, stepping onto the red carpet.

The General Affairs Bureau is a 24-hour office; a small light shines in the corridor, and it will receive some anxious customers.

The lobby was empty, unlike the General Affairs Bureau of Changming City, which usually has a dozen or so employees on duty even at night.

The lights above the lobby were dim and flickering, seemingly due to unstable voltage.

It adds an eerie touch to this grand building.

The security room next door had its curtains drawn, but a little light still seeped through them, and shadowy figures flickered within.

Thump, thump, thump—

Mu Ming's footsteps echoed in the lobby as he prepared to ask security for information.

Thump, thump, thump—

"Huh..."

It's only a few dozen meters, but after half a minute it still feels so far.

Thump, thump, thump—

"..."

Although he didn't count, Mu Ming could vaguely sense that he had walked at least a hundred meters, but now he was still dozens of meters away from the security room.

Looking back, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

The red carpet connecting the hall and the entrance was only two or three steps away from him...

From the very beginning, it seemed like he had been stuck in the same place.

Mu Ming's breathing suddenly became heavy. He took two steps back, the sound of his footsteps decreasing sharply, and he stepped properly onto the red carpet.

After confirming that the connection with the outside world was not broken, Mu Ming looked back at the security room.

"1, 2, 3..."

He counted carefully; there were fifty-seven floor tiles between the edge of the red carpet and the wall of the security room.

"One more time."

This time, he counted each time he walked over a paving stone.

「1、2、3....29...47...55、56、57、58——59。」

The number of floor tiles had exceeded the limit. Mu Ming looked ahead, but the security room was still so far away. He took two steps back, and the soft touch of the red carpet returned to him.

"A ghost wall...?"

He could understand the phenomenon, but he couldn't comprehend it. He possessed magical powers; how could he possibly be blocked by something like being trapped in a maze?

After a few moments of hesitation, Mu Ming changed directions several times, but he couldn't get close to the security room, or rather, he couldn't move more than three meters away from the red carpet...

Can't get out.

This area was enchanted with a spatial magic that Mu Ming should be very familiar with, but he couldn't understand its intricacies.

Since the main gate is blocked, we can consider transforming and flying directly up there.

However, considering that the situation might be worse than he had anticipated, Mu Ming retreated to the front door, with one foot outside and the other inside.

He pulled out his "Good Luck" chip, which had a number of 5 on it.

"In or out?"

The chip was tossed up and then fell to the ground, but the number [5] remained unchanged.

Mu Ming frowned. The fact that his chips hadn't been used up meant that he hadn't accumulated enough luck.

This is enough to prove that there is great danger involved.

If the danger level inside is a C-level monster, the chips will be consumed directly. If it is a B-level monster, as long as it is not too strong and cannot be defeated, the chips will also be consumed.

However, the level of danger was not as high as that of an A-level disaster beast, otherwise the stakes would have been left outside, allowing him to run away immediately.

Of course, this is just Mu Ming's guess. After all, the function of the chips is to "consume the accumulated luck to bring about good things of a corresponding level", rather than to predict good or bad fortune.

He just felt that he wasn't the kind of person who was destined for great luck, and that five days of luck was unlikely to determine the outcome of something. So he used leverage to judge whether he could handle the consequences of doing something.

"Let's not go in yet."

Mu Ming has other areas of exploration to explore, so there's no need for him to rush into dangerous places.

[Mental attack detected; mental energy countermeasure initiated]

As soon as I stepped out of the Bureau of Statistics gate, a notification appeared.

"..."

This lousy place.

A silvery trickle swept in, and as before, the battle was successfully fought off.

The intensity of the mental attack was exactly the same as when I left the deserted community before.

They are just very different in nature.

Moreover, this silver mental energy gave people a familiar feeling... somewhat similar to that woman who called herself Bai Leqi, only the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.

However, having only met her once, Mu Ming couldn't be 100% certain that it was her.

The thought of that woman who had come looking for him from thousands of miles away made Mu Ming, despite his self-proclaimed composure, feel a chill in his heart.

As he was leaving, he tilted his head slightly and glanced back into the General Affairs Bureau.

The lights flickered, almost as if they wanted to peek out from the hall.

The security room was always dimly lit, and the shadows of people moved gently as they had when they arrived.

But that's all there is to it.

Nothing appeared the moment the lights came on.

Mu Ming took a deep breath and quickened his pace to leave the Bureau of Statistics. Now, there was only one place left to go.

......

"...I don't think I've come to the wrong place."

According to the address Zhu Huan gave us, this "Hometown Chicken" shop in front of us should be Huanzi's base in Qishan City.

Mu Ming arrived in the vicinity early in the morning to scout the area. He wandered around until midday but found nothing unusual. It seemed that this place really was just a place that sold chicken hot pot.

Qishan City itself is not large, and although there are more than one place selling chicken pot, this is the only one that calls itself "Laojia Chicken".

Ring ring—

It was lunchtime, and taking advantage of the presence of some customers, Mu Ming sneaked into the restaurant.

I found a seat facing the counter, ordered a "classic chicken hot pot", and started observing my surroundings.

"Please have customer number 082 pick up your meal at the front desk."

Mu Ming went to the front desk and looked at the smiling clerk, but couldn't find anything amiss.

The customer was just a normal customer, and the kitchen didn't add any special ingredients to the food they ordered.

Everything seemed perfectly normal. Mu Ming even applied his corrupting magic to his eyes, but couldn't detect anything amiss.

Could it be that Zhu Huan has made a fool of me?

Ring ring—

The wind chimes at the door rang, and Mu Ming, who was pouring soup over rice, stopped in his tracks.

Using the reflective porcelain wall as a guide, Mu Ming saw a middle-aged man walk in, find a seat as usual, order food as usual, and then start scrolling through his phone.

The only problem is that he carries a hint of corrupted magic, which is very subtle. Even without using [Corrupted Magic Vision], Mu Ming has difficulty locating him in the crowd and can only vaguely sense him.