Revolution, Cyber ​​Magical Girl!

District 43, the underground city.

[Next, we have a news briefing: A group of terrorists illegally broke into Warehouse No. 3 at Ankou yesterday afternoon at 14:18 PM, and items inside were stolen. The warehouse's owner, SilverTech, has issued a major statement regarding this incident...]

[NCPD official issues statement: Such egregious behavior will not be tolerated...]

[Please be aware of your personal safety and avoid the area in the near future... If you encounter any suspicious individuals, please report them!]

Five figures gathered in a small house in an abandoned amusement park, intently watching the virtual screen in front of them.

"Damn it, boss, looks like we've got something amazing this time. Even the NCPD has spoken up!"

The young man with green hair on a motorcycle stared at the virtual screen in front of him, muttering to himself, his eyes brimming with excitement.

"Great, that means I'm going to make a fortune!" A man with a frizzy red head of hair said nonchalantly, without a trace of fear in his eyes.

"Boss, what if someone comes after us?"

"Don't worry at all, those NCPD bastards won't even come to the dungeon. At most, it'll be a bunch of lowly mercenaries!"

Bursting Red Hair patted the cube-shaped machine beside him, his voice brimming with confidence. "Don't panic, Silver Limbs Technology's electronic magic cube is in our hands. This thing works well; it can detect anyone who steps into a five-kilometer radius of us, and it can even bypass shielding. If they come, we'll fight; if we can't win, we'll run!"

Silver Limbs Technology – Electronic Detection Magic Cube.

Once activated, it deploys an electronic surveillance system within a five-kilometer radius and shields its own signal to prevent detection. During this period, any person carrying relevant electronic components who enters the area will trigger an EMP pulse, which will then be observable.

What? You say you're not carrying any electronic devices?

In today's world, everyone has an electronic port, even if it's just the most basic brain-computer interface. People without brain-computer interfaces cannot survive.

As a high-tech product of Silverlimb Technology, this thing is not without countermeasures, but at least in the 43rd District dungeon, it is not.

The dungeon—a place where poverty, filth, violence, vulgarity, and gangs run rampant converge.

Expecting those guys in the underground city who breathe in exhaust fumes, eat nutritional paste, and use second-hand prosthetics to counter their high technology is nothing short of wishful thinking!

This is also the source of Explosive Red Hair's confidence.

But this is still a hot potato. I need to find a seller as soon as possible, sell this thing, and then I can share it with my brothers. After that, I can afford to rent a 30-square-meter apartment and order that True Love Robot that I've been eyeing for so long and the price hasn't gone down yet. Oh, and with the money left over, I can buy some of the organic strawberries I've been craving...

I'm already drooling just thinking about how much the Explosive Red Hair is enjoying himself.

The younger brother's voice came from the side.

"Boss, boss, look what that is!"

"Ugh, leave me alone, I'm eating strawberries... Holy crap, an RPG!"

The last thing Explosive Red Hair saw was that missile flashing with ferocious fire.

The next moment, the explosion shattered the small house in the amusement park.

……

It was less than two kilometers from the explosion site.

A girl dressed in pink carried a heavy cannon on her soft, fragrant shoulders, a cigarette dangling from her cherry-like lips. One foot was planted on the ground, while her other leg, clad in white stockings, was casually placed on the railing. Her pink dress swayed in the wind as the shockwave blew through her.

There were no electronic components on her body, not even a brain-computer interface; the high-tech product of Silver Limbs Technology was just a decoration to her.

Then, she put down the heavy cannon barrel, squinted her captivating eyes—eyes that seemed to exist only in two-dimensional anime—and stared at the explosion's flames until she was sure no one had survived.

The cute pink-clad girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, exhaling a huge smoke ring.

Her lips parted slightly, and beautiful words flowed from her small mouth.

"Damn it, I'm exhausted!"

The next moment, a white light suddenly shone around her. When the light dissipated, the petite and cute pink-haired girl disappeared, replaced by a black-haired young man in his twenties.

Name: Lu Chaoge

[Mecha Identity: Magical Girl - Codename Iris]

[Consciousness Regression: 0% (No data to be collected, regression process cannot be started)]

Lu Chaoge stared at the illusory panel, especially at the last incomprehensible message. After looking at it for a while without seeing any change, she slowly looked away.

"What does returning mean?" he muttered to himself.

The system offered no answer, but Lu Chaoge was already used to it; after all, the panel hadn't changed at all since the moment she saw it.

He was a time traveler, a magical girl, but now he is just a mercenary living in the underground city of District 43.

Data streams flashed through Lu Chaoge's left eye: taking photos, recording, uploading, and checking in.

The middleman, X, immediately sent a message.

Is it finished?

Send me the money.

[Wow, Lu, that's awesome! Three groups of people tried to take them down before, but they all got away as soon as they got close. How did you manage that?]

[Send the money first.]

[Your account balance has changed: You received a transfer of 30 from an unknown number.]

Current balance: 32@

@coin is the world's mainstream digital currency and the only officially recognized currency on the black market.

[Lu, how did you do that? Can you tell me now? By the way, don't touch the things, I'll send someone back...]

Lu Chaoge ended the conversation abruptly, too lazy to reply.

Still want to recycle?

Keep dreaming.

Murdering and looting corpses is a good habit, and Lu Chaoge has always had this good habit.

He quickly arrived at the ruins, but after looking around, a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

"Seriously? How come they're all trashy prosthetics? They think they can loot a company warehouse? They'd have a hard time even robbing the convenience store downstairs from my house."

But soon, Lu Chaoge noticed something amiss.

In the glow of the burning fire, among the pile of broken electronic components, there was an inconspicuous object.

It's a dark blue, thumb-sized brain-computer interface chip.

"Relax?" Lu Chaoge raised an eyebrow and put the chip into his pocket.

Instead of checking the area, he chose to leave quickly, knowing that officials would be coming to take over the remaining debris soon.

As Lu Chaoge walked out of the amusement park, he paused, his expression filled with resentment.

"What kind of manners are these!"

His car was stolen.

However, Lu Chaoge wasn't too sad. After all, the car wasn't hers. The original owner was dead, betrayed by his boyfriend who kept him at home and his girlfriend who worked elsewhere. Lu Chaoge just felt it was a waste of the car, so she made the most of it.

As for why Lu Chaoge knew this so clearly? Because he rented that apartment, a 30-square-meter apartment with a private bathroom, which, although it came with a spirit ring, was offered at a 8% discount.

Since the car was gone, Lu Chaoge decided to take a ride back.

Although underground cities are places where garbage accumulates, in today's technologically advanced world, there is also public transportation.

"God bless you!"

Lu Chaoge bought a ticket and boarded the city light rail in the underground city.

The carriage was crammed with creatures that looked like humans and those that didn't. Lu Chaoge had no seats, so she could only find a corner to lean against.

Having not taken public transportation for a long time, Lu Chaoge looked around at everything with a sense of novelty.

Although the people in the underground city of District 43 are poor, they are all very capable.

"Family, I've got something really special for you! I'll swallow a hand grenade whole! Give me a like and a glow stick!"

"In 2177, the end of the world is imminent. Lost souls, join our Fellowship! The Lord will guide us through this crisis. Join now, not 998, not 98, just 9.8@!"

"Sir, take a look at this cleaner. No matter what kind of dirt is on your shoes, a light spray will clean it perfectly. I'm a college student, so you can trust me with this. Let me wipe them for you!"

"Go ahead and scrub, even if you scrub yourself to death, I won't buy one!"

Lu Chaoge nodded in satisfaction. There were still many talented people in the underground city. Apart from those who were causing trouble, he saw six people stealing things, three taking photos secretly, and two who were discovered and killed in a fight within just ten minutes.

His left eye flashed with an information flow that was completely different from that of others, taking in every move in the carriage.

That's a company-grade prosthetic eye, cutting-edge technology.

But at that moment, a scream suddenly erupted in the crowded carriage!

The scream was piercing, instantly drowning out all other sounds.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage, and then Lu Chaoge saw a woman break through the carriage door and leap into the air outside!

What happened?

Not only Lu Chaoge, but many people have the same question.

"Ah!" Another scream rang out, but this one was more of a desperate cry.

Another person rushed out of the carriage.

Then came the second, the third, the fourth...

They're all aerial acrobats!

This has clearly become a death train.

Lu Chaoge became somewhat wary. Could this strange situation mean that something terrifying had happened?

A bizarre dungeon? A ferocious monster? Resident Evil?

However, at that moment, an announcement came over the loudspeaker in the carriage.

[A brief announcement: The terrorists who robbed Silverlimb Technology have been eliminated by helpful citizens. During the recovery of the items, investigators discovered evidence of improper profiteering by Ruian Technology in conjunction with Silverlimb Factory, along with serious tax evasion. A tax investigation has now been launched against both parties.]

[Affected by this, the Ruian Technology Index plummeted 33.6% in a single day... Ruian Technology issued a statement: Please do not believe or spread false rumors...]

[The train crew kindly reminds you: Please maintain your composure, cherish life, and refrain from throwing objects from heights to avoid causing harm to others.]