What kind of magic? This is called cultivating immortality!

Although Zhong Hui had doubts, he still bent down and approached as instructed.

The two were very close, almost touching, and could almost feel each other's breath.

A slender hand suddenly landed gently on Zhong Hui's head, and Cang Xing smiled brightly: "This time you can't hide anymore. Alright, let's call it even."

The two looked into each other's eyes and could feel each other's breathing.

"Hey! Zhong Hui! You're running way too fast!"

Hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and Muyue and Yingguang rushed into the ward one after the other.

At this point, all members of the Floating Light Squad, except for the captain, were gathered in the ward.

……

Headquarters of Destiny, Minister's Office.

Lin Guohui leaned back on the leather sofa, unable to stop himself from yawning several times, his whole body exuding an undeniable fatigue.

These past few days have been a turbulent time, with one thing after another going on and on.

Domestically, they had to deal with government officials and keep a close eye on the Antarctic ice sheet rescue efforts; internationally, they had to travel to meet with dignitaries from various Central Asian countries and engage in negotiations.

Such intense, continuous work would be unbearable even for someone with an iron body, let alone an ordinary person like him.

"Damn it, these foreigners are all so greedy! It's clearly a mutually beneficial deal, yet they dare to make such outrageous demands. Do you want my life? Damn it, do they even know who's in charge in Central Continent?"

Lin Guohui, who had just finished a meeting, scratched his hair in frustration, then reached for his ever-present white porcelain teacup on the table, blew away the steam from the rim, and took a long sip.

The jar contained only boiled tap water, and the tea being brewed was just ordinary tea leaves that cost a dozen yuan per kilogram.

But it was precisely this sip of tea that made Lin Guohui, who had been working hard for days, feel incredibly comfortable, and most of the heavy fatigue on his face disappeared.

"Dong dong!"

"Enter."

Lin Guohui casually put down his teacup, composed himself, straightened his posture, and adopted a serious expression.

The office door was gently pushed open, and one of his personal secretaries strode in.

The secretary was around thirty years old, with an intellectual and capable demeanor. She wore black-rimmed glasses, her long hair was tied up, and she was dressed in a black suit.

Seeing her flustered appearance, Lin Guohui asked in a calm tone, "Xiaoya, what's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

Xiaoya reported solemnly, "Minister, we have received a report from Fangyuan City. The source of all the recent anomalies in Tai'an County has been identified: an unidentified foreign magical girl... who joined forces with Kyubey. Their goal is to eliminate a newly ascended magical girl named Zhong Hui."

“Zhong Hui?” Lin Guohui raised an eyebrow. “Why does that name sound like a boy’s? What kind of name did her parents come up with… Who is this newly minted magical girl? Why does Kyubey want to kill her?”

"According to the information uploaded by Yao Ri of the Floating Light Squad: Zhong Hui, 22 years old, a local of Fangyuan City. Apart from that, the system cannot find any other past records."

P.S.: (Magical girls have two types of ID cards. To avoid trouble, the captain registered Zhong Hui's special identity as her transformed form, and her gender was also filled in as female.)

"As for why Qiu Bi wanted to eliminate her, Fangyuan City's answer was that Zhong Hui had killed Qiu Bi before, so she was being targeted."

That's strange.

Lin Guohui looked puzzled: "I remember there was someone in Sakura Country who had been hunting down Kyubey, even across borders, but even so, Kyubey never had any murderous intent towards her. How could he now have murderous intent towards a newly promoted magical girl?"

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then picked up the teacup on the table. "Forget it, Kyubey was never a good thing anyway. If it weren't for the fact that the birth of a magical girl who protects the world is inseparable from it, I would have already captured this unkillable little thing, sliced ​​it up, and studied it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Guohui's eyes darkened, and he quickly finalized the solution:

"Immediately investigate the identity of that foreign magical girl and hold her country accountable and seek compensation."

"At the same time, in accordance with the alliance between the nations, issue a global arrest warrant, ordering all countries to kill this person once they are discovered!"

"Let's proceed with this plan."

“Okay, there’s one more thing, Representative Su…”

"Let him die."

Lin Guohui waved his hand impatiently.

Xiaoya said no more, bowed slightly, and quietly left the office, closing the door behind her.

Chapter 53 Flower Viewing Crisis Approaching

The night was deep, but the lights outside the window were bright, and pedestrians came and went on the street.

Zhong Hui returned alone to the brightly lit ward, sat cross-legged on the bed, and sat steadily in the center.

He cleared his mind of all distractions, calmed his spirit, and immersed himself entirely in cultivation.

Having survived the brutal battle in Tai'an County that nearly cost him his life, he was eager to quickly improve his strength and reach a level where he would be invincible and able to sweep away all enemies.

That's why, after finishing his chat with Cang Xing and his group, he didn't waste any time and immediately returned to his ward to begin his cultivation.

Incidentally, during the brief moment when everyone was sitting and chatting, Chika, who had been unconscious, also happened to wake up.

The six people stayed in the ward, chatting and laughing, creating a lively and harmonious atmosphere.

Zhong Hui carefully sensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his cultivation technique quietly began to operate.

However, this focused practice lasted only half an hour before it was forced to stop. He frowned slightly, his face showing confusion and deep doubt.

"Strange...why is the spiritual energy I absorbed this time so thin? Despite my arduous cultivation, my cultivation level hasn't improved at all. Could it be that this hospital is a place with scarce spiritual energy?"

[It's all because of that fight you had before; you used up all your supplies!]

The dormant system, hearing its host's mutterings, couldn't help but silently complain.

Ever since it bound itself to Zhong Hui as its host, it had unknowingly developed a habit of complaining at any time. But as soon as it finished complaining, a strong sense of foreboding suddenly welled up in its heart.

As expected, Zhong Hui, who was still pondering the reason, immediately questioned in a cold voice: "Spirit, I remember that you have the function of absorbing and storing spiritual energy. I am currently focused on cultivation, why don't you take the initiative to convert spiritual energy to help me?"

【…】

I knew it.

The system was suddenly filled with despair, racking its brains for an excuse, thinking of how to get through this, when the tightly closed ward door was suddenly pushed open gently.

A slender and graceful figure slowly walked into the ward.

The person who came was a girl dressed in a pure white JK uniform, carrying an exquisite handbag, walking lightly, with a slender figure.

Zhong Hui temporarily suppressed the thought of questioning the system and looked up at the person entering the door.

Looking at Cang Xing, whose makeup was exquisite and whose appearance was becoming increasingly radiant, he was full of doubt and asked in a puzzled tone, "Why are you suddenly wearing makeup and a new outfit?"

"What do you mean by 'applying makeup'? That's so outdated. This is called makeup, a modern, sophisticated look." Cang Xing laughed and cried at the same time, raising an eyebrow and asking, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Tonight, Cangxing is dressed in a clean and elegant pure white JK uniform, the hem of her skirt swaying and fluttering gently with her slight movements.

Her long, smooth, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, her eyes were clear and bright, and her temperament was gentle and relaxed.

Her slender, fair neck has beautiful, flowing lines. She is pure and clean, untouched by the mundane world, like scattered moonlight falling to earth, gentle yet dazzling.

“You usually dress like this. I’ve seen six or seven similar outfits since I met you, just in different colors,” Zhong Hui said calmly.

He's still a child...

Cang Xing took a deep breath, too lazy to argue with this clueless straight man any longer, and went straight to the point: "Our injuries have already been healed by Mu Yue, staying in the hospital is a waste of time. Pack your things, we're leaving now."

"It's the middle of the night now, there's no rush to discharge her, is there?" Zhong Hui couldn't understand her actions at all.

"This hospital is filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, it makes me dizzy and lightheaded. It's nowhere near as comfortable and relaxing as home." As Cang Xing spoke, he covered his nose with his hand and waved his hand in disgust.

"But my cultivation is not over yet!" Zhong Hui said, showing extreme reluctance.

His mind was preoccupied with his arduous cultivation, wanting to advance to the Golden Core stage as soon as possible, and he didn't want to interrupt his journey in the slightest.

"It's just a little bit of late study time, it's nothing, let's go!"

Unable to resist Cangxing's persistent pleading, Zhong Hui finally had no choice but to give in.

He nimbly rolled out of bed, hurriedly put on his shoes, and was about to leave when Cangxing reached out and firmly stopped him.

Cangxing looked helplessly at his loose blue and white striped clothes and said with a wry smile, "Are you planning to leave the hospital in this hospital gown? At least change into some normal clothes."

She handed the handbag in her hand to Zhong Hui.

Zhong Hui looked at the handbag, not particularly willing.

He was never particular about his clothes, but then he thought that he had been staying at Cangxing's house and had received a lot of care from her. He couldn't refuse her kindness, so he took the handbag and turned to go into the bathroom.

Standing in the spacious bathroom, he took off his loose hospital gown in front of the mirror on the wall, revealing a slender, upright, and well-proportioned figure.

Opening his briefcase and seeing the clothes and shoes inside, he couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It's just going home, is it really necessary to dress so formally?"

"Are you done changing it yet? If you dawdle any longer, it'll be too late!" Cangxing's slightly hurried voice came from outside the door.

"It will be ready soon."

Zhong Hui didn't have time to dwell on it; he simply took out his clothes and quickly dressed.

When he pushed open the bathroom door and came out, even though Cangxing was mentally prepared, she was still so surprised that she blinked repeatedly.

"Just as I thought, your face shape and figure are a perfect match for this outfit. It looks amazing."

“But I feel awkward all over, like something’s off.” Zhong Hui twisted his body stiffly, adding with a look of disgust, “Short sleeves and flip-flops are still the most comfortable.”

"You look so incredibly handsome! Don't hesitate, hurry up, or it'll be too late!" Cang Xing smiled and stepped forward, grabbing Zhong Hui's wrist and leading him straight outside.

In the hospital corridor, nurses and patients passing by couldn't help but glance at each other.

All eyes turned to the young man, their eyes filled with undisguised amazement.

"So handsome!"

"They are such a perfect match!"

Is this outfit cosplay?

Whispers of admiration rose and fell all around.

Zhong Hui remained calm and unmoved, letting Cang Xing lead him by the wrist as they quickly walked out of the hospital building.

The night outside the courtyard was deep, the streetlights were bright, and many people were walking on the road.

There were men and women here, dressed in different outfits, including modern attire, JK uniforms like those worn by Sousei, as well as antique and exotic clothing, and some outfits that Zhong Hui didn't quite understand.

These people traveled together, chatting and laughing all the way.

"Don't just stand there, get in the car." Cang Xing opened the car door that was already open and parked at the door, and pulled Zhong Hui inside.