I, the villain, have a system for listening to advice

Although the cult was able to repel the catastrophe beast, it does not mean that the matter is over. Various places are still struggling in the aftermath and fighting continues.

Christmas is coming soon, the neon lights are flashing, and the snowflakes are flying, which somewhat dilutes the tense atmosphere.

Gallup's mood recovered a little and he felt that his efforts were not in vain. However, he still noticed that ambulances were driving one after another on the street, and many infected patients were carried away. It was because he had experienced countless battlefields that he knew how terrible the spread of infectious diseases was. If there were more infected bodies, Christmas would be too lively and it would definitely be a big news.

"Aren't special medicines very useful? Why don't you give out more?"

Upon hearing this, Catherine looked confused as to who was considered a local. The new boss of the Goshawk Company, who had just returned from the expedition, obviously lacked understanding of the dramatic changes in the surrounding area of ​​his hometown.

“Because the approval has not yet been passed.”

"what?"

"Some regulatory authorities believe that the drug lacks public ingredients and the process is not transparent enough. Moreover, the Five-Color Narcissus Company has been full of mysteries from the beginning. However, the most important reason is that the pharmaceutical group and their product operation officer failed to reach an agreement. Now there are only some sporadic channel attacks, and no official large-scale trade."

Gallup frowned slightly and said, "It will definitely cause the black market price to skyrocket, driving cheap drugs up to the level of special-effect drugs."

"In fact, the Five-Colored Narcissus Company is not willing to take advantage of the black market, but it cannot open up the North American market, so it is currently inclined to let it go." After saying this, Katrin smiled faintly, "The spoils are not evenly distributed."

"Come to think of it, we all know a little about this famous company..."

Memories also contain ambiguous and mysterious information.

Gallup stared out the window and saw people busy or celebrating. Some people even lay on the streets during festivals. This was the way life was. To him, peaceful days were unreal. He was tired and exhausted. A lot of things were annoying.

"I suddenly remembered something. For politicians, many family situations will be announced during the campaign, right? Why haven't I heard that Mr. Miller has any children?"

"what you up to!"

"Don't make it seem like all of us at Goshawk are kidnappers."

Katrin joked and replied, "This is Miller's third consecutive term. According to what is said in the political circles, he can be regarded as a senior senator. He has a great influence locally and has a say in the federal government. In terms of image, he has no bad habits or serious scandals. He has a happy family, his parents are still alive, and he often attends public events with his wife. He has an only daughter who is studying abroad..."

While thinking, the nun couldn't help but cover her forehead, and suddenly found that the information she knew came to an abrupt end, and there was a sense of incongruity as if the logical chain was interrupted.

Weird.

After noticing the situation, Gallup said quietly, "The world is really strange. There are so many secrets that cannot be explored. The Savior Cult is always shrouded in mystery, the Five-Colored Narcissus Company is unknown, and there is something hidden behind a senator."

"You mean there should be an investigation?"

"Have you ever played a game? We are like investigators facing an incident. Don't rush for the answer. Take your time and keep the pace. The truth will surface."

Gallup's sense of identification when talking about extraordinary powers was so convincing that Katrin stopped asking questions.

They tacitly chose not to explore the matter. After all, their current focus was on fighting for power with the military, so there was no need to provoke anyone else. They could just let nature take its course.

Katrin took Gallup all the way to the basement of the Winter Group's Los Angeles branch.

They took the elevator all the way to the deep and dark underground. With a ding-dong sound, the door opened and the view in front of them suddenly became clear. It seemed like a large open area. A cave had been dug out a hundred meters underground.

Something is wrong!

In the distance, there was a group of disaster beasts digging next to the rocks and reinforcing them. After some special treatment, it seemed much more stable.

Before Gallup could ask any questions, he saw a familiar face coming up to him. He hadn't seen him for a long time since the capture of Island No. 24.

Professor Bunier explained enthusiastically: "Thanks to the communication computing power of the Five-Colored Narcissus Company, I have been able to send out some primitive signals to remotely control the activities of the disaster beasts, as you can see. But there is another more important thing. This special rhythm is related to magic power. Guiding qualified people can quickly enhance the control of magic power. What do you think this means?"

"The holy remains are already able to release magic power."

Gallup hit the nail on the head. Being perceptive, he had long realized that Catherine beside him had better control over magic, especially since she had only been speaking to one person just now, which was incredible.

Not only that, after entering the underground laboratory, I clearly felt that my injuries had improved, and my strength had increased a bit. In other words, now that humans have vaguely figured out how to train the holy body, perhaps they can gradually say goodbye to the era of random development when everyone was busy with their own things.

Buniel said proudly: "And through some guidance, ordinary disaster beasts can even obey your orders spontaneously."

He told Katrin to give it a try, and she took a step forward and emitted steam, turning into a larger beast that roared softly.

Magic is released!

The pressure was like a gust of wind blowing across the entire underground testing site.

Gallup finally understood that the relics of transformation ability could actually imitate to this extent, and even surpass the original aura, which is exactly what the disaster beasts are famous for. There was no mistake, a circle of floating dust appeared faintly on the surface of the transformed disaster beast, similar to the magic barrier outside the body of high-level disaster beasts.

At the same time, the ordinary species all prostrated themselves on the ground, and even their ferocity was suppressed. This was not due to any technology but simply because the pressure gap had exceeded the threshold.

The next moment, Katrin returned to her human form and panted, "As you can see, the effect is pretty good, right?"

“Is there a fixed method?”

"There are indeed some training experiences, which were basically jointly researched by Professor Bunier, Boss Pesha, and Ms. Philomena. Don't worry, we will promote it within the Mercenary Alliance next. It will be too late for those in the army to notice it."

"So we will choose a necessary time to lay the foundation for a certain result with advantage?" Hearing this, Gallup keenly caught the traces of the plan.

Catherine smiled but said nothing. Of course, she had no idea about the specific plans of the top management.

As for Gallup, he didn't care at all. What really attracted him was the further power of the relic. If he could fully control the current magic power, he could basically ignore ordinary firepower, just like those cult members who could go to heaven and earth. The future was extremely exciting.

Chapter 123 Nan Zhiyi: My Turn (4K)

Ningfeng Harbor.

Outside the window, snowflakes were flying and carving window decorations on the glass. A chill rose in the house without heating. Mu Jin, who was packing, couldn't help but blow a breath to warm her hands, and then she suddenly realized that she was not cold at all. Physical sensations are physical sensations, but in fact, her blood was boiling and she was not moved.

After experiencing the war in the Arctic with temperatures as low as -50 degrees Celsius, the coastal cities in the south are not worth mentioning. I'm afraid they can't even sit still in the snow.

The body is evolving towards the next level of life.

One of the signs of a magical girl's growth period is that the "environmental index of seeking benefits and avoiding harm" is basically useless for ordinary animals. The polar regions, deep seas, and deserts are not worth mentioning. When she reaches the "permanent transformation", she has taken a step towards not being a human. If she does not transform and return to her original appearance, she will feel uncomfortable.

jingle!

The cell phone's alarm rang at 7:00, and Mu Jin stepped forward and pressed the button to cancel it.

I have personally tried out the company's new product and it is quite good. Currently, the functions such as making calls, sending text messages, and alarm clocks are very powerful. It is worthy of being highly recommended by the other world.

Mu Jin withdrew her thoughts and continued to work on the things at hand: a semester's worth of lab reports, homework, second classes, etc. were all classified and summarized. The thickness was comparable to a book, which made the girl frown and wondered, am I still in high school?

But I feel relieved when I think that it is only a semester's worth of credits. Besides, the teachers have been very accommodating and I can still get credits even if I never attend classes.

She checked it once and confirmed that everything was fine and she could hand it in.

Then she took another look at the various medical textbooks full of professional terms, which were as shiny as new. In fact, Mu Jin had read a few of them during her busy days, but she didn't take notes or do exercises, which made it seem like she had read them at all. In high school, she liked to mark up her textbooks with notes, like a model student. After entering college, she became busy again and began to adhere to the "textbook cleanliness disorder" and was unwilling to take notes or mark them at all. As a result, after a few months, they were still brand new.

The girl casually glanced through it and found that there was no mention of "clinical trials" or other anatomy at all. Her professional knowledge reserves were full of holes. After all, she had been busy from beginning to end.

But the familiarity with the human body is okay.

Mu Jin has taken several lives. Friends who often kill people know that it is inevitable that she will have a certain understanding of the human body structure.

She carefully put various materials into her backpack and stood in front of the mirror combing her long black hair.

Even in her original form without transformation, she has the appearance of a fairy. The girl, who already has delicate features and fair skin, has evolved through magic to a height of 1 meters. Her curves are well-proportioned and concentrated in front of her full chest, her limbs are slender, and her body has golden ratios. She looks neat and clean in a custom-made school uniform jacket and a windbreaker.

There was not a single logo on her entire outfit, all handmade. Finally, she put on the watch that Jin Ruochu had given her as a gift, which made her look lively yet dignified.

Mu Jin actually thought it was too much trouble, but the principal insisted on inviting some outstanding alumni to give a speech...

She’s just a freshman, okay?

Considering that she has dealt with so many academic problems and provided talents for the company's peripheral business, she should give her face. Besides, the circle that can use "face" as currency is not ordinary. She has been in all kinds of circles during this period, so she certainly knows how to reciprocate. So she rarely puts on makeup in front of the mirror, and relies on natural beauty in daily life.

The biggest change that half a year of training has brought to Mu Jin is her temperament. She has become steady and reserved, with a sharp gaze and a straight back. She has a radiance that stands out from the crowd and is graceful and elegant.

Then she glanced around at the slightly empty home.

As New Year's Day approached, Jin Ruchu went back to accompany her father. Moreover, the year-end workload of such a huge enterprise as Changfeng Group was incomparable to that of the church. As Jin Changfeng's most trusted daughter, she had to handle some important matters.

According to her, "train well and bring the knowledge to the cult", it turns out that the world's pharmaceutical giant is only worthy of gaining experience.

As for Jin Yulu, she took over from the former and arrived at the Los Angeles branch, because many magical girls went home on vacation in North America, where there were many mercenary companies and the friendliness was not high, so someone was needed to take charge. Of course, thanks to the convenience of the space relic, she actually traveled between Ningfeng Port and Los Angeles.

There was one person left waiting for her.

Mu Jin walked to the gate of the community and saw a black Porsche sedan waiting for a long time, and Nan Zhiyi was leaning next to it.

The housekeeper, who usually gives people a sense of majesty, is now dressed in a uniform coat, a light blue scarf, and a knitted hat. When she saw Mu Jin, she immediately waved and greeted her with a smile. The vicissitudes of life have not left Nan Zhiyi with a sense of age. She is still youthful and energetic, as if she has returned to the time in middle school, and a hint of winter warmth can't help but rise in her heart.

Today's dandelion girl gives people the atmosphere of a winter flower. She is not moved by the cold weather and still shows her independent beauty to the hibiscus.

The two agreed to hand in their homework to the university today to clear up final matters. Although according to the stock valuation, each of them is worth ten figures, they cannot waste the results of 10 years of hard study.

They no longer care about diplomas or future employment, they just want to be worthy of their past efforts.

In terms of professional knowledge, the two of them have also been exposed to a lot.

Putting aside Mu Jin's several free clinics and fights, anyway, from a lawyer's perspective, the legal disputes that Nan Zhiyi encountered in half a year are comparable to the size of a law firm. He is already familiar with it. He may not get high scores in the exams, but he is no longer surprised by the routines in the industry.

"Did you get your driver's license?"

"Yes, and I bought this car a while ago, but I haven't had the chance to drive it." Nan Zhiyi patted the hood where the snow had melted. "The oil is almost frozen."

"Thank you for picking me up, but Ningfeng Harbor rarely snows all year round. Why don't you take a look?"

Mu Jin raised her head slightly, looked at the heavy snow and smiled, then lightly touched the girl's cheek. The snowflake melted under her warm fingertips, and the cool feeling was passed on to both of them.

She knew the principal was waiting, but so what? Time was precious.

Just as Nan Zhiyi was stunned, she saw her companion rolling a snowball and hitting the knitted hat. Faced with such a childish invitation, she also returned a snowball. After one round, the new clothes custom-made by the high-end tailor shop were covered with snowflakes, but they were all smiling and happy, and they always felt that the old time had returned.

Only from this moment on did I feel relieved.

"…That's good. It's these ordinary things that make me feel that things like disaster beasts, mercenaries, and cults are far away."

The silver-haired girl stretched lazily. "It's true that I have nothing to do and it's a long-awaited vacation."

"Classmate Jin, you are the type who can easily make people feel relaxed and happy." Nan Zhiyi took a deep look at his childhood sweetheart while speaking. "Communicating with you is not tiring. It's like enjoying life."

"Don't take my role seriously, just park your car and let's walk to school together."

Nan Zhiyi pulled out the key and shook it, saying, "It doesn't matter. If it's lost or broken, it's the person's bad luck. I just want to take a walk now."

They walked side by side on the crunchy ice and snow road.

Anyway, it was only 7 o'clock, so Mu Jin and Nan Zhiyi simply walked towards the university town while playing snowball fights. A dozen stops was nothing for the magical girl's physical strength. When she reached the seedling stage, even if she didn't transform, she was enough to compete with armored vehicles, and running a few marathons was no problem.

They walked through the busy commercial streets and amusement parks. There were already people queuing up in the morning, rushing in one after another, or perhaps they had been queuing up since the night before.

1990 was not a good year for the whole world, it was a year of disasters.

They are all concentrated in the second half of the year:

The outbreak of a cluster of disaster beasts in the Pacific triggered the Edo War, and the famous magical girl Hyacinthus and the salvation cult she led stepped onto the world stage. Then the mercenary attack on Ningfeng Port once again revealed traces of magic, and then the world-renowned 24th Island attack achieved certain results. Then the Battle of Los Angeles and the European front against large-scale disaster beasts entered the catastrophe time. Various forces gathered in the Arctic to cause a historic event, and the people of the world witnessed it. Even though the catastrophe has faded, sporadic wars continue today, which is just a turn for the better in the difficult times.

But everyone was very satisfied. After all, various religions advocated doomsday theories and the aurora borealis appeared to be going to destroy civilization.

It’s great that we still have a breath left after everything turned upside down.

To be precise, in a city, Ningfeng Port, which was relatively less affected by the disaster, does not have to deal with pollution, rescue the wounded, consolidate defense lines and other matters. It can wholeheartedly celebrate the upcoming festival, and people are in a thriving atmosphere.

Nan Zhiyi suddenly pointed to an empty stall on the roadside and said, "That newsstand has been replaced by a lottery shop. I used to go there often to buy comics."

"It seems our high school is going to be renovated and expanded. I heard it will be converted into a plastic running track playground."

“I came here as soon as I graduated!”

"The news reported that they secured a large sum of financial grants. Don't worry, you have also made a contribution." Mu Jin smiled and explained, "As far as I know, our tax payment ranks second among all private enterprises in Ningfeng Port this year. It is second only to Changfeng Group. It can be regarded as giving back to the society and to my alma mater."

"…I'm sorry, I don't know much about tax laws, and I paid too much money. I need to hire more accountants to properly avoid taxes in the future."

"That's not what I mean. In fact, what does money mean? We can't just be rich and be satisfied. We won't stay on this path forever. Paying more taxes won't be a loss."

When Hibiscus used time magic to wreak havoc on the entire casino, she lost her respect for money.

Just waste paper.

What really maintains its value is power, and the most fundamental source of power is violence. The various orders derived from this are given names such as collectivism, ideology, and legal interpretation. If you keep focusing on the periphery all day long, you will fall sooner or later.

As a boss, she knew very well how many obstacles the Daffodil Company had faced secretly. One of the reasons why they failed was that they had at least controlled the violent gangs on the seaside.

There is no innocence at all. If there is an investigation, it will be very troublesome. But if there is no black trace at all, he will face more means.

After all, it would be much more convenient if there was an overt and powerful organization to protect each other.

Mu Jin put away her distracting thoughts and continued to concentrate on accompanying Nan Zhiyi shopping. Although there were not many people for breakfast in winter, the atmosphere was quite lively as the year was coming to an end. They filled their stomachs with breakfast at the snack stand before continuing their journey, arriving at the local university town area at around 9 o'clock.

Ningfenggang University of Political Science and Law.

The two of them arrived a little late and the substitute teacher had already gone to the classroom. Although they missed it, the principal collected the homework on their behalf, and the two sides became more familiar with each other.

It's funny to say that Mu Jin and Nan Zhiyi didn't even know all of their professional teachers, but they were relatively familiar with the principal, secretary, and others. The latter group of people certainly didn't come for just a few professional grades.

At the mahogany table in the office, Principal Zhang Yuanda made tea for the three people with a smile on his face, more solemnly than last time.

He seemed to be thinner, with a little more gray in his hair, but his face was still kind. Speaking of the tired look on his face during this period, it turned out that as the disaster beast incidents intensified and the general financial tensions, universities with a certain revenue capacity were given more autonomy. It seems to be autonomous, but in fact you have to try to make more money yourself. Everyone's belts are tight, and the sound of the cannon brings a lot of gold. It will take some time for the series of results of the disaster incident to be transformed into the economy.