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

After a quick wash, the two put on waterproof clothing and took their fishing gear to go out. The so-called supply mission was simple, which was fishing.

When they arrived at the beach, they saw that the magical girls who had arrived earlier had already cast their nets. Without the help of any fishing boat power, their great strength created miracles and covered an area of ​​one kilometer in radius. There were a large number of sea fish floating in the nets, but it was still not enough.

Joan transformed into a white unicorn horse, raised her head and neighed, attracting countless sea creatures to follow. This is a hidden usage: calling on the creatures of nature.

Of course, it is not just asking for things blindly. In fact, the cult gives out more bait.

Besides, there were not many supplies for a total of one thousand people, and most of the rain leaked through the large-hole mesh bags.

“Pull the net!”

Following the order, Stephanie tensed her body and pulled hard. Tons of struggling sea fish lost their strength under the pulling of her and her companions. The struggling force was enough to overturn the small fishing boat, but it was suppressed only by manpower. That was why the cult had the confidence to carry out long-term ocean voyages without docking.

Stephanie had just finished pulling the net and had no time to wipe the sweat off her face when she saw Joan running over and waving the catch in her hand. "It's Barents Sea cod. I'll cook it for you today."

Barents Sea?

Before I knew it, I was here, a prosperous fishing ground under the warm current of the North Atlantic.

Compared to Joan's anticipation for the food, Stephanie began to think about the itinerary at this moment. It seems that Senior Hyacinth has chosen the Arctic route of the Eurasian continent, using a detour to search for magic reactions over as large an area as possible. There are still 3 days left, and the destination may be around Greenland.

"Everyone, this round of salvaging is over. It may attract the attention of the disaster beasts, so everyone should continue to guard. In the meantime, you can try fishing."

The person in charge, Nalu, announced the next arrangements.

Although she has just joined, her many years of experience at sea can be regarded as the primary advisory support for this trip. She knows everything from ocean currents and astrology to deep-sea fishing. Many of the equipment were purchased at Nalu's suggestion. Otherwise, everyone would have started eating three canned meals long ago and would not have been able to eat fresh, original, high-quality sea fish.

Upon learning that she no longer needed to work, Joan simply lay on the beach and looked at the sky. For this pharmacology graduate student who skipped a grade, she was not interested in any work other than that in her professional field.

When Stephanie is bored, she sits on the ground and starts fishing, hoping to embrace the joy of harvest again.

"We are now cruising at 30 knots, about 55 kilometers per hour, which happens to be the swimming speed of codfish." Joan said calmly, "But they will soon be unable to catch up, so don't expect to win by chance."

"Just to kill time."

As she spoke, Stephanie skillfully threaded the fishing line and cast the hook. Her smooth movements proved that this was not her first time.

"…Why do you feel like you know a little bit of everything?"

"You know, I'm from Colombia, a paradise for criminals and criminals. If you and your family hike through the Central American rainforest, you'll become a survival master, so it's not bad."

"Because those who didn't become masters are dead, you are the practitioners of social Darwinism, and North America loves to exploit this kind of people the most."

Joan knew her roommate's past. Like many people from failed countries, she was looking for a better place. It was understandable that people wanted to move to a higher place. But after finally reaching the border, she was caught by mercenaries who found out that she had magical talent. Her family was detained and taken to the immigration department. It was really unlucky. That kind of institution was a frontline base for racism. Although everyone looked similar, they would suffer because of their background.

In comparison, I am actually quite ordinary. Among magical girls, I can be considered to have a happy family and good academic performance. The biggest setback I have experienced is that I was once captured by mercenaries.

In fact, Joan is a little envious of the complex nature of her companions; it is their normal background that lacks topicality here.

For example, Nalu became famous as soon as she joined.

She has attracted much attention with her halos such as a refugee from a fallen country, the captain of the Arctic Tern, and the cult's first traveler, and people often chat with the magical girl Water Lily.

"You're right. We were severely taught a lesson when we first arrived. Especially those guys in the laboratory were so rude. I doubted whether I would be dissected alive. Fortunately, the cult buried the bastards in the ruins." Stephanie felt relieved.

Joan continued to ask: "What was the matter with your application for extended leave a while ago?"

"It's not a big deal. I contacted Senior Hyacinth and settled the matter with the Immigration Bureau. My family has legal status and jobs. Everything is finally settled."

"What a coincidence. Previously, my research group had a patent conflict with a company that hired a bunch of lawyers. They wanted to completely acquire a research result through a contract trap. My master's thesis is likely to be scrapped, and the court was bribed and refused to resolve the case... But just like you, I just gave them a heads up and it was resolved. Their legal minister even invited me to dinner."

The two showed expressions of sudden enlightenment, and came to their senses that the cult not only helped them, but also took care of all the troubles of its members.

Hyacinthus is the godfather.

"I know the immigration department solved it through the relationship between the company and a certain congressman. It may only take a sentence, but I will never forget this kindness."

"In fact, my family couldn't afford all the tuition for my master's degree, and I had to pay on credit. But after hearing about it, Senior Hyacinthus paid it all in one go, and the research group was able to handle any problems outside of the subject, not to mention internships in companies and future jobs. My parents were very happy, but also very anxious. They were even more worried when they heard that I did it all by myself. The adult world is very wary of help that cannot be paid back. They would rather be the powerful young boss their daughter talked about, but unfortunately they were willing but unable, so they just let me run around with the cult."

Stephanie murmured, "If someone helps me solve the problem of imprisonment, identity, education, and work, and even brings happiness to my family, even if one day she thinks that the president is too tactful and should be replaced, I will do my best to help her."

"There are many people who think the same as you." Joan patted her chest. "For example, if you add me in, I will be considered a member of the Order for the rest of my life."

"It's like talking to Senior Wen Shulan all your life."

"Maybe it's because we played games together last night. I've been infected."

"Don't play games so late, or we can play games together... can you teach me?"

Stephanie asked in a slightly timid tone. Seeing this, her roommate was stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded like a chick pecking at rice. It would be great to have another common topic.

The cult's operation is based on a huge network of interpersonal relationships. Low-level monetary transactions are looked down upon. From the very beginning, Hyacinth has been focusing on personal relationships. Everyone helps each other to form an interest group, and although they are young, they are not at a low social level.

Charging into battle is the lowest level usage.

The leader hoped that everyone would be in a key position. Every investment now would cultivate an elite in the future. It was too easy for the cult to make money. The support of the priceless treasure was worth it. Not to mention Stephanie and Joan who had received great favors, other magical girls who found a sense of belonging would also spontaneously make great contributions to the organization.

The two were determined to break through the seedling stage as quickly as possible and become the backbone of the team.

The cult's action this time has a layer of "avoidance" meaning because the overall organization is too fragmented and not as good as the Holy Relics, and the shortcomings must be made up quickly.

Just as they were chatting, the sea began to boil and roar. A lone disaster beast followed the scent and bared its teeth at the many magical girls on the shore, attempting to attack them.

However, the armed fishing salvation sect was not afraid at all, and simply greeted the uninvited guests with a magic bombardment.

Long!

The violent magical bombardment caused the disaster beast to die on the spot, but at the same time, a pale blue ice flower grew from the wound on the corpse, and cold air was escaping from it.

One of the awakened people fainted immediately, and his entire skin was covered with a layer of frost.

At the same time, all the magical girls present felt the magic power in their bodies slow down, their breathing, blood flow and heart beat all became slow as if stuck. The next moment, the magic had enveloped the entire place to prevent the spread.

Everyone in the entire cult is familiar with the methods of the magical girl Hyacinthus, and using the hysteresis field right from the start may prove that things are not going to go smoothly.

Judging from the expression of the silver-haired girl, people who are affected by the frost effect are difficult to recover. At this moment, she looks solemn. It is obvious that the Sand of Time alone is far from enough to delay the spread of power. The lives of the weak are still in danger.

Time pauses!

The world that was moving slowly just now suddenly turned gray in the eyes of Stephanie and Joan, with only silver sand flowing slowly. A great sense of loneliness surrounded their bodies, and they wondered why everyone else was motionless except them.

Mu Jin kept touching the two people's shoulders and said, "There's no time to explain. Hurry up and apply healing and purification to everyone. Maximize it. Make sure the range is wide."

Before he finished speaking, elemental magic and mythological magic were activated at the same time.

The healing rain and purifying light are released to cover a large area to the maximum extent, and when time is frozen and restored for a moment, the eerie air offsets the cold wind.

The magical girls who had just frozen to the point that their vitality was rapidly draining away stood up in bewilderment. The experience was like being petrified. When they came to their senses, they were intact, but only had lingering fears. Many people who resisted the first wave of attacks were also in a trance, and immediately realized that it might be time that had stopped. Only Hyacinthus was able to race against the god of death to snatch time for rescue, which was amazing.

Everyone was sweating and thanked Mu Jin, Stephanie and Joan profusely, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

The crisis came and went quickly. The strange ice and snow trees just now withered from the corpse of the disaster beast at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into snowflakes and disappeared completely.

"It's the ability of the Ice Flower." The silver-haired girl introduced: "Although I don't know much information, the plant type can indeed spread abilities like this, everyone stay away."

After saying this, Mu Jin used telekinesis to lift up the body of the disaster beast and closed the barrier.

"Senior, is there anything we can do?" Stephanie volunteered.

"Don't worry, the enemy is not targeting Hermit Island. It should be spreading over a large area. Just pay more attention and keep your magic."

"I see."

Hearing this, Stephanie channeled most of her magic power into the healing rain. A green cloud floated in the sky, which looked quite strange, but was enough to provide support at any time. Elemental magic could be integrated with natural phenomena, which showed that she had a better control over magic.

The girl clenched her fists with lingering fear. Fortunately, she followed the instructions of Senior Protea and tried her best to keep her original energy to protect her body, otherwise she might have been knocked down in one blow.

The frightened Joan recovered from her unicorn form, wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "A sneak attack!"

"After all, powerful disaster beasts all have wisdom."

"According to the data and documents, the evolution of their life levels is equivalent to humans' evolution from gorillas to magical girls. However, our memory and calculation abilities are better than those of ordinary people, so there is a huge gap between the disaster beasts, especially the special species that are difficult to classify."

"Have you studied it?"

"I just picked up some intelligence during the Goshawk Company attack."

"You're worthy of being able to take care of things in that situation." Stephanie stretched and dusted herself off. "The fishing mission should be considered over early. We need to go to the warehouse to prepare lunch and dinner for today."

The so-called rotating supply is actually responsible for logistics. For example, now a group of magical girls including them are going to the warehouse area to prepare the ingredients to be used today.

A thousand members is not too many, but not too few either. Moreover, there are some small livestock farms including dairy cows, pig pens, chicken coops and ducks. After all, the supply pressure is quite high. After all, the Salvation Cult must ensure that the headquarters has a certain degree of self-sustainability. When the materials are not fully recycled, the logistics demand is very large, and the feed alone is no less than that of an army.

The so-called warehouse area is actually a mountain of containers stacked on open flat ground, without considering the convenience of access and trying to save space as much as possible.

There were even anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles standing around. Although there was no need for air defense once the Hermit Island barrier was opened, the predecessors always had an excessive sense of crisis.

Click!

The container was opened by floating, and then the short flight was also enough to carry the supplies, most of which were canned food, vacuum-packed bags, long-shelf food, etc. Eating too much would definitely be unbearable. But the magical girls have not given up the habit of eating three meals a day, not to mention that this is a way to maintain morale.

Fortunately, it has only been two days since I started eating canned food.

Originally, the transmission of external coordinates had not been closed in order to provide fresh food, but as we go deeper into the occupied area, it is best to reduce spatial fluctuations, so it is completely closed.

Hermit Island is now like an aircraft carrier strike group that has escaped into the ocean and entered radio silence, cutting off all communications and relying entirely on self-sufficiency. Fortunately, they have prepared for a rainy day and now have sufficient supplies.

Some of them were responsible for sorting supplies and preparing them in the kitchen, while others were responsible for feeding the livestock.

Wow!

Stephanie rolled up her sleeves and skillfully scattered feed into the pigpen, not forgetting to touch the pigs to check their health. Joan was stunned.

On the contrary, she didn't want to get too close because it would seem pretentious, and she felt a little repulsed in her heart.

Stephanie sensed the embarrassment and took the initiative to explain: "Most people are not good at raising pigs. I have worked on a ranch before and know a little bit about it. I still have the basic knowledge. Maybe I can apply for the position of ranch manager."

“How many jobs have you ever had?”

"It can't be called a job. In fact, I didn't receive any proper education since I was a child. I have been doing various odd jobs to supplement my family's income, but they are not high-end jobs that require talent."

"Raising pigs is not easy. In Denmark, you need a license to raise pigs, and many people earn more than research group slaves like me."

As she spoke, Qiong turned over and entered the pen, learning how to use the tap to water and bathe these big cuties. There was a sudden sound of pig grunts in the factory, and it seemed that they were enjoying it very much.

"The key lies in the environment. I used to think that my past was shameful, but after communicating with everyone in the church, I found that I am not that special. Everyone has their own difficulties. It just so happens that my abilities can be put to good use in the new environment." Stephanie smiled happily at this moment. "Matthew said, 'Where your treasure is, there your heart is.' The church is my second home."

"By the way, I remember you introduced yourself as a high school student during the orientation party?"

The girl blushed and whispered, "I got my education by asking Senior Dandelion for extra lessons and using his connections. I got my diploma without even going to my alma mater."

Joan smiled teasingly and didn't ask any more questions.

The two continued to work hard, but they always felt that they were closer to each other. Even if they didn't talk, there was a tacit understanding. That's right, the biggest selling point of the Salvation Cult has never been to help, but to have a sense of community identity, which makes it easy for people to let down their guard and pour out their hearts, thereby enhancing understanding.

After going through so much trouble, they are lucky to be able to gather here safely and live under the same roof.

Chapter 150 The Disaster Beast is Raising Gu (4K)

research room.

In the bulletproof glass room protected by layers of protection are displayed the corpses of disaster beasts that are suspected to be affected by the power of the Ice Flower.

Hibiscus touched the wound gently with a pair of gloves, and after slightly peeling it open, she discovered a mycelium structure on the edge, which contained magical power that had long lost its activity. It could be confirmed that it was the work of a special plant species, and it was not far away.

She took out a scalpel and cut off some surface tissue and put it into the tray. The rest should not be moved to avoid any accidents.

The other part with more serious pollution was simply fed to the training disaster beast to be thoroughly cleaned up.

"Give me the scissors."

The people who were in charge of handing over the tools were Jin Yulu and Elsa. The former was already familiar with battlefield first aid and other external knowledge and was definitely thick-skinned and had a lot of health, while the latter had become a doctor after suffering from illness for a long time and was protected by causal magic, so she would be fine.

Hibiscus carefully cut off the part most affected by the ice flower. There was a frosty magic surrounding it and it had a parasitic quality. Fortunately, she was quick to remove it completely.

Although she studied the subject in a half-hearted way, she was confident in her on-the-spot knowledge and practical experience. She had dealt with so many things, whether disaster animals or humans, living or dead, that she could handle the work of a forensic doctor with ease.

As if that wasn't enough, they used the black can's mechanism to extract all the infection-related magic from it.

"It's done. I've rendered it harmless."

Hibiscus took off her white medical gloves and used the Time Slash to completely annihilate without leaving any trace.

Jin Yulu asked: "Does this mean that we are almost at our destination? It seems that the Ice Flower is already welcoming us, the kind that pees indiscriminately."

"Correct."

"I will arrange for patrols to be more intense, and try to cover every area with auxiliary magic to prevent such surprise attacks from happening again. Otherwise, there will be casualties before people arrive. Of course, this will also reduce the number of people going out for reconnaissance. It would be best to let some disaster beasts take the initiative to come and expose the location of large-scale settlements."

"Leave it to me, I will continue to attract hatred. The Arctic Circle will become lively soon." Elsa said confidently.

Suddenly Mu Jin's face was slightly stunned.

The system generated a new prompt, indicating that the location of the ice flower was not far away.

She said seriously, "It won't take three days. I estimate that we will be able to see that special glacier island, which is the center of the occupied area, within 3 hours. Be prepared. Let everyone eat well and recuperate in the next two days."