Feng Ling was worried she couldn’t handle it, so she actively limited the speed, allowing the concept of jealousy to enter Lian Ge’s body like a drip.
But Lian Ge was still quite sensitive to this magic power and frowned.
“Are you okay?”
Feng Ling paused the magic power transmission and looked at Lian Ge’s expression.
Lian Ge didn’t answer her consciousness.
She mumbled a few broken words as if talking in her sleep.
Feng Ling moved closer, her ear almost touching Lian Ge’s mouth, barely making out the syllables.
“Feng Ling… don’t… Jiangzhu Ge…”
‘Who is she jealous of now?’
Feng Ling’s lips curled up, and she thought happily, ‘Could she be jealous of Feng Ling, who stole her childhood sweetheart?’
Seeing that she could barely hold on, Feng Ling quickly withdrew the remaining red magic power, shrinking it back into her palm, then gently patted Lian Ge’s shoulder.
“Lian Ge? Wake up. It’s over.”
Lian Ge took a sharp breath as if yanked from a nightmare, her cheeks flushed bright red.
She covered them with both hands, as if trying to cool herself down.
“Feng Ling, I felt the feeling of ‘jealousy’ too…”
Her voice was small, as if ashamed of having such emotions, but soon it became impassioned.
“Those manufacturers are too evil. To actually do something like this—they’re no ordinary companies. We must strike hard.”
“Right, right. Tomorrow we’ll go to the Association to submit a mission request and shut them down.”
Feng Ling joined in fervently.
Lian Ge glanced at her, satisfied, and looked away, continuing to denounce the unscrupulous merchants with righteous indignation.
But inside, Feng Ling’s little abacus had already collapsed, beads clattering down, just like her heart dripping blood.
That company was offering a full ten thousand as an initial promotion fee!
That didn’t even include the commission from the live stream sales…
And now, even going all out, she could only cut losses and run with the deposit.
Feng Ling was a bit angry.
‘Why can’t this client be any good? After all the hard work convincing Lian Ge to come and do a live stream together, they had to pull this little trick.’
Lian Ge turned back and happened to catch Feng Ling’s small face, furious over the lost opportunity.
Through Lian Ge’s filter, that face was clearly written with anger at being deceived—the pitiful expression of a little demon beast who loved justice, after being used by a bad person.
Lian Ge thought to herself, ‘Feng Ling really is a righteous good kid. She might be a bit greedy usually, but she never hesitates when it comes to big issues of right and wrong.’
Lian Ge gently patted Feng Ling’s shoulder to encourage her.
“Feng Ling, I’ll go write the mission process report now. First thing tomorrow morning, I’ll officially submit the application to the Association. Don’t worry. A company that poisons consumers’ emotions like this will definitely face the consequences it deserves.”
“Okay…”
The evening live stream found Feng Ling listless.
She ended early and went to bed.
The next morning, Lian Ge knocked on Feng Ling’s door.
Feng Ling squinted, groped her way to the door, and pulled it open.
Lian Ge stood outside, fully ready, holding a notebook.
Faint dark circles hung beneath her eyes—clearly she’d stayed up most of the night.
“I submitted the mission process report last night, but things are more complicated than I thought. The Association said they need to hold a meeting to discuss it first.”
Lian Ge’s so-called “smashing” of that evil company was actually a bit too naive.
After all, it wasn’t some illegal workshop hidden in a back alley where you could just find the location, fly over, and blow it up with magic power.
The company selling Momo Ointment was called Infusion Magic Technology Co., Ltd.—a legitimate registered legal enterprise with tens of thousands of employees and a complete industrial chain from R&D to production to sales.
Adding jealousy magic power to Momo Ointment—which person in which link did it?
They had no idea right now.
If they charged in with evidence, the other side could easily pin it on some intern, offer a hypocritical apology plus corrective measures, and let the real culprit get off scot-free.
So the specific action plan needed to be decided at a meeting with the Magic Girl Association.
The Magic Girl Association was located in a three-story standalone building in the city center.
With only seven magical girls in all of Haicheng, the Association’s scale was correspondingly streamlined to the max.
The first floor was the reception hall and front desk.
The second floor housed the committee members’ and Qia Bi’s offices.
The third floor was purely conference room territory.
Feng Ling and Lian Ge entered from the first floor.
The receptionist shot Feng Ling a hard glare, still bitter about the arms race with Chi Yun last time.
They took the elevator to the third floor.
When Feng Ling walked in, Qia Bi was already sprawled on the conference table, still in that harmless rabbit form, with a harmless voice.
“Feng Ling, Lian Ge, you did well qia! Taking the initiative to discover and report an organization that endangers public safety—this kind of justice-defending behavior is exactly the posture a magical girl should have qia!”
“Of course, Qia Bi. That’s what we magical girls should do.”
Lian Ge had no bad impressions of Qia Bi, and answered quite seriously.
Feng Ling naturally didn’t want to give Qia Bi a good face, but with Lian Ge right there, she could only force a smile at it, then quickly look away.
“Feng Ling dear, I told you you’d be the one to save the world qia. See, I was right, wasn’t I?”
Qia Bi narrowed its shiny black round eyes, looking quite appreciative.
“Oh, right, right,” Feng Ling replied perfunctorily.
Even if it was by accident, it had to be said that Feng Ling had indeed eliminated a world-endangering factor…
So couldn’t they give her, the savior, a higher salary? Too bad Qia Bi never considered her motivation, only saying, “Money only corrupts the heart of a magical girl qia.”
Feng Ling rested her hands on the table and closed her eyes to rest.
There was still a little while until the meeting officially started.
One by one, the other magical girls entered the conference room.
Footsteps came and went, chairs scraped, and brief greetings mixed together.
The not-so-spacious room quickly grew noisy.
Besides Feng Ling, Lian Ge, and Chi Yun, who arrived later, two other magical girls showed up. They were:
Magical Girl Shan Die, a magical girl of the “Lightning” attribute concept.
Slightly taller than Feng Ling, she had dazzling golden hair tied into low twin tails.
Magical Girl Chen Tan, a magical girl of the “Earth” and “Wood” attribute concepts.
Much taller than Feng Ling, she wore a light green Hanfu.
“And the two others haven’t come qia? This is a very important meeting qia.”
Qia Bi scanned the conference room—two seats remained empty.
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