Information engineering related technology was Hibiscus's key focus project—hard not to understand since farming hobbyist netizens constantly urged her daily.
She was simply a professional manager elected by shareholder etings, with optician think tank as shareholders giving guidance, making her quickly climb tech trees. Under big boss attention, Five-Color Narcissus Company executives sowhat understood future prospects, firmly believing in unlimited value.
Trillion-level market awaiting developnt—small scale ant financial windfalls grasping the next era.
Large scale ant leading humanity's big data ascension.
Now the military also valued technology, joining the update urging the army. Conceivably, Hibiscus's promoted technology was thunderous in circles, with top bosses moving upon hearing.
In their minds, Five-Color Narcissus Company's explosive developnt was very steady—never fighting unprepared battles, becoming rising star in venture capital.
Jin Ruochu complained: "North Arican laboratories still have many smart operating systems and core algorithms unsolved. More stable communication protocols are even harder. Even if there are military urges, I can't produce them. Besides, she's not the client—why is the emperor not anxious while eunuchs are? Dr. Mu, do you have thods?"
"Don't worry, these can all be handled."
Hibiscus replied with a aningful smile, but the pink-haired girl frowned at dangerous Ti Prophecy techniques.
"Don't be stubborn. Don't risk for those guys—injury would be troubleso."
"I have discretion." After smiling, Hibiscus touched Jin Ruochu's head—long hair gave comfortable friction with floral fragrance. "Speaking of which, how did your father let you participate in such important business?"
"Important what? re sunset enterprise. If not following our steps closely, it'll be eliminated. If surrendering with courtesy now, won't be reorganized later."
Talking about family industry, the young lady laughed proudly with hands on hips, eyebrows dancing like a peacock.
Being independent felt great—no more reading faces.
In absolute assets and market valuation, Five-Color Narcissus matched Changfeng Group, but long-term, specific dicine industry was gold and silver mountains.
Becoming new allied military's military supply-grade supplier was like getting Coca-Cola's developnt script—soaring instantly.
This calculation only covered dical field. As external business supervisor, Jin Ruochu knew how terrifying Salvation Church's comrcial empire was—developing at bubble-blowing speed comparable to those landlord tycoons. Ignorant people would think it'd burst at one poke, worthless. So what? If Magical Girls said it was assets, it must be. If banks dared demand debts, they should want to test their own vaults.
Church's 4 giants averaged trillions in debt, still leveraging—this fearless crazy ga had only two players, the other being the famous Federal Reserve.
You think we're industrial big capitalists contributing social productivity?
Wrong!
We play finance bigger.
Actually, Jin Ruochu, Hibiscus, Jin Yulu, and Nan Zhiyi through various shell companies, asset trusts, agents, and complex operations held shares, hedged, manipulated stock prices daily, sold high-risk financial products routinely. Debt didn't pressure—compound interest growing bigger.
If listing current economic cris, enough for thousands of years in prison. So long ago, everyone stopped caring about debt repaynt.
Therefore, Magical Girl Organizations never lacked economic conditions, even called market-disrupting nutrient extractors. Future debt explosions—no one could trouble "the strongest," only letting the whole world pay.
If our casual play triggers financial tsunamis, shouldn't you be blad for loopholes? Setting aside facts, don't regulators bear so responsibility?
Jin Ruochu, inherently fond of managent gas, loved this cheating gaplay.
Compared to debt defaulters owning 10 aircraft carriers, the Church was currently just children playing house.
Hibiscus smiled: "So you think today's big order will decide whether to officially surpass old employer Changfeng Group? In other words, regardless, you must get Pacific war zone orders?"
"Not just that—we must beco new allied military's sole infection specific dicine supplier. Price doesn't matter—importance is long-term al tickets."
"How's your father lately?"
"He says he wants to et again to discuss strengthening cooperation between two major pharmaceutical companies, plus investing in our electronic information technology." Jin Ruochu said spiritedly: "Recognizing our power—only boarding Five-Color Narcissus Company's express train can reach the next era."
"...I guess Mr. Jin knows what he should know, having deduced everything. After all, last ti he warned us, we imdiately acted on Edo, staying busy until today."
Dealing with smart people was always comfortable—ensuring tacit understanding while not revealing secrets. Distance created beauty.
In Hibiscus's mind, Jin Changfeng, Sid, and Pasha were the sa tier survival wise n.
In the original work, despite all the fighting and chaos, they survived the ending while still controlling considerable power. Moreover, stronger ones were all lost, leaving those ecological niches to profit greatly. So their life philosophy was tested by a tragic world line—proven quality, especially Jin Changfeng as protagonist's relative with hard fate.
From another angle, relatives remaining alive was one of few gentlenesses for Magical Girl Manjusaka. Otherwise fans would definitely send knives greeting the author.
"Able to seize business opportunities and connect with military first during such major power changes—I won't disappoint the opportunity you fought for."
"Don't worry, just one relatively internal bidding eting. Li Yingge Colonel is just doing it in passing."
"But must carefully examine new infection symptoms."
"Of course, you're the expert after all."
The two exchanged glances, imdiately catching each other's thoughts—this was a good opportunity to observe new allied military power changes. Couldn't rely entirely on second-hand sources like Bull and Pasha. Personal investigation beat everything.
High-level power changes couldn't avoid transmitting to grassroots combat power. Depending on circumstances, they could asure Magical Girls' interaction modes—strong or hidden.
As Hibiscus and Jin Ruochu observed, they witnessed Li Ying returning to conversation after concluding wounded handover work—content hurried and tense, not optimistic, basically about Pacific front Disaster Beast sudden attack events, plus observing unique mutants requiring renaming and research...
After a mont it ended.
"Sorry for keeping you waiting."
"Military affairs are busy, and you all give great security."
"Dr. Mu, you're too kind." Shadows passed through the female officer's eyes. "You should have heard so rumors. Even now, many command systems haven't recovered."
Jin Ruochu aningfully said, "In my view, various war zones' institutional founding purpose was avoiding turmoil while maintaining efficient adaptability. Has the General been away from her post too long? There should be situations we don't know, but participating in disputes requires readiness for trouble. Pity for her many excellent subordinates and brave soldiers, including you of course."
Very fitting for hot-blooded protagonist morality—at least for her, Josh intervening in internal strife would receive retribution, sa for herself.
Hibiscus was slightly surprised by the pink-haired girl showing straightforwardness at this mont, but thinking carefully, though she seed socially adept, she'd always be direct about major principles, inevitably disliking Josh's deep power-grabbing style.
Even claiming business importance, Jin Ruochu still spoke her mind—perhaps the biggest difference from her father.
Li Yingge didn't respond but addressed another key point: "I just contacted superiors. The war zone hopes your company increases production and updates to next generation soon."
"I need to see it personally first. But speaking of which, aren't you worried?"
"Right, Five-Color Narcissus Company has many secrets, even eerie aspects, but so what? Who in this business isn't half-black, half-white? People in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves." She looked deeply at Jin Ruochu then continued: "Also, Dr. Mu, don't underestimate yourself. Your treatnts saved tens of millions of lives—we absolutely trust you."
"I'm honored."
Hibiscus wasn't a fool who'd lose her bearings from one complint—just brushed off such pleasantries.
"Anyway, let's first visit this infection's samples."
Li Yingge led everyone to the dical logistics ship. Clanking anchor friction sounds sparked with waves. The diater requiring several people to embrace represented ocean-going, Disaster Beast fighting, harsh voyage power. anwhile, a black shadow accompanied by iron chains surfaced.
A Sea Serpent Disaster Beast roared fiercely!
Actually, Li Yingge ant to joke while intimidating company guests who spoke disrespectfully to superiors, slightly releasing magical power to provoke the Disaster Beast captive's roars and hisses.
Oppressive aura made seawater churn as it stretched its neck toward the three on the levee, opening its bloody maw to roar.
Who do you think you are?
Well-experienced Jin Ruochu and Hibiscus remained unmoved, even showing disdain. Sisters had killed thousands if not hundreds of Disaster Beasts—enough to open slaughterhouses. Even Black Tide level ones fell—what was one long worm?
The next mont they ca to their senses, looking surprised as if first scared stupid then reacting—barely getting through.
Otherwise getting "this person remains unmoved before Mount Tai's collapse—must be an expert" would be bad.
Li Yingge didn't think much—after all, she wasn't malicious enough to scare civilians, just slight intimidation, including reminding distant onlooking crowds that war never left, their war zone wasn't playing around. Occasionally creating war atmosphere was necessary—otherwise overly disconnected atmospheres easily damaged morale, especially wounded about to transfer to rear needing firmness.
Fighting till now, public perception had Disaster Beasts gradually receding, plus various scandals continuously undermining military's mass foundation—more deadly than Disaster Beasts...
"Everyone relax, very safe."
"Truth is, one mission task was capturing living new mutant Disaster Beasts to Ningfeng Harbor naval biological laboratory, hoping for new discoveries."
She pointed at the impotently furious sea serpent—despite gnashing teeth and roaring, it couldn't break chain bindings.
Originally this monster was covered in wounds, continuously bleeding, once staining the sea red, yet bound by thick chains with no threat whatsoever.
Though furious beyond asure, montarily helpless, it could only lower its head pretending not to see.
Magical Girl perception was often keener, imdiately discovering differences: this Disaster Beast was obviously too well-nourished. Purely a big fat pig with intense life energy reactions. Previous Disaster Beasts encountered could all be called starving ghosts—what did you eat to grow like this?
Rich vitality represented high origin strength, capable of releasing further infections—no wonder pathogenicity, toxicity, and drug resistance were stronger because the host was powerful.
Li Yingge explained: "Fallen Zone Disaster Beast breeding numbers are too nurous to count. Moreover, they're forming their own ecological chain, devouring each other to strengthen—strong get stronger, winner takes all, overall strength even more terrifying..."
"But this isn't our discussion topic—important is host changes causing infection factor mutation evolution."
"A pandemic might be coming."
Her expression was serious, tone unprecedentedly cold.
Li Yingge's implication was comparable to Black Death, Spanish flu level, or comparable to several major outbreaks in recent decades. If super pandemic ca, no one could stay out.
"Premise is we quickly stop it, like your company's technology." She led the two into the dical ship laboratory. "Large numbers of samples are stored here."
At a glance, various jars soaked Disaster Beast parts, rich vitality keeping them alive with muscle twitching.
After seeing this, Jin Ruochu and Hibiscus simultaneously thought of Disaster Beast remains once stored by Storm Gang—making scalps tingle. Moreover, many white-coated researchers were dissecting and studying, using every thod but unable to observe infection factor disappearance—even inactivation was impossible. Many experintal materials were Five-Color Narcissus specific dicines—at most suppressing non-fatality, remaining impact on transmission and sequelae still insufficient.
Fortunate in misfortune, but couldn't be satisfied with this because enemies would definitely improve.
Jin Ruochu murmured: "So the world's largest Disaster Beast Fallen Zone we dared not touch for years has bred terrifying things?"
"Not entirely wrong."
"How long before even Disaster Beasts rush out together?"
"Please rest assured, headquarters is continuously reinforcing. When it's our turn for defensive warfare, it's more convenient. Just containing spread is no problem, especially if rear doesn't have major infections."
Though Li Yingge was unwilling to admit it, she indeed had to rely on Five-Color Narcissus Company's research assault power. Modern warfare was all-around system competition—as long as rear continuously provided support, allied forces were confident of resisting Disaster Beast armies.
Conversely, if rear was compromised, things would be dire—like when Aurora sent Black Wing to spread infections before catastrophe battles. Must be careful.
Her gaze left Jin Ruochu—this child was straightforward and simple. The other was more worldly.
Unknown to her, both were actually not inferior in level. Rather, the unlucky young lady benefited from family background—well-inford with unique insight, familiar with high society intelligence. Precisely because of strict upbringing, she liked jumping around for release. Of course, comparing her to Hibiscus was slightly inferior—the latter's managent thods so far were legendary.
She had already changed into laboratory protective wear and taken out a test tube.
This was never-before-seen specific dicine—different from previous blue, showing light red glow. Under microscope combination with infection samples, the latter rapidly eroded and disintegrated—incredible.
Miracle!
Everyone noticing this was stunned—how could we work so hard for so long only to have so random dicine solve it?
Researchers imdiately discussed: "Cell activity preserved very well—incredible!" "You should observe morphological changes" "Logically, old version dicine shouldn't still be this effective"—anyway, more and more incomprehensible aspects.
Everyone surrounded the microscope looking left and right. At least currently observed target samples were suppressed—many showed joy, almost opening champagne.
But for those who could perceive magical power changes, that erosive aura never completely disappeared.
"Don't celebrate too early—things aren't finished."
Hibiscus understood the principle was simply injecting old specific dicine with Growth Stage Magical Girl healing curses—sufficient power but lacking targeting. She felt system-gifted healing technique knowledge reaching limits, finally hitting bottlenecks.
Sure enough, microscope images still showed infection factor remnants stubbornly reviving, step by step eroding territory just gained by dicine—the latter retreating steadily.
Finally both sides reluctantly reached standoff where neither interfered with the other.
Patients probably wouldn't die, but expecting future labor was fantasy. Fundantally, both combat reduction and additional burden.
Humanitarian perspective was definitely victory, but asuring by total war, this was losing the future.
Insiders saw the way—this was increasing dosage to pile up efficacy. Indeed withstanding imdiate needs, very useful for ergency rescue but treating symptoms not root causes. Expecting it to change current crisis was definitely fantasy.
Hibiscus proactively confessed: "Actually it can currently only serve as transitional product. Real targeted specific dicine needs waiting."
"Well..."
Li Yingge was slightly disappointed, but researchers gave high praise like "sufficient for now," "at least can delay severe evolution," "I believe in Dr. Mu's ability"—support everywhere. Indeed, Five-Color Narcissus Company's accumulated reputation made everyone willing to wait. As long as she produced it, definitely fair price and effective—universally praised.
From military standpoint, she didn't want single supplier dominance, but now could only request this rising giant enterprise—no other choice.
"Incidentally, also look forward to your company's communication business new products."
Hibiscus nodded: "Please rest assured, I have leads on both projects. Await good news."
Both sides exchanged pleasantries before separating.
At parting, dical team researchers still looked eager, wishing to keep her for heart-to-heart talks. Knowing her half-empty bottle clanked, Hibiscus made small talk while pulling Jin Ruochu off the ship—continuing would easily expose real level. Fundantally, Hibiscus only practiced magical healing—professionally mismatched.
After seeing off the two, Li Yingge returned to the command room full of projection screens and displays, including real-ti communication images with frontlines.
"Report commander, the General says there's footage hoping you'll also see—must pay attention hereafter."
"Mm."
She stepped forward to see a thunderous rain ocean with countless large Disaster Beasts swimming among waves. Logically, these oddly-shaped guys couldn't talk about unified rhythm, but this ti was different—they had highly recognizable yet eerie style:
All huge Disaster Beasts had several flesh tumors, or more like bubbles wrapping other Disaster Beast limbs, even protruding into more terrifying shapes.
Admittedly, hedgehogs sotis stuck berries on backs for convenient carrying, but these monsters all used their kind as reserve food—giving creepy feelings. Such cases were everywhere.
anwhile, Josh's voice ca through the phone: "They're troubleso, often with strong vitality."
"Easy to deal with?"
"As long as draining blood, they'll die sohow or at least lose combat ability. But not everyone has compatibility like . Other Holy Relics report combat obstruction—enemy tenacity exceeds expectations, with superior aura. Not optimistic. Hope you have good news there."
"Supplier says it's feasible—can research new generation dicine and promises support."
"Good then. Incidentally, in this Pacific plan, Pharaoh actively responded to recruitnt, feeling very interested with long reach."
"So you agreed?"
"No, the more such guys want to squeeze in, the more ulterior motives they have. At critical monts, they'll be busy with their own sches, helping not at all. I declined. Our Pacific war zone has its own ancient Holy Relic. Though reportedly anti-erosion reached white-hot stage, I believe Lady Pharmacist will awaken on ti. She promised—regardless of form, she'd definitely respond."
Li Yingge imdiately showed joy—after all, Pharmacist Holy Relic had the strongest magical power output among colleagues, with outstanding combat skills, truly reliable.
According to original Arctic battle plans, she might awaken on Mongolian plateau to intercept Aurora.
Others mastered one relic while she accidentally consud so special dicine from previous eras, transforming her body to another level—or called Vessel, capable of embracing all rivers of various nature energies. Seemingly monotonous but quite suitable. So far, no one knew if Pharmacists had a second relic...
"Anyway, I'll return to the front lines soon."
"Wrong again. I'm showing you this to remind you to clean up infections before returning. Rember—avoid being reduced by this thing in upcoming battles. So watch closely. See you later."
Li Yingge hadn't had ti to say goodbye before Josh's side disconnected. Background continuously transmitted artillery sounds—obviously quite lively with fierce battles.
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When Jin Ruochu and Hibiscus returned to the beach, bright moon hung high with stars scattered, sea breeze cool stirring long hair. Even the bustling resort area had few tourists—rare tranquility.
Then a stretched limousine stopped before them, window rolling down to reveal Jin Changfeng.
"Making wait so long—you two honored guests are really hard to invite."
The sudden familiar visitor slightly stunned Hibiscus and Jin Ruochu, then rembering they indeed had an appointnt—nearly forgotten.
"Dad, I'm back."
"Mr. Jin, good evening."
The black-suited man stepped down from the car, overlooking the harbor's dical ship from the coastal road height—lights bright, people coming and going. Even from far away, they slled disinfectant alcohol—the busier they were, the more tense.
Pacific war zone was large. Couldn't recently reclaid Island 24 plus nurous artificial islands and large ships accommodate seriously wounded? Frontlines probably weren't optimistic.
With his rchant years' keen sense, he understood everything in a flash.
No wonder military pulled Five-Color Narcissus Company people to talk so long. Now good—the mischievous daughter beca executive of military supply-grade enterprise.
Jin Changfeng warned: "According to my information, to secure position, Bull offered many generous conditions, like giving war zones higher freedom in choosing suppliers... Obviously leaving power rent-seeking space—many will profit greatly. If Josh finds you, that's definitely high recognition, but broadly speaking, military comrce equals poison. Who knows future developnts?"
"We're here."
"Silly daughter, Dad's afraid these small fry can't hold up, forcing you children to step up."
Usually he wouldn't be so emotionally expressive—perhaps due to long-unseen reunion, rarely frank about his greatest worry.
Jin Changfeng followed news tracking Salvation Church developnts throughout—heart-stopping.
Hearing this, usually lively Jin Ruochu was also slightly surprised, smiling as she patted her old father's shoulder: "Aiya, finally not tsundere and sharp-tongued? No worries—I'm the world's luckiest person. Plus there's Dr. Mu. As long as she's here, those re small fry aren't problems."
The pink-haired girl also pulled Hibiscus for promotion.
"Roar!"
Suddenly the Sea Serpent Disaster Beast bound on the ship struggled fiercely again, causing trouble. Spreading an oppressive aura made the military scramble—this guy was spewing poison gas.
Carrying large amounts of infection factors, according to wind direction, it would soon drift into Ningfeng Harbor inland, naturally passing the coastal road where three people stood. If ordinary people encountered it, they might imdiately have skin ulceration.
Two Magical Girls quickly protected Jin Changfeng, but he remained unmoved by infection without any abnormality.
"As you see, general infections don't affect . Jin Ruochu, this is thanks to your mother's research results—she called it blessing, also key to our dicine having so healing effect on infections over years. I plan to show you both."
"Why not ntion it before?"
"First, the innocent bear no guilt but wealth invites trouble. If your organization was still small-scale, forget it. Second, when did you give proper communication opportunities?"
Jin Ruochu smiled sheepishly without responding—father and daughter indeed had fewer common topics.
"So what do you think, Boss Mu?"
"I'm very grateful you're willing to share such important intelligence. I currently need new healing thods for powerful infections."
Hibiscus's mind flashed to Erina's image. As everyone knew, Holy dicine's core function was opposing magical contamination. So her master's crux wasn't hard to guess—should belong to special infection. This didn't conflict with her new dicine developnt goals—why not?
The group rode along from coastal beach environnt to Changfeng Pharmaceutical Group headquarters laboratory.
This circular building was once broken walls from Magical Girl Manjusaka's rampage last ti, now renovated to give dignified, solemn feelings.
Jin Changfeng led to the laboratory's deepest level—empty like warehouse function. Then they reached a huge transparent tank floating a shadowy fairy girl.
"Dad, please don't say she's actually my mom."
The originally serious old father finally couldn't hold it, chopping the landlord's silly daughter with his hand.
"What kind of weird scientist do you think I am? Never mind... in so sense, it is related—this is fairy remnant shell your mother excavated in South Africa. That is, when Catastrophe Disaster Beasts Crimson Tsunami invaded, fairies also helped, like this ti responding to Magical Girl Hyacinth's call. Originally she could research more, but later events you know—too intense magical contamination causes physical decline..."
The two fell silent.
As an outsider, Hibiscus had to break the sad atmosphere first, coughing: "Remnant shell—very accurate term."
"Fairies are pure magical beings without physical death. Falling leaves magical power residual bodies returning to nature—they consider it good."
"It can indeed dispel infections or serve as energy dicine catalyst. Don't mind—human and fairy ethics differ. Don't feel blasphemous. Conversely, remnant shells being utilized is fine for them—this warrior who died from Disaster Beasts would be happy."
Hibiscus pressed her brow and bowed slightly. Father and daughter followed suit.
She'd seen residents do this in fairy town, later confird from netizen intelligence—this etiquette represented soul peace.
World Tree Realm revered ntal power—shells were just clothes. For fairies, souls mattered most.
Changfeng Group using this as dicine catalyst showed high technical skill.
Hibiscus didn't know much about fairies since much information belonged to mid-late content. But having witnessed naturally pure magical beings' power, originally they'd protected human civilization more than once. Previous era archaeological evidence indeed had related worship culture—understandable. Mutual assistance was beautiful, but she felt the fairy remnant shell's energy nature leaned negative...
"Why does Boss Mu know?"
"Dad, you don't understand." Proud Jin Ruochu introduced: "In Island 24 battle, she mistakenly entered fairy town, making friends widely, even getting help when Hidden Island nearly sank. Later in catastrophe battle as you know, Miss Mu could be called diplomat."
Hearing this, Jin Changfeng's mouth twitched, clenching fists—not opinions about Magical Girl Hyacinth, but daughter constantly advertising and praising was hard to maintain composure.
Did world number one's legendary deeds need your supplentation? Your attitude was problematic.
Jin Ruochu looked equally puzzled—what was wrong with introducing excellent business partners? Why did dad look displeased?
"So you called us here for what important matter?"
Hibiscus suppressed increasingly strong gunpowder sll, feeling exhausted by father-daughter constantly misunderstanding each other—truly tiring.
"Perhaps influenced by magical revival, anyway remnant shell output energy increasingly unstable, even mixed with contamination. This causes our dicine to fail continuation—I hope for expert opinions."
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