Hibiscus put away her curiosity. She'd know when she needed to know anyway—the intelligence she currently possessed was sufficient.
Ding!
A series of system notification sounds indicated that the lengthy exchange just now had produced results. The more suggestions, the more precious they were as reference material. But before she could examine them closely, the comnt section beca even more lively:
【OP speaks too politely. Though it's also for imrsion and character building, I prefer less distant communication from Magical Girl Hyacinth】
【The more we communicate, the more we discover Boss Hibiscus is truly charming】
【I thought she'd accept the proposal to hibernate and hide, but she refused. Thinking carefully, before the catastrophe and Holy Relic civil war, there were conservative suggestions, but Hyacinth chose to face difficulties head-on. Blazing trails over mountains, building bridges over water—that's how she can lead the Salvation Church. Having truly interacted with her, I feel the poster has completed the other side of the big villain BOSS, creating a derivative work that elevates the original】
【I follow updates not just for special effects videos—what truly keeps is Hyacinth's unique positive atmosphere】
【This is what you call charisma】
【No wonder Minase Kaori and Nan Zhiyi fell one by one—truly worthy of you】
【Whenever decisive power is needed, Hyacinth never disappoints. What are difficulties? Highlight monts start from here—this is Ti Priestess's dominance】
【@Hyacinth, actually we've gained quite a bit too, like shares and likes. Speaking practically, many people have actually reposted your work. Did they get authorization? Perhaps you should protect your rights, otherwise you're earning less】
Hibiscus had never actually paid attention to this aspect.
It didn't matter to her—the more it spread, the more likely it was to attract more professionals providing multi-field opinions, like IT developnt.
Revenue?
System rewards were priceless treasures—she was already rolling in profits. Moreover, could they transfer money across worlds? Hibiscus even once suspected the system was related to her magic... In any case, it didn't matter.
The more people the better—revenue was irrelevant. Perhaps she should even thank everyone for helping spread it.
She said frankly: "Thanks for the reminder, but in a sense, mine counts as non-profit derivative work. Everyone's welco to repost or create derivatives—don't worry about money, there's enough to spend. Just focus on the work itself. Hyacinth hopes to receive more valuable opinions."
This reply completely ignited the comnt section's enthusiasm.
【Boss Hibiscus is now worth billions—referring to the balance sheet】
【Not joking around—just from the poster's daily check-ins traveling the world, how could she lack money? Got it, she's a rich lady. Hungry, hungry, food, food】
【I already have nuclear bombs, why would I pay back money? Well, actually when you're as big as a nation, you need to maintain credibility. In comparison, the Church is too alone—borrowing is earning, gained through skill. If you're unhappy, don't play】
【Boss Hibiscus shows great righteousness】
【In a sense, we're collectively creating "Hyacinth Life Simulation," this role-playing ga—a true collective work. Long-ti followers are moved to tears】
【I ca here drawn by reputation. From a non-original-fan perspective, the poster maintains that otherworldly character's innocent feeling while interacting seamlessly with everyone, yet can always show that Magical Girl's fearless spirit at key monts without feeling awkward. Amazing—I call this one of the internet's legendary posts, and she's still outputting high-quality content at high frequency. If it were carefully designed, there wouldn't be this passion—I can only believe in talent】
【OP's stress tolerance is also strong—after all, on the internet, you get people spitting at you even when you do nothing】
【Hyacinth's many words and actions really feel like being separated by a world, but we exchange what we have. This sense of distance is the essence】
【New internet sociology phenonon】
【Take to another world, Hyacinth. Give a Ti Slice】
【Just you? Don't think of escaping Earth Online—sentenced to play until death, hehe】
......Unknowingly, everyone's discussion had wandered far off topic again, seamlessly transitioning from serious tactical planning to crazy s right in front of Hibiscus, mixed with considerable encouragent.
She had indeed experienced the internet era's grand spectacle earlier than anyone on Planet Gaia. Even with system filtering, it was still heaven-defying, greatly expanding her horizons.
Consider it cultivation—maintaining inner peace was important.
Hibiscus roughly scanned the files, feeling nothing was missing, then after a mont's consideration asked today's final question:
"To achieve my goal of reaching the Fallen Zone's depths, I can't avoid high-tier Disaster Beasts, right?"
【Right, because it's actually divided into outer zone, core zone, and deep zone—3 stages. Starting from the core zone, magical power pollution plus different Disaster Beast attribute clashes make even spatial relics unstable, so even the Thousand-Li Viewing Mirror has to sail honestly】
【Do you have to go?】
【Must confirm an important person. In terms of plot characterization, you probably can't recruit her temporarily, but building good relations and making connections is always right】
【Miss Illiterate belongs to the unrestrained type. Moreover, she has events to complete—just establish contact】
【After all we've said, we're not even sure she exists. If she really does, it ans the Fallen Zone dungeon level needs to be raised another stage. @Hyacinth, just go in and take a look. Rember, everyone on the island goes together—where the island is, people are. Though it seems risky, two resident Withering Stage magics will protect you. The only keyword for survival here is: ho field】
【The rest of intelligence verification can wait until you go in】
Hibiscus noted everything and replied:
"Thanks for everyone's tips. As long as Hermit Island enters the Fallen Zone, I'll at least update one post with more details then. Everything as usual—I'll report safety when the ti cos. Wish us smooth sailing."
After cutting communication, she began checking the system notifications from earlier. Sure enough, they corresponded to several suggestions, including but not limited to:
[Suggestion "Conduct Adaptive Training For High-Infection Environnts" Reward: Related Resistance Techniques]
[Suggestion "Train Auxiliary-Type Magic" Reward: Lottery Attempts ×5]
[Suggestion "Use Regalia Training thod To Improve Self-Strength To Glove Position Activation" Reward: 100 Free Attribute Points]
Hibiscus took inventory of current supplies—exchange points and potions were sufficient. As for advancent stones, they were hard to co by, and her own training wasn't lacking. Besides, they should be saved for more critical monts. This could be called abundant, but more importantly, it was a hint for her.
Regalia.
Logically, she'd already reached the realm of hair accessory telekinesis and glove magical power manipulation. Why ntion it? It ca down to insufficient intensity—she needed to match talented individuals like Miyuki who excelled at glove positions. The system's requirents were strict enough.
Before beginning Regalia training, Hibiscus first spent the night organizing the precious intelligence netizens had sent, then transmitted it to Elsa on the other side of the Pacific.
Success depends on heaven, planning depends on people—ti to start planning.
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Hawaii, Fallen Zone Combat Front Command.
After finishing a round of publicity preparations in North Arica, Bull, Sid, Pasha, along with Croft, Josh, Dorothy, and others gathered at the new base. They were quite serious because the grand war targeting the South Pacific was about to begin.
Before troops move, provisions go first. At this mont, Hawaii's morning harbor berths were filled with warships—steel giants standing like a wall, reflecting brilliant sunlight.
The sky rumbled continuously as military transport planes took off and landed one after another, bringing box after box of important supplies.
Hiss!
Cold breath erged from cargo holds—clearly "Dawn Type 2 Special dicine" marked with Five-Color Narcissus Company logos, transported under strict storage from Ningfeng Harbor all the way to front command. Large quantities, affordable, and cheap—truly a flagship product. In many people's minds, it was comparable to penicillin, almost permanently changing human civilization's history against infectious diseases. Now it would accompany the largest army to the battlefield.
Further along the coastline were 200,000-ton super freighters arriving from various shipping routes, gathering the finest resources in Hawaii.
From military caps to boots, from food to dicine, from guns to ammunition... All using the newest and most battle-tested models possible. Details determined success or failure—one ticulous inspection could reduce one death.
Such massive scheduling data was summarized on command center display screens.
Bull stared at them, took a deep breath, and sighed: "This is the first ti I've seen such a large scale."
"Chairman, the military has had several experiences before you—that's why you chose as advisor, isn't it?" Croft answered with a smile.
Only knowledge was irreplaceable.
Even old opponents had to acknowledge this point, so Bull pouted without responding. He wouldn't be confused about major matters—any useful talent was brought over. But expecting him to follow up with flattery was out of the question. The key lay in battlefield conditions.
"General Josh, how's the front situation?"
"We can penetrate at most 200 kiloters into the Fallen Zone, but the infection magical power becos increasingly intense, forcing us to withdraw. We don't know much."
"Can't underwater submarines or high-altitude reconnaissance work either?"
"Right, infectious disease erosion is everywhere. Of course, it'll be better with new special dicine, but we discovered nurous sharp hidden reefs underwater, and the air is filled with flying Disaster Beasts... proving Disaster Beasts are also actively defending against us. A kind of internal ecology, even ruling order, has ford there."
Dorothy nearby added: "This battle could easily evolve into bloody attrition warfare, where however many troops both sides throw in won't make a splash."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the command room looked even more serious, the atmosphere quite oppressive.
Anyone with experience commanding troops detested attrition warfare situations—mutual loss. If it beca this scenario under your command, how would you explain to families of casualties? Opposition would also tily erge to overthrow you.
Troubleso.
They all thought of dispatching Holy Relics, but recklessly sending high-end combat power into such treacherous situations was too risky.
"Everyone, I have good news." Philona, who had just walked in from outside, waved her hand and smiled: "As long as Life Spores are implanted, you can persist longer and gather more intelligence. For example, we've learned that Disaster Beasts are gathering around leaders, while those stronger special species and even higher individuals have no ti—they've been fighting over hunting grounds and territory for years."
Getting excited, she handed a videotape to a communications soldier.
The screen showed mist with lightning and thunder reflecting mountain-sized Disaster Beasts colliding and roaring at each other, blood splattering far enough to stain the cara lens—
Letting them continue would be enough to level an island's surface. The army would face them sooner or later.
Crack!
The image suddenly shook, showing several Disaster Beasts' fierce faces in chaos, finally ending in the perspective of deep ocean depths, where the seabed also harbored countless monsters, their examining gazes like searchlights...
"We paid the price of 5 sacrificed lives to obtain photos including route maps, hydrographic data, etc., but it's still far from enough."
Philona continued: "Currently, we can at most confirm that the New Zealand front's infectious disease magical power barrier is relatively weaker. What specifically exists in the remaining 200 kiloters is completely unknown. We have reason to believe the geological conditions there have changed drastically—after all, powerful Disaster Beasts have been ravaging nature constantly for years."
She looked around—the command room atmosphere grew even more somber.
Rumble!
A sudden tremor interrupted their thoughts, followed by noisy sounds. They exchanged glances before walking to the command center balcony, just in ti to overlook the harbor area:
A reconnaissance ship had practically crashed into the berth, its surface armor completely twisted, bloodstained, even dangling Disaster Beast and human limbs, with fires burning fiercely creating black signal smoke.
People on board were carried to stretchers one by one—not a single soldier could stand.
The logistics repair team was thodically cleaning up the situation, but one could imagine the casualties wouldn't be good.
Josh murmured: "That's the reconnaissance team I sent out—hit another wall. No contact ans the electromagnetic environnt inside is terrible."
Croft said quietly: "Relying solely on ordinary human flesh and blood—no, even fusion warriors can hardly persist long-term. Only those adapted to high-concentration magical power environnts with powerful forces can investigate the situation. Currently suitable are only ancient Holy Relics or the Church—neither has responded. Mr. Bull, how much response did your summons receive?"
"Actually, the Pharaoh is quite willing to participate, but General Josh holds reservations, and the Indian Ocean has gotten busy requiring his presence. That leaves only Pharmacist..."
"My aide went to receive her," Josh interjected.
"We all know Miss Pharmacist's strength—no matter how many enemy tricks, they can't compare to her pure magical power eruption. She's practically a tactical nuclear bomb. But I heard she's been sleeping for over 10 years without waking—her condition is quite concerning."
Bull, who had never stayed in this Eastern theater, was quite unfamiliar and found it hard to trust, but Josh maintained her stance.
What to do?
Command could certainly ignore intelligence and push the army forward, but sufficient intelligence was part of morale. Compromising on military details often led to defeat at the compromise point.
"Report, Chairman." Pasha put down the phone she'd been holding since earlier and said seriously: "The Salvation Church wishes to et with the staff group. They'll convey detailed intelligence about the Fallen Zone—ssages from the Prophet."
Smart people didn't care about Prophet or fortune-teller propaganda, but everyone knew Hyacinth's power. Since that was the case, there was nothing to hesitate about.
Bull nodded: "Then receive them quickly."
Pasha answered: "The Church people say they're heading to Hawaii Island—only 4 hours away."
She'd witnessed the world's number one Magical Girl Organization's capabilities several tis. Though Hawaii was currently heavily guarded with tight security, since the other side had confird ti and location, they could definitely do it.
The negotiation content was still unknown, but negotiations had already begun.
Hearing this, everyone exchanged glances with knowing smiles. All old foxes—what ghost stories? Obviously the Church ca bearing great gifts. Specific benefit exchanges would require brainpower.
"Last ti I went to Glacier Island. This ti they're personally visiting—Lady Hyacinth truly understands equal treatnt." Bull waved his hand: "Everyone get busy, clean up, prepare to welco the South Pacific Army's strongest ally."
With his command, the command base began cleaning up accumulated dust and ssy layouts from recent days.
Broadcasts also announced this matter.
Harbor stationed personnel needed to organize military appearance, maintaining 120% spirit.
Ordinary soldiers were quite surprised by the sudden developnt, following orders while wondering what wind had blown the famous Salvation Church here? After all, in everyone's eyes, this mysterious organization had always seed rather disinterested, acting only when situations were tense and they had no choice. For example, being affected by the Edo virus leak, intervening in Holy Relic civil war due to hardliners' harsh attitude toward Magical Girls... but this ti was different.
Taking initiative ant the situation was critical—an organization led by a prophet believed advance planning and even uniting various forces was necessary? This was hard to call good news.
What they could think of, high command naturally knew as well.
However, for rcenary and military leadership, skill emboldened them. They'd also experienced Prophecy Books' ominous hints—would they give up due to fear? Rather, the more dangerous it was, the more serious the consequences of avoiding it. Humanity now had no choice but to fight the Fallen Zone Disaster Beasts.
4 hours later.
During this period, the front base launched several waves of carrier-based aircraft reconnaissance, including anti-submarine aircraft, submarines, electronic reconnaissance ships, satellite monitoring, and other ans, photographing their surroundings thoroughly with no results.
Strange—with the promised 4 hours, shouldn't there be so sign? How was there no movent the entire ti? Just a few minutes left.
Several people waiting at the dock exchanged glances with questioning expressions. They knew Pasha well—this colleague wouldn't bring false news, but the Church might not be reliable.
Croft raised an eyebrow slightly, murmuring: "Could they be standing us up?"
"Let's wait—it's not ti yet."
Though Bull offered this comfort, his heart was full of doubt. Looking around at surrounding soldiers and officers, all equally puzzled—they'd searched Hawaii's surroundings thoroughly without any signs. How could they say they were arriving? Were their reconnaissance techniques that poor?
Whoosh!
Suddenly, clouds appeared from nowhere around the island's periter, too thick for sea wind to disperse, revealing the outline of a tropical island within.
It was like a super ark slowly approaching, accompanied by fierce wind roaring, giant waves hitting shores, beaches crashing like drums, the island's peaks pressing forward oppressively.
Such a massive presence entering the military harbor area caused trendous waves, even making 100,000-ton displacent aircraft carriers sway—small compared to great. At this mont, many soldiers couldn't help but stare in amazent. Finally eting face-to-face—the projectile that had physically slapped catastrophic Disaster Beasts in front of the whole world, an aerial island colliding with Aurora, this scene was etched in civilization's history. Today the main character appeared.
A golden dragon shuttled through the clouds, roaming the air like a faithful guard.
Under its low growl's scolding, several aircraft obediently landed.
Imperial Flower was renowned within the military, having made quite a na with her 1-vs-7 record, suppressing most of the Relic Treasury throughout the battle with impeccable combat competence—she should be the Church's first military officer role.
Besides her, unicorn and behemoth shadows flickered in the sea of clouds—familiar faces with records, their auras stronger than before.
The clouds connected to the dock.
Elsa was first to walk out, casually checking her ladies' watch and smiling: "Chairman, the Church is always punctual."
"Welco everyone. Command headquarters is honored by your presence today."
Bull appeared enthusiastic, as if the recent incident of leaving the other side hanging didn't exist at all. The Church had also left him hanging—both sides were even, cooperation continued.
Following closely were Minase Kaori and Anri Sakagami, plus the Ruan sisters. Both sides had previously exchanged with rcenary companies, serving as communication bridges—obviously the personnel selection was carefully considered.
Seeing this, Pasha and Sid also waved greetings, making Croft sowhat envious.
The military had never established connections, lacking their own communication channels—ultimately too slow to react to the new era.
Next ca Magical Girl Dandelion, slightly thin and frail in temperant but not lacking authority. This one was as wary and distant as always. In comparison, Manjusaka looked like a curious baby, shading her eyes to observe. Don't look at her naive surface—her ability information remained extrely limited, suspected causality-type. What was certain was they belonged to managent positions, Hyacinth's right and left arms.
"Long ti no see."
A pair of black knee-high military boots stepped onto the shore, revealing the visitor's full appearance: silver long hair tied in a single ponytail, military uniform plus red vest, capable and dashing with heroic spirit. Regalia couldn't change the soul—those eyes projected wisdom, authority, and steadiness that captivated hearts.
Church Leader Hyacinth—an absolutely unforgettable page in history's chapters.
Bull answered: "You look well, Your Excellency. Many people here are eting you for the first ti—they're learning what bearing the great figure who opened the magic age possesses."
"No need for introductions. Everyone here is renowned—I've heard of you long ago. Indeed, your reputations are well-deserved."
Hibiscus, with the strongest perception present, imdiately noticed the massive magical power within General Croft's body and the precisely controlled Knowledge Poison—at least Holy Relic level, possibly even superior. The old blade remained sharp.
Josh had progressed further, unfamiliar face Dorothy was also capable, exchanging glances with the Ruan sisters without yielding.
"Let's go to the conference room."
After routine pleasantries, Bull actively welcod several people into the command building.
Elite troops left outside faced off with Hermit Island, the opposite shore also having many Magical Girls and vaguely weapon position-like arrangents.
They had no doubt both sides were wary of each other. Adding the golden dragon that drove away aircraft with strict air defense, people worried whether negotiations would go smoothly. If both sides had disputes, full-scale fighting wasn't impossible, but considering both armies held nuclear weapons, that was enough to calm everyone down.
For base soldiers, they just hoped for quick resolution—otherwise, having a massive presence hovering overhead continuously was truly exhausting.
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