Jin Luan was anxious about her combat power stagnating, but she kept her expressions and mannerisms under control, not showing it too obviously. She had considered the battle formation issue浣红 brought up.
Seeing she still hadn’t agreed, Huan Hong continued her persuasion.
Huan Hong: “If the two of us can’t form one, we can call Silver Lin. We can form a ranged formation with her.”
Jin Luan: “Does she need you? Does she need me? Her Magic Shield is stronger than ours, her Remote Output Ability is stronger than ours, and her Mana is greater than ours too.”
This was why the Jinyin Hong San Jiemei couldn’t form a battle formation.
Silver Lin had maxed out both her defense and attack. She could hunt down a Cadre-level Demonic Creature all by herself. She didn’t need Jin Luan or Huan Hong at all. Forming any formation was just redundant.
Back when Huan Hong and Jin Luan operated in Yiri City, they didn’t feel this much pressure.
It wasn’t until Silver Lin debuted, punching the Star Summoning Society and stomping on Demonic Creatures, that Jin Luan’s psychological pressure began to rise along with her increasingly dazzling performance.
On one hand, there was the pressure from her little sister Silver. On the other, there was the pressure from increasingly powerful Demonic Creatures.
Jin Luan’s slight loss of composure made Huan Hong silent for a few seconds.
She could empathize with those words. It was just that she’d recently resonated and was immersed in the joy of powering up, forgetting the suffocating feeling of not being able to do anything before.
Even though Huan Hong’s combat power still wasn’t a match for Jin Luan, and might not be for months or even years to come.
But 浣红 was still rapidly improving her strength, using the Resonance state to train herself. There was still progress.
What about Jin Luan? Neither her Magic Power Limit nor her Magic Power Quality had improved, and she couldn’t learn new Magic either.
She didn’t even have any technique that could exceed her limits—like Greenfield’s ability to absorb others’ Mana, creating the theoretical possibility of infinite temporary enhancement.
What did Jin Luan have? Nothing.
That was why she risked her life to train outside the city, licking blood off the edge of a Knife, honing her skills.
“Let me ask you, what were you doing before and after your Resonance? Anything special happen?”
Jin Luan calmed down slightly.
“Nothing special.”
Huan Hong answered casually.
“Think carefully. Think it through before you answer.”
Seeing Jin Luan’s serious expression, Huan Hong couldn’t help but get serious too, trying hard to recall what she’d been doing before the Resonance.
Over the next two days, Song Wuli pulled off a New Flexible Schedule move when he went to work.
How did the schedule work? He woke up at 6 AM to go to work, took a few hours of lunch break, then went back to the Company and worked overtime until 10 PM, sleeping right at the Company.
The time freed up in between was used for personal matters.
Besides going to the Elder Physician for checkups and medication, the rest was spent rushing to help the Bao Huo Charity distribute food.
They’d thought two days would restore daily order, but now it looked like things weren’t that simple.
She’d asked Huang Yi, and the answer he gave was also: things couldn’t recover in the short term. There’d be a difficult stretch of time.
Regarding the food distribution, there was a certain lag.
Those citizens who’d heard the news came from far away—some from the Urban Area, some from the Suburb.
So the numbers on day two and day three were even higher.
Especially since this event had Magical Girl Silver Lin as its招牌, citizens’ skepticism diminished, and more people came confidently to pick up food.
How high was Silver Lin’s prestige right now?
For example, during the midday food distribution, someone suddenly dropped to both knees and kowtowed: “Thank you for your help to us.”
Silver Lin quickly crouched down too, trying to help up this man whose face was wrapped in gauze and still seeping blood.
But the man was strong and sturdy, and the petite Silver Lin couldn’t lift him. She could only kneel on one knee as well.
In this region of the East… in Yiri City, dropping to both knees before someone was a very serious matter. If you added a kowtow on top of that, it was already the highest protocol an ordinary person could offer.
“Without you, forget my family—our Yiri City might have been destroyed long ago.”
The Injured Man looked sincere, saying what everyone else present wanted to say but was too embarrassed to voice.
A single Senior Demonic Entity could potentially destroy a top-tier City. A Cadre-level Demonic Creature could wipe out a city with ease.
Silver Lin had already defeated Cadre-level Demonic Creatures three times.
Not everyone needed to play politics like the Human Alliance, turning a blind eye to the obvious fact that a Magical Girl had saved Yiri City.
There were also people with genuine hearts, like the man before them. Gratitude was gratitude, with no politics mixed in.
The Magical Girl saved Yiri City, so thank her; the Magical Girl distributed supplies here, so thank her too.
It was a simple logic. What the politicians of the Human Alliance couldn’t do, this ordinary citizen of Yiri City did.
Then, something unimaginable unfolded.
Liang Tai’s Live Broadcast Room captured the scene in full clarity. The citizens who’d been collecting relief food all bent over to bow one after another.
The sight of over a thousand people bowing was staggering.
Even Silver Lin, whose heart had grown somewhat cold, was moved to tears. At times like this, trying to hold them back was impossible.
At the hospital, Huan Hong and Jin Luan received their thanks too.
This floor was originally a Special Floor—unknown to outsiders, reserved specifically for Magical Girls.
A Nurse quietly told a familiar friend, and the word spread among friends until half the building knew.
The scene in Liang Tai’s Live Broadcast Room stirred them, and they involuntarily broke through the Secret. The medical staff pulled their friends along and headed upstairs into the Special Floor dedicated to serving the Magical Girls.
Seeing so many people flood in, the Elder Physician and the Nurse were both startled.
They couldn’t stop them at all. All they could do was watch helplessly as the crowd “charged” into Jin Luan and Huan Hong’s Hospital Room.
The Elder Physician had already picked up the phone, ready to call security, when the Nurse grabbed his white coat.
The same scene from outside played out here.
There were no emotional speeches, just a simple bow.
It spread from the hall to the Corridor, and then into the Hospital Room.
First, it gave Jin Luan and Huan Hong a huge fright.
The Elder Physician walked over to maintain order, patting the backs of the young medical staff one by one. But these young people still refused to stop, maintaining the bow for quite a while.
So the Elder Physician walked to the side of their beds, also gave a formal bow, then straightened up and led the applause.
Only then did the other young people straighten up and join in the clapping.
Humanity had given these three Magical Girls the respect and gratitude they deserved.
This gratitude didn’t need the Human Alliance—which represented humanity—to give it. Humanity itself could deliver this thanks to the Magical Girls in the simplest way.
On Silver Lin’s side, the Director of the Bao Huo Charity’s regional branch struggled to help up the man who refused to rise.
“Brother, stop kneeling. If you keep kneeling, Silver Lin can’t get up either. She’s still injured, and she can’t take this from you.”
The Director’s simple joke dissolved the awkwardness and softened the atmosphere.
The man broke into a smile through his tears and finally got up. Silver Lin also stood up, coughing as she did.
Humanity has always been grateful to Magical Girls.