Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 246: Ring Messenger
Since the outbreak of the war, the association, which was originally supported by major chaebols and companies, has lost its financial support, and this huge organization has fallen into trouble.

The association's branches scattered around the world collapsed or dispersed, and only the headquarters can barely maintain its operations.

"But it won't last long."

The one-eyed old man laughed at himself. In his hand, he held a bill that recorded the association's expenses and silently estimated how long the association's headquarters could last.

"The remaining funds can support the association's operation for two months at most. After two months, the association will probably be dissolved."

Just as the association disappeared during the two corporate wars in history.

Every time a corporate war breaks out, the first to suffer is always the association, and all forces will give priority to eliminating this troublemaker.

Having said that, the old man is not worried about his future life.

No matter how old he is, he is still a top superhuman. He has fought against the superhumans of the old era, experienced two corporate wars, and lived for hundreds of years. Even if he retires from the association, he can find his own place.

But not everyone has a way out like him, and those magical girls who were originally the backbone of the association don't have many choices.

They were originally created by the elves as a joke, and were the force pushed to the surface by the chaebols to maintain order. They existed because the chaebols needed them, but now it is different, they are no longer needed.

If that were the case, their fate would have been to be recruited by certain companies as soldiers or related technicians, but not long ago, the elves disappeared collectively and all the contracts they had made became invalid.

These former magical girls all lost their powers and became ordinary people again.

The huge gap dealt a heavy blow to these girls, whose mental cultivation was not very high to begin with. Coupled with the benefits brought by losing their power, some of them even became mentally abnormal.

"We have to find a way to accommodate them."

The old man was not one of those cold-blooded upper class people. His experience of serving in the army and the wars he had experienced had not erased his compassion and kindness.

He began to think about how to deal with these children who had lost their value and were likely to be sent to the battlefield because of their magical affinity and talent.

"Dong dong dong."

A hurried knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He looked up at the door and said, "Come in."

The door was pushed inward and a girl poked her head into the office.

"Via, what's going on?"

"Mr. President, I am here to submit my resignation."

The girl named Weiya put a completed form on the desk and said carefully:

"Mr. President, someone from the Helveys Company came to me and said that they were very optimistic about my talent in magic and hoped that I could join them."

"You know, I have a sick mother and a seven-year-old brother at home, and my father was drafted into the battlefield by the Modern Consortium, so..."

The old man didn't hear clearly what was said next. He stared at the girl's face and fell into a trance for a moment.

He remembered this girl who was once an S-rank magical girl, and he also remembered that she used to have a smile on her face, but now the smile was gone, replaced by gloom and sadness.

"Mr. President, are you listening?" The girl noticed that his pupils were dilated, and waved at him, drawing his attention back.

"Yes, yes." The old man nodded and asked with concern: "Have you really decided? Do you want to work for the Helvetica Company?"

As a person who has been through this, he knows very well what kind of people these companies are like, and he has also heard a little about this Helvetica company.

Including rumors that they were conducting human experiments and kidnapping ignorant magical girls.

"If your family is really in trouble, I can help you solve some of the problems."

"That's not necessary," Weiya forced a smile, "I can handle it myself."

Seeing her resolute look, the old man took note of it in his heart, said nothing, and signed his name on her resignation form. "Thank you, Mr. President." The girl bowed deeply to him, turned around and ran out of the office.

With his excellent dynamic vision, the old man saw the tear marks on the girl's face the moment she turned around, and felt deeply powerless in his heart.

He was certain that the Helvetica Company must have used some means to secretly force Weiya to leave the association.

"So what if they are extraordinary? I can't even deal with the Helvetica Company. I can't do anything."

"You really can't do anything by yourself, but it will be different if you have my help."

Chen Xingzhi walked out from the shadows, and countless lines intertwined to outline his face, a face so thin that it was almost without thickness.

The moment he heard his voice, the old man's expression remained unchanged, and he concealed the turmoil in his heart with calmness and indifference.

His eyes were like those of a hawk, staring at the paper man in front of him, but his hand hidden under the table quietly reached for his weapon.

"Are you Xuanjun?" He remembered this face and asked tentatively.

"You can say that." Chen Xingzhi did not deny it, although he was not using Xuanjun's incarnation now, but a projection that was sent down by controlling gravity.

"This time, I'm here to negotiate terms with you."

"Conditions? What conditions can we negotiate?" The old man followed up his question, still remaining alert in his heart.

Chen Xingzhi controlled his two-dimensional body and moved a short distance, but in the old man's eyes, his movement was like skipping frames. He disappeared from the spot and reappeared nearby a moment later.

This frightened him so much that he almost pulled out his gun and fired a full magazine.

"Don't be nervous. This is my first time using this body, so I'm still a little unskilled."

Chen Xingzhi waved his hand and got back to business: "As far as I know, in recent times, many companies and chaebols have been planning to take action against the association, especially those girls who have lost their power but still have excellent talents. They are very coveted."

"You can't protect them by yourself, unless you have a stronger power."

"You can give me power, but at what cost?"

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and the old man is well aware of this.

What's more, this is Xuanjun, who once dealt a heavy blow to the association. There are rumors that he was the one who instigated the third corporate war.

"Price? I don't need you to give me anything. Rather, accepting my power is the best reward for me."

The paper man gave a meaningful smile. He saw that the old man's heart was shaken, and without hesitation he pushed him to the edge of the cliff again.

"Do you know what the Helvetica Company is planning to do recently? They proposed a 'Primal Magic Complementation Plan', which aims to obtain a perfect Primal Magic Affinity Constitution, but it consumes a little less magic."

Projections appeared in the air. These were all surveillance data stolen by Chen Xingzhi, recording the process of the Helvetica Company's experiment.

When the old man saw what was happening on the projection, he could no longer endure it, and he became so angry that he uncontrollably punched the table and it collapsed.

"How dare they?!"

The projection kept fast-forwarding, and in the frames that flashed by, he even saw a few familiar faces, which made him even more furious.

"Have you thought it through? Become my messenger now, and I will give you the power to rewrite this outcome."

The paper man standing in front of him had changed into another appearance, from a human being into a black shadow with hideous limbs stretching out.

A leg reached out to the old man, but he said nothing and let it touch his forehead.

Instantly, the transformation from human to Circle Messenger began.

(End of this chapter)