MC Creative Mode: Wholesale Perpetual Motion Machine

Chapter 225 The Unseen Witch

Rumble…

A thunderous roar exploded in the air, then vanished in an instant.

People taking their lunch break looked up blankly, searching for dark clouds in the sky, but all they saw was a clear blue sky.

"The speed is still too fast, we need to slow down." The black afterimage sped through the sky above Mitakihara City like a fighter jet, gradually circling and approaching the center from the edge of the city in a circular trajectory.

The excessive speed created airflow that shattered several pieces of glass along the way, and the boy quickly reduced his speed.

"It's too fast, and the gas consumption is too high. I should use it sparingly. My allowance isn't enough for gas."

This morning, the boy received tens of thousands of yuan in pocket money from Fang Zheng. He planned to go to the gas station to buy gasoline, but even after he turned off his transformation, the gas station staff would not sell gasoline to a little kid. Instead, they threatened to call the police and take him to school for skipping class.

He simply stole some, not much, just enough to fill a large water tank. "But this can't really be called stealing," he muttered to himself. "I left the money on the counter; a stack of cash should be enough, right?"

As he flew, feeling the depletion of his magic power, the boy wondered, "Based on my current level, what level would I be considered? Is it equivalent to Foundation Establishment or Golden Core in novels?"

"If I go all out, even without gasoline or anything like that, I think I could destroy a building in one hit. If all the other magical girls and magical warriors were as strong as me, wouldn't they think I'm taking over their territory and come out to fight me?"

"However, it would be quite interesting to fight." He thought to himself, "Whether they are cultivators or magic warriors, they can't get by without fighting."

The young man looked at the nearly empty gasoline in his storage bag, then glanced at the skyscrapers flashing past below, and thought to himself, "Magic is useful, but using it like this seems a bit wasteful."

"If I had more fuel, without launching any attacks, I could have used the shockwave to wipe out the city below, killing at least several hundred thousand people."

"If you have a lot of explosives or thermite, you can easily cut through the load-bearing columns and collapse a building in a few strokes. It's even easier to kill people."

After suddenly realizing that he possessed such power, the city below seemed insignificant.

Those tiny passersby looked like insects, and the boy felt a sense of disorientation. "Is this the world as seen by cultivators? No wonder so many cultivators in novels don't treat ordinary people as human beings."

"But it seems that if no other magical warriors or magical girls stop me, I could challenge the entire five permanent members of the UN Security Council all by myself, right?"

"Nuclear weapons seem to be useless against me now. If I work harder, I should be able to be faster and more agile than a fighter jet, and when I rest, I can even dive directly into the seabed without needing to breathe."

"Hehe..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but chuckle foolishly, then suddenly realized, "If I can do it, others should be able to do it too. Could all the countries in this world already be ruled by magical warriors and magical girls?"

Just as he was lost in thought, with a whoosh, an apple sliced ​​through the air at an astonishing speed, soaring over a hundred meters from the ground and heading straight for him.

With a sharp look in his eyes, the boy immediately activated his magic. The magic surging from the Soul Gem transformed into a huge, multi-layered parachute structure that unfolded behind him, while simultaneously forming a huge, multi-layered buffer surface in front of him. It was like a sphere that had been cut in half and flipped over, nested layer by layer, with magic as its core support.

At subsonic speeds, the non-streamlined, multi-layered, buffered surface created enormous air resistance. The boy quickly braked in mid-air, grabbed the apple, and landed smoothly on the ground.

Looking at the boy who landed smoothly, a hint of doubt flashed in Sakura Kyoko's eyes: "Didn't this guy just sign a contract with Kyubey yesterday? How come he can fly so fast?"

"Could it be that his wish is to be able to fly at high speed?" Filled with doubt, Sakura Kyoko didn't show it, but her face showed some displeasure. Biting into an apple, she said, "Hey! What are you doing wandering around the city in the middle of the day? Making such a racket, like thunder, it's keeping me from taking a nap!"

"Hey! Red-haired Sakura Kyoko, you're wandering around here too? I was just looking for you guys." The boy greeted her. "Where did that blonde Tomoe Mami go?"

"Red hair? Yellow hair? And street thugs?" Sakura Kyoko's face darkened. "You brat, don't think you can spout nonsense just because you were born yesterday. We're your seniors, so show some respect!"

Although she was a little annoyed, she still replied, "As for Mami Tomoe, she still has to go to school, unlike us who are so free."

"And what do you want from us? We only met you yesterday. Even if you're some kind of magic warrior, we're still competitors. There's nothing to talk about."

She looked the Soul Gem on the boy's square waist up and down, then said, "Could it be... no wonder you can fly so fast? Did you almost run out of magic power in just one day and want to borrow a Seed of Lamentation from us?" "Hmph! Magic power isn't a toy! You didn't play with it all night, did you? Seeds of Lamentation can't be bought with money. If you want one, go find it yourself!" However, despite saying that, she still tossed him the Seed of Lamentation she had obtained yesterday.

This lament has a large capacity and can be used many more times.

"Kid, I'll lend you some magic this time since you're a newbie. But remember, you need to use your magic sparingly, or you won't be so lucky next time."

"Oh?" The young man took the Seed of Lamentation but did not use it. He merely examined it for a moment before tossing it back. "No, that's not it. I should have quite a bit of magic power. I just wanted to ask you a few questions."

"What's the problem?" Sakura Kyoko asked, somewhat surprised.

The boy said, "Didn't I just sign the contract yesterday to become a magic warrior? I remember Kyubey said yesterday that we need to find and kill the witch to get the Lament Seed, which can then be used to restore our magic power."

"But you must have heard it too, right? I cruised at subsonic speeds and toured the entire Mitakihara City, as well as the neighboring Kazamino City."

"I've been patrolling the city from the outskirts to the city center using a spiral flight path, but why can't I find the witch?"

This was strange, because although the boy had only signed a contract to become a magic warrior yesterday, the imagination brought by the novels he had read in his memory still allowed him to figure out how to use magic to enhance his perception.

With the magic greatly enhancing his senses, the boy was able to detect the faint magical aura of a fragment of his transformed clothing as a reference point, even from a distance of at least 300 meters.

Under these circumstances, just to be on the safe side, the young man Fang Zheng had already compressed his sensing range to a circle with a radius of 100 meters centered on himself, and cruised at subsonic speed, thoroughly searching both cities, but found no trace of what appeared to be magic.

"You've conducted a thorough inspection of two cities in just one morning?" Sakura Kyoko's eyes twitched slightly. She suspected the kid was bragging, but considering his flying speed just now, it wasn't impossible.

She just slapped her forehead, sighed, and said, "You... even though you only signed the contract less than two days ago, didn't you know to ask Cupid?"

"Witches aren't something that stay in one place forever, waiting for you to find them. They don't stay in the same place all the time."

"Even if you search the entire city, you just can't find them. You can only sense their presence when they appear."

She stepped forward and pointed at the boy's square soul gem. "A thorough search of the entire city... you really have some ideas, kid. Wasting magic like this, you won't find a single witch by the time you run out of magic. And even if you do find one, you'll be exhausted and killed!"

"understand!"

"Oh, so the witch refreshes at irregular intervals." The boy looked at the fierce face in front of him and stroked his chin. "Well, thanks for reminding me."

"I was thinking of spending more time searching in bigger cities, killing a few dozen witches, and getting a sack of Lament Seeds for later use. If it doesn't refresh regularly, then I'll just have to wait."

"Get a whole sack..." Sakura Kyoko curled her lip. "Ha! Pretty arrogant, huh? You want a whole sack?"

"If you go and try to take over territory, you'll likely end up getting surrounded and attacked by other magical warriors or magical girls."

The young man, Fang Zheng, seemed to be deep in thought: "Territory grabbing? So you guys really do have your own territories."

"So, right now, the leaders of this city are you, Sakura Kyoko, and Tomoe Mami?"

"I'd say that's more or less true." Sakura Kyoko waved her hand. "At least in Mitakihara, it's just the two of us."

"Then let's have a fight first." The young man nodded and drew the greatsword from his back.

"Huh?" Sakura Kyoko paused for a moment, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Heh, so you've come here to fight? Boys really do love fighting."

"Perfect timing, I've been in a bad mood lately, so let me teach you what it means to be a senior!" With a whoosh, the crimson spear sliced ​​through the air, heading straight for the boy.

(End of this chapter)