Apocalypse, then transforming into a magical girl

Chapter 175 My heart burns, but my lungs are ice-cold.

"Sister, I want to go and see Xinmao."

The lion let his sister wipe his wet, flaxen hair. When it was almost dry, the lion heard her voice coming from behind him.

The voice seemed devoid of emotion, yet the lion could detect the hope within it.

"I told them I would go back and take another look," the wolf said.

"Okay, sure. You can go if you want."

The lion simply responded lazily, barely giving it a second thought.

Reason for refusal? There isn't one. This child still needs to be let out into the wild and see the world.

If they're always around me, what if their personality starts to become like mine? That would be troublesome—no, wait, maybe they've already started to act a little strange because of me? Oh well, whatever.

Moreover, judging from her tone, she seemed quite fond of the friends she had made in the Xinmao year.

Lion narrowed his eyes, mentally reviewing the information his sister had brought back.

The fact that they were able to survive in such a low-lying place as Xinmao City shows that the magical girls and survivors there are not to be underestimated, so it should still be safe there.

Although the last time I saw Shrike, she really was just a nobody magical girl.

However, it's normal for magical girls to suddenly become stronger; there's nothing strange about it.

She wasn't too worried about her sister's safety. She knew how strong the wolf was.

Although I'm not as good as I used to be, I'm more than capable of dealing with these monsters now.

only----

The lion's thoughts took a turn, and he began to consider more practical issues.

With my sister gone, won't I, a disabled person, have to personally handle all the big and small troubles in Longshan again?

Even worse, I also have to do all the tedious housework myself, such as shredding potatoes, washing clothes, and cleaning.

The thought of this made her feel extremely troubled, incredibly troubled.

No, we can't just let her go so easily.

How about we squeeze out as much of her remaining value as possible before letting her go? Yes, that's what we should do.

"By the way, little sister," Lion asked casually, "did you encounter any problems during today's patrol in the Dragon Mountain area?"

First, try to get some information out of them to see if there are any trivial or troublesome issues.

If there is any, I'll just toss it to my sister to take care of it.

If not—then I can sleep soundly for two or three days without feeling guilty, and wait for her to come back. Perfect.

The wolf stopped what it was doing, seemingly trying to recall something.

"Sister, there shouldn't be any problems."

She began to recount what she had seen and heard.

Everything is normal at the base; there are absolutely no problems.

Of the four structures on the mountainside that served as "barbicans," three connected to the open field. These three faced relatively little threat from monsters, and the survivors encountered no problems.

Furthermore, the wolf also helped scout out the area near the barbican and cleared out some monsters.

"Oh, so what about that place near the city? You mean that place full of D-level personnel?"

Those were prisoners she had casually rescued from the jail. Since then, she had treated them as Class D personnel, placing them in the most dangerous places to guard the gates, and hadn't paid them much attention.

However, to ensure safety, Lion simply set up another team of volunteers in that location adjacent to the outpost. Anyone who dared to run in would be killed without mercy, and their usual meals were all replaced with small algae.

In that case, they probably won't be able to resist, right?

She planned to wait until things really got out of hand before launching a lightning-fast crackdown.

In this way, you can also enhance your own image and sophistication.

The wolf thought for a moment and replied, "Those prisoners seem to be fine."

"They all work very hard."

"Exactly, the way they looked at me, they really didn't like me."

"Oh, that's normal," Lion said. However, ignoring this, the fact that this group was so well-behaved was unexpected.

"Oh, right."

"I saw a woman with a somewhat long face walking with a bald man with tattoos, installing barbed wire near a red house."

"Huh? There's no need to install barbed wire there. Isn't there already a layer if we go a little further in?" the wolf asked, puzzled.

Then, after thinking about it, she found even more problems.

"Wait, little sister, which two people did you say?"

After the wolf described the two people's appearances, the lion began to think.

Not right.

"etc."

"Um?"

"It looks like something's about to go wrong." Lion laughed happily and ruffled her hair.

The wolf looked at her in confusion, not understanding how his sister had come to this conclusion.

"Those two people never hang out together normally."

"To make management easier, I divided them into two teams, Team One and Team Two. Those two people weren't even on the same team at all."

"Moreover, the place where they installed the barbed wire is close to the territory of the second team."

"So, it was the woman from Team One who took the initiative to win over the man from Team Two."

The wolf nodded, as if it understood.

"So that's how it is."

No way, she definitely didn't understand. Lion knows it perfectly well.

The child probably only understood the fact that "the women in the first team ran to the second team to find the man," but as for what this meant behind the scenes, she was probably still completely confused.

Okay, let's explain it in a more straightforward way.

"Because that guy is an idiot."

"Sister, you can't swear."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

The lion offered a half-hearted apology, then abruptly changed the subject.

"However, I'm telling the truth."

"Although I've only met them once, I know exactly what kind of people they are."

"Take that bald, tattooed guy for example. His intelligence level is probably only that of a seven or eight-year-old child."

"Besides, that woman looks extremely cunning and malicious—that's just my intuition, it means things are going to get complicated. Just trust my physiognomy skills!"

She paused, then connected the two key points.

"A vicious woman going to find an idiot in the next line—what good intentions could she possibly have?"

"That's why my sister thinks they're abnormal."

"So, you just stay home and wait for your sister for a while~"

"Wait until your older sister goes over there to check on things, then you can go out and play~"

"Okay, I'm not in a hurry." The wolf nodded.

Seeing how obedient his younger sister was, Lion revealed a knowing smile.

If anything really troublesome happens, I immediately run back and ask my little sister to take care of it.

Once she has finished dealing with the matter, we will let her go to Xinmao.

In this way, there won't be any trouble when I'm alone.

She jumped off the chair with satisfaction, hopped around, opened the wardrobe, and began rummaging through her clothes for going out.

It's not a formal occasion anyway, so there's no need to dress too formally.

She casually pulled out a loose coat and a pair of baggy shorts, ready to just leave like that.

However, she still chose the sporty prosthetic leg.

The so-called business style is actually the most traditional and leg-like style, while this sporty style is the kind often used by track and field athletes, with a huge C-shaped curve.

"—Sister, do you need my help?"

"Huh? Oh, no, no need."

"Sister, why don't you rest at home for a while? You must be tired too."

Then, a wicked smile appeared on her lips, she said goodbye, casually put on her raincoat, and left the villa.

After all, there are some situations that are not suitable to be shown in front of one's younger sister, so it's better to handle them on one's own.

It's been a long time since I've been able to stretch my muscles.

The base of the second team of D-level personnel.

Calling it a stronghold is an understatement; it's more like an enlarged prison, except without guards, offering a bit more freedom.

The freedom to snatch cigarette butts.

Yan Hong leaned against the corner of the wall, speechless as he watched the farcical and absurd spectacle unfold before him.

"That cigarette butt is mine!"

"Bullshit! Give it to me or I'll stab you to death—ah—!"

A hapless man was twitching on the ground, clutching his butt, when another short man snatched the cigarette butt from his hand.

He seemed very excited, completely oblivious to what his fingers, which had just been used to inflict the Thousand Years of Kill, had touched.

"This is fucking boring." Yan Hong spat inwardly.

Just as the short man was about to take out his lighter to enjoy the remaining long cigarette butt, his expression froze instantly.

"Who! Who stole my lighter?!"

He roared angrily.

"It's your father!"

A man next to him kicked him to the ground, stepped on his wrist, and snatched the precious cigarette butt away.

Subsequently, a new round of chaotic fighting broke out.

Yan Hong sighed. These are hopeless idiots.

Just then, a woman's voice came from the side. Her tone was light and airy, and quite sarcastic.

"Huh? Why did they start fighting?"

Yan Hong didn't even bother to turn his head, and snorted impatiently.

"Are you fucking blind? Can't you see they're fighting over cigarette butts?"

"Pfft—" The woman laughed out loud.

"A cigarette butt? Why are you stealing a cigarette butt?"

"It's because they fucking ran out of cigarettes!"

Yan Hong replied irritably that talking to this woman was a complete waste of breath.

"These guys are all heavy smokers. After being locked up for so long, their mouths must be completely tasteless."

"Oh, I see. They fought over this?"

Yan Hong seemed to have been completely unleashed by this stupid remark, and all his resentment burst forth.

"Damn it, I should have just died in jail!"

"That beastly crippled woman is just using her inhuman sister to bully others."

"Forget about having fun, even his mother eats that shit-like stuff!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

The woman paused for a moment, then replied.

Yan Hong ignored her, and continued to vent his dissatisfaction by pointing at the chaotic crowd.

"Besides, hardly any of these guys are mentally sound!"

"Think about it, how many good people are locked up in this place?"

His finger finally landed on the burly man who looked like a mad dog.

"See that idiot with the tattoo on his head?"

"That was a miner who went crazy from skating, I think his name was Kong An. Apparently, he got arrested for killing someone while high on drugs, and he was about to be executed."

"Huh? But that guy seems pretty naturally stupid."

The woman's voice rang out again.

"And his pectoral muscles are almost as big as the fat guy's butt next to him, he doesn't look like he's on drugs at all."

"You don't know anything!"

Yan Hong was too lazy to explain to her anymore.

I'm not some kind of criminal investigation expert; I was just saying it casually. Why does this woman talk so much nonsense?

"And that long-faced woman standing to one side—" the woman next to her asked again.

"Oh, that beast's name is Cao Hua, she's been on TV."

Yan Hong's tone was full of disdain.

"She came in after her husband and son were burned to death by arson. Stay away from her."

"They don't all sound like good people. I'd like to kill them all. What about you?"

"Sigh—I'm different from them!"

Yan Hong immediately defended himself.

"I'm just a tech guy, building a platform to help people promote their products—but then something happened on Google's end, and I got dragged into it too—"

"Oh? I see."

The woman's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"To be honest, you're not much better than them."

"You think you're any better than me, having even managed to get to this place?"

Yan Hong was completely enraged and abruptly turned his head away.

For a woman to speak like that in a place where fists are the primary means of communication, she's practically asking for trouble.

He didn't intend to fight; he just wanted to give this arrogant guy a good warning with his eyes.

Then, he saw it.

He saw a face he never expected to see here.

A frizzy, flaxen-colored head of hair, loose-fitting sportswear, a prosthetic limb, and—that face that was clearly smiling, yet with veins bulging out.

"You? It's you?!"

Yan Hong pointed at the newcomer and exclaimed in surprise.

Is it "Lion"? The leggy woman who ordered them to call her "Lion"?

His mind went completely blank. How could she be here?

No, no, no, more importantly, I chatted with her for a long time, so why didn't I recognize her at all?

When did she get close to him? And how did she do it?

Yan Hong's scream instantly calmed the chaos in the room.

All the guys who were grabbing cigarette butts stopped what they were doing and turned their attention to this place.

Then, everyone's mouths, just like his, opened wide uncontrollably.

Was it that woman? Did she come alone?

After a few seconds of deathly silence, the prisoners began to look around.

Once they confirmed that the woman wasn't accompanied by her monstrous sister, everyone's eyes gradually turned malicious.

Some people have even brazenly pulled out weapons from their pockets.

Yan Hong composed himself, suppressing his astonishment, and tentatively spoke.

"Where is your sister?!"

"He didn't come," the lion replied casually.

Yan Hong found it both laughable and pathetic. This woman had actually come all alone. Didn't she know she was walking into a trap?

It seems he's the kind of fool who's lived in a rule-based environment for a long time and is used to being protected by those rules.

In this chaotic place where might makes right, it's naive to think that everyone has to follow the rules.

However, there is still room for maneuver.

Yan Hong's mind raced.

He could let those idiots scare her first, and then when she was about to give up, he could step in and say a few nice words to save her.

These brainless prisoners can be easily fooled by a few words.

As long as you don't kill her, this woman still has other uses.

However, before the prisoners could prepare to pounce, the lion chuckled softly.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, she slowly raised her middle finger and spoke softly in a sweet and melodious voice.

"Haha, you idiot."

"If you have nothing to smoke, why don't you pluck a few hairs from your own testicles and roll a cigarette?"

Yan Hong's mouth dropped open.

Damn it, this woman is insane.