She was being hunted down, so she became a magical girl.

Here's the thing.

Last night, Xu Ting, Luo Ruowei, and Yan Yuling played cards until 1 a.m.

Actually, I didn't plan to play for this long at first.

But Luo Ruowei, blinded by her loss, refused to let Xu Ting, the winner, leave the table, which is why the game dragged on until that point in time.

Helpless, Xu Ting had no choice but to let Luo Ruowei win big in the last round, thus ending the long game.

But as Luo Ruowei lay in bed reviewing the events, the more she thought about it, the more something seemed off.

She felt that Xu Ting was going easy on her, so she barged into Xu Ting's bedroom in her pajamas, wanting an explanation from him.

Then she saw Xu Ting, who had taken off her maid outfit and was only wearing a thin shirt.

Luo Ruowei was stunned.

After a while, she finally spoke:

"You're wearing Yu Ling's clothes... don't you feel uncomfortable with the tightness in your chest?"

The next day, Luo Ruowei reported to the acting store manager on "the issue of employees' clothing styles not matching the requirements".

The final result is as follows: Luo Ruowei took Xu Ting to the shopping center to buy him clothes that fit.

The store will reimburse the expenses.

And today is paid leave.

Guns are prohibited inside the shopping mall, so Xu Ting and his companion stored their guns at the entrance and began to stroll around.

Xu Ting thought that buying clothes wouldn't take much time.

But the final result was beyond her expectations.

They shopped all day.

We set off at nine in the morning, and it's already five in the afternoon.

If it weren't for the fact that gangsters would randomly select lucky passersby to shoot at night, Xu Ting suspected that Luo Ruowei wouldn't stop wandering around until 10 p.m.

"Shouldn't we head back to the shop?"

Xu Ting reminded him.

Luo Ruowei let out a long sigh of relief, still feeling a bit unsatisfied.

"It's getting dark indeed."

She looked at her hands full of shopping bags and said regretfully:

"It's a pity I only bought these clothes today; I didn't get much of a bargain."

Didn't you get much?

Xu Ting felt as if he had entered a world where "the world's knowledge of numbers has expanded a hundredfold, but my own remains unchanged."

Can you really call these dozens of bags "not many"?

"Will the store manager really agree to reimburse me for that much?"

Xu Ting asked doubtfully.

"Why don't you agree? If she doesn't agree, I'll make a scene in front of the boss!"

If she weren't carrying bags in both hands, Luo Ruowei would definitely have patted her chest to increase her persuasiveness.

"Although the boss pays a low salary, he's never stingy when it comes to reimbursement."

"and--"

Luo Ruowei's face suddenly turned pale.

She held up the bag to cover her face and whispered to Xu Ting, "Let's go."

Xu Ting followed Luo Ruowei's gaze.

A middle-aged woman who looked quite similar to Luo Ruowei was walking straight toward them.

He was small in stature, over fifty years old, did not demonstrate tactical skills, and posed no threat.

This woman is not a dangerous person like a gangster.

The reason why Luo Ruowei was avoiding her was...

"Ruowei, is that you?"

Luo Ruowei's attempt to cover it up was completely ineffective; the middle-aged woman recognized her immediately.

"Where have you been these past two years? Your dad, brother, sister, and I are all very worried about you."

Luo Ruowei put down the shopping bag with a complicated expression, and spoke with mixed emotions:

"Mother."

The middle-aged woman stepped forward and grabbed Luo Ruowei's wrist, forcefully commanding:

"Come with me, we'll talk about what's happened these past few years when we get home."

Luo Ruowei threw down her shopping bag and pried open the middle-aged woman's hand.

"I'm not going back."

"Luo Ruowei, what do you want? I'm your mother!"

The middle-aged woman's eyes were wide open, and a large "川" character was twisted on her forehead.

"I gave birth to you and raised you, and you don't even want to acknowledge me as your mother? Shameless thing."

Luo Ruowei was panting heavily, displaying a toughness that Xu Ting had never seen before.

She shoved her aggressive birth mother away and roared at her:

"Yes, I just don't recognize you anymore!"

The middle-aged woman stumbled, and Luo Ruowei seized the opportunity to pick up the shopping bag from the ground and run away.

Luo Ruowei ran very fast, and Xu Ting could easily catch up with her, but the middle-aged women couldn't catch up with them at all.

In the end, only words mixed with resentment and pleading caught up with Luo Ruowei's pace against the wind.

"Ruowei, come back soon! I've found you a marriage partner. You'll definitely have a good life when you come back!"

Luo Ruowei's pace did not slow down; on the contrary, it became even faster.

She only stopped walking after the two escaped from the shopping mall and retrieved the gun.

"What happened just now... the reasons behind it are very complicated."

Luo Ruowei looked at Xu Ting apologetically.

"Your mother is a prophet of Doomsday cult?"

Xu Ting said.

Luo Ruowei's eyes widened like saucers: "How did you know?"

"I saw the tattoo on her wrist," Xu Ting explained.

"Either she was involved in gangs when she was young, or she believed in some evil religion. I can't think of a third reason."

The Doomsday Cult is the biggest scourge in the Lower City, besides gangs and giant corporations.

It is not a unified religion, but a collective term for all cults that "believe in the existence of a divine will behind the end times".

Their birth was an inevitable outcome of this era.

After the apocalypse, ferocious and terrifying monsters occupied most of the Earth, turning former cities into wastelands.

The survivors could only cower in giant city-states like the City of Her, enduring endless suffering.

People cannot accept that they are suffering for no reason; they must find a source for their suffering.

The followers of the Doomsday Cult have found their source to be "God".

God brought down the end times, God spread suffering, all the torments of the world are God's tempering of mortals, a baptism before the attainment of happiness.

The Doomsday Cult wields immense power, with some factions even capable of controlling the political sphere and influencing major corporations.

"What religion does your mother believe in?" Xu Ting asked.

If it were one of those major religious sects, it would be troublesome.

"To impart etiquette and manners," Luo Ruowei replied.

A name I've never heard of before.

"My family doesn't believe in any major religion, just a small, ordinary cult."

"But precisely because it's not well-known, the police don't bother with it..."

Luo Ruowei shook her head and didn't continue the conversation.

"Let's go back to the shop. I have nothing to do with that family anymore. What they do is none of my business."

Xu Ting remained silent.

In her experience, people can get rid of the past temporarily, but once the past catches up with you, it's not so easy to get rid of it again.

"I'm still wearing the adorable maid cafe uniform, your mom might come looking for me."

Xu Ting reminded him.

Luo Ruowei paused.

She stood with her back to Xu Ting, the dim sunlight filtering through the gaps between the buildings and casting a deep, dark shadow on her.

"Let them come."

Luo Ruowei spoke with firm words, but her tone was weaker than ever before.

"The boss will handle this."

"We'll handle this."

She repeated herself as if in self-hypnosis.

......

She disappeared the next day.