My wife is a magical girl, how can I be the villain?

Under the blazing afternoon sun, Tang Ming and Hua Lingyou came out of the convenience store, each holding a bottle of iced drink, and sat down on a step, gazing at the factory buildings not far away.

Tang Ming fanned himself to cool off, took a big gulp of his drink, and pointed to the tin-roofed shed:

"Shouldn't the cult be mysterious and gloomy? Why isn't it a heavily fortified bunker in this industrial factory? It's going to crumble at the slightest touch."

Hua Lingyou patted his shoulder earnestly, "The kind you're talking about is not only easy to get caught in, but also ridiculously expensive. What if it happens to be the site of an underground subway project? That would be a disaster..."

"Compared to the imposing buildings of our company and the Anti-Demon Department, this terrifying organization with such a resounding reputation looks rather shabby."

Tang Ming couldn't help but sigh. He had thought it would be a very secure and heavily guarded place. But looking at the workers pushing carts back and forth on the street, he actually felt a sense of admiration for the members of the cult.

"There should be air conditioning installed inside, right?"

"Are you stupid? If I hadn't been pretending, would I have stayed in there all night?" Hua Lingyou lowered her eyelids and said speechlessly, "I spent the whole night in there as Captain Jia without sleeping."

"Thanks to my precious heterogeneous ability, the habits and memories are imitated so perfectly that no one else can tell the difference." Hua Lingyou patted the box next to her with a look of delight. Surprisingly, the metal box moved slightly, which made Tang Ming stare in disbelief.

"So the alien substance isn't some kind of energy substance like magic...? This inanimate thing can understand you?"

Tang Ming felt that he didn't understand the purple armor covering his body at all.

"You're still no better than that... You're only at the husk stage and don't know anything. Once your alien substance acquires enough energy to reach the second stage, you'll truly understand the terror of the void alien substance," Hua Lingyou said confidently.

"I must say, your heterogeneous evolution speed is really fast, you change every day."

Every day, their briefcases are checked at the company's "coordinates." Inside the briefcases, tiny bubbles are maintained, serving as unstable connection points between reality and the void. Threads of extremely fine heterogeneous matter are transmitted through the briefcases and merge with their owners.

This not only ensures that the user can completely conceal their alien aura, but also avoids the negative effects that occur with cults.

Aside from the inability to react immediately in dangerous situations and the "slightly" cumbersome transformation process, there are no other downsides.

In the past two days, while examining Tang Ming's box, Hua Lingyou clearly sensed the speed of his evolution.

"Even if the Voidquake Land absorbed enough alien matter, it was only a few days ago... How can you maintain such a high evolution rate every day? Are you doing 'side jobs' behind my back?" Hua Lingyou asked suspiciously, stroking her chin.

"Most of the aliens in the city aren't from our organization, they're from the cult... Where am I supposed to find freelance work?" Tang Ming felt like he was being evaporated by the heat, his voice weak and listless. "Could you be mistaken?"

"It can't be wrong... but you can't fool me either. This is strange. Your current state is like someone has specially injected pure foreign matter into you. Could it be that the boss has secretly returned?"

Hua Lingyou shook off her random thoughts and pondered, "If nothing unexpected happens, we should reach the second stage, [Breaking the Cocoon], soon."

"So fast?! Does that mean you've learned all of Sister Hua's disguise skills?" Tang Ming was somewhat tempted.

If he could completely disguise himself like a magical girl, it would be much easier for him to do what he wanted.

"Don't get your hopes up too high. All these disguises will fall apart in battle... and the aura of the alien can't be hidden no matter what. You'll get caught by the Anti-Demon Division if you walk out into the street. Don't make me bail you out then!"

Hua Lingyou immediately poured cold water on Tang Ming's expectations, preventing him from having too high hopes.

"Now that you're skilled enough, this play will be much easier. You've memorized the process and the plot, right...?"

Hua Lingyou finished her drink in one gulp, then stomped on it, saying, "Remember to hit hard, but don't hurt me!"

"I'll remember that, Sister Hua!"

"Call him Lingyou!"

"Sister Lingyou!"

……

"Captain Jia! Hello."

Passing through the noisy workers' rest area, I arrived at the entrance of a tavern inside a factory building. It was not open during the day, and only one person was sitting at the entrance enjoying the cool air.

Upon seeing Captain Jia return, the man quickly stood up and greeted him respectfully, "Your talisman..."

"Is it your turn to look? We'll talk down there." Hua Lingyou, disguised as Captain Jia, looked at the gatekeeper with displeasure.

"The local training team... needs to improve its discipline."

Hua Lingyou took the role of a teacher and gave the members of the cult some instructions before patting her behind and going into the tavern.

After the captain from headquarters went in, the gatekeeper cursed and sat back down in his recliner. "What's going on at this religious forum? Letting some unrelated religious group come to our territory, tch!"

Hua Lingyou walked smoothly to the back room. The other scattered people had seen him yesterday, but they weren't familiar with him and just nodded in acknowledgment.

She found a staircase in the back room and went down into the mine, but was stopped at the heavy iron gate.

"Captain Jia, please show your identification badge to verify your identity..."

The guards at the door were noticeably more ruthless, and an undeniable aura of alien energy emanated from the muscles of their arms, clearly indicating that the alien energy was stored within their arms, which they used as a means of attack.

Everyone here is infected with enough heterogeneous material and must stay underground in the mine to avoid official patrols.

Hua Lingyou didn't act arrogantly like he did outside the tavern, relying on his "status". He nodded expressionlessly, took out a copper-colored round piece from his pocket, a metal piece slightly larger than a coin, engraved with the captain's identity.

This is a routine procedure for contact between coaching teams, and no one else knows anything about him.

"Okay...that's fine. Captain Jia, how's your time here?"

After the guard finished his inspection, he looked relaxed and started chatting about everyday things.

"Ugh... what's the point of playing anymore? Our team was wiped out yesterday, we haven't even had time to look for you guys, we've been searching for the hidden members."

Hua Lingyou's face showed a bitter expression, clearly feeling extremely guilty about the near-total loss of her members.

"Uh, sorry, our captain is waiting for you. He should be able to help you."

Hua Lingyou didn't say anything more, waved her hand, and walked through the iron gate.

After walking several dozen steps through the narrow tunnel, the space became much larger. The cult members in several areas were enveloped by the alien substance, and hard crystalline armor kept emerging. Some of the young men cried out in pain on the spot.

Hua Lingyou glanced at those people, who were probably new members. Suitable candidates would undergo special heterogeneous infection, parasitism, and selection to complete their symbiosis with the human body.

If they don't survive, they will die on the spot from the erosion of their life force.

Fortunately, the heterogeneous substance controlled by the cult has become much milder and does not possess the terrifying corrosive power that would occur after activation in combat.

After all, the cult isn't in it to recruit new people to exploit. The more powerful individuals who can be bound and controlled by the heterogeneous entity, the better for the cult.

Hua Lingyou glanced at it disdainfully, without showing it on her face. She had always played the role of the calm and composed Captain Jia, and now she was even deliberately adding a touch of sorrow to her eyes and brows, something that a different kind of self-imitation could not understand.

However, Hua Lingyou felt that this was more vivid...

"Captain Jia, you're here! I was so worried about you!"

Hua Lingyou pushed open the small door, inside was a neat studio, and there was only a young man inside. Upon seeing her, he immediately embraced her warmly.

Hua Lingyou instinctively wanted to dodge the lewd "hands," but then she remembered that she was a "man." Moreover, her body was covered by a layer of alien simulated skin, so she had to suppress her impulse and pretend that the other person was hugging her crystal armor…

The young man hugged him tightly, patted his back, and rubbed his waist.

"Damn it! Stop touching me!" Hua Lingyou shook off the other person's hand, her face showing displeasure.

Is this guy gay...?

"Hehe, I was really a little excited. I've always been a bit clueless about how to conduct myself, please forgive me!" The young captain immediately bowed and apologized repeatedly.

He knew Captain Jia's gaze was questioning his sexual orientation, but he didn't care. The intimate contact just now was only to personally sense Hua Lingyou's strength and the unusual substance within her.

He was relieved after testing him; the other party was indeed not a wizard in disguise. In addition, the young captain was also incredibly amazed by "Captain Jia's" strength.

"Captain Jia... the abnormal energy within you is so strong you can't suppress it anymore, how can you run away like this?"

The young man frowned.

"It's alright. I'll try my best to conceal my aura outside," Hua Lingyou said nonchalantly. Her entire body was composed of alien substances, so how could she possibly hide her aura? It was just a casual excuse.

"Oh? So you've come to my turf to give me a hard time, is that it..." The young man's mercenary expression hardened, and he said in a low voice.