Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

　"Actually, we already knew it was you who was in charge of illegally discharging nuclear wastewater, but I didn't stop you... After all, it's a good thing not to leak nuclear wastewater."

　As she said this, Miss Lin smiled, revealing her beautiful iridescent eyes: "Fate doesn't really care whether nuclear wastewater is leaked or not."

　"We just need to hunt down the marine creatures that were supposed to die anyway... They would have died slowly from fate anyway."

　“But if I take action, Moira will give us credit for it… well, it’s like voluntarily working overtime to fix bugs that don’t affect the program’s operation.”

　Cong Yu didn't know what to say to Lin, who was walking with her through the Romanian landscape.

　The other party was indeed very honest.

　"Yes, I'm very grateful that you can tell me all this."

　Cong Yu said this, struggling to organize her thoughts, and looked at Lin with emotion: "But you wiped out the whole of Mexico, and too many innocent people died... I can't accept it."

　If it were the old Cong Yu, she definitely wouldn't care. Well... and it doesn't really matter now either, since the dead are just numbers.

　As long as he doesn't witness the tragedy firsthand, he can treat it as something insignificant.

　But Carlos Mario cares a lot about it.

　As Carlos's friend, Cong Yu had to act accordingly, especially since Carlos himself almost died because of it. If it weren't for Lin, Cong Yu would have crippled that Moirai follower on the spot.

　The problem is... Miss Lin is also an acquaintance.

　Although they didn't formally become friends, she still managed to save Hong.

　Compared to Carlos Mario, Red is probably more important.

　But to say that Miss Lin's merits and demerits can offset each other is not the case...

　Oh no, it's bugged.

　Cong Yu now feels just like Tiandao, who watched Bai Cinan kill the lion. He should have been a great white shark, but his mentality can only be that of a little goldfish.

　In the past, Cong Yu might have already unleashed his Heavenly Martial Killing Path upon Miss Lin, but now…

　Well, he had to admit it; his personality had softened considerably since he met Yaochuan Guang.

　As for Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin shrugged and said, "There's nothing I can do about it, it's just that... the trolley problem."

　Trolley problem.

　Imagine five people are tied to one trolley track and one person is tied to another track, and then an out-of-control trolley speeds by.

　You pass by here, and there happens to be a lever nearby. You can push the lever to make the tram move onto another track.

　In other words, you intentionally kill one person to save five others.

　You can do nothing and watch five people die, or deliberately kill one person who didn't need to die, to save the other five.

　It's worth mentioning that Cong Yu is, in theory, the kind of person who would say, "Oh, what's it to me? I'm leaving."

　But if he's in a good mood, he wouldn't mind kicking the tram away.

　I'll save them! I'll do everything in my power to save them!

　Without this kind of "clown act" and with strangers on both sides, there would be no way they would "sit and watch five people die".

　Even if he watched a million people die, it would have nothing to do with Cong Yu.

　But what if someone Cong Yu knows is kidnapped on one side... well, using Yao Chuan Guang or something like that as an example is obviously inappropriate, let's use that wild serpent instead.

　Although we've barely met.

　(Nobuta: ???)

　So, Congyu saved the wild serpent.

　But... something's not right.

　Ms. Lin's example is incorrect.

　"Why the trolley problem? You're probably referring to the trolley problem as I understand it... I didn't see your choice."

　As she said this, Cong Yu corrected the other party's statement: "What you're doing is actually more like forcibly binding someone to the railway tracks and crushing them to death."

　I didn't see you saving anyone.

　"Ah, this brings us to the perks that Moirai gave us."

　As she spoke, Ms. Lin, a sober believer in the new era, called out God's name and talked about things like "probability" and "fate".

　Although it's complicated, it's explained fairly clearly.

　Therefore, it seems that being a fortune teller is probably a liberal arts major...

　After all, you need to have a silver tongue to swindle money; poor language skills are a no-no.

　"So that's it. One side is the parents who are destined to die, but after escaping their inevitable fate, they will be unexpectedly hunted down. The other side is a passerby who was originally destined to die, but for some reason survived... This is the trolley problem."

　Cong Yu said this, marveling at the other person's "I don't know why," because... no matter how you look at it, it's because of her existence.

　"Yeah, I don't think of myself as a good person, but I have to save my family and my sect... um, boss."

　As Ms. Lin spoke, she rubbed her hands together like a fly, her face full of smiles: "After I resign from my job here, can I come work for you?"

　tsk...

　hateful.

　Cong Yu wanted to beat up Miss Lin, or even kill her on the spot, to avenge the innocent Mexicans...

　But thinking about it carefully, I should have told Carlos about this.

　Cong Yu wasn't familiar with the Mexicans either.

　Moreover, as the saying goes, you can't hit someone who's smiling at you.

　Although it wasn't exactly a rule, Miss Lin was so kind, reminding him about Hong's situation so he could save her, and even cleaning up his messes a few times (though it wasn't really necessary)...

　Cong Yu wasn't really angry.

　Although it might seem a bit strange for him to say it himself, Miss Lin respects him so much... it's hard for him to bring himself to hit her.

　"Sigh, never mind... To be honest, do you remember my friend? The one who came to your shop for advice before."

　With that, Cong Yu said "Never mind," overturning her original plan and directly asking about the main purpose.

　In response to Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin blinked and said, "Hmm, did she escape her inevitable death?"

　"It took me a lot of luck to remind you back then... If you hadn't been able to save them, we would have been at a disadvantage."

　"..." They actually said "we"...

　As expected of a Chinese magical girl, she seems to have been deeply influenced by workplace culture... She really knows how to make people feel at ease with her words.

　"She was rescued, but she was hunted by fate. However, because she is a magical girl, she has never died."

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin paused, realizing something: "So you want your friend to avoid being hunted down?"

　As she said this, after seeing Cong Yu nod, Miss Lin immediately smiled and said, "That's easy. You can join us... and correct your fate with us. That way, you can get a chance to help your friend."

　Before becoming my future boss, come and be my subordinate first!

　"..." Cong Yu: "..."

　Cong Yu: "Hiss... Six!"

　Chapter 406 The Mastermind's Conspiracy

　It's outrageous, it's outrageous!

　Cong Yu originally came to settle scores with Mo Yilai, intending to confront him and see what fate was up to!

　A look at the results...

　First, he encountered an acquaintance who was a messenger of the god Moirai, and then he was invited to join the team to help the god.

　Why are you guys recruiting people?!

　In other words, there's no benefit to recruiting people. If there were, wouldn't this just be a pyramid scheme... cough cough, well... you know!

　"..."

　"Those who need to help God bring their fate back on track will have the benefit of being able to obtain the qualification to correct their fate according to a certain proportion."

　Cong Yu said this, then covered her face with a slight sigh: "Wait a minute, is there any other way to help stop fate from chasing us?"

　After all, it's hard to keep up with Hong's current condition. He basically can't go out, and he's prone to fainting from time to time due to accidents.

　"Ah, I don't know either... Never mind, let me take a look for you. I remember your friend's birth date and time. What's their name?"

　As Lin said this, he covered his eyes with his hand, and then received the name "Hongxiawuhong" from Cong Yu.

　“Okay, wait a moment, let me help you look... After I became Moirai’s divine messenger, fortune telling has become much simpler.”

　As she spoke, a red light flickered in her eyes, and she successfully caught the thread of fate of Nijishita Kou: "Let me see... her original fate..."

　"To die on the night of XXXX year X month X day, changing such a fate requires a probability of 0.04. Since I had already prepaid the approximate inquiry fee last time, Moirai gave me a discount, so it only costs 0.03."

　Cong Yu was unsure what level 0.04 represented.

　Seeing Cong Yu's puzzled expression, Miss Lin hesitated for a moment, then smiled and patted Cong Yu's shoulder: "How about this, I'll pay for you... but this is the only time it'll be free—"

　After all, she also had people she cared about, and many of her fellow villagers in the organization wanted to unite and accumulate points to prevent a major earthquake in Sichuan.

　If the accuracy rate weren't too low, she would also like to get involved.

　Cong Yu: "..."

　"alright."

　Having received this reply, Ms. Lin extended her hand, clad in a peculiar glove, and with an inexplicable trajectory and a bewildering posture, connected with and severed something in mid-air.

　"OK, that's it. Moirai is quite efficient. Once the money arrives, she'll immediately help your friend change his fate."

　That god was quite efficient.

　Thinking this, Cong Yu sent a message to Hong, who was unemployed at home, to ask about the situation, and Hong immediately replied that she wanted to take a test.

　To be honest, though, the way things are developing is really making things a bit tense.

　Cong Yu: "..."

　After a moment of silence, Cong Yu, unsure of what expression to make, finally couldn't hold back and started complaining.

　"The relationship between you 'believers' and 'God' is somewhat similar to that between mercenaries and mission providers... This can no longer be considered faith."

　Lin nodded proudly, boasting, "This is the good relationship between the emerging believers of the 20th century and God... Who would help God slaughter their own people if there were no benefit to it?"

　You saw it quite clearly... Oh well, never mind.

　As Cong Yu was thinking this, a message came through on her phone.

　[Red: Wow! I'm all better! I'm all better! No more trucks are hitting me on the street... What happened? Cong Yu, did you kill the gods?!]

　[Cong Yu: ...]

　After responding to the six red dots, Cong Yu felt it would be difficult to explain the situation clearly using typing on Linx.

　[Cong Yu: Please double-check. If everything is correct, you're probably better and won't need the doctor's "fake death 2.0" anymore.]

　After replying to Hong's message, Cong Yu put her phone back in her pants and then looked at Lin, who was studying the battle between vampires and magical girls.

　"..."

　"Anyway, thank you very much."

　To Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin smiled and nodded: "You're welcome... So, would you like to join us?"

　"Just as there are people I want to save, there might be other people around you that you want to save. Joining them can give them a happy ending."

　"The more people participate in this action, the more opportunities God will bestow upon us to change our destiny. Let's all fleece God together!"

　"..." So that's how it is. This is the god of the new era.

　“I have no interest in working for God… I understand your thoughts and I appreciate you helping my friend, but that’s all.”

　"Then, let me give you some advice—it's best to get out of here as soon as possible."

　The gods of the new era use such methods to bind their believers, which cannot be called evil. But it is clearly not a good thing for non-believers.

　"The more sorrow you see, the more you want to save what you want to save... but this process also creates more sorrow."

　After saying that, Cong Yu simply passed by Lin, who was standing still, and headed towards the direction of the magical girl battle.

　Upon hearing Cong Yu's words, Miss Lin finally realized something: "Ah, about Mexico... Did any of your friends die?"