Hibiscus clearly understood Pharmacist identity's contribution.
The best method to suppress possible unfavorable directions toward Magical Girls in the Ningfeng Harbor incident was expanding the matter, dramatizing danger, guiding toward organizational confrontation levels.
Obviously Kale used this move creating citywide storms—the world cared more about "boss and second-in-command on the verge" topics, instead less concerned about Ningfeng Harbor itself. After all, everyone instinctively considered it merely one link in major conflict situations.
The storm was temporarily suppressed.
Jin Ruochu stretched languidly and yawned: "So what's next?"
"We should increase attention on South Africa." Suddenly Nan Zhiyi saw the silver-haired girl's completely unsurprised expression: "How much did you foresee?"
"Not much. I only know fairy descent should be in one or two months, location is Congo Forest, possibly triggering large-scale magic pollution... I estimate Holy Relics are going after them."
What the prisoner didn't know was revealed by Hibiscus in one statement.
Though still sounding vague, the location was more precise, even with some cause and effect—no riddles, indeed much stronger than so-called divination and prophecy.
Intelligence advantage in hand.
Hydrangea asserted: "Then ancient Holy Relics will definitely scout and investigate in advance, and I'm certain they don't know specific time and location."
While speaking, she displayed chips in her hand—crack, they shattered to powder, her life force also dropping instantly.
Causality magic Equivalent Exchange observed enemies' general grasp of situations. Then Hydrangea took a map and poked several points at South Africa, roughly judging Holy City Association main forces were assembling—at least knowing opponents' key action directions. Admittedly, their secret actions might avoid satellite reconnaissance, but were helpless against two major divination-type magics.
"Speaking of which, boss, living so many years, don't you understand the Association at all?"
Wisteria answered with a wronged face: "Sorry, I'm always staying indoors, neglecting intelligence gathering. Blame me for being too afraid of communicating with people, not wanting others to find me, so avoiding all interpersonal relationships..."
"Fine, fine, it's okay, don't take it to heart."
Seeing their leader start self-deprecation again, Hydrangea could only stroke her back comfortingly. Obviously this one couldn't help much—better suited for fighting.
Ranger Organization indeed had historical accumulation, but intelligence mostly resided with individual exploring members, usually lacking communication, leading to quite backward intelligence network construction.
Hibiscus expected this: "No problem, we'll wait and see, giving Holy Relics time to relax vigilance."
"Hibiscus is right—let them make trouble themselves. Now the Church controls specific time and location of fairy descent."
The Church's number one and two finalized decisions.
After they formed resolutions, others didn't object—they also hoped to rest.
Blooming Stage breakthrough wasn't a simple matter—needed time to organize magic and calm easily out-of-control energy. Not everyone was like Magical Girl Hyacinth with 3-element advancement integrated seamlessly—instead, these walking on one leg needed careful rest.
"Afterward, Hydrangea and Wisteria will receive Kale."
Hibiscus looked at the two who nodded respectively, then said:
"Then trouble Miss Manjusaka to familiarize new members with the island and arrange rooms—settle here first before discussing long-term matters."
"Today I'm the tour guide. If you're interested in games, you can visit the arcade."
"Meeting adjourned."
The silver-haired girl clapped, and everyone dispersed. Those who just broke through had thoughts they urgently wanted to verify, heading to different training grounds.
As for Jin Ruochu, having just broken through then experienced a small conflict, she'd already experimented with Blooming Stage Fortune and Misfortune's specific abilities and effects—satisfied. Moreover, Causality types weren't just trained—more importantly, mental stability balancing magic's conflicting mechanisms.
Besides, she indeed planned exchanging with new friends of the same magic type.
"I want to sleep." Wisteria turned to refuse.
"Hmph, trying to escape."
Hydrangea grabbed the nightgown girl's collar and hugged her soothingly. The latter pouted but complied.
As someone who'd operated fortune-telling, feng shui, and ceremonial services, she was skilled at handling all types—rabbit-hole personalities like the boss required firm grabbing. Look at the current timing!
In turbulent times, Ranger Organization decided collectively joining the largest Magical Girl Organization, but people wouldn't easily trust—communication was the foremost premise of all trust.
"Please lead the way, Lord Manjusaka."
"Let's first go to the stadium—originally scheduled for completion when we docked this time."
The pink-haired girl pointed to an open-air court while speaking—standard silver-white elliptical structure probably accommodating 10,000 people, obviously integrating multiple functions. Designers considered concerts, baseball games, football games, and other environments.
The green field grass shone brightly—clearly valuable, every inch precious. Fragrant air made people linger.
"...Why is there barbecue cumin smell?"
"Called a stadium, it's actually an activity hall. Any big events like coordinated technique drills, victory banquets, or club activities are held here."
"Clubs?"
"Dr. Mu greatly encourages hobby clubs—like Explosive Manufacturing Department, Deep Sea Diving Department, Rocket Aerospace Department, Reactor Manufacturing Department... Don't misunderstand, meaning secondhand goods removed from submarines. Anyway, all money-burning activities with almost unlimited budgets, so everyone plays increasingly hardcore." Jin Ruochu shrugged: "If we weren't Fortune 500-level high-profit enterprises, we'd have gone bankrupt long ago."
"Sounds very much like a school, or talent incubation base!" Hydrangea admired.
An inappropriate example—what happens with high-density Magical Girl population? Like a bunch of super huskies together. No one faced this social problem—every step forward explored social science frontiers.
So various means must ensure their almost sleepless energy had outlets, otherwise trouble would eventually arise.
No matter how prettified, Salvation Church had military organization undertones. Encountering low morale, psychological depression, and other mutiny problems would be no less than tactical nuclear explosions.
Because Rangers tried gathering members but repeatedly clashed, Hydrangea understood the difficulty.
At this moment, even Wisteria nodded frequently with shining eyes. She quickly asked:
"You built this?"
"Right. Though it cost considerable money, everything was worth it. Someday I'll equip Hermit Island with all facilities." Jin Ruochu declared loudly: "Because my plan is building a future magic metropolis—the dragon-rising land of the magic era."
Hearing such grand plans for the first time, Hydrangea couldn't help asking in a daze: "Build Hermit Island into a major metropolis from scratch? Is the area enough?"
Jin Ruochu crossed her arms and nodded proudly.
"The world's most populous city, Tokyo's 23 wards, has 600 square kilometers. Hermit Island, not counting parts possibly raised from underwater, already reaches 1,100 square kilometers. How is that not enough to build a city?"
"But I observe considerable mountains, rainforests, and hills on the island that aren't easy to develop. Or flatten everything?"
"No problem, I've thought through long-term plans—I call it three-dimensional expansion."
"Specifically meaning?"
"Import land reclamation materials from the Himalayas—"
"Huh?"
"Part spread around Hermit Island, part made to float using permanent magic to become sky cities. Though we lack such abilities now, when several Withering Stage Magical Girls appear among us, it'll definitely work. Both allowing Indian Ocean warm-humid airflow into the Tibetan Plateau and expanding base area while creating the world's first sky city—triple benefit!"
After passionate declaration, Jin Ruochu spread her arms as if facing not just a stadium but overlooking a magic metropolis from peaks, with an intoxicated atmosphere.
Seeing this, Hydrangea swallowed her doubts—this superior was serious and would influence Church decisions.
She didn't believe Hyacinth was unaware—not stopping meant tacit approval.
With full granaries come manners—having completed primitive accumulation early with massive resources, combat power, and idealistic coloring, Salvation Church thought about the future before everyone else, making concrete plans. Even Magical Girl Manjusaka's seemingly fantastical plans were just the tip of the iceberg.
Quite lively indeed.
"Very grand plans. I happen to be active in that area often and understand it well." Rarely, even Wisteria showed interest: "We'll cooperate then."
"It's a deal—many hands make light work."
Hydrangea watched the shut-in and pink young miss chat happily with increasingly intimate atmosphere.
No wonder Hyacinth assigned her to receive them—quite skilled at managing people.
"Right, since I'm showing you around, we can't miss Hermit Island's most distinctive place. Follow me."
Jin Ruochu led two guests around the iconic navigation room mountain. Behind was a previous-era ancient village ruins site with broken walls and remnants. However, vines and weeds were completely cleared, leaving clean grassland where various tamed Disaster Beasts rested lazily like animals.
Seeing Magical Girls enter their sight, they showed no special reactions—some even called out greetings. Everything looked harmonious.
"Fallen Zone?"
Even world-traveling Hydrangea was dumbfounded, never imagining a place where Disaster Beasts and humans coexisted peacefully existed—was this another path?
Instead, Wisteria, who couldn't control killing intent toward Disaster Beasts, made quite a few members run away.
"As you see, one of previous-era legacies—tamed Disaster Beasts. We're actually researching this." Jin Ruochu said regretfully: "Originally should have brought Tulip to see the island's most distinctive place, but considering that person's situation... had to give up."
"I really like this place." Hydrangea answered: "Fate is unpredictable—this represents more possibilities awaiting our exploration."
"Hudson Bay Research Center is conducting Disaster Beast taming with some results. Since they attempt adaptation, why not reverse human utilization?"
"Correct thinking."
The group entered the ruins center, feeling insignificant.
At least Growth Stage members could use mental scanning to detect more unusual traces—like Knowledge Poison accumulating underground, representing underground city structures with many relics.
In other words, Hermit Island's building complex showed patterns of foundation settlement then adding on new foundations.
Imaginably, how many previous-era traces were buried in deep bottom layers—undoubtedly treasures. Once unearthed, they'd rival world-famous excavation sites. Of course, this also meant Knowledge Poison raging wildly—comparable to super catastrophes. So Salvation Church camped knowing they sat on volcanic vents.
"You have too many elements here—suitable for scenic tourism, cultural tourism, or modern metropolis."
"Very insightful judgment. What does Miss Hydrangea think is most lacking?"
"People."
Ranger Organization experienced long years of lonely waiting—always solitary, seeming to exist many years but never seeing many compatriots. They felt people shortage most deeply.
Hearing this, even Wisteria nodded like a pecking chicken.
They understood too well that population most constrained organizational forward development. Don't look at Salvation Church possessing super influence far exceeding core member numbers—that didn't mean filling shortcomings sufficiently.
Actually those city expansion plans were all castles in the air before personnel shortages—not worth mentioning.
Wisteria actively spoke: "Actually I have several hundred people's rosters to introduce to you—Rangers will completely merge into the Church."
"Mm, thank you. Regarding organizational expansion, we've been attracting members worldwide with increasing numbers. Returning from Fallen Zone, I received data that shocked me—actually increased by 2,000 awakened ones."
Jin Ruochu beamed with joy.
For always-scarce Magical Girls, such trends were naturally good news.
Even without taking action, they'd receive large numbers coming for reputation. This time facing Holy City Association pressure without recalling members—one reason was recruitment.
Currently Minase Kaori, Elsa, Yeta and others respectively handled different regional coordination, providing fresh blood to the organization—much better than fighting. Don't look at high-end and backbone combat power still inferior to Holy Relics, but general trends couldn't be rewritten.
The pink-haired girl asserted: "Someday Hermit Island will become a ten-million population magic metropolis—I'm certain within ten years."
"Then I'll bet you on specific timing." Hydrangea tossed a chip spinning on her fingertip, then opened her palm: "Perhaps faster."
"So optimistic I don't quite believe it..."
"Can you imagine no magic concepts existed half a year ago? If you don't treat this quantity increase as awakening but infection, it's understandable. Moreover, we've researched—theoretically, currently unsupported by experiments: Magical Girls can breed pure-blood offspring through magic trait exchange."
"What!"
Hearing this, even Jin Ruochu couldn't help blushing—not because of the news itself but associations it produced...
Wisteria's eyes wandered between the two, then sighed: "Let's go back."
The naturally drowsy Ranger Organization leader was already nodding off, looking disgusted at two Causality magic users who liked betting on the future.
Little did they know the small girl's appearance when pouting only added cuteness without threat.
"Only sleeping more will make me grow taller."
"Boss, you're already an old granny." Hydrangea smiled, poking Wisteria's tender cheek mercilessly: "This is called elderly insufficient blood-qi lacking energy—it's an illness that needs treatment!"
"Don't use your customer-deceiving tactics on me!" The nightgown girl broke down wailing halfway through.
Buzz!
True Self Realm Transient State showed expansion signs—if the ink painting colors further expanded to encompass tamed Disaster Beasts, top labor would suffer heavy losses.
"Fine, fine, let's immediately go to quarters—that's also the most important part of the tour."
Jin Ruochu pulled two guests through the Disaster Beast activity area in a circle, straight to flat ground in the central highland area of Hermit Island.
Actually, ideal city construction should start from beach plains—conforming to most coastal city planning worldwide. But because it undertook considerable tactical tasks, often under artillery fire and even using itself as cannonballs, cities started from the internally protected highlands. Coastal construction would wait for further defense fortification deployment.
Previously this area wasn't flat—basically uneven terrain.
Fortunately, Salvation Church most lacked "map editor-level abilities"—just needed earth-shaking.
Flat-top mountain city.
What met their eyes were quite modern, beautiful buildings—even residential areas weren't neglected, using countless high-rise apartments with large areas and good lighting.
Glancing casually, both guests realized one characteristic: city planners had strict aesthetic requirements.
Roads traversed functional areas using golden ratios, frequently featuring tall fountains, three-dimensional vegetation belts, artistically sculpted plazas, including distinctive landmark buildings. If photographed for albums and published, the world would have another wonder city.
Every detail revealed considerable value.
Satisfying residence, transportation, and dining was merely minimum requirements—planners incorporated expectations, ideals, and enthusiasm for the future, seemingly determined on unlimited budgets and constant rebuilding, thus liberating artistic cells to create future magic metropolis prototypes.
Using luxury for evaluation was too shallow—should be called ambitious exploration filled with determination. Real gold and silver investment was just a trivial link.
Jin Ruochu said proudly: "Though many places are currently unused, advance planning is never wrong."
"The atmosphere feels familiar somehow."
"Right, it will become a wonder city rivaling Singapore and Dubai."
Hydrangea murmured in shock: "Building from flat ground is one thing—you're directly preparing to build an entire city. I can't calculate total expenses so far."
"Actually not as exaggerated as you guess—truly time and money-consuming earthwork relied entirely on magic without spending a penny, so we have confidence to demolish if unsatisfied."
"Even so, the contents inside surely don't appear from thin air? What are your external money-making industries?"
The pink-haired girl produced an employee card.
It showed a suited, tied, clean, capable ID photo with some heroic bearing, beside it a line of small text:
Five-Color Narcissus Pharmaceutical Group Market Chief Operating Officer, Financial Officer, Shareholder.
Even Wisteria, wandering the Gobi Desert, wasn't unfamiliar with rising Five-Color Narcissus—moreover, its industry was no longer limited to pharmaceuticals but led electronic information technology revolution, with smartphone debut as an epoch-making symbol earning huge profits.
So wealthy.
"You'll know eventually anyway—right, Five-Color Narcissus pharmaceuticals were researched by Dr. Mu then entrusted to ordinary Magical Girls for production. No-cost business."
"Indeed, even oil tycoons don't make money like you."
Suddenly Wisteria pointed: "What's that floor with flashing neon lights? Looks lively."
"Good eye—you immediately noticed the arcade. Let's go."
Though actually flying over, both guests discovered every floor had direct external entrances—like opening doors in glass curtain walls, fully considering flying was more convenient than elevators.
What met their eyes were arcade machines and various game machines, naturally including related collections filling entire walls—everything complete.
"I really love this!"
Wisteria stared at fighting game demonstration footage somewhat absent-mindedly. Not liking movement didn't mean not wanting to watch action—actually she quite yearned for fist-to-flesh feelings.
"Come back later—after all, Dr. Mu's task is showing you around then arranging lodging. It's getting late—time to settle."
Saying this, Jin Ruochu led guests from gaming floors to apartments below.
Hermit Island had too few permanent residents—basically one building could gather everyone, leaving many idle floors usually converted to gyms, cinemas, arcades. After passing these functional areas came actual residences.
Taking out a master key, the pink-haired girl tossed it high—it pointed to the left-side room in the corridor.
"Seems that's your lucky number. Don't worry, private keys will be configured later."
"I like this selection method."
Two Causality magic users' roundabout communication made the finally slightly excited Wisteria drowsy again. Then she faced a room overlooking the sea with antique decoration—the air even had incense scent, ocean waves surging outside in evening afterglow. Decoration details included carvings, jewelry, even a money tree.
Facts proved Salvation Church was indeed wealthy—any room reached presidential suite levels ensuring top-tier configuration.
"Wonderful."
Wisteria jumped into bed and started rolling, immediately falling for it.
Moments later she was spread-eagle and snoring loudly, completely unguarded. Superficially relaxed but actually the girl's surface showed ink patterns—obviously if anyone dared disturb, Transient State realm would directly deploy killing moves.
Then Hydrangea and Jin Ruochu noticed white lines cutting through the waves.
A small boat docked at Hermit Island's pier—Kale finishing a full day's work coming to rendezvous. Nan Zhiyi greeted her, both waving warmly.
Feeling gazes, they slowly turned back and waved—both sides nodded in greeting. Everything went smoothly currently.
"Are you satisfied? Or should I pick another room?"
"Big enough—ten people could live here comfortably." Hydrangea declined then waved: "I also need rest. Anyway, thanks this time. Call us anytime."
"See you."