Chapter 6: The cadres of the evil organization are completely confused about the situation!

Lin Feng wracked his brain but couldn’t figure out why this new magical girl, appearing out of nowhere, knew his name.

Nor could he grasp why new magical girls kept popping up.

On the surface, he, Lin Feng, was a rich kid who bought his way into Class 4, Year 2 at Shenghua Shengai Academy.

A perennial average student, Dongfang Cheng’s childhood friend, and a hardcore magical girl fan.

But his true identity was the youngest senior technician in Ouroboros’s history, codenamed “Technician.”

Tonight’s chaos in Xishan District started as a simple test.

The fools in the Human Body Modification Department cooked up a “Frenzy Potion,” claiming it could unlock massive potential in test subjects.

His job was to find a quiet spot—like his newly bought suburban villa—to inject it into a regular wolf and test its strength and control.

He’d planned it perfectly: remote location, three-story villa, great privacy, stable Wi-Fi, and space for his collection—a full set of limited-edition five-color magical girl figurines, signed posters, and rare merch, all neatly packed in dehumidified bags with shockproof tape.

Flawless.

But halfway through the injection, the small wolf, barely dog-sized, exploded in size, becoming a three-meter-tall, rabid werewolf.

Before he could collect any data, it smashed his house in two.

The villa’s multimillion price tag was secondary.

The real loss was his collection—limited-edition figurines, signed posters, and rare collab merch, his few comforts in his dull villain life, built with endless effort and cash.

As he donned his greatest invention, ready to catch the mutt and stew it—

What?

A magical girl already here?

No problem, he had data on all five.

He’d complete the recovery mission.

A black magical girl with no data?

One who crushed a berserk werewolf in under a minute?

Lin Feng was floored.

This was a subject dosed with the latest Frenzy Potion!

Even out of control, its strength was hundreds, maybe thousands of times that of a low-level fighter—Tiger-level at least!

Sweating, scrambling for excuses to explain this failure to the Queen, the black magical girl—some urban legend from third-rate clips and fighter gossip—appeared before him.

More accurately, she punched him.

Lin Feng held his breath.

Facing this unknown, terrifyingly strong enemy, he didn’t dare move.

Without data, he couldn’t analyze tactics or weaknesses.

So he stayed silent, his mind racing.

“Tell me, what’s become of the people in this house?”

Her words nearly broke his focus.

She was asking about the house’s residents?

Did she know him?

Even more shocking, after his silence, she roared his name with murderous intent.

“Tell me where Lin Feng is!!!”

His armored brain buzzed, stunned.

How does she know my name?

Is my cover blown?

Impossible!

My disguise is perfect!

In his shock, her lightning-fast fist landed.

The force shook him through the armor, numbing his body.

Worse, his prized armor—crafted with cutting-edge tech and rare materials, tough enough for missile strikes—now bore a clear fist dent.

Unforgivable!

It took two days just to paint!

Heartache for his armor drowned all other thoughts.

Forget why she knew his name—protecting his masterpiece came first!

Without hesitation, he triggered the armor’s short-range teleport, vanishing in a burst of warped light.

At the last second, he heard her smash a wall in rage.

Using the sound to mask his teleport’s subtle hum, he disarmed his armor.

After ten seconds, he dusted off, playing the scared victim crawling from rubble.

Under the moonlight, her stunning face, cold eyes, and blood-stained figure hit Lin Feng like a bolt, stealing his breath.

He stared, mouth open, unable to speak.

The black magical girl, who’d thrown him into chaos, gave him a deep look, then turned and left without a word.

Only when her black silhouette vanished into the night did Lin Feng snap out of it.

Standing in the cold wind, an odd heat stirred in his chest.

Could it be?

He, Lin Feng, Ouroboros’s youngest senior technician and cadre, had fallen for a magical girl!?

Minutes later, Lin Feng steadied himself, switched to the encrypted channel, and reported to the organization’s Queen.

He exaggerated tonight’s events, railing against the Human Body Modification Department’s defective Frenzy Potion.

It was a total failure, losing control and drawing an unexpected, powerful enemy.

He skimmed over her shouting his name and punching him, claiming she attacked an “innocent technician,” forcing his desperate escape.

The Queen listened silently, then spoke in her usual emotionless tone.

“Development Department, you’re trash.

Cut funding by half, lay off a third of the staff, suspend all high-risk live experiments.”

This order led to a sharp drop in Duhuang’s mysterious disappearances for a while—a rare good deed from Lin Feng’s blunder.

“As for that black variable,” the Queen paused, “stop tracking the other five magical girls.

Your next mission: use every resource to investigate her background, abilities, weaknesses… I want everything.”

“…I obey.”

Lin Feng’s calm facade hid his inner turmoil.

Find the black magical girl?

Me?

Investigate her weaknesses?

He nearly pulled every sensitive trope from his adult game files to list as weaknesses—women’s vulnerabilities boiled down to those, right?

But Lin Feng, despite his genius, had no real experience with women.

His free time went to armor development and magical girl fandom.

Ouroboros offered tamed beast-girls for members’ desires, and senior cadres even got former magical girls turned into obedient pets.

But Lin Feng was a gentleman—mechas were more fun than women.

The idea of faking weaknesses from games lasted 0.1 seconds before he scrapped it.

What if the Queen made him test them?

The bigger issue: how to find her?

Sabotage her and get punched again?

He’d easily tracked the other five magical girls since they were at his school, giving constant data opportunities.

But this black magical girl?

Who was she, where was she, what did she do?

No clue.

Duhuang City had over 20 million residents.

Finding an elusive, powerful magical girl who might kill him on sight was an impossible puzzle for Ouroboros’s so-called top genius.