When Mu Nujiao gave me the ultimatum that I'd go to the twenty-year-old girls' concert with them, and Ai TuTu backed her, I nearly laughed out loud.
Naive girls wanted revenge for the tough training, but invited me to another session—just uncontrolled. Adorable—they're growing so fast, raising difficulty themselves, smarties.
Seriously, the concert's tomorrow. Canon and my past life say it's a great chance to shine. Save over two and a half thousand witch girls, some clannish. Earn tons of glory as university savior.
If I play my cards right, I'll show organizing a crowd and commanding surrounding mages in an unforeseen emergency. A fat plus for selecting me as national team captain.
Preventing Scaled parasite demons' spread beforehand? Never planned. In my past life, using my light element, I helped Mo Fan handle the Scale Queen—no one died.
Even in canon, only the Scale Queen died; all infected victims lived. If deaths happen at this event in this life, my rebirth was wasted.
"TuTu, I'll go gather our dear singer Chu Ci an overwhelming support group of light mages. Sure she'll love the light show we prepare." I pecked her cheek and headed for the door.
"You like this singer so much you're dropping cultivation to gather her support group somewhere? I never noticed such girly song fandom in you." Ai TuTu squinted suspiciously.
Unclear if she's jealous or, burned by experience, sensed something off with the concert.
"Oh, TuTu, I'm doing it for you. You want to go so bad. Promise, as reward for completing training fully, I'll make her performance unforgettable for you." I smiled warmly, not lying a word.
It's habitual now, misleading her with truth. Fun. And her reaction later? Mmm, can't wait.
Suppressing a grin creeping onto my face, I strolled toward Mingzhu University dorms, pondering how to lure light faculty guys into Chu Ci's secret support group?
First, check headcount and gender mix. Easier to convince girls for a singer surprise. Bravery during parasite invasion? I can instill with spirit magic. Magic power doesn't depend on gender.
Half an hour later, I hurried from Mingzhu dorms, avoiding looking back. Who knew most light faculty girls were among those Bul's water wave washed makeup off?
As I entered their common lounge, several girls shrieked "Women's Enemy" arrived—everyone hide, or he'll ugly us again. Mdé, I definitely need a middleman.
Thinking fast, I dialed Mo Fan and called—answered instantly.
"Hello, Ling Ling, found where Scaled parasite monsters holed up? You said earlier da dama headed toward Mingzhu." Seriously? Does he check who's calling?
Better for me—on future interrogation, say I learned of the attack from him. Now I can prep bigger forces, not just "support group." No one'll dig.
"This is Mu Bai—no questions on your hunting routine. Seeking light mage, preferably Intermediate Tier, male mandatory. Send such a number, pay ten thousand yuan." Straight to offer.
Knowing he chases monsters here for a hundred thousand yuan days, he'll leak Zhao Manyan's number the minute he gets it and sees pay.
"...Send money, account tied to phone—sending number now." Eh, Mo Fan's so predictable.
While finishing transfer, the needed number arrived. For a second, tempted to ghost him, but nah—he missed glory because of me. At least pocket money.
Calling Zhao Manyan now, auto-reply first, but persistent—fifth try, he picked up.
"Yeah?" Sleepy voice. Damn playboy, sleep at night!
"Speaking to green campus light faculty leader?" Flatter a bit, or he'll hang.
Actually, no need for "support group" now—with someone to blame info on, I could hire Hunters, but I told TuTu I'm seeking support group, so I will. Plus, student coordination might score higher than commanding pro Hunters.
"Yes, right number. Whom do I have the honor?" Guy straightened, sleepiness gone. Right flattery works wonders.
"I'm Mu Bai—maybe you know me. Need your help: couple-three... dozen light element mages for light show at tomorrow's concert. Pay ten thousand yuan each, plus 'rehearsal' tickets." Stated interest plainly.
"Mu Bai?! Heard of you—who in green campus hasn't, by rumors? If needed, I'll bring fifty mages—what's payment for my help? Money doesn't interest me." Bit arrogant, this guy.
Good being clan head's second son, but even he won't get two billion yuan family spend—so my "sugar mommy" better.
"Prepared for that. How about Goddess Mu's phone number as payment?" Couldn't help smiling.
Knowing this womanizer, he won't miss a chance to meet Goddess closer. Even if rejection odds near 100%... in his eyes. I know he has zero chance.
"...Honorable man like you won't lie. Deal. Fifty mages tomorrow. What exactly—tell in detail? I'll organize." Grabbed chance to affirm faculty dominance and skip boring cultivation.
After half-hour explaining "support group" wants, we parted. I headed to Hunters' union. Hire twenty-thirty Intermediate light mages to guard concert venue perimeter.
Since I can't know all infected victims recover right after queen neutralized. Extra defense layer makes me, in big uncles' eyes reviewing later, a foresighted youth.
Hiring cash? Sugar mommy pays, heh-heh.