My Superpower Is Piloting Magical Girl Corpses?

“Currently, I serve as the Chief Executive Officer of the Wind Capital Sixth Division, and I hold the concurrent title of Deputy Division Chief.”

Wu Nuo put away his credentials, shoved both hands back into his pockets, and said seriously:

“In truth, I am Wind Capital's Strongest… oh no, I'm the strongest of Wind Capital's younger generation… the strongest first-rank sorcerer of Wind Capital's youth, aside from you.”

Wu Nuo looked at Lin Guang, his words stumbling several times as a subtle expression crossed his face. Yet there was no sign of resentment, as if he bore no psychological burden from his earlier boast of being the Strongest.

“...”

Lin Guang, however, lowered his head in thought.

That was indeed true.

Recalling the phone call Officer Gao had given him a few days ago, informing him that his information had been taken by someone from the Wind Capital Sixth Division, and also mentioning Zhao Chen's mysterious death in the police station.

Having an official superhuman come looking for him was indeed something he had mentally prepared for. After all, the tropes of the “Xia Dragon Group” and the “Daxia Dragon Sparrow” were well documented in countless works.

So close.

In truth, he had very nearly killed this idiot just moments ago.

That hand seal earlier had undoubtedly been formed by Wu Nuo with murderous intent.

And to be honest.

If he had actually seen his transformation, no matter what identity Wu Nuo had, he would be dead today. No one under heaven or on earth could save him-not even a Great Golden Immortal could help.

He had escaped with his life.

“So, what exactly do you want from me?”

Lin Guang asked coldly.

“...”

Wu Nuo studied the expression on Lin Guang's face. After confirming that he was genuinely asking about something that seemed like common sense to him, a flash of understanding flickered in his eyes.

[Not familiar with modern superhuman management, or even the rules of this world as it stands now.]

[So this guy really is…]

“Of course, to confirm your stance.”

The pink-haired young man looked at Lin Guang, this time speaking with genuine seriousness: “I came here to verify how you, an unregistered superhuman, obtained your supernatural power, whether you will negatively impact public order in Wind Capital, and whether you are a potential threat.”

Lin Guang listened quietly to his explanation.

“You're already at the second Energy Level. There's no way you don't know just how dangerous supernatural power is.”

Wu Nuo said calmly: “Words can deceive, and even present thoughts may not last long.”

“For those with weak willpower, today's sincere words may very well be treated as empty farts in the future.”

As he spoke, he kept his hands in his pockets and walked toward the direction of Wind Capital's city center. Lin Guang similarly walked parallel to him, maintaining a distance of ten meters.

“If someone suddenly gains supernatural power through some special channel, they might uphold moral standards on the first day, suddenly develop dangerous ambitions on the second, and disregard all rules by the third… I've seen too many cases like this.”

“That's still the better scenario. People like that can be corrected with proper education and restraint.”

“But if you run into certain particularly good pretenders-sociopaths, or those whose power itself is negative, or even those who aren't human at all-then the problem becomes much more serious. They're like bombs that could explode at any moment.”

Lin Guang raised an eyebrow slightly.

Not human at all?

The pink-haired young man looked up at the bright stars in the sky: “For beings like us, with just a single thought, ordinary people could suffer countless casualties. Thermal weapons are basically ineffective against us, and conventional armies are completely meaningless.”

Behind them, the night wind swept across the battlefield that looked like it had been ravaged by a natural disaster.

The last embers lost their warmth, and the scorched smell of burning flames dissipated into the air. The severed steel, churned earth, and splintered trees lay silently in place, no longer showing any signs of abnormality.

It was hard to imagine that the mess spanning dozens of meters was terrain that two humanoid creatures had created in just a few minutes. It looked as if it had been bombarded by missiles or other thermal weapons.

Yet both of them were essentially unharmed, and neither had even gone all out. They had intentionally controlled the battlefield's scope.

But Lin Guang looked at him and said flatly: “You don't seem like someone who can control himself.”

That hand seal from earlier… even Lin Guang had felt it was extremely dangerous.

After all, using magic power to simulate a Spirit Outfit barrier was only a temporary solution. His Spirit Outfit Mastery couldn't unleash much power, and Wu Nuo's combat awareness and reflexes were far from comparable to those mindless demon beasts.

Otherwise, Lin Guang wouldn't have had to pull out the Soul Gem.

If he were a normal superhuman, even at the second Energy Level that Wu Nuo had mentioned, he would probably have been instantly killed.

Saying all those grandiose bullshit words couldn't hide the fact that this idiot couldn't stand losing and definitely had psychological issues.

“...”

Wu Nuo's expression shifted for several seconds before he finally choked out two words: “My bad.”

He cleared his throat: “In any case, since you're also a ‘sorcerer,’ you must know that the simplest way to determine whether a superhuman is harmless is to confirm the nature of their curse power.”

“Curse power?”

He looked at Lin Guang, not at all surprised by the question: “Oh, curse power is the official term for all supernatural forces these days.”

“The character ‘curse’ shares the same root as ‘blessing.’ It can represent praying for blessings or placing a curse. Therefore, whether it's positive or negative power, both can be called curse power.”

“Many years ago, people also called it magic power, mana, true essence, divine power, and so on. But now, most people just call it curse power, since there's no need to distinguish between positive and negative.”

Lin Guang nodded-he was indeed more accustomed to calling it magic power.

Wu Nuo shrugged: “Back to the point. To figure out the nature of curse power, a direct clash of curse powers is the most convenient method, because curse power inevitably carries the spiritual energy of its user.”

“Even if a very small number of ‘demons,’ ‘fiends,’ or evil cultivators can disguise their lifestyle, aside from some extremely special existences, it's very hard to conceal the nature of curse power-especially in an all-out collision. It's nearly impossible.”

“As long as you sense that the curse power leans toward the positive, that person usually won't cause anything major. At worst, the aftershocks of their battles might affect ordinary people.”

Lin Guang didn't respond, but he acknowledged the logic in his heart.

Indeed.

When their powers had clashed, Lin Guang had clearly sensed an extremely strong sharpness in Wu Nuo's magic power. It was like an unstoppable sword, pure in aura.

Moreover, he had been actively cooperating with Lin Guang to shift the battlefield.

If he were truly evil, Lin Guang wouldn't have waited until the last moment to prepare for a killing blow.

Wu Nuo looked at Lin Guang again: “Your curse power feels like a blazing flame to me-fiery yet profound, very stable, with no bad aura. This means your power is solidly built, your spirit is calm, and you're not an extremist.”

“You're a hardcore cultivator, just like me.”

“Furthermore, my subordinates have investigated your background. With your level of strength, you still take the trouble to personally arrest wanted criminals, donate money to orphanages, and live such a restrained life. This shows that your bottom line is very high, and you have no obsession with extravagant pleasures or wealth.”

“The official authorities have always maintained a welcoming and cooperative attitude toward superhumans of the lawful alignment, like you.”

“After this, I'll have someone from the Sixth Division input your information into the system. No official will bother you again.”

“...”

Lin Guang suddenly said: “So you knocked on my door at 10:15 at night, just for this?”

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