The Diversity of Species

The Emperor: "@Righteousness, looks like you know your stuff."

Righteousness: "I've taken out a few in the past."

Hierophant: "Impressive."

Justice: "Can you guys stop getting sidetracked?"

Seeing the conversation veer into such an eerie direction, Chu Yuan couldn't help but interrupt them.

Justice: "@The Tower, knowing you, you're not usually the type to care about this. Is something up?"

In Chu Yuan's impression, Lan Qingyou, the Witch, had a sense of detached open-mindedness—a sort of "none of your business" and "none of my business" attitude.

Even though she was currently cooperating with the Supreme Council, given her personality, she shouldn't have cared about the council's movements at all.

But since she was asking now, she definitely had her own intentions.

"He shifted the subject back."

Seeing Chu Yuan steer the conversation back to her previous question, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but mutter a comment while looking at the card.

She then replied: "Mainly, since the barriers are gone, it should be easier for the Supreme Council to find people now, right?"

Of course.

As a council member, how could Chu Yuan not know who Lan Qingyou was looking for?

Justice: "You mean those enemies you mentioned before? I know their names, but I don't know what they look like or what their previous jobs were. That makes them a bit hard to find."

The Tower: "It's fine. I've already put together a list with their names, appearances, and previous occupations. Just have your people look for them slowly."

Justice: "No problem."

Despite being busy every single day, Lan Qingyou had never forgotten the enemies she intended to eliminate.

Now that the regional barriers were gone, it was time to track them down and settle the score.

But there was no rush. She would let the Supreme Council help her find them first.

Once this dungeon was over, she would head to the Golden Plains to settle things with those two surnamed Huang.

This wasn't Blue Star, and Lan Qingyou was no longer that helpless little girl who had no power to resist and nowhere to turn for help.

"I'm really looking forward to it... How should I deal with them when we meet?"

Lan Qingyou never even considered whether she could win.

It wasn't that she was arrogant; it was simply that there were some things you had to do regardless of whether you could win or not.

Back when she couldn't even walk, that was one thing. But now that she could fly and soar through the sky, if she didn't go and find trouble with them, she would be failing herself and her parents.

...

The next day, the mana turbulence subsided. Since she had gone to bed early the night before, Lan Qingyou woke up quite early today.

After packing and sorting the potions her golems had made for her own use, Lan Qingyou asked Chu Yuan for a large number of containers to store more potions.

After all, no one could say for sure how long this expedition would take.

Based on Lan Qingyou's own experience, it would take at least three to five days.

She certainly wouldn't be able to collect the three daily batches of potions in time, so she had to stockpile enough containers for the golems to use.

Otherwise, they would have to stop production, and that was the last thing Lan Qingyou wanted.

Stopping production for a single day meant losing the profit from three batches of potions. No one could bear such a loss.

After handling the affairs at the Large Alchemy Workshop, Lan Qingyou took out the teleportation circle Magician had sent yesterday.

The circle was inscribed on a material that looked like a sheet of plastic. It looked very cheap, which explained why it could only be used for one round trip.

Once she took it out, Lan Qingyou spread it out in the fourth-floor alchemy workshop. She weighed down the four corners with stones to prevent the array from shifting, then she brought the two little ones and her prepared supplies to the center of the circle and channeled mana into it.

This teleportation circle was derived from magic circle theory, so Lan Qingyou could basically understand its operating principles after a bit of study.

In fact, she had already spent some time researching it after receiving it last night.

She had to admit, the mind of a Man-Demon like Magician was truly impressive.

He used a form of mana substitution to complete the transfer of matter.

It was no wonder it could only be used once or twice.

After all, the power required for one person was already quite significant, and it became even greater when the unique mana of this world was factored in.

Furthermore, the higher the level, the greater the mass.

Of course, "high level" referred to the evolved state. The unevolved people from Blue Star, who possessed very little mana, were not included in this calculation.

The sensation of weightlessness returned, much like the one-way teleportation circle in the Abandoned Ruins.

After a moment of daze, Lan Qingyou arrived in a new place.

This was a room built of bamboo. Aside from the familiar magic patterns and magic circuits on the walls, it was hung with all sorts of cured dried fish. It looked like a very wealthy household.

Lan Qingyou didn't linger. She sat on her Magic Broom, opened the door, and flew out.

How did that saying go?

"Facing the ocean, with spring blossoms in bloom."

Although it wasn't exactly a scene of blooming spring flowers, she was certainly facing the ocean.

The boundless sea gave this little girl, who had always lived inland, a sense of refreshment and peace.

Especially since it was currently sunrise.

A red sun leaped over the water's surface, dyeing the clouds a vibrant orange-red. The waves chased the morning light, shattering into countless flecks of gold leaf.

Flying monsters that looked like seagulls skimmed over the shimmering water, their wingtips brushed by the morning sun.

The scenery was simply too beautiful.

"Yo, Tower, you're finally here."

Just as Lan Qingyou pulled out her card to capture this beautiful scene—intending to have Ruan Qingyi reproduce it as a room decoration later—a woman's voice came from the side.

Lan Qingyou turned her head and saw quite a sight. Two men and four women were sitting in a row on the roof of the bamboo house, each holding a bamboo pole and fishing against the rising sun.

The moment she saw them, Lan Qingyou knew she was the last one to arrive.

But it was understandable. Some had come over last night, and some had stayed up all night.

If Lan Qingyou hadn't had things to do, she might have been too restless to stay put and would have come over last night too.

Because of their unavoidable avatars, Lan Qingyou recognized the six of them at a glance.

The one who had spoken was the High Priestess, who was wearing a long dress of white and blue.

As she greeted Lan Qingyou, the others also looked over.

Lan Qingyou finally experienced the pressure of being stared at by a whole group of people.

Especially a group like this.

"A vampire with fangs, a tree elf with long ears, a merfolk with scales, a man-demon with a healthy skin tone, a druid with natural face paint, and a witch on a broom... We've really got the whole 'diversity of species' thing figured out."

Looking at the group, Lan Qingyou shrugged helplessly.

It was probably different from what many people imagined.

Although their respective evolutions resulted in more or less prominent racial characteristics, they were, for the most part, not that different from the original people of Blue Star.

Even the merfolk, Nemo, only had a few shimmering scales at his temples.