“Wuwuwu... I never expected the Witch of the Tower to be so considerate of us.”
“She’s incredible, I’m literally crying.”
“You said it. I used to think the Witch was evil, but it turns out she’s a good person...”
“I’m such a scumbag!”
“Exactly. If I hear anyone talking trash about Lan Qingyou from now on, I’ll kill them.”
“Right, right. That’s how it should be.”
Having convinced themselves they understood Lan Qingyou’s ‘intentions,’ a group of vicious, ferocious-looking men began shedding tears of repentance.
To any onlooker, the scene would have looked incredibly bizarre.
Watching from above, Lan Qingyou’s eyes twitched at the sight.
Regarding their delusions, Lan Qingyou could only say they were overthinking things.
After contacting Shang Chuan, he informed her that he could bring a construction team to start work tomorrow. Thus, Lan Qingyou decided to hand all these people over to him.
After all, building houses required manpower.
As for those arrows, they were merely ‘guidance’ markers Lan Qingyou had created by adding a few instructions to the magic circle.
The purpose was to let these guys know they were being ‘watched.’
It was to remind them exactly whose territory this was.
After all, some people tended to feel entitled to whatever benefits they stumbled upon.
The next day.
Lan Qingyou woke up naturally, tidied herself up, and headed out with the two little ones.
Although she was headed to the Cursed Corridor today, she needed to meet with Shang Chuan first.
They had agreed yesterday to meet at the teleportation circle in the Witch's Forest, so she flew directly toward it after leaving.
Even before she arrived, she saw a crowd gathered around the teleportation circle.
“Is that the Witch of the Tower? It’s my first time seeing her.”
“She really is a witch. That outfit is pure witch style.”
“She’s even riding a broom.”
“I’m so jealous. I wish I could fly in the sky like that.”
“What’s that on her shoulder? An owl? A monster?”
“No idea. But isn’t it natural for a witch to have a pet?”
“Now that you mention it, you’re right. It doesn’t look out of place at all.”
The people by the teleportation circle began whispering as they watched Lan Qingyou drift leisurely through the air on her Magic Broom.
This caused Lan Qingyou to frown.
Shang Chuan’s subordinates shouldn’t be acting like this. As a businessman, he surely would have briefed them before coming.
That meant the rest could only be the people from District 666 who had moved in without permission.
“You’re here.”
Seeing Lan Qingyou drift over, Shang Chuan, who had been waiting at the entrance of the teleportation circle, immediately came forward to greet her.
“You’ve seen the place. What’s the plan?”
Lan Qingyou nodded to him.
“First, I’ll plan the streets, then choose a style, and after that, we’ll start the actual construction.”
“Mhm. Let’s start from the outer perimeter then.”
“Why the outer perimeter?”
“The inner circle will be useful later. Let’s hold off for a few days and see. It shouldn’t take more than ten days at most.”
“Ten days? That’s fine, not too long of a delay. But why?”
Shang Chuan was puzzled.
Lan Qingyou had sounded quite urgent before, yet now she wanted to postpone construction in the inner circle.
“A witch at the tea party last night proposed an interesting magical technique. We’re planning to discuss it in a few days. If it works out, we won’t need to build nearly as many structures.”
A new technique?
Hearing this, Shang Chuan understood the general idea.
Technology—he had heard of and seen it countless times at Tarot Villa. He knew exactly what the greatest advantage of people like Lan Qingyou was compared to others.
As for ‘a few days,’ it most likely referred to setting up the magic barrier at the Cursed Corridor.
In that case, there was indeed no need to rush.
“By the way, those arrows can serve as a general layout for the streets. That should make construction easier for you.”
Now that Shang Chuan had a general understanding, Lan Qingyou spoke again.
“I was actually going to ask about that. It’s great that the arrows point to the teleportation circle, but your place is much larger than the magic circles set up by the Adventurers’ Guilds. I feel like one teleportation circle won’t be enough.”
Reminded of this, Shang Chuan brought up the key issue he had wanted to ask about earlier.
He offered his suggestion to Lan Qingyou.
Lan Qingyou simply ignored his somewhat unintelligent question.
Nonsense.
This place was five kilometers in diameter, the size of a small city. How could the thousand-meter towns barely scraped together by the Adventurers’ Guilds’ apprentice witches compare to this original version?
However, Shang Chuan wasn't wrong about the teleportation circles.
But Lan Qingyou didn't care at all.
“It’s fine. I still have composite steel plates. I’ll just make more later. It’s not like I lack the technology.”
Exactly. When you had both the tech and the materials, you could afford to be this extravagant.
While other regions built towns centered around an Adventurers’ Guild with only one teleportation circle,
Lan Qingyou’s situation was different.
Including the one at the center of the habitat, she wouldn't even blink at setting up five teleportation circles.
It was a trivial matter.
“In my opinion, it would be best to have one in each cardinal direction. I might as well move my teleportation circle here too.”
“You can move it, but use it for yourself. I’m not so poor that I need yours.”
Lan Qingyou curled her lip at Shang Chuan’s kindness and flatly rejected it.
She had to be joking.
Whether it was the core Witch's Habitat or the outer Witch's Forest, this was all her territory.
How embarrassing would it be to use someone else’s teleportation circle on her own turf?
She was, after all, the Clan Leader of the Witch race.
“Alright then. In that case, I’ll toss my teleportation circle over to the Abandoned Ruins. That area is undergoing a major renovation. Word is the Supreme Council’s Adventurers’ Guild wants to move into the Abandoned Land.”
“Ho ho, that’s good intel. Justice didn’t mention anything about that.”
Hearing that the Supreme Council planned to come to the Abandoned Land, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but complain about Chu Yuan.
After all, he was the bridge between Tarot Villa and the Supreme Council.
It was a bit unreasonable for him not to disclose something like this.
“Haven’t you checked the group? He only found out this morning when he was called in for a morning briefing.”
“Oh. I just woke up; haven’t even washed my face yet.”
Lan Qingyou replied indifferently, then took out her card to check the chat logs. Seeing that it was true, she mentally apologized for blaming him.
The Tower: “@Justice, the Branch President of the Adventurers’ Guild in the Abandoned Land will be Susie, the current Branch President of the Golden Plains guild.”
Justice: “Wait, what!?”
Lan Qingyou’s sudden revelation nearly caught Chu Yuan completely off guard.
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