“Whoa!”
Lan Qingyou couldn't help but exclaim in surprise as she stepped out of her door.
Having not left her home for about half a month, Lan Qingyou found that the Witch's Forest had completely transformed the moment she stepped out again.
Buildings stood tall, and the streets were wide.
Even the roads were paved with large, smooth slabs of bluestone.
She wasn't sure how Shang Chuan had managed it, but Lan Qingyou personally felt that there were significantly more people in the Witch's Forest than there had been half a month ago.
Even the giant trees were being utilized; suspension bridges made of vines and wooden planks were strung between them, giving the entire city a very multi-dimensional feel.
It felt like being back in that 8D magical city, with layers going up and down that made one feel like they would get lost at a single glance.
Of course, these features were primarily concentrated in the northeastern part of the city.
After all, that was the living and commercial area Diana had planned for commoners.
To the east and southeast of Lan Qingyou's habitat, downstream of the water flow, there were various types of shelters.
Lan Qingyou even saw a flashy shelter that looked exactly like a giant mushroom.
She had no idea how a shelter like that had been upgraded, but more importantly, she was curious about the mental journey of its owner.
After all, upgrades, like talents, were largely determined by the person's state of mind.
It was just like Lan Qingyou's own 'High Tower.'
Compared to the northeastern district, the planning here was far less standardized.
There wasn't even a main road; instead, there were nothing but winding pebble paths.
Without even looking, she knew these had to belong to the witches.
While Diana's planning was excellent, one had to remember that some among the witches were naturally unsuited for learning magic circles.
So, that area was essentially prepared by Diana for that specific group of witches.
To be honest, even Lan Qingyou hadn't considered this step. She had to admit, having an assistant like Diana was simply fantastic.
To the west of Lan Qingyou's habitat was the site of the Witch Academy that Diana had mentioned before.
Similar to the commoner district, this area was also newly built, with suspension bridges also strung between the trees.
Lan Qingyou looked around and saw a wooden board posted above each tree hollow classroom, stating exactly what the room was for.
Compared to the academy's main building, which was still under construction, these tree hollow classrooms were mostly used for experiments and interest groups.
After all, while the witches' research was diverse due to their personal interests, if one ignored those interests and looked at the classifications, there were only about a hundred or so branches.
As for the areas to the south and north of Lan Qingyou's habitat, they were left empty for now since they hadn't decided what to build there yet.
Oh, right.
Outside the magic circle to the west, Diana also wanted to clear a piece of land for a herb field for the students to practice planting.
Regardless, neither mana turbulence nor mana tides were particularly destructive to herbs.
“Yo, you're out.”
By the time Lan Qingyou was done wandering aimlessly in the air, Shang Chuan had already approached her, accompanied by Diana.
The two had gotten along very well over the past half month.
After all, they both lived in small caves, so they shared a certain sense of mutual sympathy.
“I'm out. I ran into some issues with my research and need to find some help.”
Lan Qingyou nodded, then looked toward the transmigrators who were busy with construction.
Under Lan Qingyou's gaze, the working transmigrators felt under immense pressure. Fearing they might be kicked out, every one of them worked even faster.
“Why are there so many more people now?”
After watching for a moment, Lan Qingyou asked Shang Chuan in confusion.
“They're all recruits. Most are locals from the Abandoned Land, and the rest came from other regions. We even subsidized their travel expenses and gave them a two-bedroom little stilt house upon arrival.”
Knowing Lan Qingyou would ask this, Shang Chuan answered immediately.
“Oh? If that's the case, isn't this number a bit too low?”
Lan Qingyou raised an eyebrow.
Was he joking?
According to Diana's plan, the Witch's Forest could accommodate at least two or three hundred thousand people.
From what she saw now, while there were indeed many more people than before, the total was still far too small.
It didn't make sense. With that level of support, people should have been breaking their necks to get in.
Why did it feel like there were so few?
Now it was Shang Chuan's turn to be stunned.
“Wait, haven't you been paying attention to the World Channel?”
“When I'm doing experiments, I wish I had twenty-five hours a day. How could I have the spare time to look at a sewer-like place like the World Channel?”
“Still as sharp-tongued as ever, I see. Well, here's the situation...”
Faced with such a fanatical researcher, a helpless Shang Chuan had no choice but to bring Lan Qingyou up to speed.
Simply put, once the other major races learned that Lan Qingyou had secured autonomy for her Witch race in the Abandoned Land, they all started clamoring for their own autonomous territories to settle their kin.
To gain the support of these evolved beings, the Kalim Supreme Council agreed to recognize their claims.
As a result, almost every race obtained a region as their territory.
After receiving recognition, these groups began recruiting all sorts of talent on the World Channel, each offering better terms than the last.
They offered houses, cars, materials, and even magic tools...
The World Channel became incredibly lively.
The population of each territory shot up to hundreds of thousands in no time.
Because of the emergence of these autonomous territories, the evolved beings of various races scattered across the world or those driven by the Kalim Supreme Council also felt the urge to return.
However, since many had signed agreements or contracts to get their evolution items on 'credit,' they were currently working off their debts just like the witches and couldn't leave yet.
But because of the unique nature of the witches, or perhaps because the Kalim Supreme Council wanted to do Lan Qingyou a favor...
Some witches who were unable to learn magic circles, or simply couldn't master them, were released by the Kalim Supreme Council.
This was why there were now several witches' shelters in the Witch's Forest.
Since Lan Qingyou had already promised that the daily supply of potions wouldn't decrease, giving these 'useless' witches to Lan Qingyou was no loss to the Kalim Supreme Council.
“Wait, if that's the case, shouldn't our numbers be even higher? Are they looking down on our Witch race?”
Lan Qingyou, who hadn't listened to a word of the latter part, looked at Shang Chuan in confusion.
“You know as well as I do that most people go to these places for the sake of evolution. And as for the Witch race... because it requires becoming female, many men just can't get past that mental hurdle.”
Shang Chuan explained with a wry smile.
To be honest, while he could understand it, he felt that in the face of power, most people should be willing to cast aside such trivialities.
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