“Alright, let’s sign the contract.”
Chu Yuan, having drafted the agreement, handed two identical documents to the two women.
Since this wasn't an overly solemn affair and was bound by the world consciousness and magic, there was no need for the kind of ten-page, jargon-filled legal scrolls typical of Blue Star.
After both parties reviewed the contents and expressed satisfaction, they signed directly using their mana.
“Where to next?”
“Huh?”
As the auction ended and the contract was signed, Olf’s sudden question left Lan Qingyou momentarily dazed.
“Everything is finished. Shouldn't we be disbanding? Or are you planning to have a late-night snack here? Honestly, if you're going to eat here, you'd be better off going to Gu Xiaobei’s Delight Restaurant.”
Even though she was the Clan Leader of this place, Lan Qingyou still advised them against eating here.
It wasn't that the food was inedible, but with Gu Xiaobei as a superior option, there was absolutely no reason to eat in Typhon City.
She followed this rule herself.
Usually, as long as she wasn't buried in research or overtime, she basically lived on the delicacies Gu Xiaobei routinely distributed in the group chat.
“My point was that since we’re already here, you might as well take us to see the industrial zone where the golems are made. It’s perfect timing since I need to pick up my order anyway.”
Olf was still thinking about the golems he had ordered.
Although the population in his Damocles City was considerable, with over a hundred thousand Titans, it was still far from enough to meet their needs.
Even adding the million-plus transmigrators wasn't enough.
Therefore, the demand for fully automatic golems was massive, especially for mining operations.
If it weren't for Lan Qingyou’s purchase limits and the fact that everyone else in the group wanted to order some, his Titan race alone could have monopolized her production capacity for months.
“Oh, right. I almost forgot about that. Let’s go then. Once we’re done touring, I still have to notify the witches who need to go to the High Priestess’s place tomorrow.”
As she spoke, Lan Qingyou flew outward, and the others immediately followed.
They had been curious about her industrial zone for a long time.
It wasn't that they wanted to steal any trade secrets; they were simply curious.
They wanted to see what kind of scene it was where golems produced more golems.
Knowing that these shut-in girls weren't easy to drag out of their homes, Lan Qingyou was already calculating how to lure them with benefits.
Fortunately, with the three hundred thousand tons of materials provided by the High Priestess now on hand, she had the perfect bait to pull them out of their rooms.
As she flew, Lan Qingyou pulled out her card and opened a group chat named ‘Witch Group.’ This was a group she and the other 88 witches had created to facilitate the study and exchange of magic circles.
Witch of the Tower: “The auction is over. Tomorrow we’re starting construction at a new site. Three shifts, ten days per person. Who’s going first?”
Summoning Witch: “Boss, it’s only been a few days and you want us back on the construction site hauling dirt? Can’t you let us rest for a bit?”
Because of their previous collaboration, Lan Qingyou had become very close with the 88 witches.
Since she was the Clan Leader and highly skilled in both alchemy and magic circles, everyone respected her.
Furthermore, since witches were a race that had moved beyond the concept of age, everyone affectionately called Lan Qingyou ‘Boss.’
Flame Witch: “I’m in the middle of an experiment, so I’ll take the last shift.”
Witch of the Tower: “If you’re experimenting, how did you reply so fast? Who are you trying to fool!?”
Flame Witch: “I just finished the preparations. Alright, I’m starting now.”
Witch of the Tower: “...”
Dream Witch: “We were just talking about the auction. I’ll go tomorrow.”
Witch of the Tower: “Alice is the best after all. She knows how to look after her big sister.”
Dream Witch: “Not really. I just want to get it over with so I can sleep sooner.”
Witch of the Tower: “...Alice is the best after all. She knows how to give her big sister a heartache, unlike Pandora who’s full of nonsense. I bet she’s lurking on the screen right now.”
Lan Qingyou pretended not to see Alice’s real reason and continued to provoke the Flame Witch, Pandora.
Moonlight Witch: “Haha, I’ll go too then. I don’t have much to do these next two days anyway. It’ll be a good chance to consolidate my magic circle drawing skills.”
Silent Witch: “+1”
Witch of the Tower: “Lucia, Xu Jingwen, you two are wonderful. Not like a certain someone...”
Flame Witch: “Yeah, yeah, you’ve been talking all this time just because you want me to go.”
Witch of the Tower: “See, I knew you were lurking. So, are you going or not?”
Flame Witch: “...It’s only ten days. I might as well get it over with. I’ll just delay my experiment by ten days.”
Cornered by Lan Qingyou’s nagging, Pandora helplessly sent a message of surrender.
Witch of the Tower: “Don’t be so pessimistic. Everyone who goes will get one ton of materials upfront.”
Steel Witch: “Only one ton?”
Witch of the Tower: “The daily wage afterward will be 100 pounds.”
Nightmare Witch: “That’s not right. No matter how you look at it, a 100-pound fee doesn't satisfy the principle of equivalent exchange.”
Thorn Witch: “I think it’s fine. As long as we don’t have to work night shifts all the time like last time, I’m okay.”
Rose Witch: “I actually prefer working at night. I have zero energy during the day.”
Radiant Witch: “Does that mean we’re doing day and night shifts again?”
Rose Witch: “No need for that. I’ll just take the night shifts.”
...
While Lan Qingyou was chatting with the witches, the Villa members following behind her were also talking.
However, they were mostly discussing their own issues and academic matters.
Specifically, that defense value.
After all, aside from Vivian, who was a literal powerhouse, most of the others only had cities of a certain size. If they wanted to increase their population, they had to think about expanding upward into the sky.
Nemo: “By the way, Moon, didn't you say you were forming a fleet? I’ve mapped out a navigation chart. Do you want it?”
As they walked, Hierophant Nemo asked Shang Chuan, who seemed to be calculating something.
“A navigation chart? I definitely need that. Where does it lead?”
“A route passing through the Redwood Coast to Red Mud Bay, then heading north to the Broken Isles. It’s a route full of business opportunities.”
As Nemo spoke, Shang Chuan pulled out his card to check the map.
Since the regional barriers were gone, the mapmaking team under The Fool had been traveling everywhere, roughly sketching out each area. This made it easy for Shang Chuan to identify the route Nemo mentioned.
Even though the ships for his fleet hadn't been built yet, Shang Chuan wasn't worried at all.
The auction held by Lan Qingyou and the others had not only brought him a nice bit of pocket money but had also resulted in a sudden influx of people.
He had seized the opportunity, and in just those few days, he had managed to recruit over twenty thousand people.
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