“Dec... decorations!?”
Lan Qingyou gaped slightly.
Was this some kind of joke?
If hanging all sorts of colorful things on a world-class object like the Perching Giant Tree as if it were a Christmas tree counted as decorations, then she really wanted to know what didn't.
Wait...
“New Year!?”
After the initial shock, Lan Qingyou snapped out of it and finally remembered the concept of the New Year.
Tsk, tsk. New Year... it felt like such a distant term.
Lan Qingyou scratched her head.
She had previously remembered that it had been nearly a full year since the transmigration, but then the auction, the magic circle construction in Emerald Ridge, and the racial competition—those 'major events'—had happened one after another, and she had completely forgotten.
Now that Susie had reminded her, she finally recalled.
“Tomorrow?” Lan Qingyou asked tentatively.
“Yes.”
“...Time has passed so quickly. I haven't even had time to prepare...”
With that, Lan Qingyou immediately turned around and flew back into her shelter.
“Clan Leader, you're...”
“Preparing gifts for you all! As your Clan Leader, I naturally have to show some appreciation.”
Lan Qingyou said this as she conveniently shut the door, leaving Susie standing outside in a daze.
Gifts? What would a gift from the Witch of the Tower be? She was really looking forward to it...
Susie lowered her hand, which had been about to stop the other, and then arched an eyebrow as she began to calculate.
The Witch of the Tower, the number one transmigrator.
The things she gave out definitely couldn't be third-rate.
Dream Witch: “What! Boss is going to give us New Year's gifts?”
Not long after Susie spread the news in the tea party group, it reached the Witch Group's chat.
Moonlight Witch: “It's true. Everyone in the tea party group is talking about it.”
Silent Witch: “What could it be? I'm so curious.”
Steel Witch: “I think it might be some interesting potion, maybe even a talent potion.”
Thorn Witch: “Didn't Susie say Boss just remembered? Anything that can be made in a single day is probably just a potion or something similar.”
Dream Witch: “I think so too, but it's more likely to be some kind of golem. After all, that's Boss—a total closet case, definitely hiding some mischief in her heart.”
Moonlight Witch: “You don't actually think Boss doesn't look at the chat group, do you?”
Silent Witch: “Outlaw, wait for your judgment.”
Dream Witch: “Fear what? Boss usually doesn't look at her cards when making potions. These few hours are plenty of time for us to bury the messages.”
Silent Witch: “I took a screenshot.”
Moonlight Witch: “I saved it.”
Thorn Witch: “I sent it.”
Dream Witch: “Hey! You guys! Especially Cynthia, are you trying to get me killed!?”
Thorn Witch: “Haha, look, she's panicking! She's panicking!”
Steel Witch: “Hahahahaha...”
For a moment, the group was filled with a joyful atmosphere.
In fact, Alice was right; Lan Qingyou really didn't have time to look, although it wasn't because she was making potions as the Steel Witch had thought.
But she was indeed doing research.
...
The next day.
Lan Qingyou went another night without sleep. As the sun began to rise, she finally put down her pen and picked up her card.
Witch of the Tower: “@Everyone, I've placed a file named 'Witch Race New Year's Gift' in the group files. Download it if you need it. I also wish you all a Happy New Year in Year 2 of the Transmigration Era.”
After saying this, Lan Qingyou put down her card and turned to look out the window at the sky, dyed a brilliant red by the morning sun.
The Transmigration Era.
This was a name circulating on the world channel. It was impossible to trace who had first called it that, but because it was so fitting, it had been passed down.
The year they first arrived was naturally Year 1 of the Transmigration Era, and now, today, it had finally reached the second year.
Or rather, on this day one year ago, they had been collectively pulled into this world.
She remembered that back then, she was an existence that could only crawl and writhe on the ground, but it was also on that day, after obtaining the E-grade talent 'Body Lightening spell', that her fate changed.
She found Albert's notes, learned the alchemy of potion-making, and successfully earned her first pot of gold.
After that, she cooperated with Shang Chuan and the others, slowly strengthening her power.
Finally, one year later, she had reached this relatively safe position.
She had to admit that while it wasn't exactly grueling, it had indeed been hard work.
In one word—satisfying!
While Lan Qingyou was “reminiscing about the past,” the tea party group was in an uproar.
Although they didn't know why a file could serve as a New Year's gift.
But those witches who had been waiting since midnight immediately downloaded the file titled “Witch Race New Year's Gift” the moment Lan Qingyou sent the message.
Naturally, this included Lan Qingyou's die-hard fans, the members of the Witch Group who were like her personal guard.
“Black Witch Smoke? A spell?”
“I took a quick look; it's a defensive spell that's specifically effective against Magic Eyes.”
“In that case, if we get into a fight with those White Witches later, won't we have a huge advantage?”
“Hey, hey, don't say things that aren't conducive to unity. Why would we fight the White Witches? Don't forget, some other monsters have Magic Eyes too.”
“That's true, but the competition just ended not long ago. It's not surprising that the biological engineering on the White Witches' side left a deep impression on everyone.”
“Black Witch was probably a name those meddling fools gave us, right? It's fitting, but I don't really like it.”
“The Clan Leader is using it, so let it be. It's just a name, anyway. No need to make a fuss.”
“True. No need to worry about the name. Besides, I've already learned it after reading it once. It's not only a practical defensive spell, but it also looks really cool when you use it while flying.”
“Cool! Really?”
“Of course. It'll at least increase your sense of mystery by five degrees.”
“What's the full score for these degrees?”
“Ten degrees.”
“Then it's solid. I was already mysterious; with this addition, I'll be out of this world.”
“You certainly look mysterious.”
“That's a personal attack, isn't it? Just you wait, I'm coming to your house right now.”
“Wait, can you tell me why you learned it so fast?”
“Damn! Don't compare yourself to her; she's the academic genius of the Witch Group.”
“I see. My apologies for being blunt. Farewell.”
Once the witches saw the contents of the file, they all began trying to learn it.
“So this is the Clan Leader's New Year's gift... I feel like it's already exceeded the scope of a gift.”
“Now that you mention it, you're right. The theories in this magic seem very useful.”
As they learned, the old habit of these witches—their love for research—flared up again.
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