The first floor of the shelter.
Because it was Level 6, and with the design plans obtained from Chu Yuan earlier, the entire first floor, accented by crystal lamps and surrounding greenery, looked like a grand hall.
Well, in reality, it was a bright and somewhat grand hall.
On both sides of the hall, amidst the plants and flowers, were things that looked like hanging basket swings.
At this moment, Lan Qingyou was sitting on one, swaying gently as she looked at Diana, who was also sitting and swaying in a basket next to her.
Since the primary goal was to gather information, no one else had come this time.
After all, everyone had their own tasks. Seeing that Lan Qingyou herself was unharmed, they felt relieved enough to go about their business.
“So, first of all, what’s the deal with this resurrection magic? I have the bodies of about a dozen witches on my side who died while clearing the dungeon. If they can be brought back to life, that would be for the best.”
Lan Qingyou immediately asked about the thing that interested her most.
“Clan Leader, these are the detailed records and theories regarding this resurrection magic.”
Diana, knowing Lan Qingyou would definitely ask about this upon her return, had long since prepared the relevant materials and handed them over the moment Lan Qingyou spoke.
Lan Qingyou took the thick stack of documents and began to read.
The other witches remained silent, quietly waiting for Lan Qingyou to finish.
The records were very comprehensive.
They contained not only theories but also clinical research data and even follow-up observations after the procedures.
Moreover, they were written by the resurrected individuals themselves.
As expected, the witch lasses possessed a great spirit for research; she felt deeply gratified.
Wasn’t the reason she distributed Witch potions in the first place to get more people to join the research and provide her with inspiration?
For instance, this time, using a summoning magic circle to call upon a soul, then using Soul Siphon to fix it in place, and finally reinserting it—this wasn’t a train of thought a normal person would have.
But then again, witches were no longer human, so it didn’t really matter.
However, this method was equivalent to installing an extra heart in the body, which meant an additional weakness.
But compared to resurrection, such a risk was practically nothing.
“It’s a good theory, and the practice seems sound. Where should I send my people for treatment?”
Since the records stated that a summoning magic circle was required and that the soul couldn’t be allowed to become too scattered, the process could only be performed in specific locations.
This perhaps involved mysticism related to sacrifices, so Lan Qingyou couldn't just say she’d experiment on the spot.
Professional matters should be left to professionals.
She shouldn’t mess around with a theory she had only just begun to understand.
“Just release them, and I’ll have someone take over.”
Seeing that Lan Qingyou didn’t have the urge to try it herself, Diana also let out a sigh of relief.
She wasn't afraid of anything now, except that Lan Qingyou would immediately fall into a research-obsessed state upon her return.
After all, Diana had been the one supporting the Witch race for the past ten months or so.
It wasn't exactly grueling, but there were just too many troublesome matters; every little thing, internal or external, required her attention.
While Lan Qingyou had been equally hands-off when she was around, she had at least handled the external connections.
Especially the diplomatic work with the Kalim Supreme Council.
Without Lan Qingyou, Diana had to face not only internal pressure but external pressure as well.
The most typical example was the Witch race’s hunt for invaders and traitors.
Diana’s principle was to find and eliminate the person first, regardless of who was backing them.
As for whether the people behind them would jump out or exert pressure, that simply wasn’t within her scope of consideration.
Thus, under Diana’s coordination, Lan Qingyou took the witches’ bodies out of the herb bag and handed them over.
Because they had been performing witch resurrections for nearly ten months now...
Witches like Katie the Toy Witch and Martha the Summoning Witch currently possessed frighteningly high levels of proficiency and insight.
Upon receiving the bodies from Lan Qingyou, they quickly began their preparations.
After all, other ‘patients’ who had been turned into toy dolls were not nearly as easy to work with as these ‘well-preserved’ ones.
And now, thirty-some had arrived all at once.
For them, this was equivalent to taking a break in the middle of their work.
“Alright, let’s move on to the next topic. What exactly is going on with Kalim right now? When I left the dungeon, I only knew basic news—that someone had launched a war against the Abandoned Land and failed, and that many people had died.”
Lan Qingyou looked at Diana and asked with a frown.
Diana glanced at her and then handed over another report.
However, compared to the previous research report, this investigation report felt much heavier.
If one wondered how she knew it was an ‘investigation’ report, it was because it was written clearly on the very first page.
There was even a round stamp at the bottom that said ‘Top Secret.’
And it was signed by the investigator named ‘Adele.’
“Tsk tsk, Adele actually managed to write such a thick report? It must have been hard on her.”
In just ten months, even Adele—who had chosen to go out because she was even lazier than Lan Qingyou—had learned to write reports. Environment really does shape a person.
“Although the war is over, its aftereffects are far from gone,” Diana explained as Lan Qingyou read, clarifying some of the more obscure points.
“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect so many people to die.”
Looking at the figure of over ten billion deaths in the report, Lan Qingyou couldn’t help but click her tongue.
In ten months, more people had kicked the bucket than in the entire previous year.
If this report hadn’t been written by Adele and given to her by Diana, she would have thought some agent of chaos was playing a joke on her.
However...
“It wasn’t death.”
“Hmm?”
Diana, who was swinging leisurely to the side, said a single sentence that completely short-circuited Lan Qingyou’s brain.
“What do you mean?”
Lan Qingyou, who had been reading the report, looked up at Diana in a daze.
“Nearly a hundred thousand witches died. If we average it out and calculate simply based on five thousand milliliters of blood per person, and produce evolution items according to the standards for ancient blood, then approximately ten billion portions of evolution items could be made...”
Lan Qingyou gasped.
Over ten billion people gone.
The lost witch blood could produce ten billion evolution items...
“They... have already evolved? Evolved to the point where they are no longer recognized by the world consciousness and were kicked out of the magic desk’s population count?”
Based on Diana’s words, Lan Qingyou could only think of this one possibility.
After all, besides this, there was no other reason to explain the ‘coincidence’ of the increase and decrease matching so perfectly.
And Diana, seeing Lan Qingyou’s expression turn grave, turned her head and gave her a very solemn nod.
“Yes, it’s just as you said.”
“But whether it’s an evolution or a devolution remains unknown.”
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