High Priestess: "I see. In that case, there's no other way. You can take them for now; just send over some potions later."
The Tower: "That won't be a problem. I'll prepare a batch of the latest potions for you shortly. How about I throw in a batch of attribute potions as well?"
For the Witch race, as long as they had the materials, they could produce as many potions as they wanted. This was why Lan Qingyou added the extra offer.
High Priestess: "That works."
With the High Priestess's agreement, the brief transaction finally came to a close.
Lan Qingyou had acquired a total of thirty-one Magic Eyes.
She inspected them and found that there weren't even any overlapping skills among them.
Though she felt a twinge of irritation, she quickly placed the Magic Eyes into the small bottle from before.
The bottle wasn't very large to begin with, so the thirty-odd Magic Eyes filled it to the brim.
Well...
She would have to find a way to craft a preserving solution later.
However, it wasn't a major issue.
After all, Professor Alisa's research included techniques for creating nutrient solutions.
She just needed to tweak the nutrient solution to store the Magic Eyes properly.
Seeing that the transaction between the High Priestess and The Tower had concluded, Chu Yuan immediately stepped in to steer the conversation back to the "right track."
And this time, there was truly no one to interrupt him.
Justice: "Regarding the matter of the Racial War, does anyone have any thoughts?"
Magician: "This matter is indeed quite thorny. If I'm not mistaken, there are likely people already gathering to make a move on the evolved beings."
High Priestess: "That's a certainty. After all, those people are capable of anything."
The Sun: "One could even say that the individuals who can mobilize so quickly are not only proactive but also highly ambitious."
Righteousness: "That's true. In any group, there will always be a highly ambitious person leading the charge."
Seeing that the discussion had shifted to this "serious business" that everyone was aware of, the chatter died down.
The previous topics had reached their conclusion, and it was time to delve into something new.
However, there wasn't actually much to discuss on this topic.
After all, the answer to the riddle was written right on its face.
A Racial War was simply a war that broke out between different races.
Unfortunately, everyone had already experienced this to some extent before this new version update arrived.
However...
The Moon: "I actually think there's nothing to worry about in this regard."
The Star: "Hmm?"
High Priestess: "Why is that?"
Shang Chuan's sudden contrary opinion left everyone a bit puzzled, but he had his own reasoning.
"Everyone, don't forget that the world consciousness stated that killing any 'other race'—meaning any race other than your own—will grant attributes."
"This means they can kill evolved beings to increase their attribute points, but they can also kill Degenerates to do the same. They have many more choices."
"This isn't just something the Transmigrators will do; evolved beings will likely do the same. After all, no one will ever complain about having too many attribute points."
Shang Chuan spoke at length, leaving everyone holding their cards in silence as they read his words.
It was true. Didn't Degenerates fall under the category of 'other races' as well?
Furthermore, technically speaking, monsters could also be considered 'other races.' It was just that most people wouldn't naturally group their own sapient species with wild beasts.
But the possibility was undeniably there.
However, Shang Chuan wasn't finished.
While the members of the Tarot Villa were each considering whether to send people to hunt some monsters or Degenerates to test the situation, Shang Chuan dropped another shocking piece of information.
"And there's a very important advantage of the Degenerates that perhaps no one has considered."
"You have to realize that there are currently over ten billion Degenerates. That's equivalent to over ten billion attribute points."
"Moreover, based on the information I've gathered, many of the races among these Degenerates possess an incredibly strong reproductive capacity."
...
Reproductive capacity... Indeed, no one had thought of that.
Since the transmigration began, most people had been struggling just to survive and find enough food. Meanwhile, these top-tier players had been focused on constantly strengthening themselves, so such matters had never crossed their minds.
But now that Shang Chuan had pointed it out, everyone had a sudden moment of realization.
The Moon: "@The Tower, do you remember that Little People race your Witch race took in earlier?"
The Tower: "I remember. Their numbers seemed quite small, only a few thousand or so."
The Moon: "Right. But now, because they used witch blood and suffered the Witch's Curse, they've transformed from the Little People race into goblins. Their reproductive capacity is terrifyingly high."
The Moon: "One month for pregnancy, and three months to reach maturity. In the ten months you were away—"
The Tower: "Wait, they were originally evolved beings. Why would they need to use witch blood?"
The Moon: "Supposedly, the leader of the Little People race received a batch of witch blood after agreeing to the backstab."
The Moon: "Thinking that all blood was essentially the same, he used the witch blood while crafting the evolution items for the Little People race, which resulted in a large quantity of evolution potions."
The Moon: "Perhaps emboldened by previous successes, the leader of the Little People race used the evolution items on pre-selected personnel without identifying them first."
The Moon: "In the end, the original Little People, who were already few in number, were slaughtered by the massive number of newly evolved goblin clansmen."
The Moon: "There are many similar examples, and the general process of how they came to be is roughly the same."
The Emperor: "So you're saying the Little People race and those other races no longer exist?"
The Moon: "They still exist. After all, even elves are divided into different lineages; the same naturally applies to the Little People race."
Compared to Gu Xiaobei's inquiry, Lan Qingyou was currently the most unsettled.
She never imagined such a thing was possible.
Adding witch blood—or rather, the blood of an evolved being—to the foundation of ancient blood.
While doing so could occasionally result in a synergy where one plus one was greater than two, more often than not, it only led to disaster.
As an alchemist who frequently dealt with materials like herbs, she was well aware of this.
Playing around like that with potions was essentially the same as seeking death.
After all, things like pharmacology and efficacy required diligent study and the accumulation of knowledge; alternatively, one needed a proven recipe to be able to manufacture anything without worry.
Otherwise, Lan Qingyou wouldn't have had to conduct her potion research through such painstaking trial and error.
It was clear that the leaders of those small races lacked the relevant experience, yet they had arrogantly assumed they knew what they were doing and brought ruin upon themselves.
But if every Degenerate could be counted as an attribute point, then one could simply go out and hunt them.
Thinking this, Lan Qingyou immediately sent a message to Diana, telling her to find someone to test the situation outside and see exactly what would happen.
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