Justice: "I found the items. How many do you need?"
Tower: "1,000 basic units."
Justice: "I've mailed them to you."
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Chu Yuan finally found the precious materials Lan Qingyou needed, and he provided them quite readily.
People were left dumbfounded by the sight.
To be honest, it all came back to that old, recurring issue.
Because the supply of Witch race potions had been cut off and the witches were trading privately with others, the Supreme Council had lost at least seventy percent of its potion market share.
Therefore, when Lan Qingyou needed materials, some members of the Supreme Council didn't want to give them at all.
After all, they and the Witch race—specifically the 'Black Witch' on Lan Qingyou's side—had basically reached a breaking point in their relationship.
Under such circumstances, wouldn't giving materials to the other party make them look like suckers?
That was the logic.
Everyone also understood that the opposing council members were technically correct.
However...
Chu Yuan: "Word is that curse magic was developed by the Witch of the Tower based on the information she gathered after returning from the dungeon."
Give it! Give it all!
It's just a few materials!
Although the Millennium Tree Branch was considered a top-tier rare material, the Supreme Council was vast and wealthy; they weren't lacking in this regard.
In short, they had Chu Yuan pass on a message: 'Don't underestimate the bonds of our Supreme Council' and 'Feel free to ask for anything you need in the future.'
Their posture was very low, but it had to be.
That was curse magic, after all!
According to the intelligence they currently possessed, the four individuals who had been struck were still hovering on the boundary between life and death.
It was a state of 'worse than death,' where they felt they could die at any moment, yet simply could not.
To be honest, many people feared death.
But if they just gritted their teeth, they could get through it.
After all, it was just a matter of closing one's eyes for the last time.
The members of the Supreme Council, who had struggled on the Kalim continent for so long, were psychologically prepared for that much.
But this state of being neither alive nor dead was pure psychological torture.
So! While bowing their heads was embarrassing, bowing to a witch wasn't.
Meanwhile, Lan Qingyou began her preparations after receiving the materials.
The upgrade for the Perching Giant Tree facility required things like the Millennium Tree Branch, giant tree branches, and branches from the Ancient of War, Ancient of Knowledge, Ancient of Life, and Ancient of Wind—items that should have been extremely difficult to obtain.
But for Lan Qingyou, she was completely 'ahead of the curve' for the upgrade.
Thinking back, the Ancient Tree Branch had been guarded by the four types of Ancients; if one couldn't defeat them, it was naturally impossible to obtain their branches.
Looking at it this way, there was a necessary connection between these materials and the Perching Giant Tree.
Or rather, they were originally meant to be used as 'nutrients' for the Perching Giant Tree that grew from the Ancient Tree Branch.
These branches from the Ancients were undoubtedly precious, as every drop of their sap could grant someone a skill.
But now that they were needed to upgrade the Perching Giant Tree, there was no other choice.
Fortunately, because of her persistence back then, Lan Qingyou had brought back all four trees in their entirety.
Although a portion had been squeezed into sap due to limited storage capacity at the time, much of them remained untouched.
She simply picked up the pink infantry's chainsaw sword and started cutting.
In any case, the so-called basic units weren't strictly standardized; as long as they were roughly the same size, it was fine.
Just as Lan Qingyou finished preparing the materials for the Perching Giant Tree, the others also gathered all the materials for the Flight Control Center.
Nightmare Witch: "All personnel have been evacuated. We are ready for the upgrade at any time."
Having spent ten months following Lan Qingyou in the dungeon, the Nightmare Witch Catherine was now considered Lan Qingyou's new right-hand woman.
However, unlike the administrative Diana, Catherine assisted Lan Qingyou more in matters of execution.
The members of the 'dungeon group' under her command—excluding the original members of the Witch Group—had all been placed under her management to handle field operations.
Coordinating between the witches like this was part of her job description.
Witch of the Tower: "Received. Preparing to start the upgrade immediately."
【Each shelter upgrade allows you to choose three facilities for modification. Please choose carefully based on your needs.】
【Would you like to upgrade?】
【Yes.】
After selecting the 【Flight Control Center】, the 【Perching Giant Tree】, and a 【Bathroom】 for personal enjoyment, Lan Qingyou quickly and eagerly chose to upgrade.
It was the same familiar smoke and the same familiar construction sounds.
Only this time, the 3D adjustment interface that had appeared during the Level 5 upgrade showed up again.
She remembered that it hadn't appeared for Level 6, right?
Was it because this was an odd-numbered level? Or simply because the changes this time were quite massive?
As the project's author and executor, Lan Qingyou naturally knew how significant these changes were.
After all, digging an entire Typhon City out of the ground was a difficult task no matter how one looked at it.
Furthermore, she had to make this behemoth fly.
But now was not the time to worry about that. After examining the 3D model of the entire Eureka City, Lan Qingyou installed the Flight Control Center in the industrial zone, where personnel were relatively scarce and defenses were tight.
Aside from a few witches conducting research, everyone else active there was a golem.
Because that area was the mass-production site for most of the witches' research results, its security forces were even stronger than those of the Witch Academy.
After all, the apprentice witches of the Witch Academy were a form of defense themselves.
Of course.
After the long Abandoned War, those apprentice witches who had been unable to graduate grew rapidly because of the conflict, and there were fewer of them now.
However, apprentice witches who weren't good at drawing magic circles or other subjects still existed.
But it didn't matter; it didn't cost much to support them anyway.
Moreover, even if these witches weren't good at the subjects required by the academy, it didn't mean they didn't have their own strengths.
Thus, they could support themselves.
After all, the saying that every member of the Witch race was an alchemist was not just a joke.
The current trend on the Kalim continent was that people would buy any potion—be it high-end, mid-range, low-end, or even those with poor efficacy.
Lan Qingyou hadn't considered making new Witch potions to increase the number of witches for the time being.
It wasn't a lack of materials, but rather a lack of necessity.
The racial war had already begun; looking at the world channel, large-scale conquests had already started in some places.
Under these circumstances, even if she made Witch potions, she wouldn't want to distribute them.
It was better for everyone to just conduct their research in harmony. As for the people below fighting to the death, it was none of the Witch race's business.
If anything, the fact that the Witch race hadn't intervened was their final act of conscience.
However, the witches would still run dungeons.
It was a stable source of attribute points, after all; there was no reason not to go.
As for other humans, they would try to avoid contact as much as possible. The wounds were too deep, the pain too profound...
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