Being able to walk from the edge of the region to its center completely unscathed was an absolute rarity.
However, while this place suited a Witch's constitution, the scenery lacked the beauty of the mountains and rivers found in The Abandoned Land.
In fact, it probably could not even compare to most regions on the Kalim Continent.
The landscape resembled the ash left behind after burning wood and paper. A single glance revealed a dreary, grayish expanse that stripped away any desire to explore further.
Therefore, it did not matter at all that Lan Qingyou was using a combat-modified Excavator to dig out the magic circle outside.
The Witches, however, fell into a collective daze when they saw her utilizing sothing like an Excavator to construct a magic circle.
It was not as if they had never built magic circles before.
But they had never considered doing it quite like this.
When a few of the bolder ones approached to ask, Lan Qingyou did not hide anything, freely sharing all the thods she had figured out on her own.
Granted, Lan Qingyou knew full well that there were bound to be spies sent by the Supre Council hidden among these hundred-plus individuals.
It was even possible that all one hundred of them were die-hard loyalists to the Supre Council.
But so what?
Even if only a single person among them was not a fanatic, Lan Qingyou's efforts would not be in vain.
Of course, this was not simply out of the goodness of her heart.
It was just that in the foreseeable future, every race would require a formidable fighting force.
Although she was selfish and driven entirely by her own safety and interests, that did not an she wanted to end up completely alone.
She could survive without talking or socializing, but she could not let this world be reduced to just her.
If things truly devolved to that point, this world would be far too terrifying.
As a matter of fact, Lan Qingyou's guidance proved incredibly beneficial to the Witches.
Witches were not necessarily all geniuses, but there was no doubt that none of them were fools.
Lan Qingyou was well aware that, compared to herself, these latecors to the Witch race rely lacked the one-on-one instruction provided by an alchemy master's manuscript.
She suspected another major reason was likely due to her own lack of formal education back on Blue Star.
The people forced to transmigrate this ti were all adults, aning they were over eighteen.
As for her, she had stopped going to school after a car accident at the age of fifteen.
That ant she had at least three years less education than they did, which resulted in her common sense, habits, and ways of thinking being less deeply ingrained.
As a result, her thought process tended to be more "unorthodox" or "counterintuitive."
Or perhaps, she was simply better suited for this magical world.
Regardless, under Lan Qingyou's guidance, the Witches made trendous progress in their mastery of magic circles.
At the sa ti.
The phrase "The foundation of Alchemy lies in Equivalent Exchange" had been deeply ingrained into everyone's minds through their daily interactions over the past few days.
This was especially true after Lan Qingyou provided them with practical demonstrations.
Because the Cursed Corridor was an incredibly highly valued piece of land by the Supre Council, they had provided top-tier treatnt for the construction of this magic circle.
No matter what materials Lan Qingyou requested, as long as the Supre Council had them, they would provide full support.
Therefore, the two magic items Lan Qingyou used for the "array core"—representing yin and yang, light and dark—were only slightly inferior to the Stone of Rest and the Stone of Sun Glory in her own garden.
Moreover, since the Supre Council wanted to expand the planting area without interfering with people's labor and harvests, the area Lan Qingyou excavated this ti was massive.
It started with a direct radius of two kiloters.
By applying the theory of "mutual repulsion" to forcefully project the magic circle outward, it could be expanded to a radius of at least ten kiloters.
This was several tis larger than her own habitat.
For this very reason, Lan Qingyou had initially estimated that the project would take several days and nights.
Fortunately, with around a hundred Witches serving as assistants, the ti spent was not nearly as long as she had anticipated.
Over the past few days, the bulk of the work had been completed, leaving only the final step of projecting the magic circle outward—essentially expanding its outer periter.
Because this step involved highly precise operations, Lan Qingyou remained heavily involved throughout the entire process.
She also took the ti to explain so of the core techniques and critical precautions to the Witches.
Boom!
"Whoa!!!"
When they saw the outermost ring of the magic circle stretch and blast outward, all the Witches who had participated in its construction could not help but cheer.
They had been exhausted these past few days, but they had also benefited imnsely.
Seeing the fruits of their labor materialize right before their eyes brought them unparalleled joy.
"Alright, the task is complete, and your instruction ends here. If you have any questions later, we can discuss them in the Tea Party," Lan Qingyou announced.
With the mission accomplished, Lan Qingyou watched the expanding outer ring shoot into the distance. She breathed a deep sigh of relief, feeling as though a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
To be honest.
She did not entirely understand why she had beco so busy lately.
It felt as though she had not done anything particularly out of the ordinary, yet she could no longer sit quietly in her Shelter brewing Potions like she used to.
'No.'
'Once I finish all the tasks I currently have on hand, I definitely need to take a good rest, brew so Potions, and do a bit of research.'
'It just so happens I have two types of blood that I haven't had the ti to process yet.'
'There are also the cold dicines, painkillers, and diarrhea treatnts I wanted to make before.'
"Since it is finished, Clan Head, we will return to report back to the Supre Council."
The past few days were neither long nor short.
However, Lan Qingyou's careful guidance had left these hundred-odd Witches completely convinced of her worthiness as their Clan Head.
For so of the Witches who already harbored admiration and respect for her, their faith had grown even more steadfast.
But as dispatched workers for the Supre Council, they had to return and submit their mission now that it was complete.
So, after resting for a brief mont, Sophia stepped forward to bid Lan Qingyou farewell.
Their schedule was tight, and their duties were heavy.
Even though Jiang Lan and Frena had previously suggested throwing a proper celebration once the magic circle was finished.
In truth, they did not even have the ti for that.
After all, among the 105 Witches—counting Susi's group of four—the vast majority had taken out loans to buy the Witch's Potion, saddling themselves with at least thirty years of debt.
"Very well. After you head back, you can continue recomnding Witches you know to join the Tea Party," Lan Qingyou replied.
"Understood, Clan Head."
"Haha, the Clan Head sounds like she's running a Ponzi sche now."
"What nonsense are you spouting? The Clan Head is just reminding us that we still have so side quests to do."
"Ah, right, right! It was just a joke, why so serious?"
"I just feel a bit reluctant to part with the Clan Head."
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