Regarding this, Beatrice naturally had her own ideas.
"Haha, as long as we attract them over, it's fine. Didn't you say it yourself? The key isn't the individuals, but those small clans."
Beatrice let out a loud laugh, then firmly smacked her folding fan against her palm.
"The ones we truly want to attract are the people from these small clans, and the ones we truly need to contact are also them. As for the rest of those independent stragglers, let them do as they please."
"Whether they stay or leave, it doesn't matter."
"Anyway, whether in terms of numbers or combat power, these Transmigrators simply cannot be compared to those Evolvers who dare to risk their lives to carve out a future for themselves."
Beatrice's tone made no attempt to hide her disdain for the Transmigrators.
However, she wasn't looking down on all Transmigrators; after all, she was one herself.
Instead, she despised those self-righteous fools who delusionally expected to reap the rewards without sowing, constantly demanding handouts and acting entitled.
The rest of the Witches were already accustod to this.
After all, rumor had it that back on Blue Star, Beatrice had been tornted by a leech-like, bloodsucking family, which fueled her deep-seated hatred for such people.
It was precisely because she hated those people, and hated the thought of becoming one of them.
So, she had abandoned everything to co here the very mont the Witches' Forest opened.
She did it for no other reason than to repay Lan Qingyou for the Witch's Potion gifted in the world channel. Otherwise, she might never have escaped that disastrous family of hers.
"If that is the case, then there shouldn't be any major issues. Let us proceed in this direction. Lengyue, lead your people and make a few more trips."
Once she had a clear train of thought, Diana made her decisions quickly.
After all, it was a highly feasible plan.
Attract people here, then quietly make contact and negotiate with those small clans.
This way, they wouldn't even have to worry about anyone discovering that the Witch Clan was reaching out to those small clans. It was truly killing multiple birds with one stone.
Of course, Diana would not personally approach and negotiate with every single race.
That would have to be determined when the ti ca.
"No problem. We need to level up anyway."
Nangong Lengyue had no objections to this arrangent. It was all about fighting and killing regardless.
Fighting was fighting, no matter how it was done.
To her, as long as there was sothing to kill, it was fine. It just ant she might need to screen her personnel a bit more carefully.
After all, they would be leading teams. If a team consisted of a hundred people, they would need at least five to ten veterans.
Although mobilizing over a thousand people was not an issue, the crux of the matter was that, aside from the portion of the Patrol Team gathering intelligence, the rest were still responsible for patrolling the entirety of The Abandoned Land.
Even though The Abandoned Land would no longer spawn monsters above E-rank due to its promotion to a city.
The focus of their work remained unchanged.
It had rely shifted from guarding against monsters to solely preventing invasions.
"However... Typhon City's current area probably cannot accommodate that many people, right?"
After calculating in her mind for a mont, Nangong Lengyue arrived at a critical issue: territory.
If their territory was not large enough, bringing in more people would be useless.
"The Clan Head already anticipated this point. She should currently be designing a new magic array to expand Typhon City's area."
Diana answered Nangong Lengyue's question before turning to the other Witches to assign tasks one by one.
After all, they were going to host a large-scale auction soon, so they needed to consider all potential problems during the preparation phase.
"Oh, speaking of territory, we can also use our limited space as an excuse to screen the guests attending the auction. This way, we can invite all the clan heads of those small clans in one fell swoop."
As the eting was drawing to a close, Beatrice, who had been completely silent since earlier, spoke up again.
"Have so decency, will you..."
Diana rolled her eyes at her.
'This girl really is sothing... We are on Kalim now, not Blue Star, yet she actually wants to pull a hunger marketing stunt?'
However, it was admittedly a good thod.
Of course.
Diana wasn't thinking about screening guests, but rather sending out formal invitations to the clan heads, big and small.
This would guarantee their attendance.
Even if the clan head did not co in person, as long as they sent representatives, there would be room for negotiation.
Moreover, this would help avoid unnecessary trouble.
It prevented the risk of so people missing the news and later complaining that they were being looked down upon.
Although the Witch Clan did not fear trouble, nor did they fear anyone looking for it.
That did not an they enjoyed bringing trouble upon themselves. After all, every single one of them was busy.
Look at this eting—everyone had shown up except for the head of the Tourism Departnt.
But even so, the majority of them had rely carved out a brief window of ti from their incredibly packed schedules.
But even so, the majority of them had rely carved out a brief window of ti from their incredibly packed schedules.
So were swamped with official duties, while others were at the tail end of their experints.
Therefore, they needed to minimize any potential threats that might waste their ti.
"Oh, I almost forgot..."
Diana suddenly slapped her forehead, then looked toward the corner of the conference room. Sitting there obediently was a Witch dressed entirely in black, her face concealed beneath a dark veil.
"Ursula, since there isn't much going on at the dicinal fields lately, why don't you take your Cultivation Witches and help out Lengyue's Patrol Team in the dungeons?"
Ursula.
Full na: Ursula Clentine, head of the Cultivation Departnt for the dicinal fields in the Witches' Forest.
Throughout the entire eting, she had sat in that corner chair without participating in the discussions, voicing any opinions, or even shifting her posture.
She simply remained there like a lifeless golem.
If Diana hadn't suddenly noticed her nearly blending into the background as the eting was ending, she wouldn't have even rembered the woman was there.
It wasn't that Ursula had a weak presence. In fact, her presence was stronger than most.
Especially with that outfit, which took mysticism to its absolute extre, making her incredibly eye-catching.
It was just that the woman kept a notoriously low profile, was painfully shy around strangers, and had zero desire to get involved in most matters.
"If Lady Lan requires it."
A deep, low voice echoed from the corner, causing everyone to instinctively suppress a shiver.
Sigh...
Diana sighed inwardly.
If... if one were to say that Lan Qingyou wasn't a Witch or an Evolver, but rather a god, then this Ursula would absolutely qualify as Lan Qingyou's most fanatical zealot.
dicinal fields? Mushrooms? Cultivation head?
Shy? Low-profile? Reticent?
Well, alright.
She genuinely embodied all those labels; none of it was fake. But it was incomplete.
At least, Diana felt it was an incomplete picture.
Because compared to the others, her understanding of this fanatic was much deeper.
Or rather, in the entirety of The Abandoned Land, Diana was likely the only one who knew just how terrifyingly powerful this woman truly was.
That was precisely why Diana had arranged for her to lead the Cultivation Witches into battle.
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