Thinking of this, Lan Qingyou imdiately rushed into the Storage Room and appraised those treasure chests.
However, to her regret, these treasure chests had turned into ordinary boxes, no longer possessing any 'storage attributes'.
"Why didn't I think of researching these Fettered Treasure Chests back then?"
Lan Qingyou muttered as she touched the stacks of treasure chests.
The texture of the wood transmitted to her hands made her feel like she had missed out on a hundred million.
It just... really hurt.
After all, it was sothing capable of storing items, and one of those 'stasis' ti-type or space-type things at that.
Most importantly, it was E-rank, abundantly available everywhere, so dismantling it wouldn't have hurt.
"Sigh..."
Looking at the treasure chests that had turned into wooden boxes with a complicated gaze once again, Lan Qingyou let out a long sigh.
Although she wasn't sure if she could research and develop things imbued with ti or space attributes.
There was no doubt that failing to even lay her hands on one was enough to make Lan Qingyou regret it a little.
Not to ntion that it also contained a month's worth of backup food and herbs she had stored inside.
That hurt even more.
The backup food was manageable; so of it could be stored for a while longer, but the herbs were a different story.
So that required sun-drying had to be taken out and processed tomorrow.
Thinking about handling dozens of kilograms of herbs with her own hands made Lan Qingyou's scalp tingle.
Forget it, she would just spend an entire day processing them.
While she was at it, she also had to have Shang Chuan prepare a new batch of herbs.
After all, the world's will had stated that the Mana Turbulence and Mana Tide would occur once a month from now on.
Preparing more potions was definitely not a bad thing.
As for the area rger... the only thing Lan Qingyou could think of relating to herself was probably that the terrain had expanded greatly, aning she could find a wider variety of dicinal herbs.
Aside from an increase in custors, the rest didn't seem to have much to do with her.
Waiting until the Magic Broom cleaned the first floor and went to the second, Lan Qingyou slowly walked over to the Magic Desk and sent a ssage to Shang Chuan.
Lan Qingyou: "I need more herbs."
Shang Chuan: "Anything specific?"
Lan Qingyou: "No, the specifics can wait until later. First, prepare a batch of the herbs needed for E-rank red and blue potions. I'll brew them when the Mana Turbulence hits next week."
Shang Chuan: "Then I'll prepare fifty kilograms for you first. Do you still want them processed?"
Lan Qingyou: "Yes, washed and slightly sun-dried, the kind without much moisture."
Shang Chuan: "Alright."
Ending the conversation, Lan Qingyou was about to close the chat window when Shang Chuan suddenly sent another ssage.
Shang Chuan: "Quick, look at the World Channel. Sothing interesting seems to have happened."
Hmm?
Lan Qingyou frowned slightly.
What kind of place was the World Channel?
It was a cesspool where anyone could speak without restriction!
Trying to find useful information in a place like this was no different from panning for gold in shit.
However, since Shang Chuan called it 'interesting', it must be sothing amusing. Thus, she imdiately switched to the World Channel.
There, she saw a large group of people spamming the screen.
Adr, Salvador, Li De, Piamon, Morikawa Shigeki, Gessens, Chu Yuan, Isabelle, Gu Anran, and so on and so on...
A huge group of people were all posting the exact sa ssage.
So of these peopleLan Qingyou didn't recognize, but others were resounding nas.
And among the people she recognized, most were essentially renowned figures in the forr Federation.
So of these people were celebrities, so were educators, so were parliant mbers, and there were even massive internet influencers.
"Following consultations, we hereby formally announce the establishnt of the Kalim Supre Council. Soldiers and employees of the forr Blue Star Federation Council, please perform your duties dutifully in your respective regions. While protecting yourselves, assist Federation citizens in need to the best of your abilities."
Kalim Supre Council?
Seeing this spamd ssage, Lan Qingyou wore the expression of the 'confused old man looking at his phone' .
No way.
You've all transmigrated, yet you're still setting up this kind of thing?
Scratching her temple with her index finger, Lan Qingyou's facial expression gradually smoothed out upon understanding the situation.
Since everyone was suddenly teleported here, it was natural that all sorts of people were brought in.
And after a brief silence lasting a full month, whether out of a desire to unite the people or a thirst for power, those wanting to regain authority or ambitious schers would naturally start plotting together again.
And under the grand righteous banner of the forr Federation, no less.
Would you say this news was useful? The Kalim Supre Council was established, but it was still a disorganized ss for now.
Would you say this news was useless? The Kalim Supre Council was established, which could be considered a slight trace of civilization returning.
It just... left one quite speechless.
Lan Qingyou offered no opinion on this.
After all, she was soone thrown out from a Federation Hospital. To put it bluntly, her humanity mbership had been revoked long ago. The so-called forr Federation had little to do with a dead person like her.
Expanding on that, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it had little to do with the entirety of District 666 either.
After all, you couldn't count on a bunch of Federation criminals to make any so-called contributions to the Federation.
It was already good enough if these murderous bastards could resist the urge to mock the Kalim Supre Council.
Of course, that was impossible too.
Upon witnessing such a massive joke, Lan Qingyou imdiately switched back to the Regional Channel.
And there she saw a bunch of guys hurling sarcastic remarks and mockery.
"The Kalim Supre Council, huh? Ooh, I'm so scared."
"Tell about it. What if they catch us and lock us up again?"
"I'm so worried I tore out two strands of hair."
"Haha, I was in prison before, and as a result, the entire prison got teleported straight to the Abandoned Beach."
"I suddenly feel that there's a good reason we were teleported to this 'Abandoned Land'."
"Isn't that great? We don't bother them, and they shouldn't co bother us either."
"Alright, alright, enough talk. Do you really think they can run all the way over to our Abandoned Land?"
"Exactly. What's the point of posting here? Go post it in the World Channel and see if you can attract the Supre Council's attention."
"I reckon that won't work. After all, you can't expect the high and mighty councilor lords to look you criminals straight in the eye."
"I don't care about the rest, but if they still co trying to boss around, the weapon in my hand isn't lacking in sharpness either."
"Exactly. We've already transmigrated and they still want to dictate this and that. Doesn't that an we transmigrated for nothing?"
"It's practically certain now that the majority of the people in our Abandoned Land are those who yearn for freedom. So why can't we establish a similar organization to govern ourselves?"
"Makes sense. No matter how chaotic a place is, it always settles down eventually."
"Organization? What organization? Do you think you're worthy of managing , or do you think I'm worthy of managing you?"
"I think you just want power."
"Bo Da, don't think I don't know what you're scheming in your heart. Regardless, this old lady won't join whatever organization you're talking about."
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