The Witch of Poison...
Hearing this title, Lan Qingyou's lips couldn't help but twitch again.
It was said that a person might have the wrong name, but never the wrong nickname. Furthermore, in Lan Qingyou's eyes, the other party did not possess a World Title.
This basically meant that the title was one given to her by others.
‘Poison,’ huh? That prefix was quite interesting.
Lan Qingyou offered a slight smile.
“What effect do Spiky-bone Fish eyeballs and Slippery Mushroom mucus have when combined?”
“Vomiting, sweating, and in severe cases, fainting accompanied by dehydration.”
“What about Green Hemp Stalks mixed with Magic Frog blood?”
“Death within ten to twenty minutes. It can be neutralized with Red-spotted Mushrooms.”
“Then...”
Faced with Lan Qingyou's sudden questions, Susie answered fluently without a single pause.
In this regard alone, the title ‘Witch of Poison’ was well-deserved.
“Clan Leader, are you finished?”
After a long while, when Lan Qingyou finally stopped talking and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, Susie looked at her calmly and asked.
“I'm finished, I'm finished. You’re the professional in this field, haha.”
Lan Qingyou, who had never interacted with one of her own kind before, had truly enjoyed herself this time. She was exceptionally satisfied.
She was especially happy to see that the other party’s knowledge of toxins surpassed her own.
On one hand, she was glad her clanswoman was so knowledgeable and talented.
On the other hand, she was happy to be able to communicate with more witches.
Wasn't this her original intention when she distributed the Witch potions?
Researching, discussing, and growing together would allow everyone to go further.
“Since there are no more questions, would you like to come to my office to talk?”
Susie gestured with her hand. Lan Qingyou looked around and realized the entire hall was staring at her with rapt attention.
Even someone as thick-skinned as Lan Qingyou couldn't take it, so she quickly followed Susie to the president's office on the second floor.
“Hey, did you hear what Susie called that witch just now?”
“I did. I think she said ‘Clan Leader’?”
“Clan Leader? Of the Witch race? Then doesn't that make the black-robed witch the Witch of the Tower!?”
“Don't say it! You really might be onto something! It’s actually possible!”
“I didn't say anything to offend her, did I?”
“Probably not. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me.”
In the Golden Plains, the word ‘Witch’ was synonymous with ‘power.’
The main reason was that four witches had suddenly appeared here, and after they rose to prominence, they unhesitatingly used all sorts of means to target one specific group—the Imperial Dynasty Consortium.
This had forced the Huang father and son—who had initially used their powerful talents and social skills to gather a group of people at the start of the crossing—to eventually announce the dissolution of the Imperial Dynasty Group after repeated blows. Only then did things quiet down a bit.
To be honest, let alone the two involved, the Huangs, even the bystanders still had no idea why these four witches were targeting the Huang father and son.
“Oh, I see. So the Huang father and son can only go out to hunt and gather basic resources every day now?”
In the president's office, Lan Qingyou spoke after listening to Susie's report.
“Yes. As you just heard, if you want to pay them a visit, you should be able to find them now.”
Susie nodded, confirming the situation once more.
Although she wasn't Lan Qingyou's direct subordinate and wasn't even part of the same system, she knew she had become a witch specifically because of the mission to ‘deal with the Huang family.’
Otherwise, with her rigid and mechanical personality, it would have been impossible for her to stand out from the long list of witch candidates held by the Supreme Council.
Therefore, after becoming a witch and the leader of the witch team in the Golden Plains, she had spared no effort in suppressing the Huang father and son.
Just don't kill them; wait for the primary party to come for revenge.
Those were Chu Yuan's exact words to them, and they were also the words of the Witch of the Tower.
That was why Susie was now briefing Lan Qingyou on the current situation of the Huang father and son, much like an employee reporting to a boss.
“That's wonderful. I didn't expect to find those two so easily. It saves me a lot of trouble.”
Lan Qingyou, who had thought it might take some time, beamed with joy.
As always, time was precious to her.
“Shall we go now?”
“Let's go. Right now.”
Not wanting to waste a single second, Lan Qingyou immediately accepted Susie's suggestion.
In a great mood, she took out a bottle of orange-flavored Advanced Potion: Talent Ascension (B) and took a gulp as she flew out.
【Ding, your talent level has increased.】
Oh!
It finally happened?
Looking at the empty bottle in her hand, Lan Qingyou froze for a moment.
Compared to the previous times, this one was a bit slow. She had drunk nearly a hundred bottles of the potion before it finally triggered.
“Clan Leader?”
Susie, who had intended to lead the way, looked back at her in confusion when she saw Lan Qingyou stop.
“Haha, sorry, sorry. My talent just accidentally leveled up.”
Lan Qingyou smiled and shook the empty bottle in front of her.
“Are you saying this potion is the talent ascension potion you developed?”
Susie's eyebrows shot up and her eyes lit up at the sight of the empty bottle.
What witch wouldn't want to make such a potion?
It was just that everyone suffered from a lack of a recipe, so they were all groping in the dark while studying. Now that the original was right here, how could she not take a good look?
“Do you... want it?”
Seeing the way Susie was practically drooling with desire, Lan Qingyou asked cautiously.
After all, from the moment they met, this woman had been stern and unapproachable, making it hard to feel any sense of closeness.
If Susie hadn't been the first of her kind Lan Qingyou had met, she probably wouldn't have even spoken to her.
But now it was different. Lan Qingyou saw the thirst for unknown knowledge in the other party's eyes, a trait of a true researcher, so she had the idea of simply giving the empty bottle to her.
“Really!”
Hearing that Lan Qingyou was giving it to her, Susie lunged forward excitedly and grabbed Lan Qingyou's hands with both of hers, as if afraid she would run away.
She looked to be in her thirties, but her skin was extremely well-maintained, feeling like that of a teenage girl.
That was Lan Qingyou's first thought when her hands were grabbed.
But then again, they were both witches. Discussing age with a witch was entirely unnecessary, so Lan Qingyou didn't think any deeper.
“Yes, take it.”
Although she was being praised, Lan Qingyou was still somewhat uncomfortable with the physical contact. After Susie let go, she handed the empty bottle over.
At the same time, she pulled her hands back and gave them a little shake.
Even though she was currently weightless, being squeezed like that still made her delicate hands hurt.
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