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The others looked at Jiang Kehan standing against the wind with awe in their eyes, and their hearts were filled with confidence.
"Yes, Witch, victory belongs to us!"
The fervor overcame their anxiety, and they were somewhat...impatient.
*Ahem* (Serious face).
The book is about to be released, which means that the author's first book has successfully taken its first step. I am very grateful to everyone for reading the story I have written. I am really happy.
She writhed on the bed, unable to stop laughing.
Then came the gratitude for everyone's support. The author saw every recommendation, monthly pass, and even the razor blades, and was happy all day when they were received!
Given the book's success, well, the author will keep writing!
Finally, I wish everyone could be as carefree and full of possibilities as a witch, hehe.
(A little secret: if you have any complaints about the book, feel free to speak up. Don't suppress your feelings. It's worse for a reader to feel wronged than to criticize the author.)
Chapter 57 Dongfeng Express
Jiang Kehan was like a reassuring pill. With her around, all problems ceased to be problems. The political machine called the Empire unleashed its full potential, especially when everyone was united, its efficiency was particularly terrifying.
After a rapid test of the firearms' power, everyone present was delighted. In particular, when they learned that Jiang Kehan wanted to produce more items during this short-term production line operation, everyone agreed and racked their brains to provide convenience for Jiang Kehan, which surprised her.
I'm not your sister, I'm here to exploit you, so why are you offering yourselves up?
Do you think I didn't cut hard enough? This is putting me in a difficult position.
I even suspect that when I get back, I'll have to reserve my name on some street lamppost.
This difference in thinking actually stemmed from Jiang Kehan's deep misunderstanding of the Mu'ou Clan Empire.
Although they are called an empire, they are far from being the overlords of this broken space. Overall, they are struggling to survive in wild beasts and unknown areas, with their internal conflicts being largely obscured by external conflicts.
In this shattered space, powerful creatures like the Snow Leopard are the majority, and while they possess intelligence, they do not have an advantage in terms of physical strength.
Therefore, in order to survive, despite being a multi-racial empire, racial oppression was not common. Apart from the Mu'ou race, which maintained its status through charm, other races were able to play their roles in suitable positions.
While class issues stemming from productivity exist, with the witch's support behind the scenes, there's no way they'll go hungry.
For the witches of the Whirlpool Society, healthy slaves can produce significantly more value, and they are not afraid of slaves rebelling, so what's wrong with letting them eat well?
Therefore, the greatest purpose of firearms is not to maintain rule, but to seize more territory from wild beasts and make the empire stronger. This is good for all races. Let alone refusing, anyone who dares to have designs on them now will be torn to shreds by the people inside.
We finally gained hope, and you're going to sabotage it?
I think you're a spy for the beast. Go sit at the same table as the beast!
However, the Whirlpool Society has its reasons for not intervening in their efforts to help them. The rules within the shattered space are constantly evolving, and their value is constantly increasing. If they interfere too much with the internal situation, it would be a losing proposition for the witch.
Jiang Kehan knew that she couldn't offer much support, at most making things a little easier for them. If she suddenly decided to make changes here, the first person to ask her to leave would be Bai Bingbing, who was watching over her.
Sigh, I'm still too kind; I can't be a capitalist.
Jiang Kehan quietly reduced the profit margin from 1200% to 1000%, and her eyes showed more kindness when she looked at them.
I've already given up so much profit, you guys should put in some effort too. Killing so many Zerg is pure hard labor for me.
Jiang Kehan felt as if she were a ruthless slaughtering machine in a pig farm, her tears devoid of emotion, caused solely by dryness.
No, the decapitation strike is imperative. Once I've delivered the weapons to the major defensive fortresses, I'll launch an immediate assault.
She shuddered, feeling a lingering fear in her heart; that was not something a human being should do.
"This is our list of the number of firearms allocated to each fortress. Please forgive us, Your Majesty." The Queen respectfully handed the slightly long sheet of paper to Jiang Kehan.
"We are already preparing the supplies you need, but due to turnover issues, it will take about 3 days to gather them all. But don't worry, we will work even harder."
Oh, actually I wasn't in a hurry.
Jiang Kehan looked at the other person helplessly, took the list from her hand, glanced at it briefly, and found that there were dozens of fortresses. Fortunately, according to the route on the map, it would only take one morning to deliver them.
"It's alright. I plan to stay here for a few more days. You can prioritize yourselves. After all, I'm here to wipe out all the Zerg, and I need you to gather the counter-offensive forces and call on others to record the areas where the Zerg are active."
Jiang Kehan didn't say much to the other party, but pulled down her witch's hat, her expression full of confidence, and winked at the queen.
"By the time I return, I hope you will have prepared a team of about 50 people. It is extremely urgent to decapitate the Zerg hive."
"Now, please call me Oriental Express."
She took out her witch's broom, lightly leaped onto it, and flew gracefully as if riding a sword, causing the queen and the others to clutch their chests.
Great! We're finally, finally saved...
Their eyes were filled with tears, and their bodies trembled slightly. The unease of the past few months melted away like snowflakes, disappearing into the light emanating from each other.
They understood perfectly well that, for the witch, they too could be replaced. Fortunately, it was Jiang Kehan who came to clean up the insectoids.
After all, the mission only stated that the Zerg should be wiped out, but it didn't say that they should be saved.
"Your Majesty, we have received so many favors from them, how can we possibly thank this witch?"
An elderly Mu'ou tribesman with white hair walked up to the queen, his voice choked with emotion.
He Qi/III+Ling4 Qi Shansi couldn't let go of the millions of residents living in the empire, nor could she let go of the queen she had watched grow up.
"Pass down my order: have the nobles hand over all the materials they've amassed over the years. Don't think I don't know; they've been secretly collecting a lot of material in their attempt to curry favor with the witch."
A ruthless glint flashed in the Queen's eyes before she spoke.
"These idiots think that the witch can keep her materials as they please as long as she has a fixed amount each year. Since they like being treasure chests so much, let them explode to their heart's content."
"Faced with life and death, they still have the nerve to shirk their responsibilities and make excuses to go to the westernmost frontier to escape the Zerg. Just let them come back with their materials."
Everyone here stayed without hesitation after the disaster, but the number of people here is less than one-tenth of what it used to be.
The Queen's meaning was clear: the materials were inanimate objects, and they could return as inanimate objects as well.
"Phew, thankfully the witch didn't see the ugly state of these people. It can be considered that they have accumulated some merit. Remember to leave them with a whole corpse."
The Queen looked pained; her own father was one of these refugees, but some things had happened, and that was that.
"The witch wants the materials under the guise of a transaction, so we shouldn't interfere too much. Perhaps she has her own reasons."
"But we can erect a sculpture for the elders, enshrine her in the ancestral hall, and spread her story among the people, hoping that the elders will be satisfied."
Everyone else lowered their heads, half-kneeling and shouting.
"Yes!"
Jiang Kehan had no idea that the other party had set her up with a huge challenge. For a witch who pursued self-realization, offerings could actually create so-called divinity.
If she had known, she would have cried and clung to the Queen's leg, begging for mercy.
"Sis, you're my own sister. I don't want these empty titles. Just give me the materials, okay? I'm really short of money!"
She was soaring through the sky, about to reach the first fortress.
Chapter 58 Frontier and Slaughter
The cold and dampness were the easiest things to cling to from the high walls. Andersai looked at his frozen hands and carefully breathed on them.
He dared not look away from the woods hundreds of meters in front of the city wall, nor did he dare to take his hand off the bell for too long.
Those demons—no, those insects even more terrifying than the demons in the story—were extremely cunning.
They are not only enormous in size, but also have extraordinary hunting experience. They use the cover of the forest to wait for the right moment to strike.
Andersai had witnessed several Zerg attacks, during which he was fortunate enough to be relieved of his post below the city walls.
Almost instantly, several Zerglings crossed the distance from here to the forest, fiercely slamming into the wall, causing the high wall to tremble and dust to fly everywhere.
The tremors were so strong that he fell to the ground from behind the wall.
Even more terrifying is that although they cannot fly, they know how to use the impact to climb the high walls. Their sharp claws can easily penetrate the walls and reach the top.
Fortunately, these insects are not good at climbing, and the sentries on the city wall rang the bell, alerting the hundred men stationed there in time.
Boulders, kerosene, and flaming arrows flew toward them, shooting down two insects.
However, some still managed to escape. Soldiers clad in full iron armor fearlessly charged forward and fought with spears until only a few remained. This was just a routine harassment by the Zerg.
Thinking of this, Andersai shook his head, the cold helmet creaking as it helped him stay focused.
what is that?
Andersai looked up at the sky in the direction of the woods and saw that icicles were falling. He rubbed his dry eyes vigorously and prepared to ring the bell in his hand.
Oh no, have new bugs appeared? Cold sweat clung to his underwear, chilling him to the bone.
But before the nightmarish figure appeared, there was someone who was incredibly beautiful.
Andersai even froze in the midst of extreme tension, his mind went blank, and he suddenly thought of something rather comical.
Am I already dead? How can I be living in a dream?
Is she the witch my mother talked about? How can she be so beautiful and so worthy of worship?
Jiang Kehan waved her hand, and the ice spikes that filled the sky instantly dissipated. She frowned, looking at the several Zerg corpses below, and thought to herself.
Although these insects had brittle outer shells, they moved faster than she expected on flat ground.
Fortunately, she was producing durable firearms like the AK47 and had prepared enough ammunition to create a fire network; otherwise, it would have been really difficult to kill her.
She noticed Andersai staring at her in a daze, and her lips twitched.
The passive spell Invisible Affinity cannot be turned off, and its effect is too obvious for non-witch races. It seems I still need to learn a stealth spell to compensate, otherwise I'll be a complete hindrance.
Just like before, these insects attacked her directly, drooling all over the ground.
"You must be the sentry here. Call your legion commander. I'm the witch who's here to support you." Jiang Kehan jumped from the broom onto the high wall and spoke to Andersai.
"Ah, ah." Anderse hadn't reacted yet, and he spoke as if in a daze, "Are you the witch who took me away? Is there really a heaven?"
ha?
Jiang Kehan didn't understand. What did heaven have to do with witches? No, young man, don't you think about what you're saying?
She looked at Andersai with the same gaze a normal person would give a dragon, which brought Andersai back to his senses.
Andersai's face froze. When he realized that the other party was a living, talking, and moving witch, he felt his blood rush to the top of his head.
We're saved!
Instead of answering Jiang Kehan, Andersai excitedly shouted, "Witch! It's the witch! We're finally going to survive!"
Jiang Kehan's expression softened, and she used magic to make the other person's voice travel further.