Chapter 190: Sky-High Order

Sid Weier ultimately failed to return the goods. The transaction was completed very smoothly and quickly. Even because Senior Sister Miya, the owner of the Chamber of Commerce, was here, this transaction even had a back door opened, and the originally scheduled delivery for tomorrow was advanced to immediate pickup.

The Moon Rabbits ordered a total of 3,000 Titan Soldiers, including 1,000 sea transport models, 1,000 land transport models, and 1,000 air transport models. The price of each unit was around 10,000 Witch Gold Coins.

It sounds like 10,000 per unit isn't expensive, but this is because of the super purchasing power of Witch Gold Coins. You have to know that the weekly living expenses for a comfortable, non-frugal, middle-class witch family of three only cost 1 Gold Coin. Looking at it this way, the price of 10,000 Gold Coins is quite outrageous. (Converting it, it's probably around 10 million per unit in RMB, which should be considered reasonable.)

And the total amount of this transaction reached the sky-high price of 30 million Gold Coins. Anyway, when Senior Sister Miya finally handed the shopping invoice to Dorothy, looking at the long string of zeros behind it, the Home Witch's hands trembled a little.

My god, the auction price of a Witch territory is only a small target (100 million), and now one-third of a Witch territory has been spent?

Although she knew in her heart that these Titan Soldiers were actually at cost and this transaction was truly not a loss but a huge profit, seeing so much money fly away, Dorothy's heart was still dripping blood.

Of course, she was distressed, but Miss Moon Rabbit beside her was even more distressed than her.

Sid Weier looked at the Titan Soldiers being boxed by the Chamber of Commerce staff, feeling very tired. Ever since she learned that these giant humanoid machines were not the war weapons she had imagined, but engineering equipment, these Titan Soldiers, which had looked so pleasing to the eye, now looked like eyesores no matter how she looked at them.

So, I spent the entire clan's savings just to get a pile of ash-moving tools?

For a moment, Miss Moon Rabbit's mentality was a bit broken.

And what made her even more broken was her King's profession. She had originally just thought that this master's talent was not good and her strength was a bit weak, but who could have imagined that her career planning would be so bizarre.

Aren't you witches also a war race? Don't everyone yearn for armed witches? My King, why are you so willing to degenerate into being a scientific research witch?

Research is fine, but couldn't you do something with a bit more technical content? You studied civil engineering; are you planning to let my entire clan of millions of Moon Rabbits follow you to move ash in the future? Please, we Moon Rabbits are also a war race, okay? Please respect us.

For Sid Weier, who had been working hard with the goal of becoming a Moon Knight, she had envisioned her future as being heroic on the battlefield, opening up territory, and making contributions. But now...

Thinking of her future, perhaps wearing a rabbit-ear safety helmet, holding an engineering hammer, shouting "80" while gritting her teeth on a construction site in the scorching summer, while trying her best to move ash, with the sky full of dust making her battle-hardened warrior body dirty, and every time sweat flowed from her forehead, it would form muddy river marks on her face...

Sob sob sob, what is the meaning of such a life? I can't see a glimmer of the future anymore...

Miss Moon Rabbit's two long rabbit ears, which had originally stood straight, were now drooping directly, and the whole person had lost her dreams.

She felt that she might become that kind of failed Queen who ruined the whole clan because she failed to judge a person correctly. This is to be nailed to the pillar of shame in Moon Rabbit history forever, to be mocked and scolded by future generations.

Forget it, forget it. After all, it's my own choice, what else can I do? Betrayal is impossible. Isn't it just moving ash? My warrior physique, which has been tempered for so long, is best at moving ash.

Should it be said that it is worthy of the lion heart that never gives up? After being slightly depressed for a while, Sid Weier put down her idol baggage and calmly accepted reality.

Goodbye, my glorious battlefield in dreams. From now on, the Moon Knight is dead; only an ash-moving rabbit remains.

"Alright, the goods are all packed. We can go to your clan's place. I'll just help you send the goods over."

Just as the master and servant were both in a state of self-isolation, the staff over there had finished boxing all the Titan Soldiers. Senior Sister Miya waved her hand, and the gold ring on her right middle finger flashed slightly.

Thus, the next moment, the huge warehouse that had been full of Titan Soldiers became empty.

This actually shifted Dorothy's attention away from the invoice. She looked at Senior Sister Miya's gold ring.

My god, a storage ring with super-large space; this thing is sky-high in price.

Items with storage functions are not rare in the Witch Realm; they are even everywhere. Basically, the pockets of slightly high-grade witch robes will have three or four cubic meters of storage space, not to mention various big-name bags. The magic suitcase that Adam gave Dorothy is one of the best among them.

And besides personal use, there is also transport use. For example, the cargo beds of the various transport vehicles transformed by those Titan Soldiers just now also have space expansion. Because the volume of the cargo bed is larger, the limit capacity that can be expanded is far beyond what personal items can compare to.

After all, the value of this type of storage equipment is often directly proportional to its portability and internal space size. That is to say, the smaller the body and the larger the internal space, the more valuable the storage item is, because the craftsmanship difficulty is also higher.

The body of Dorothy's suitcase is a small, delicate lady's leather handbag, and the internal space has thirteen layers, each the size of a small square. This is already the ceiling level of civilian storage equipment. Higher-level storage equipment basically won't appear on the market; they all belong to high-end customization for big shots and rich people.

And the body of the ring on Senior Sister Miya's hand is just a small ring, but the internal space can easily hold 3,000 Titan Soldiers, each 50 or 60 meters tall. The value of such a storage ring directly broke through Dorothy's imagination, making her unable to estimate.

Well, maybe this ring could be exchanged for several Witch territories.

Dorothy thought with the idea of the Emperor's golden hoe.

"Thank you."

Her master was embarrassing herself, but Miss Moon Rabbit had already adjusted her mentality. She thanked the Golden Princess.

After all, if there were no such delivery service, she might have had to dispatch some Moon Rabbits to come over and use Titan Soldiers to pull Titan Soldiers to get these goods back, which would be quite troublesome.

"Well, everyone follow me. The teleportation beacon is at the place where I am currently staying, in a nearby hotel."

Thinking of returning to the Ark soon, Sid Weier's mood became even more complicated. She didn't know how to open her mouth to tell the clansmen that their clan was about to become ash-moving rabbits.

"Sigh, it's all the fault of that dead girl Ellie. If she hadn't been nagging in my ear every day about how good witches are, I wouldn't have gone out today."

.... Miss Moon Rabbit is shifting the blame to her maid... ===== CHAPTER 191 =====