Chapter 44: I Think It Can Still Be Rescued

Dorothy's clown performance didn't last long. She soon turned her head and forgot about it. That natural optimist personality of a homebody is just so heartless.

After all, the past cannot be changed. Now, no matter how much she regrets, besides ruining her own body, it has no use. So why torture herself? If she has that time, it's better to review the knowledge in her brain more and strive to take the exam better in a while.

She turned her head and glanced out the window.

At this time, the magical beast carriage had officially arrived at the port. The huge teleportation hub she saw from afar before was now in front of her.

Although she knew that the teleportation passage was very huge when looking from a distance before, when she now really looked up at this huge circular vortex with a diameter of up to a thousand meters in front of the teleportation passage, that kind of shock was even more memorable.

Compared with this huge teleportation passage, the magical beast carriage Dorothy and others were riding in was like an ant, and the other passers-by witches who didn't take the carriage but flew around on brooms were not even as good as ants.

Hmm, this kind of specification of teleportation passage definitely doesn't need to worry about traffic jams.

Such a thought suddenly popped into Dorothy's brain, and then she was amused by this unpromising thought herself.

Although it seems that building such a huge teleportation hub is a bit wasteful, it's like ants building a road and then forcibly building a 20-lane super-giant highway.

But in fact, the scale of this teleportation passage now is just the effect of the teleportation hub running at the lowest power. If the power is fully turned on, this teleportation passage can at least expand several times. After all, the original intention of building this thing was never for civilian use, but for military use.

All ultra-long-distance teleportation hubs in the Witch World have a hard requirement in their construction indicators, and that is that they must be sufficient to accommodate the teleportation needs of a full-strength witch fleet.

As for the scale of a normal full-strength witch fleet...

A 10,000-meter-level main ship, equipped with a world-destroying main gun, three to five 5,000-meter-level escort battleships, equipped with planet-killing cannons, ten to twenty 1,000-meter-level assault ships, equipped with land-sinking cannons, and other comprehensive supply ships...

Hmm, this is also why few alien races dare to cause trouble or rebel in witch territories. If it gets big, the lord shakes people, and a witch fleet rides on the face. Just ask if you are afraid.

Relying on the teleportation network covering the entire world, all witch fleets in the world can arrive at the battlefield at the fastest speed. Therefore, there is no possibility of a blitzkrieg on a witch territory without cutting off the teleportation hub in advance.

However, the teleportation hub of each witch territory will be protected at the most core position of the territory. The giant teleportation passage outside is just the manifestation of the teleportation hub's power. This thing can be restarted quickly even if it is broken. The true hub body is in the center of the witch territory's floating island and is personally guarded by the witch lord.

However, having said that, although a full-strength witch fleet is very terrifying, in fact, there are not many witch territories that can afford such a full-strength witch fleet. Normal witch territories can go bankrupt if they have one or two 1,000-meter assault ships. After all, witch warships are the ultimate war weapons of the Witch World, containing the most advanced magic-guided technology in the world, and each one is worth a fortune.

Therefore, general witch fleets are actually loose. A big lord produces a flagship, several medium lords produce escort battleships, small lords gather assault ships, and new lords are responsible for logistics. Such a witch fleet is already enough to easily conquer the vast majority of alien worlds. After the world annexation is over, everyone will divide the spoils according to their merits.

It's just that these cutting-edge war weapons are even further away from a rookie little witch like Dorothy. She hasn't seen a real witch warship grow up yet.

The Haiyue Island does have an ancestral 1,000-meter assault ship, but this is the heart and soul of the Haiyue witch and has never been displayed to the outside world. Moreover, for the past ten-plus years, the Haiyue witch has been obsessed with developing the economy and recuperating, and has not recruited people to go to the front line to open up new territories, so Dorothy naturally didn't have the opportunity to see the legendary witch warship sortie.

However, there are quite a few games about witch fleets in the Mana Web that can be played, and Dorothy also once played such games and was a witch fleet captain for a period of time.

Hmm, that kind of witch fleet composed of psychic ship girls who can turn into sexy big sisters is really great.

It's a pity that games can't be taken seriously. In fact, only legendary warships can be psychic, but there are not many legendary warships in the entire Witch World. As for the entire fleet being composed of psychic ship girls, this kind of thing can probably only be dreamed of. If you really want to see such a dream fleet, you have to wait for the Sages Council to order a big military exercise.

Therefore, that witch warship game has always been complained about as blind yy, otaku-pleasing, garbage game, not realistic at all, etc.

However, saying is saying, scolding is scolding, the game is indeed a good game. Although the restoration degree still only has 99% of reality, the levels set against the background of

Therefore, if a little witch wants to experience the feeling of commanding warships to bombard each other on the battlefield with ten thousand cannons firing at once, that game is not to be missed.

Anyway, an ordinary witch like Dorothy played the game quite happily back then. It's just that when she was relying on her dream fleet—composed of ship-girls she had painstakingly cultivated—to go around "seal-clubbing," she suddenly encountered a real big shot seal-clubbing during a solo queue. That day, Dorothy once again experienced the fear and humiliation of being dominated by a big shot.

Her max-level main account was wiped out by someone using a regular fleet through micro-management. With a flying dragon riding her face, she returned in defeat despite having a nearly dozens-fold advantage in military equipment, with everyone heavily damaged. After that battle, even an optimist like Dorothy was so angry that she couldn't sleep for several weeks.

In the end, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She went on the game forum and cursed up a storm, calling it a trash game with terrible balance, asking if they understood real battlefields, if they knew what equipment suppression was, and after a series of mental breakdown lines like "Rnm, refund my money," she uninstalled the game and quit.

Hmm, commanding a fleet to bombard each other with cannons is something only girls do; a real man should go to witch duels, fist to flesh.

However, just as Dorothy was reminiscing about the glorious days of her youth, she suddenly remembered a very important matter.

That is, in fifty years, her biological mother is going to launch a Lord War against her. This Lord War is a special duel mode that is generally only conducted when witch lords are determining their rankings.

A Lord War tests not only the strength of the witch lord but also the number of powerful individuals in the territory, the equipment of the army, the economic foundation of the territory, the level of support the subjects have for the lord, and a series of other comprehensive strengths.

Of course, it sounds very mysterious, but in the end, it's just two witch lords having a war.

It's just that if it were a real war, there would naturally be casualties. This kind of infighting among kin has always been prohibited by the Witch Association. However, in order to determine rankings, sometimes a battle is unavoidable, and thus the current millennium-long Witch Lord Ranking War was formed.

This is a grand event for the entire Witch World. All participating witch lords can let go and have a full-scale carnival, releasing their destructive desires on the battlefield to their heart's content, because this grand event is personally arranged by the World Mother.

All participating witch lords will be replicated by the World Mother into a mirror world. There, even if they fight until the world is destroyed, it won't affect reality in the slightest. So they can play and build as they please, without worrying about the losses caused by infighting.

However, this level of miraculous event is a huge consumption even for the World Mother, which is why there is a thousand-year buffer period; it takes a thousand years of energy to play it once.

The lifespan of a normal witch is only a thousand years, so this grand event is also known as the one indulgence in a lifetime.

And now, calculating the time, the next Lord War...

Damn, exactly fifty years later.

Ah, this...

Dorothy was dumbfounded.

The identity card will identify and update the various information of witches in real-time, and this information will be uploaded to the database of the All-Seeing Eye headquarters through the Mana Web. Everything about witches, including strength, talent, achievements, wealth, etc., will be calculated into corresponding points in the database. Finally, the sum of these points is the witch's rank score.

But if this is a Lord Carnival where there is no need to consider the consequences, then do you think the Dragon Witch will go easy on her just because she is her biological daughter?

A Lord War is a war. On the battlefield, no one is going to be stupid enough to engage in a one-on-one duel with you. At that time, everyone will be using cannons to blast the hell out of you. So, the question arises.

"Mom, may I ask, do you have witch warships?"

Dorothy squeezed out a smile cautiously and asked the Dragon Witch opposite her.

"Warships? Why are you asking about this?"

Yu Fei Liya, who was in a good mood from being called "Mom" affectionately by her daughter, smoothed her brows. She looked at her daughter with some curiosity, not knowing why she suddenly thought to ask this. However, since she was in a good mood, she had nothing to hide and just calmly extended a hand.

"Five fleets."

Looking at the five fingers her mother extended, Dorothy raised an eyebrow, her face showing difficulty.

As expected of a witch lord of the Dragon Kingdom; she is truly extravagant. She starts with a small fleet. She just doesn't know if they are five 1,000-meter assault ships or five 5,000-meter battleships.

But it's not a big problem. In fifty years, if she grinds her teeth and scrapes together every penny, it might not be impossible to resist.

Dorothy calculated the gap and felt it seemed acceptable.

"It's five full-strength witch fleets, Young Lady."

The Angel Witch on the side mercilessly added a finishing blow. Sophie Liya cleared her throat and formally introduced the Young Lady, who knew almost nothing about her own biological mother.

"You might have some misunderstandings about your mother, so let me give you a brief introduction. Standing before you now is the representative of the new rising power in the Dragon Kingdom, the inheritor of the Dragon King's noble blood, the Lord of the Radiant Territory, the newly promoted Dragon Prince, the current Commander of the Ruin Legion, and the holder of the title 'Dragon Queen Who Declares Ruin', the Peak Witch, Lady Yu Fei Liya."

"Hmm, that's about it. Other minor achievements won't be mentioned. Young Lady, you can learn about them slowly in the future."

Dorothy: "..."

Actually, she didn't remember the long string of titles Sophie Liya mentioned afterward. Her mind was now completely filled with the five full-strength witch fleets.

What kind of joke is this? I've never been this extravagant in a game; how can someone be more exaggerated in reality than in a game?

May I ask, in fifty years I will be facing the situation of five fleets riding my face and outputting damage. Can I still be saved?

Waiting online, it's quite urgent.

Dorothy lay limply on the sofa like a salted fish, the light in her eyes vanishing.

I'm lying down first, Mom, do as you please.