Chapter 479

"Oh my god, it's finally over. I feel like I've suffered more today than in my entire life combined."

Dorothy took off her full-body straitjacket and removed the gag used to protect her tongue from her mouth. Then, she looked at the remaining tooth marks and saliva on it with some disgust, but at the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief and sighed like this.

Completing the construction of 13 magic-wear parts in a single day—this is simply not something a human can do.

Think back to when Wolverine in the movie only had his bones modified, and even that famous tough guy screamed in pain. Today, the Home Witch's pain was far beyond that of Uncle Wolf. She had everything modified from the inside out: internal organs, brain, limbs, plus tendons, bones, and skin.

That kind of agony is about equivalent to someone skinning you, pulling your tendons, breaking your bones, mashing your internal organs, and finally pouring oil on your brains without giving you anesthesia...

Dorothy, who has always been the most afraid of pain, doesn't even know how she persisted. Thinking about it now, besides the full-body restraint, she probably relied on a single breath of determination to hold on.

After all, the brain is already modified; wouldn't it be a huge loss if the others weren't modified? And for the brain to perform perfectly, it must be supplied with sufficient blood. Can this heart not evolve?

Since the heart has evolved, it must have more sufficient breathing to support it. It's not for that oxygen or anything; the essence of the giant dragon template lies in breathing...

Look, the heart and lungs are already evolved. If the remaining three aren't supplemented, wouldn't that drive a perfectionist to death?

The internal organs I evolved after enduring such great pain must be protected well, otherwise, wouldn't this suffering be in vain? No, the tendons, bones, and skin must all be arranged.

Defense is settled, so am I only going to be an iron turtle that gets beaten without fighting back? That definitely won't do. Limbs are limbs, max them out, max them out...

It can only be said that Dorothy is worthy of being a big shot in the tech and hardware forums in her past life, and a senior member of the Craftsman Society in this life. That good tradition of entering the store with a three-thousand budget and bringing home a top-spec set is still perfectly maintained.

She is just someone who cannot suffer a loss.

However, this suffering was not in vain. Only by suffering the bitterest of the bitter can one become a person above others. One part effort, one part harvest. After enduring this pain that was even worse than being sliced to death, Dorothy felt that she had truly been reborn in the literal sense. Even in the real world, she had never been in such good condition.

Hmm, now she can beat a dozen of her real-world selves with one finger. That little trash with only 40,000 Mana is truly too weak. Do you understand the gold content of a big shot with 50 Mana?

"Ah, Power, within reach."

Dorothy reached out and grabbed the air, then clenched her fist tightly, thinking this.

"Keleya, is there any place where I can move around? I want to test the effects of these magic-wear parts."

The Home Witch asked the Black Sheep little assistant beside her.

Although it was already dark and past work hours, Dorothy suddenly felt her hands itching. She couldn't wait to stretch her muscles and bones.

"Hmm, this must be because the giant dragon template has infected me with the dragon's combative nature. It must be that. After all, it couldn't possibly be that I want to fight myself. That's absolutely impossible. I am a peace-loving Civil Engineering Witch."

Dorothy analyzed herself like this.

However, Keleya did not refuse this. After all, she had said before that no matter what instructions Senior Dorothy had, she would strive to achieve them.

It was just that the Black Sheep Witch thought for a moment, then said with some distress.

"If it were before, sparring would be quite easy. But I don't know what happened in the last two days; a large group of good seedlings suddenly popped up. The Magic-Wear troops are already frantically expanding, and now the major training grounds are almost full. If we go now, we might have to queue."

Mentioning this, Keleya also showed a look of confusion.

On the contrary, Dorothy understood this very well. Does this even need thinking? Those extra good seedlings are naturally the newly descended Witch students.

The total number of students in the Witch Academy is a full five hundred million. Although this time in the second act, not everyone was dropped in at once, judging from the scale of the stars falling from the sky she saw earlier, there are probably tens of millions of them. That is to say, the batch of excellent students ranked at the top in the Witch Academy...

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... have almost all entered.

It is fortunate that although the Witch World is a small world, it is that kind of single world with a round sky and square earth, not the kind of star-filled world with a space-universe background from her past life.

Therefore, this territory is large enough. Plus, technology has developed in this world for more than 500 years, productivity and such have been greatly liberated, and materials are extremely abundant. It can be considered to have entered a great era of population explosion and prosperity. Now the total population of the whole world is nearly one hundred billion.

Even if the Radiant Divine Kingdom and the Magic-Guided Republic now divide the world, each still has tens of billions of people. Therefore, accommodating these fifty million "players" is not a big problem, and it won't appear particularly abrupt.

It's just that this group of Witch players is obviously not the type to be quiet. Since they have come, they naturally won't think about living as ordinary people in this Witch Night. They naturally want to accomplish something.

With the race characteristic of Witches being all war-maniacs, it goes without saying that the vast majority of Witches will definitely run to the Magic-Guided Republic to join the army. Not for anything else, but to fight angels.

After all, this is the road to the rise of the God King. Which Witch wouldn't want to come and experience for herself the whole process of following the God King and witnessing the rise of the Witch race with her own eyes?

It's just a pity that the Witch race definitely doesn't exist now, and history has been changed beyond recognition. I guess these classmates must all be very confused when they descend.

Regarding this, Dorothy suddenly felt a bit guilty.

Fortunately, the signboard of Miya, the future God King, is still there. If you can't be a Witch, being a Magic-Wear Girl is also good. It's no wonder Keleya would complain that the Magic-Wear troops have expanded too fast recently.

You know, in the past, although the Magic-Guided Republic had a population of tens of billions, the number of people tested to have the aptitude to become Magic-Wear Girls each year was at most only a few hundred thousand. But now, tens of millions of qualified candidates have popped up all at once. I guess the officers of the Magic-Wear troops are already stunned.

Of course, talent is definitely not something you can have too much of, especially since both sides are currently in a state of war and confrontation. Such talent that can become reserve forces for ace troops is in short supply, and they wish there were more.

As for logistics, supplies, funding, and resource pressure, there is no need to worry about this either. Because for the past five hundred years, Magic-Wear talent has always been in short supply, so a large amount of resources has been saved every year. These resources accumulated over hundreds of years are enough to provide a basic magic-wear transformation for these tens of millions of new recruits.

And with the foundation, the subsequent upgrade resources...

This is naturally to go to the other side and grab them.

Large-scale troop expansion naturally means that a larger-scale war is about to break out. Afterward, everyone's upgrade resources will all depend on exchanging war merits.

In short, it's basically starting with one magic-wear, and all upgrades depend on grabbing.

Thinking that this second act doesn't need to develop for a long time like the first act before, and can be directly air-dropped into the battlefield, Dorothy suddenly felt her blood boiling.

Fortunately, she quickly came back to her senses.

"Tsk, the influence of this giant dragon template is really powerful. What's there to be excited about with something as dangerous as going to the battlefield?"

The Home Witch reflected on herself like this, and then forcibly cooled down the boiling dragon blood.

However, she had just thought that going to the battlefield was too fast, but the next moment, Keleya's words caught her off guard.

"So, Senior Dorothy, let's not go to the training ground and enter the actual combat phase directly. There happens to be a surprise attack mission in a while. I originally planned to hand it over to someone else to lead the team to complete it. Since you happen to want to move around, Senior, then let's just go and do this mission together."

The Black Sheep Witch proposed like this.

"Mission? That might not be good. I don't understand anything. If I mess things up, that wouldn't be good."

Regarding this proposal, the Home Witch hesitated slightly.

Although she is effectively a founding member of this Magic-Guided Republic and can be considered a leader, the biggest taboo for a leader is to give random orders without understanding anything. She just woke up after sleeping for five hundred years, her magic-wear was just installed, and she doesn't understand anything else. Now, rashly participating in a mission—if the mission fails because of her, how embarrassing would that be?

"Senior Dorothy, don't worry. It's not a very important mission, it's just that recently in the city, a..."

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"... laboratory was raided by spies from the Church, and a few experimental items were stolen. So we need to send people to find the lost items and, by the way, destroy those little thieves."

Keleya explained.

If it were someone else, she naturally wouldn't let a newcomer who had just completed magic-wear construction go directly to execute such a pursuit mission without participating in any special training.

But for Senior Dorothy, she didn't think she could give any guidance to this childhood idol. After all, when the Senior went to the battlefield, she was still a child. Even if the Senior had been asleep for more than five hundred years and just woke up, those experiences are always universal.

What the Senior needs now is nothing more than to adapt slightly to the technological development and equipment changes of the past five hundred years, and for familiarity with these things, there is no better way than to get hands-on directly.

What's more, this time it's not letting the Senior complete the mission alone; she herself will also lead an elite veteran squad to go together.

This is not to complete the mission, but mainly to protect Senior Dorothy's safety. After all, the Senior is the national treasure of the Magic-Guided Republic. Those stolen experimental items are not worth mentioning compared to the Senior's safety.

"I see, then that's no problem. I'm quite good at finding people."

Hearing this explanation, Dorothy finally felt relieved and nodded.

Thus, just like that, the two left Adam's small church from back then together.

Even after more than five hundred years, this small church still looked the same as it did back then, as if time had not left any traces on it. Even the few subtle sword marks left on the wall when Dorothy practiced swordplay back then were still preserved.

It's just that the church changed its location. Now this church is located in a remote corner of the city center of Pandora City, which can be considered a quiet spot in the middle of the noise. But it has always been heavily guarded and can be considered the most strictly guarded place in the entire Magic-Guided Republic. After all, this old, inconspicuous-looking church is actually the residence of the head of the Magic-Guided Republic, equivalent to a royal palace.

For these five hundred years, Miya has lived here, and after Dorothy woke up, she also moved in together. After all, strictly speaking, she is the heir to this church, and this is her home.

Of course, such five-hundred-year-old past events are now only known to founding members like Keleya. The younger generation of the Magic-Guided Republic is not clear about this, such as those Magic-Wear Girls who are secretly guarding the vicinity.

They are very curious about the new resident in this "Palace Church," especially since this lady is also such a femme fatale...

Well, because this lady has always worn a veil on her face, no one knows what she looks like. But even with the veil, just looking at that figure and that temperament, one can tell at a glance that she is definitely a beauty who could topple a city.

And Miya, who has always been obsessed with state affairs, is always working overtime, and seems uninterested in everything except work, suddenly lives with such a great beauty. This inevitably makes people start to let their imaginations run wild.

Many people are secretly guessing whether Miya has plans to take a concubine, and some have even started to guess how grand the wedding will be. This will definitely be a joyous event for the entire Magic-Guided Republic to celebrate.

Of course, these are just the thoughts of the native guards, but few people know that some of these guards are no longer their original selves.

The core of these Magic-Wear Girls has already been occupied by Witch players.

"Oh my god, good fellow, big news, absolutely big news. So the God King actually has an old flame. Damn it, I just hate that I'm in a dream now, and my beloved pen and camera are not by my side, otherwise, I would immediately let this news spread all over the Mana Web."

A girl with magic-wear that had black wings like a crow's wings was lying on the window at this time, looking at the beautiful back that had already gone far away, thinking with great regret.

Although ordinary people would definitely not dare to think about arranging such things about the God King, as the president of the Witch Academy's Ink Feather News Agency, the girl lacked nothing but courage.

Besides, this time she wasn't talking nonsense; this was a fact she saw with her own eyes. They are already living together; do you still want to say that these two don't have a thing?

In short, I'm really curious what reaction the Long Wang, who has been pining for the God King for many years, will have after knowing this.

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The Black Crow Witch became more excited the more she thought about it. She wished she could immediately exit the Witch Night and go back to write the manuscript. It's just that she saw such explosive news just after descending, so she decided to be a little more patient. What if there is something even more explosive later?

"Hmm, hmm, I must first think of a way to get a camera. This Witch Night will be tracked and reported by me, Wenwen, throughout the whole process. I believe that when this video is thrown onto the Mana Web, it will definitely go viral. What title should I take? 'Exclusive Reveal: The Unknown Secrets of the God King'? Or 'Shocking: The Invincible Long Wang Actually Lost to Her'?..."

The Black Crow Witch began to worry.

Of course, she is definitely not the only observer in the dark. In fact, there are at least seven or eight gazes around that carry confusion and surprise...

However, these have nothing to do with Dorothy. She naturally doesn't know that she has been targeted by that notorious big-mouthed crow from the Witch Academy, nor does she know about the confusion and surprise of those academy celebrities toward her at this time.

The Home Witch just followed Keleya into a military base and also saw the teammates who were about to participate in the mission together.

"Ah, this... is this my teammate? What happened to the promise that they were all veterans? Why do I feel like this mission is doomed?"

... Dorothy is in a complicated mood...

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