Chapter 84: A Chance to Get Rich Overnight

Dorothy waited quietly in the arena for her next opponent.

Although, strictly speaking, her assessment could have ended by now and she could have walked away, she had already placed her bets on the dark web, so quitting now was out of the question.

Having been nearly bankrupted by the two little ones at home these past few days, she had been searching for a good way to make money in the Witch Academy, preferably one that would allow her to get rich overnight.

As it turned out, after searching around, she really did find one: taking on missions and bounties on the academy forum.

Not all young witch students were like her, knowing a little bit of everything and basically never needing to ask for help.

The vast majority of normal young witches only excelled in their major subjects; for example, those in the Potion Department only knew how to brew medicine, and those in the Alchemy Department were good at blacksmithing. Being still young, they couldn't yet be all-rounders.

And so, it became awkward when a student from the Potion Department needed a new cauldron, or a student from the Alchemy Department needed potions to replenish their stamina and mana.

Normally, when encountering such a situation, the first reaction of most adult witches would be to go to the market to buy what they needed. But in the Witch Academy, the first thing students thought of was to take out their spellbooks, log onto the academy forum, and post a bounty mission, waiting for a senior or junior from the corresponding department to come and help.

After all, shopping at a supermarket meant being charged a markup by middlemen; how could that compare to the cost-effectiveness of factory-direct sales? Everyone was still a student with limited financial independence, so they naturally saved where they could.

Moreover, this was the Witch Academy. It provided training in the basic subjects of every industry in the entire Witch World. Whatever you wanted to buy or have custom-made, no matter how niche, as long as you called out on the campus forum, classmates from the corresponding department would soon come knocking.

After all, which Alchemy student didn't have a few practice pieces piled up, and which Potion student didn't have a warehouse full of potions in their bag...

They couldn't use all these things themselves, so it was best to trade them. Plus, this was a great way to expand their social circles and get to know more classmates.

Going to school wasn't just about learning knowledge; expanding one's social circle and accumulating connections were also important parts of a student's life.

If one could meet capable and compatible classmates and friends through this kind of mutual aid, then that was a huge win.

After all, the camaraderie built when everyone was still a "noob" was very precious; it would be very difficult to find such pure friendships after graduation.

Of course, such bounties also carried risks. After all, the quality of student work certainly wasn't as reliable as mass-produced goods sold in the market that had undergone quality inspection, so one had to rely on their own eye to judge.

If you were unlucky, you might get a dud, but if you were lucky, you might even buy a practice piece from a future master.

But regardless, overall, the academy forum was quite lively, and the school encouraged this kind of student mutual aid.

It was just that Dorothy didn't intend to do those ordinary mutual aid missions for the time being; those small, trivial tasks wouldn't earn her much money even if she worked herself to the bone.

What she had her eye on was the hell-difficulty mission that had long dominated the top of the bounty list but remained uncompleted for many years: crashing the Armed Society.

Those battle-crazed maniacs had once boasted on the campus forum that they welcomed anyone to challenge them. As long as one succeeded, they would receive a large sum of money at once. However, if one failed, they would have to leave behind a certain penalty fee to pad the prize pool.

To this day, this bounty had yet to be completed, so the already generous prize money had become even more lucrative due to the constant addition of penalty fees.

And it wasn't just this prize money; those challengers who failed to crash the Armed Society were so frustrated afterward that they opened a separate bounty thread, offering a heavy reward for a brave soul to crash the society, with all the prize money going to the winner.

Even the guys on the academy dark web couldn't sit still; someone had publicly opened a book, betting on whether the Armed Society would actually be successfully crashed.

Hmm, doing one job to get paid three times—this deal was worth it. As long as it succeeded, getting rich overnight wouldn't be a dream.

Anyway, Dorothy couldn't take her eyes off it the moment she saw it. She felt she might as well give it a try. If this job succeeded, her family of three's future...

Well, okay, the total prize money for these three bounties was actually only about five million Witch Gold Coins. That looked like a lot, enough for Dorothy to fulfill her previous life's dream—buying a small floating island.

But then, thinking about what her family of three was eating now, if every meal was to the highest standard, this money would barely be enough to last a year.

And that was only based on the current standard. If they had a growth spurt and their appetites increased, their food requirements would rise accordingly, and this money might not even last a year.

Tsk, eating up a house in a year—truly three gold-devouring beasts.

Of course, with Dorothy's small frame, if she tried to crash the society using conventional means, she feared any senior member could easily bully her with their deep mana. But wasn't she just about to undergo a practical assessment?

Hehehe, as long as she acted a bit arrogant and ignited the anger of those already combative Armed Society witches, these guys—who were clearly combative but inexplicably valued martial virtue—would certainly not lower themselves to change the duel rules, but would continue to fight her according to the assessment standards.

And Dorothy asked herself, with equal mana, even if she wasn't absolutely invincible, she shouldn't have many opponents. Looking at it this way, there did seem to be some hope of successfully crashing the society.

Although doing this meant bullying the honest martial arts fanatics of the Armed Society, she was sorry, but for the sake of the two hungry children at home, she, Dorothy, couldn't be gentle today.

It was just that while the plan was beautiful, she wasn't very confident about whether it could be successfully realized. After all, this kind of bullying honest people depended on whether the other party was truly honest or just pretending.

And just as she was preparing to crash the society, this first battle had directly pitted her against her own sister, which was certainly not a good omen.

"I'm sorry, Alice. I was indeed a bit harsh just now, but once your sister finishes this job, our family will have money, and I'll definitely treat you to something delicious then."

Dorothy apologized silently in her heart to the sister she had just defeated in seconds.

But come to think of it, the roasted sub-dragon wings she promised to make for her a few days ago hadn't been made yet because of Mother's interruption...

Well, next time for sure, I'll make it up to you all at once.

In any case, she had just hardened her heart to punch her own sister in the head. That was her sister from another mother, so it absolutely couldn't be a sacrifice in vain. She had to get her hands on this money today.

But one had to say, Alice's strength had indeed improved quite a bit over the years. She was no longer the little noob she could tease at will when they were young. The momentum when she rushed over just now really gave Dorothy a fright.

This was why she was startled and subconsciously threw a full-force punch, habitually smashing the little witch's dog head.

Sigh, she had clearly intended to be a bit gentler with her sister and not be so cruel.

It was just that although this little one had indeed improved in strength, her brain...

You, girl, almost all your tactics were designed by me personally. You're now using the stuff I taught you to deal with me? What exactly is in that little head of yours?

Did you never think that when I was designing tactics for you, I must have also studied how to deal with you?

Yes, yes, your wild intuition is indeed powerful, but Alice, killing intent can be faked. I can completely use a fake killing intent to trick you and induce you to dodge in the direction I need.

Then I'll punch the air in the direction you dodge, and this punch aimed at the air won't carry any killing intent.

Your self-healing ability is indeed tricky, but I know you too well. Before you have fully inherited your stepmother's "River of Death Words," this so-called immortal body of yours is ultimately fake and has a fatal flaw.

Your self-healing is all built on the foundation of an intact blood core. For a vampire, the location of one's own blood core is a secret, but I know you too well; I know your blood core isn't in your heart, but hidden in your lower abdomen.

Sigh, who told you to be my dear sister? Exposing the weakness of my own cute sister is indeed not something a sister should do.

Fortunately, I finally researched the internal force techniques from the novels of my past life. This punch looked like a headshot, but in reality, the internal force simulated by mana within the punch could directly shatter your heart core.

Alice, my foolish sister, everything about you is as plain as day in my eyes. And you? How much do you know about me?

I clearly taught you before that when facing an unfamiliar opponent, you should cautiously probe before looking for an opportunity to strike.

Dorothy shook her head, suddenly feeling that the punch she just threw was the right move.

Anyway, the brains in this silly sister's head had already solidified into reckless muscle, and she had forgotten how to think. Hopefully, this punch would let her muscle-brain move again and become a bit smarter.

It was just that she soon had no heart to let her mind wander, because her next opponent had arrived.

When that opponent, who didn't walk through the preparation room but jumped directly from the VIP seats onto the arena, landed in a classic superhero pose and kicked up a sky full of dust in this desert-themed arena, Dorothy's gaze sharpened.

She was a bit happy at first because the Armed Society was indeed as honest as she had planned, and they really hadn't changed the competition rules but sent someone down again. This way, her hope of successfully making money today had greatly increased.

But when she saw the face of the person who came, she couldn't help but gasp slightly.

"Hiss, why aren't you playing by the rules? After beating the thirteenth seat, logically, shouldn't the twelfth seat be next? Why did you skip the tenth?"

Dorothy complained in her heart.

Because Alice often complained to her after being beaten up at the academy, asking her to help design tactics, so although this was Dorothy's first time at the Armed Society, she probably knew more about the strong members of the Armed Society than the average member.

Hmm, dark skin (tanned bronze), cat ears, tiger stripes, long tail—this was modeled after a tiger-person among the beast-men.

Yay, another big cat-girl I really like. I want to stroke the tail and touch the ears.

*Ahem... *

Based on the fact that the opponent came down from the second seat position, her strength must be stronger than Alice's, and she probably beat her up quite a bit in the past. So, searching for the big cat-girl Alice mentioned who beat her up...

Hmm, got it. This should be that Sister Rena often mentioned by the little witch.

After slightly sizing up the appearance of the person who came, Dorothy roughly confirmed the other party's identity in her heart.

And after recognizing the person, the information Alice provided in the past naturally surfaced in her mind.

.... Little witch reading data..... ===== CHAPTER 85 =====