Chapter 864

"This is?"

Dorothy caught the scroll Hermione threw. She opened the scroll with some curiosity, and then discovered that this seemed to be a map.

She raised her head with some confusion, wanting to ask whose map this was, but as she raised her head, she discovered that Hermione in front of her had already run away and disappeared.

Home Witch: "..."

"This is a whaling contract; this is good stuff."

At this time, above her head, Senior Sister Hat also glanced at this map and then said with some surprise.

"Whaling contract? Ah, this..."

Dorothy felt even more speechless when she heard this.

She wasn't unfamiliar with this name. After all, this thing is truly famous in the Witch World and can be considered a treasure that most witches dream of.

After all, for a war race like witches, what could be more tempting than a brand-new conquerable world?

Dorothy had once heard of a quite classic setting in her past life.

Hmm, the Dark Forest Law.

That is to say, the universe is a dark forest, and every civilized world is a hunter with a gun, sneaking through the forest like a ghost, gently pushing aside the branches blocking the way, trying hard not to let their footsteps make a sound, and even breathing must be cautious.

He must be careful because there are hunters sneaking around like him everywhere in the forest. If he discovers other life, there is only one thing he can do: shoot and destroy it.

In this forest, others are hell, an eternal threat, and any life that exposes its existence will soon be destroyed.

This is the picture of cosmic civilization.

However, the Home Witch had actually always felt that this law was quite bullshit. After all, there is a quite big loophole, which is that hunters don't lack legs; if you can't beat them, can't you run? Do you have to go and shoot to court death?

Of course, this loophole actually doesn't count for much. After all, for the civilizations in the materialist world of the past life, before the level of civilization reaches a certain height, you can run away from the monk but not the temple. People can run, but that vast territory can't be packed up and run away together, so they can only defend it to the death and bite the bullet to have a fight with the invaders.

But in the Western Universe, it's different.

After all, in this mind-only world, every world is relatively self-sufficient. Their connection with the cosmic starry sky is not as close as the planets in the materialist world to the point where they are indispensable.

Therefore, as long as the level of civilization within a world develops to the point where they can fully control their own world, they can take the world as a boat and start their own adventure.

Hmm, actually, calling it the Dark Ocean Law in the universe might be more accurate.

The Western Universe is a dark ocean, and each civilization is a ship sailing on the ocean. Ships sail on the ocean and can only rely on the faint lights on the ship to illuminate the surroundings.

However, you never know whether what you will encounter in the next moment will be an island rich in materials, a weak and easily bullied merchant ship, or a ferocious sea beast and a terrifying pirate.

To survive on this ocean lacking materials, you must do your best not to miss every opportunity. You must plunder islands, rob merchant ships, and also learn to avoid pirates and bypass pirates....

Of course, there is also the most important point: you must learn to fear the most terrifying existence on this sea—natural disasters.

Their names are Angels, Demons, Dragons, and Witches.

If you encounter any one of these four great natural disasters, then the only ending waiting for you is the destruction of the ship and the death of the people.

That is an existence that human power can almost not defeat, so you must be vigilant at all times. Once you discover the signs of a natural disaster, you must immediately stay away.

Er, such a Dark Ocean Law is quite appropriate for the current pattern of the universe.

The four great natural disasters are rampant. Wherever they go, not a blade of grass grows. Other large and small worlds can only linger on in the cracks of natural disasters, and they are always vigilant against each other.

War and plunder, lurking and backstabbing, this is the main theme of the Western Universe.

Therefore, weak and powerless worlds, fat but weak worlds, and other such naive worlds cannot survive here. Such worlds are either wiped out by the four great natural disasters or have long been played with and eaten up by other evil wolf worlds.

Among the known worlds in the Western Universe today that are still alive, most are old oil-slickers who have experienced countless tests and have always stubbornly survived.

Those old oil-slickers are all experienced old captains on the dark ocean. Their noses are more sensitive than dogs. Often, before natural disasters approach, they have already run far away nimbly.

And these worlds are mostly hard bones to chew. Although each one is quite fat and rich in nutrition, it's easy to chip your teeth if you chew hard.

Therefore, generally speaking, even the natural disaster worlds see these worlds from afar, but they are too lazy to spend the effort to chase them hard.

After all, for now, the Western Universe is still constantly growing, and how big this universe is hasn't been clearly explored yet. In a situation where there are still wild monsters to fight, there is no need to chew those hard bones hard.

It's just that this relative ability to be full is in terms of the world, and the world being full doesn't mean you can also be full.

It's like every "scan" of the Witch World can find a large batch of fat "prey," but every time the hunting list is announced, the major witch battle groups wish they could fight until their brains come out.

After all, there are also three, six, and nine grades among prey. Which one is delicious and rich in nutrition, and which one is unpalatable and has no nutrition—there are many doorways to this.

Well, where there are people, there is a world, and there are disputes. This is also an unsolvable old problem.

Therefore, the Lord Ranking Battle that happens once every thousand years in the Witch World is actually not entirely a large-scale celebration on a whim by Mother World; it is also a brand-new distribution of interests.

The battle groups under the command of higher-ranked witch lords often have priority in choosing from the hunting list, while the lower-ranked lords can only chew on the leftovers eaten by the big shots.

Anyway, to this day, the Witch World already has a relatively detailed and reasonable set of rules and regulations for world conquest, and even has a specialized institution—the Whaling Agency—responsible for overall management.

Hmm, the history of this agency department is also quite long. As early as when witches were still humans, whalers were a symbol of bravery. As long as they could successfully hunt once, it was enough to feed the entire tribe for a long time....

However, by the Witch Era, whales were almost becoming pets and had no danger. Witches who had no worries about food and clothing didn't need to hunt whales to maintain survival.

But this brave spirit of the old era was passed down and received a brand-new interpretation. Now, "whaling" in the mouths of witches refers to "hunting worlds."

This agency initially took shape in the God King era, but its development and growth were during the Great Expedition of the Long Wang era.

Lord Long Wang was not the kind of reckless person with courage but no strategy, so she wouldn't shout "aaaa" and start leading witches to charge wildly. In fact, during the Long Wang period, the management of the battle groups was very strict. At that time, private "hunting" was prohibited, and violators would be severely punished.

This was not a suppression of the battle groups, but simply to prevent the unnecessary consumption of power. After all, there are always some guys whose hearts are not satisfied, wanting to swallow an elephant, insisting on trying some things that exceed their own abilities, and the result was they charged up and then landed in a box.

Although the souls of witches have the protection of the Netherworld Agency, this kind of casual "suicide" behavior is undoubtedly a burden on the work of the Netherworld civil servants.

Therefore, Lord Long Wang developed the Whaling Agency to coordinate the personnel deployment during the entire Great Expedition period.

The hunting list can only be formulated and announced by the Whaling Agency. The Whaling Agency will make the conquest tasks of each world into "whaling contracts" and then distribute them to major battle groups.

Only battle groups holding a "whaling contract" are legal to hunt. Otherwise, all other hunting behaviors belong to poaching, which is an illegal act. Violators will be investigated and punished by the Tribunal.

And afterwards, the glorious victory of the Witch Great Expedition also told of the correctness and wisdom of this means of Lord Long Wang. Under the overall coordination of the Whaling Agency, the hunting behavior of witches was no longer as chaotic and disorderly as in the past, but became efficient and precise. It is worth mentioning that the fishing club in the Witch Academy—Whalers—is a subordinate agency of the Whaling Agency, just like the relationship between the All-Knowing Eye and the All-Seeing Eye clubs.

And the Whaling Agency is also a work unit that most Summoning School witches dream of. After all, the essence of the Summoning School is the sensing and positioning of other worlds, which is very professionally aligned with the work goals of the Whaling Agency.

If you can enter the Whaling Agency, then it's not the giggling play during fishing at ordinary times. What you are fishing there are all real "whales."

In short, fishing guys are ecstatic.

However, when Dorothy mentions the Whaling Agency, she always can't help but think of Mother World.

Hmm, in the Witch's Night, the image finally manifested by Mother World Pan Duola is a silly orca.

Whaling, I've also hunted.

The Home Witch associated this groundlessly.

"However, what are you giving me this thing for? What does a civil engineering witch who works with gray stuff need this whaling contract for?"

Dorothy looked at the surprise her Sage sister gave her in her hand speechlessly.

This was indeed a surprise. After all, any whaling contract represents the development rights to an alien world. That is a world! This can no longer be described by gold mountains or silver mountains.

As long as you successfully take down a world, it means you have successfully laid the foundation for the rise of a witch lord. This is a true priceless treasure....

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's actually the highest-level Jin Qi. Good guy, this is really looking up to me."

Dorothy looked at the golden, as if gold-leafed material of this scroll again, even more speechless.

Whaling contracts are divided into three grades according to hunting difficulty and reward level, which are the so-called Copper Contract, Silver Contract, and Jin Qi. These three types of contracts also correspond to small worlds, medium worlds, and large worlds respectively.

And what she has in her hand at this time is a Jin Qi, which also means that this contract corresponds to a conquest task for a large world.

The ownership of the development of a large world! That is a treasure that top witch lords all crave, and it is also the cornerstone of a grand career.

If this thing were taken out for auction, it would definitely shock the entire Witch World. Dorothy dares to sell it; once the news is released, I'm afraid she would be surrounded tightly by major top battle group leaders on the spot.

After all, which civilization that can grow into a large world is a silly guy? This kind of large world is often a slippery guy. Even the fishing guys of the Whaling Agency are masters among masters, but they can't successfully fish every time. If they are not careful, they might unhook at any time.

Therefore, it's not that every hunting list released by the Whaling Agency can have Gold Contracts. In fact, this thing might only have one or two every few decades. Usually, most are Silver Contracts or something.

"Hehe, this is not just a Jin Qi. Look at the star rating above. Good guy, nine-star hunting difficulty. This is a large world among large worlds. In the world rating standard of whalers, this represents a world with the potential to grow into a natural disaster. Before attacking Heaven back then, the Witch World was almost this rating, right?"

And Senior Sister Fan Ni suddenly stretched out her tentacles at this time. She pointed to the nine stars shining on the contract and then said so.

Dorothy: "..."

E, understood, this is a piece of waste paper.

The Home Witch couldn't help but be a bit speechless.

If this were an ordinary Jin Qi, that would be fine. Usually, that kind of ordinary large world, calling a few peak witches together to form a conquest group, could almost take it down.

But this nine-star difficulty, you want to conquer it without a few Sages holding the line?

Therefore, what the hell is this conquest? Even if she really wanted to change careers to become a..., this hard bone is really impossible to chew.

Can only look but not eat, and dare not sell. If this isn't waste paper, what is?

The Home Witch complained in her heart.

However, this didn't delay her from nimbly blinking her eyes. The witch's image-recording technique was activated.

Then she took out her spellbook, skillfully logged into the Forest Witch's account, then opened the friend list of only two, and chose Sophie Liya.

Forest Witch: 【Image】

Forest Witch: Sigh, a surprise little gift someone just gave me. It's truly chicken ribs, so useless.

Hmm, good things must be shared with others.

And soon, her spellbook began to vibrate crazily.

Sophie Liya:???

Sophie Liya: 【Angel surprised to the point of losing feathers. jpg】

Sophie Liya: Really or fake?

Sophie Liya: Eldest Miss, although I know you lack money, it's really not to the point of going down to the sea to sell yourself, right? The internet speed in Lord God King's basement looks quite good.

Dorothy: "..."

The Home Witch couldn't help but be speechless.

Angry and cold, you bastard ruined my reputation. Am I the kind of person who would go down to the sea to sell myself for money?

Forest Witch: 【Baby Dragon Flying Kick. jpg】

Forest Witch: You crawl away, do you want this thing or not?

She didn't really come just to show off. This whaling contract is truly waste paper in her hands, but the Pure White Witch isn't going to the front line? Presumably, she should also be worried about whaling contracts now. Let's just give this thing to her.

Sophie Liya: 【Angel rolling eyes. jpg】

Sophie Liya: Eldest Miss, if you want me to die, just say so. Why take such a big detour?

Forest Witch: If you don't want it, then forget it. I'll throw it in the warehouse as a collection.

Sophie Liya: Don't. Whaling contracts all have a time limit. You wait, I'll be there immediately.

Dorothy: "..."

Hehe, little thing, still pretending not to care. You don't even look at who I am. I'm the sister of the Lie Sage, okay? I can easily handle your little tricks.

The Home Witch smiled triumphantly.

Pure White Witch is on her way...

Stuck on the plot, so difficult.

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