Chapter 100: The Emperor and The Moon

Even their efficacies were clearly detailed. It seemed they must have been appraised using a magic desk after being brought back; otherwise, they wouldn't be this detailed.

The majority of these entries had been uploaded by Helles, The Fool.

Barring any surprises, his 'wandering' like this must also involve tasks in this regard.

After all, regardless of whether it was in terms of hobbies or talent, he was fundamentally different from the production systems.

And beneath the two large directories was the [Kalim World Map].

Although it currently looked like nothing more than a long, narrow caterpillar, the beginning was always the hardest. Didn't Helles say he had only drawn a few districts?

Furthermore, only the Abandoned Land had been drawn after a server merge.

Stretching two fingers across the screen, the map instantaneously zoomed in.

Only then did Lan Qingyou get her first true and intuitive look at the entirety of the Abandoned Land.

To the west of the forest was a ruined city bordering the river valley. To the southeast of the ruins was a massive lake.

Looking at the map, there seemed to even be some islands on the lake.

It could be said that judging simply from the map, the entire Abandoned Land was surrounded by nature. Even without barriers separating the districts, if one were to rely solely on walking, it would probably be extremely difficult to make it out.

No wonder the world's will had thrown so many 'talents' into this place, turning it into a 'talent hub'.

Beneath the world map was a [Please Look Forward to It], exactly like the one on the magic desk.

It seemed that the fellow who built this intended to 'upgrade' it whenever they wanted to develop new functions.

Having finally gone through a rough overview of the functions on the card, Lan Qingyou finally had the spare time to start reading the papers in the forum.

After waking up the next day, Lan Qingyou was even left wanting more, digging out the papers she had groggily read yesterday to read through again.

But suddenly recalling her agreement with The Chariot yesterday, she forcefully suppressed her curiosity and first checked the chat logs.

In the end, what she saw was a massive 'critique' session.

Because she had locked her screen last night, the chat interface remained exactly where she had locked it.

Scrolling down, she saw that basically everything pertained to discussions regarding that night-fishing shelter.

Reading downwards message by message, Lan Qingyou found that although everyone's remarks were still a bit esoteric to her, she was barely able to comprehend some of them.

This was probably thanks to the papers she had read last night.

However, these were all just everyone's hypotheses. They only helped The Hierophant scheme and strategize so they could test their accuracy.

She subsequently checked the scan and discovered that the green dot representing The Fool had vanished. It seemed he had already left during the morning.

It was probably because Wheel of Fortune's divination results had come out.

Just after Lan Qingyou yawned and went down to wash up, The Chariot's private message finally arrived.

"Tell me what you think of these specifications. If you feel it's fine, I'll get to building it later."

Beneath this text was a string of numbers.

Since Lan Qingyou had also read up on basic mechanics and design, she could still understand this modicum of specifications.

After glancing over it all, Lan Qingyou already had a rough idea in her heart.

It was just that...

"Isn't the machine a bit too big? I don't have anywhere to install a ten-meter machine here. Besides, manually packaging the glass bottles from the production line is an extremely time-consuming task."

Frowning, Lan Qingyou expressed her thoughts to The Chariot.

Even though the magic machine the other party designed could achieve the effect of producing one glass bottle every ten seconds—meaning running the machine for a single day could produce over eight thousand glass bottles—its proportions were simply too massive, and it consumed too much of her time.

After all, one of Lan Qingyou's requirements was that they had to shatter easily when simply thrown.

If she didn't manually sort them out herself, they would all smash onto the ground.

The Chariot: "Alright, I'll give this aspect some more thought. We're all working alone after all, so time really is precious."

Being a fellow researcher, The Chariot understood clearly what Lan Qingyou meant by raising this question.

Time. To them, time was absolutely precious.

Whether it was used for research or for absorbing the new knowledge of this world, all of these required time.

The Chariot: "By the way, do you have any requirements regarding the machine?"

The Tower: "Hm?"

The Chariot: "Matte black, pearl white, olive green, agate red, Neptune grey... As long as you like it, I can spray any color on it for you."

So this was what it felt like to be Party A?

It felt... pretty good actually?

Seeing The Chariot ask this question, Lan Qingyou couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The Tower: "I don't have any demands in that regard. Use your discretion on the specifics."

The Chariot: "Alright, I'll go draw up a few more designs then."

With their brief conversation concluded, Lan Qingyou finally began a new day of potion making.

However, when she stepped into the massive alchemy workshop, she found it completely transformed.

The most intuitive feeling was that the original single iron alchemical base had turned into five, exactly as she had previously set up in her previous workshop.

This was great. Now she wouldn't have to sweep away rock debris inside the workshop every day.

Mm, since the space was bigger now, she also needed some shelving racks to place down her processed semi-finished materials.

As such, Lan Qingyou customized a few more iron racks from The Chariot.

After all, according to what he said, while he might be lacking elsewhere, he had no shortage of iron ore. He alone monopolized an entire iron ore vein of unknown reserves.

Smelting, designing, crafting... He had done it all by himself, enjoying it immensely.

Today, Lan Qingyou continued her plans to craft mana potions. After all, she still owed The High Priestess a thousand bottles.

Of course, while simmering the potions, Lan Qingyou also continued to read the papers on the forum.

These articles were enough for Lan Qingyou to peruse for a very long time, absorbing their theories to strengthen her own cognitive foundation.

By noon, Lan Qingyou checked again.

She found that the original 9/9 had become 11/11.

Looking at the chat, two new characters, 'The Emperor' and 'The Moon', had popped up. She tapped in to take a look.

[The Emperor, Gu Xiaobei, Female, 18 years old. Title: 'The Joyous Tyrant']

[The Moon, Shang Chuan, Male, 28 years old. Title: 'The Elegant Manipulator']

So it was these two guys. It seemed Helles had moved quite swiftly. Or rather, Esmeralda, Wheel of Fortune's divinations were accurate.

She found their locations in just a couple of moves.

Terrifyingly formidable.

No wonder Gu Xiaobei hadn't answered her directly back when she asked about her title.

'The Joyous Tyrant'... Lan Qingyou could roughly guess what this 'Joyous' part represented.

After all, what this lass liked doing most was making bugs for her customers to eat.

More importantly, because her monopoly business operated identically to Lan Qingyou's, and because her food truly was incredibly delicious, her actions were quite unscrupulous.

Using the term 'Tyrant' to describe her didn't seem out of place at all.

Looking at Shang Chuan again...

Mm! Wait no!

The Tower: "Shang Chuan, you actually have a title!"

The Moon: "You never asked."

Fine, she truly hadn't asked, nor had she ever shown any interest.

But was there even such a thing as a 'Manipulator' in this world?

How strange.