Chapter 329: Quite Honest, Aren't You

High Priestess: "@Tower, Her Majesty the Witch Queen, what are you trying to do this time?"

Emperor: "@Tower, yeah, yeah, Her Majesty the Witch Queen, I didn't get any news about this auction at all."

Star: "Typhon City has only officially obtained recognition for a little over a month, and the Witch Queen is already making such a big move. There must be some heavenly benefits, right?"

Sun: "It would be strange if there wasn't. The Witch Queen never does anything without benefits."

Magician: "I didn't expect that one day someone in our manor would also be called a Queen."

Empress: "Hehe, I actually think it's quite nice. Having a title makes it easier to do things."

There was no need to look; the one leading the charge was usually Vivian, who possessed the attribute of a drama-lover, and closely following behind her were those few fake friends.

Lan Qingyou sighed, and then typed a string of text.

Tower: "You guys are really annoying. Just calling it once for fun is enough. Also, Your Eminence Vivian, good evening to you."

If one had to say whose title in this group was the most exaggerated, the Witch Queen definitely didn't have as much status as 'Your Eminence.'

See.

Lan Qingyou merely counterattacked slightly, and the drama-lover instantly became the drama.

And those guys even immediately turned around and started besieging Vivian.

The one bearing the brunt naturally had to be that fake sister, Gu Xiaobei.

In an instant, the one feeling flustered changed from Lan Qingyou to Vivian.

And Vivian, who originally didn't like this title very much either, seeing herself being besieged, immediately shifted the topic to elsewhere.

High Priestess: "Hmph, @Tower, you better honestly explain what's going on with that auction of yours."

Right!

The crowd, who was just besieging the High Priestess a moment ago, finally remembered that there was still a very important question at hand.

What exactly was this Tower trying to do?

Although the auction and the more than ten thousand magic items were all grand productions.

But no matter how they looked at it, didn't it feel off?

Who among the people here wasn't a shrewd individual? With just a little thought, they could figure out that under the circumstances where the main cities of the major races were successively obtaining the recognition of the world's will, Lan Qingyou doing such a thing in Typhon City, the main city of the Witch Race, meant she definitely had something hidden from everyone.

Therefore, the people in the manor, enjoying the advantage of a favorable position, all wanted to get to the bottom of the matter from her mouth.

Even if they didn't snatch Lan Qingyou's first place, they should at least be second or third.

Although they thought well, Lan Qingyou actually had no intention of hiding it. However, it was impossible for her to honestly speak out at a time like this.

At the very least, she had to wait until after the auction ended.

Because by that time, the overall situation would be set, and the reputation would have already been established.

In fact, over a month ago, when she heard that Diana and the others wanted to use an auction to build Typhon City's reputation and simultaneously eliminate everyone's past stereotypes of the Witch Race, Lan Qingyou knew that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden.

So...

Tower: "Regarding this, let me keep you in suspense. Everyone will know once the auction is over."

Judgement: "See, I told you Tower wouldn't say."

Moon: "It's useless for you to talk. Admit defeat and pay up, pay up."

Chariot: "Sigh... I originally wanted to bet on the conscience of a Witch. Looking at it now, I really lost completely."

Justice: "To think there are actually people who believe in things like conscience. Perhaps this stuff still existed three or four hundred years ago, but now... everything is about money, brother."

Pope: "..."

Tower: "Hm? You guys actually made bets on this trivial matter?"

The Fool: "..."

Tower: "No way, even a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you, The Fool, joined in?"

Lovers: "Then just tell us. We'll give you a share of the money later."

Tower: "You guys are hopeless. I won't tell you even if you beat me to death. However, if you are willing to bring your respective races and join our Witch Race, I might be able to tell you."

Knowing what she wanted, Lan Qingyou wasn't entirely tight-lipped.

But in order to prevent people from seeing any flaws, she didn't use words with obvious intent like 'moving into Typhon City.' Instead, she expressed it slightly more euphemistically, saying she wanted people to join the 'Witch Race.'

However...

Chariot: "I never thought there would come a day when even Tower would start telling jokes."

High Priestess: "It's quite good too. At least it broke the stereotype that Witches all like to keep a straight, unsmiling face."

Star: "@Tower, may I ask what kind of mentality you had when saying such words?"

Emperor: "Boss Lan, what does this mean?"

Lovers: "I feel like Tower must have some explanation, but she probably won't say it now."

Tower: "Indeed, I won't explain the reason before the auction."

Empress: "Quite honest, aren't you..."

...

Lan Qingyou's resolute concealment and the given deadline made the feeling of something being wrong in everyone's hearts even stronger.

Because apart from Lan Qingyou's resolute attitude, they had also collected quite a lot of intelligence during this short period of banter.

The intelligence showed that over the past month, Witches could be seen everywhere in the Forsaken Territory.

Most of these Witches were forming teams to run dungeons.

This seemed very normal. After all, besides eating, drinking, and sleeping, everyone basically just accepted missions and ran dungeons to produce value now.

But the way the Witches ran dungeons was a bit unusual.

The biggest difference was the intensity. Once a team came out of this dungeon, they would immediately go to the next one.

Spy personnel in the intelligence reports had seen a team running dungeons outside the city for a whole week, going from one to another just like this.

In the end, returning to the basically completed Forsaken City was only because everyone wanted to take a shower and rest for a bit.

And there were at least a hundred such teams that they knew of.

From this point alone, it could be seen that those magic items were definitely obtained during this kind of high-intensity dungeon grinding involving the entire race.

Then the problem arose.

Going to the extent of sacrificing freedom and time at all costs to do this kind of thing definitely wasn't as simple as wanting to develop the tourism industry.

After all, everyone was clear about it.

For Witches, forcing them to lay down their freedom and research time to grind dungeons was basically equivalent to suicide.

The kind of suicide where if you didn't do it yourself, the Witches would help you do it.

Chariot: "Alright, let's talk about this matter later. However, when will the Golems I ordered before arrive?"

Because the Northern Industrial Zone had already been completed, the Witch Race's Golem project had also officially started.

The ones bearing the brunt of the large orders were these bosses from Tarot Manor.

After all, this kind of fully automatic machine that could work continuously twenty-four hours a day was welcomed everywhere.

It was also exactly by relying on these large orders from these guys in the group that Lan Qingyou had enough money to purchase so many materials from Shang Chuan and Chu Yuan to complete the large-scale magic shield and the giant magic array.

Of course, this money was all advance payment.

The final payment would only be given after delivery.