Chapter 588: The Witch's Message

Although not clear on what exactly those matters were.

But there was no doubt that as a merchant, Shang Chuan definitely wouldn't let go of this opportunity to make money.

So in a sense, they could be considered enemies in business.

If she went to him, there would only be two results.

If the other party knew, then he definitely wouldn't sell the things to her now, but would wait until a relatively high position before selling.

If the other party didn't know, his keen merchant sense of smell would definitely make him get to the bottom of it.

At that time, no matter what kind of reaction she showed, she would be suspected by the other party.

And as long as she took action to purchase materials, the other party would definitely be able to see something.

So Beatrice simply gave up the idea of finding Shang Chuan, and then started contacting other merchants.

But at least they were big merchants within a region.

When these guys heard that Beatrice was looking for them to purchase herbs, each and every one of them was very excited.

They all expressed that they would prepare the materials Beatrice needed as soon as possible.

Because the quantity needed this time was very large, that was why everyone was excited.

But although the quantity was large, the other party was generous, directly starting with a deposit.

This made it hard for many people who had trouble settling final payments to refuse even if they wanted to.

Although Lan Qingyou's side said to purchase however much there was, in actual implementation Beatrice couldn't do it like this.

At least she couldn't directly do it like this.

Otherwise, people would definitely see some clues.

So the method she adopted was casting a wide net; no matter who it was, she first asked for ten tons of herbs or something like that.

This kind of quantity wasn't considered a lot for these regional merchants; if they mobilized their manpower, let alone a few hours, it could be completed in one hour.

Gathered.

Of course, this was just speaking of on-site collection; no one was clear on how much inventory there was.

Moreover, in Beatrice's plan, these few hours needed to be utilized.

Proceeding step by step, slowly adding weights like ten tons, twenty tons, thirty tons, only under this could she guarantee to buy the most things with the least amount of money.

One must know that for the Witch Race, wealth was truly used to fill warehouses.

Now that there was finally such a great opportunity to spend these 'vulgar things taking up warehouse space', Beatrice naturally wouldn't be polite.

And just in case, while purchasing herbs, she also purchased some other alchemy materials along the way.

Anyway, everyone would need to use these things later.

Since it was like this, it was better to buy them together, this way it would also save others from instantly guessing her needs.

That's right.

Being guessed by others wasn't scary, what was scary was being guessed by others instantly.

That wouldn't give her any face if spoken out.

And besides this, Beatrice also directly sent this matter to the Witch's Tea Party.

After all, these guys also had merchant channels on hand.

Although it was quite a bit smaller compared to the merchants cooperating with Beatrice's side, it had to be said that these merchants could also be considered a network of contacts.

Even if these merchants were small merchants and the hoarded goods weren't much, the witches still needed to prepare some for daily expenses.

If she truly finished purchasing, when the time came, these guys might even run to the industrial zone to bother her.

Since it was like this, it was better to let them purchase it themselves once and for all.

Sure enough.

After seeing Beatrice publish this message, any witch who saw it started operating.

Even if someone didn't see it, someone would remind them.

Regarding matters like purchasing materials, it could be said they were already familiar with it.

So they didn't encounter any difficult matters in purchasing.

And on the other side.

Just as Beatrice was purchasing herbs with great fanfare, Diana's side was also engaged in a negotiation with someone.

This person was none other than Bishop Marshall, who just sat on the papal throne today and was clearing out dissidents.

Oh, no, he should be called Pope Marshall now.

Actually, when he first received the friend request, Marshall refused.

Let alone his current identity, even as a mere bishop previously, he couldn't possibly just add people randomly.

But today was different.

When he saw that the avatar of the friend request was a witch wearing a black Witch's Hat, he immediately perked up.

He had just sent out the statement in the morning, and as a result, someone came looking for him in the afternoon.

Since it was like this, it seemed the meaning he wanted to convey should have been successfully conveyed.

He hoped the witches wouldn't go to war again.

Thinking like this, Marshall clicked open the application list and added this witch as a friend.

Marshall: "Witch, how did you add me."

Marshall opened his mouth with a question.

Because he urgently needed a window to converse with the witches, after releasing the news, he quietly had someone pass the channel to contact him to the Black Witches' side.

But when it came down to it, he couldn't quite let go of his identity.

After all, although he obtained the papal throne through collaborating from the inside with the Knight Order members on the outside.

But no matter what, he was now the legitimate successor of the entire Pure Origin Sect.

If he was too humble and complimentary, let alone those lunatic-like Primal Scripture Adherents, even he himself wouldn't be able to get past this hurdle.

And although Diana's side didn't know the other party's hidden tricks, it didn't matter.

After all, she wasn't here to make friends.

Diana: "I am the Knowledge Witch, the Chief Executive Officer of the Flying City Eureka. I am here to convey the orders of the Witch Queen, the Tower Witch."

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Seeing this opening remark, even Marshall, who had just carried out a great purge of the entire Holy City last night and was still covered in the smell of blood, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Were these the words one should use on a diplomatic occasion?

No, speaking of which, the other party probably didn't even know how to do diplomacy, right?

But no matter how much he complained in his heart, Marshall couldn't flare up right now, much less complain, get angry, or whatever.

After all, he still hoped to have a window period to stabilize the interior for himself.

Although he had indeed purged most of the people from the former Pope's faction now, there were still quite a few fish that slipped through the net.

These people hid very well and hadn't revealed themselves usually.

So he needed to spend a massive amount of time to deal with these.

Moreover, because he relied on external forces, the debts on that side also needed to be settled.

Of course, the most important thing was because the title of this person calling herself the Knowledge Witch was a bit bluffing.

Chief Executive Officer of the Flying City Eureka.

He knew about the Flying City; it had been a bustling uproar before.

The word 'Eureka' could be seen at a glance as the name of the Flying City.

Of course, a name could be whatever, so it wasn't important; what was important was the Chief Executive Officer behind it.

He wasn't clear on exactly how the positions on the Black Witches' side were divided, but just the word 'Chief' and the point about bringing a message for the Tower Witch was enough to make him put down all his temper.