noveldepot Chapter 109 Helping the Little Witches Who Can't Afford Clothes But Are Very Eager to Learn
Chapter 109 Helping the Little Witches Who Can't Afford Clothes But Are Very Eager to Learn
Chapter 110 Helping the Little Witches Who Can't Afford Clothes But Are Very Eager to Learn
"Professor, can you tell me what it is now?" Zhang Qingzhe asked after driving away from the campus.
Xia Qiwei held the steering wheel with one hand and casually rested the other hand on the car window.
"I just got a great assignment, and I'll take you to see something new."
"What mission?"
A joint extermination mission issued by the "Green Island Witches' Sisterhood." Details will be provided once we get there.
"The Witches' Sisterhood?" Zhang Qingzhe was somewhat surprised. "There's such an organization?"
"Of course there are."
Shakivi laughed, a hint of mystery in her smile. "The secret societies of witches have a very long history. Especially during the Middle Ages, the church burned witches everywhere"—though few actually died, it ironically led to the unprecedented growth of these secret societies. Later, this tradition spread to our region as well."
Zhang Qingzhe listened to this somewhat ironic piece of history and nodded slightly.
It seems I'm going to learn something new again today.
"That sounds interesting; I didn't know such an organization existed."
"You can join too!"
Xia Qiwei turned her head, a sly glint in her purple eyes. "I can be your recommender. After joining, you'll not only receive various well-paid tasks, but also many benefits. For example, you can enter the members-only Witch's Bar to help those 'little witches' who can't afford clothes but are very eager to learn."
Zhang Qingzhe glanced at her sideways.
The "benefits" mentioned by this professor sound rather improper.
However, he still grasped the key point: "I'm not a witch, can I still join?"
"Those who inherit the witch's bloodline are qualified."
Shaki explained, "It wasn't always like this. The fundamentalist Witch Sisterhood only accepted witches with 'pure bloodlines.' But times have changed, and to compete with the Card Master Association, the Sisterhood has relaxed its membership requirements considerably."
"There's also a Card Masters Association?"
Zhang Qingzhe was more interested in this name.
"That's right, this organization is actually larger, but its members are a mixed bag. In terms of the proportion of top elites and the purity of its lineage, it's still far inferior to our sisterhood."
Xia Qiwei's tone carried a hint of barely perceptible pride.
"Well then, Professor, let's get serious."
Zhang Qingzhe steered the conversation back to reality, "What are the actual benefits of joining such a magical society?"
"There are many benefits, of course."
Xia Qiwei said seriously, "For example, to freely enter the [Dragon Disaster Zone] for a mission, you must hold the corresponding Hunter's License." The examination and issuance of this license are handled by organizations like the Card Master Association or the Witch Sisters Association.
Zhang Qingzhe was taken aback for a moment, then realized: "So this is considered a semi-official armed organization?"
"That's one way to understand it. After all, if a large-scale dragon disaster occurs, it will ultimately depend on the power of these organizations to deal with it." Xia Qiwei nodded.
The fiery red Porsche sped along, thanks to its powerful engine.
They soon drove onto the winding mountain road and arrived once again at the heavily guarded area.
When they passed through the checkpoint, Luo Jingjing's smile was even sweeter and warmer than last time.
The moment Zhang Qingzhe followed Xia Qiwei into the Dragon Disaster area again, he keenly sensed something unusual.
The climate here is completely different from that of the outside world.
Outside, it was still the sweltering heat of midsummer, but here it was already the desolation of late autumn.
The lush trees I saw on my last visit are now covered with withered, yellow leaves.
Thick layers of fallen leaves were piled up on the ground, as if they had been accumulating for years.
Zhang Qingzhe looked at Xia Qiwei, who was walking briskly ahead, and then realized why she had chosen to wear this leather jacket today.
"Professor, what's going on?"
He quickly caught up, asking in bewilderment, "Why has even the climate completely changed?"
"This is what the Dragon Disaster Zone looks like."
Without turning her head, Xia Qiwei said, her voice exceptionally clear in the somewhat empty forest, "The rules of time and space here are out of sync with the outside world, even—chaotic."
As soon as she finished speaking, a leaden-gray cloud drifted overhead.
Fine, cool raindrops began to fall without warning.
Zhang Qingzhe once again admired Xia Qiwei's foresight.
This leather jacket is not only stylish, but also very practical.
If she were still wearing that thin office skirt like last time, the lace trim underneath would probably be showing by now.
"You must remember this."
Xia Qiwei's voice came through the rain, "You can't use common sense to look at the Dragon Disaster Zone. The flow of time, geographical features, and even the seasonal climate here can change randomly and there is no pattern to it."
Why is this happening?
"There are many theories in academia. Some believe it's residual ancient dragon magic, continuing to influence the space. Others believe it's a recurrence or superimposition of a fragment from the past."
Xia Qiwei shrugged. "Anyway, every year, senior professors argue heatedly at academic conferences over this topic. I've heard it's even sparked several duels for honor in Europe."
"A duel?" Zhang Qingzhe asked, somewhat surprised.
"That's right! It's not allowed here. But in some academic circles in continental Europe, resolving academic differences through duels is considered an honor."
The two talked as they ventured deeper into the forest path covered with fallen leaves.
At that very moment—
boom!!!
A deep, muffled thud suddenly came from not far ahead!
The ground trembled violently, as if a giant beast were turning over underground.
At the same time, a strong, nauseating smell of blood spread rapidly with the shockwave of the explosion!
Zhang Qingzhe subconsciously lowered his body and leaned against a thick tree trunk.
Only after the tremors subsided and the dust settled did he cautiously look up.
About several dozen meters ahead in a forest clearing, a patch of soil had been blasted up, forming a charred, shallow crater.
Several mutilated corpses lay twisted and dead at the edge of the pit.
One of the corpses' buttocks was even thrown onto the treetops nearby.
Broken weapon fragments and dark red-black bloodstains, like cruel decorations, splattered all over the surrounding trees.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the metallic stench of metal.
"What...what happened?"
Zhang Qingzhe asked in a low voice, his heart still pounding.
Xia Qiwei narrowed her eyes, her gaze calmly sweeping over the horrific scene.
"Judging from the equipment and scattered items, he's probably a freelance hunter looking to make some money here,"
Xia Qiwei said calmly, her tone revealing little emotion, "This terrible scene—most likely, they accidentally stepped into a 'landmine beast's' lair, or triggered some kind of trap."