Really, You Have to Believe Me

Although she knew Alisa wasn't interested in money, just like her,

it was definitely out of the question to make people work for free.

That was especially true when dealing with Transmigrators who had managed to survive.

Give someone an inch, and they'll take a mile.

Once people got used to getting things for free, no one would want to pay for them anymore.

Even if it was a racial magic that only their witches could use.

That was why Lan Qingyou had offered her this "reminder."

After all, the Black Witches could get a share of the profits, too.

If they managed to set it up, the Black Witches could learn from it as well.

Workshop Witch: "That really is a way to solve the problem."

Workshop Witch: "I'll go take care of this first. Once you've finished up on your end, come find me."

Alisa thought it over, then decided to take advantage of the time Lan Qingyou would be busy handling things to get this done.

Like Lan Qingyou, she was the sort of person who acted as soon as she thought of something.

And now she had the perfect opening.

Once they went to the New Continent, she was sure to encounter all sorts of new things.

By then, she wouldn't have time to deal with this.

It was something she could do on the side anyway, and now Lan Qingyou's suggestion meant she could even make some money from it. That sounded pretty good.

Meanwhile, Lan Qingyou

flew to the entrance of Nightingale Hospital while Alisa went to take care of things.

Like Gu Xiaobei's open shelter, this place didn't require the owner's permission to enter.

It seemed Nightingale wasn't there at the moment, though.

"Hahaha!"

"Director, I caught you!"

Just as Lan Qingyou was