Cat Lower Netherworld, on a comfortable island.
Clang!
Clang!
Jiang Han swung her specially made so-called [Precise Gathering] pickaxe at the Flamewood. This kind of wood was closer to ore, really. At the very least, pickaxes made from Witch Egg shells could barely dig out more than a few chunks anymore. Yet she still gathered with all her strength, because once this wood was harvested with magic, the result would be a colossal explosion.
The weather was scorching.
She was mining in a swimsuit.
Jiang Han felt like an elven princess knight captured by orcs—she had thought it would be that kind of thing, only for it to turn into, "You'll be a code programmer today."
Healthy sweat kept seeping from her tender, slender limbs, as well as her back, chest, and lower belly.
She finally understood what that perfectly serviceable neckerchief was for. It was for soaking up sweat!
Luckily, although Cat Lower Netherworld was extremely hot, Jiang Han had made a huge block of Unmeltable Ice with the Eternal Ice Eye and placed it behind her. It effectively lowered the temperature, turning the warm sea breeze cool and refreshing.
Jiang Han turned around and saw six Cagefire Cat Lamps—local specialties of Cat Lower Netherworld—already sprawled atop the Unmeltable Ice. Beside it lay a Cagefire Giant Cat Lamp, lazily stretched out. Though these cat lamps could withstand heat, if there was somewhere cool to go, they would absolutely go there. They were thick-furred cats, after all!
"Heave-ho! Hup-heave!"
Clang, clang!
Histeria's voice came from nearby.
Today, Master Histeria wore a schoolgirl-like one-piece swimsuit with a skirt. But that was not the important part. The important part was how the Pharaoh Giant Cat mountain range, enough to compete a little with Eileen's, bounced with every movement. Her slender little toes