Holding her gun at the ready and spraying bullets, Jiang Han was faster at it than an R6 operator gunning down hostages. Partly, it was the advantage brought by a giant cat's physical prowess; partly, she simply did not worry about her remaining ammunition. Along the way, they had gathered two supply pods, enough to put together a haul that even giant cats could feast on... meow-ow! Enough ammunition for even giant cats to wildly fire their guns, in any case. Even without using their tails, they could stuff an entire hiking backpack full of magazines.
Every time she emptied a magazine, she tossed it aside. After hitting the ground, the magazine transformed into metallic-sheened flowers, grass, and wood.
There was no need to worry about waste.
The magazines for witch rifles were made of so-called [metalwood], grown from trees through Druid catalysis. They were light, held plenty of rounds, and somehow the witches of the Druid domain had found a way to let the plants subtly adjust the magazines' colors to match their weapons. The pink kitty gun's magazines were pink kitty magazines too.
Giant cats and Druids generally got along quite well. Even when Druids explained how to build industrialized industries—witch Druids were just like that, industrial fanatics—and the giant cat lamps dozed off in a daze, the Druids would not get angry. To them, giant cat lamps, born with the ability to communicate with ley lines, were the most suitable [staves], or perhaps amplifiers.
Yet over all these years, not many Druids had managed to form contracts with giant cat lamps.
For quite a long period in the past, [shared giant cats] were a common sight.
But things had improved greatly after Jiang Han appeared.
At the very least, everyone now knew where they had a good