Jiang Han followed Xu Fangying into the subway tracks, which had already been completely transformed into a paradise for the Ratfolk.
Small storerooms for supplies had replaced one maintenance shaft after another.
Abandoned subway cars had been converted into rows of comfortable dormitories.
Only the "Beware of Plague" notice still displayed on the original train schedule was a touch ironic.
But this paradise would soon be moved away.
...Jiang Han thought: As long as I find a way to make Xu Fangying an incarnation, this rat nest can soon be relocated to Long-Haired Cat Clawmark Island. All we need is a place rich in aquatic produce and resources, with few feral cats, and they can settle down quickly and build a new city.
Further along the tunnel lay the place where the mine carts, transported through Xu Fangying's Rat Queen chamber, unloaded their cargo.
It was a large warehouse, originally meant to store the subway's surveillance systems and dispatch systems.
After being remodeled, it had become a warehouse sealed with a massive lock, allowing entry but no exit.
"I store all the things I don't need here."
Though Xu Fangying's face remained expressionless, Jiang Han could somehow sense her smugness. "Once I acquired the body of an inferior witch, I knew it was only a matter of time before other witches discovered me. So I kept having the Ratfolk collect jewelry, gold, and even artworks that were useless in the Dead Magic Plane, all so I could cash them in after returning to the Witch World."
One thing Jiang Han had to admit was that Xu Fangying was indeed far more qualified as a witch than she was. She could even be called "excellent."
Of course, her lower limit could also be called "witch."
"Normally, I organize it all myself.