The donation site was a comfortable servant army academy, a place where certain high-end servant soldiers could attend school.
Here, they could learn all the basic knowledge needed to survive in the Witch World.
It was somewhat like a witch academy. This subtle resemblance was also the root cause of witches being discriminated against by some Western witches.
The moment Jiang Han walked in, she saw tiny mole girls drilling. By human standards, they had adorably round little faces, as well as sleek tails that looked less like moles' and more like minks'.
Their outfits were simple miner-girl uniforms: earthy yellow with little skirts.
Sturdy, durable tight-legged trousers, waterproof and slip-resistant boots for handling any terrain, and mountaineering packs slung across their backs.
It was said that although mole girls were tiny, they possessed more than twenty times the strength of dwarf witches their own size. They could do a hundred pull-ups without even panting much.
After becoming the witches' servant soldiers, these little animalfolk still retained a lively and healthy mindset. The witches valued this and focused on cultivating their treasure-hunting and mining abilities, hoping to turn them into the next witch species—if all went well...
The donation site was right by the academy entrance, with a notice stating [Community Donations]. Non-community residents were not permitted to raise funds or collect donations here.
"Comrade Tang Wen, you're here?" The witches at the donation point had all grown familiar with Tang Wen. When they looked up, their brows and eyes immediately bloomed with delight and happiness.
Tang Wen had to be quite popular around here.
Jiang Han thought: Even the other witches in the office beamed at Tang Wen. But considering that Tang Bao had a clean background, was cute and pretty, and possessed a certain social standing, she was