Eileen's nest.
That enormous golden nest was as full as ever of lava's glow and warm lamplight. Along an avenue blanketed in golden leaves, Jiang Han and Angelite walked side by side. Because they had achieved excellent results in the Eileen Impersonation Contest and subsequently promoted it in advertisements, they were entitled to Eileen's reward.
Jiang Han swept her gaze over the surrounding vegetation with great interest.
She had never seen flowers and plants grow in such a peculiar way. They were lantern flowers—very old-fashioned ones, shaped like handheld lanterns. Perhaps they ought to have been called handheld-lantern flowers. Their blossoms constantly secreted a liquid resembling molten gold, which dripped onto the vegetation below and slowly melted it, turning it the mingled hues of gold and lava. In the end, it gave off a wonderfully pleasant scent, faintly warm.
"What are these plants?"
"Golden Handheld Lanterns. Their scientific name is White Deer Hill, a multilobed plant whose secreted blossoms form a Golden Handheld Lantern Forest." Angelite was in an excellent mood, her expression utterly relaxed. "They're classified as plants rarer even than four-leaf clovers. Because these plants truly produce Witch Gold. Look at that liquid—once filtered, it yields high-purity Witch Gold..."
"Whoa!"
Jiang Han covered her mouth and looked at the flowers lining the entire avenue. "You mean?"
"Even if Eileen stayed here every day, Witch Gold—the tiniest portion of her assets—would continue to be produced. It's then transported to various factories to manufacture precision goods. Witch Gold is valuable, but the high-end items created with it are even more valuable. I imagine you've seen Eileen's endless workshops before? The amount of Witch Gold consumed there every day is astonishing."
Following this extravagantly lavish passage—though it was dressed up as a fresh, natural little grove of golden leaves—they arrived at