Wings

"Wings... Wings?"

A simple word containing a miraculous power, forceful yet concise, making the four Witches approve of this name almost simultaneously.

Chu Yujun took out a notebook and wrote the name down:

"Then the name of our society shall be Wings. Raise your left hand if you have no objections; do not raise it if you do."

Jiang Han and the other three Witches raised their left hands.

Half a second later, Chu Yujun stood up, bowed slightly to them, and made a note in her notebook:

"Passed. I suggest that from now on, we use a voting system to decide whether our proposals are approved. Raise your left hand to agree, do not raise it to disagree."

Again, everyone raised their hands, meaning the first two votes for Wings had passed unanimously.

Chu Yujun nodded, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly as she said with a faint smile:

"Ladies, this is a very small step, yet also a very great one. We have stepped out, which also means we have united. Now, let us decide whether to adopt the Secrecy System?"

"What is the Secrecy System?" Jiang Han raised her hand and asked.

"The specific information of society members remains confidential. Unless the member discloses it themselves, the keeper of secrets cannot inform others. For example..." Chu Yujun tapped the table rhythmically, "specific information regarding magic power. Since applying for a society requires the identity cards of the founding members, and some Witches really dislike having their specific information known, the society president will act as the sole keeper of secrets to avoid information leaks."

A tight, yet not overly restrictive system... Jiang Han nodded.

"Raise your left hand to pass the Secrecy System, do not raise it to disagree."

Swish—Jiang Han, Chen Ligu, Du Ningzhuang, and even Chu Yujun herself instantly raised their left hands. Then, Tang Wen glanced at them in confusion before also suspiciously raising her left hand.

Chu Yujun nodded and spoke:

"Passed. Please place your identity cards face up on the table. I will use a spell to print copies."

Identity cards can only be updated or collected after a medical report is filed.

Jiang Han's was processed during her medical exam. It contained a 40x25 ID photo, her name, magic power level, blood type, clan location, and other information. It did not include her date of birth, as that involved many powerful magical curses and was never recorded; many Witches even had their elders use magic to conceal their birth dates.

The other Witches took out their documents and placed them on the table.

Chu Yujun took out her wand, tapped each document lightly, drew a triangle in the air, and then tapped her notebook.

"Done." She said, picking up the notebook to take a look, "Copies like these should be usable..."

While Tang Wen wasn't paying attention, she quickly exchanged glances with Jiang Han, Chen Ligu, and Du Ningzhuang.

That look was the kind that said, 'we're all pretty much the same.' Jiang Han felt a bit guilty as she glanced at Tang Wen, thinking that if this girl found out the truth later, she might be scared half to death.

"The next item to vote on is funding."

Chu Yujun must have come from a high-status background, as she was very familiar with society affairs and proceeded with the voting in an orderly manner:

"I will contribute 2,000 yuan as the society's startup fee, and each of the other members will contribute 100 yuan after one month as society funds. Raise your left hand to agree, do not raise it to disagree."

The society fees were not high, which was to be expected.

They were only researching and developing a spell, not conducting large-scale experiments or the like.

It passed unanimously as well. After noting it down, Chu Yujun asked:

"Funding is settled. Now, regarding the arrangement of funds... Miss Chen Ligu?"

Chen Ligu also got into the zone, pulling out a small notebook to jot things down:

"First is Miss Du Ningzhuang's research; this is the top priority. The development prospects for convenient portal technology are wonderful and very important to us. A convenient transit station means saving a massive amount of travel time, which can provide us with the most basic time for gatherings..."

She smiled and added humorously:

"After all, we are all working. If we factor in travel time, we might only be able to go out and relax together once a month. We'd really turn into a fishing club or something."

Cough, cough... A society where all five people are working. It already sounded like it had no future... Jiang Han felt that if it weren't called Wings, this society could also be called the 'Witch High School Student Working Society'.

But at the end of the day, this society was just meant to find some joy in life amidst their busy schedules.

Chen Ligu asked Du Ningzhuang:

"Miss Du Ningzhuang, could you talk about the progress of your research? How far are we from practical application?"

"The theory is feasible. I've made an explosion model. If I have enough funds to purchase Red-Claw Pillarless Orchid, I should be able to get results very quickly." The Red-Claw Pillarless Orchid that Du Ningzhuang mentioned was a plant prone to small-scale explosions. It was extremely powerful; although the blast radius was small, the intensity was high, and it was often used for precision demolition.

Jiang Han asked curiously:

"Can you use this stuff to blow up the River of Time?"

Du Ningzhuang replied:

"Blowing it up is easy. What's not easy is the diversion after the explosion..."

This delicate Witch pouted, pondered for a moment, and explained simply:

"The water of the River of Time is harmless because it is just 'water'. From a physical standpoint, it is ordinary 'water'. Even if you followed the source and jumped into the River of Time for a bath, it would be harmless."

"However, it is prone to deterioration and prone to mutation... I mean, its properties change. After the River of Time is detonated, we need to create a diversion model composed entirely of magic. Given that this model is invisible, and even 'only exists' in a conceptual sense, it causes the real River of Time water to leak, resulting in the time-destruction phenomena we are familiar with."

"Desertification, corruption, decay, and space being severed and carved out."

"Generally speaking, the diversion of the River of Time is meant to create an incredible source of magic. But our goal is its destructive effect, which is to sever space. We have to approach the diversion with the mindset of 'the diversion will fail' in order to carve out the space we want."

...This is way too suicidal, right? Jiang Han pretended to be indifferent, but in reality, she was almost scared to death.

It was one thing to blow it up, but to intentionally leak it just to create a specific effect...

Yet, beyond the initial shock, she felt a witch's instinctive curiosity:

What kind of effect would blowing up the River of Time and intentionally leaking its water actually produce?

The other witches were also very interested in this, as it might be an 'essence' shared by both Eastern and Western witches: an infinite love for courting disaster.

The final result of their discussion was that Jiang Han would use her family connections to help Du Ningzhuang find a Folded Space suitable for such a stunt, Tang Wen would be responsible for persuading the manager of that Folded Space, and Chen Ligu and Chu Yujun would find a way to secure sponsorship of at least ten thousand.

After excitedly discussing the specific details, everyone set the time for the gathering:

After work on Sunday.

Jiang Han felt sleepiness washing over her and said with a yawn:

"Shall we call it a day then?"

"As you wish." Du Ningzhuang added, making Jiang Han feel that this witch who rarely smiled was actually quite repressed on the inside.

After saying goodbye to the witches, Jiang Han walked out of the Witch House, heavy with sleep. Her jet lag had finally adjusted recently; she was now a qualified witch who slept in the morning and woke up in the afternoon!

Jiang Han struggled to keep her eyes open as she walked toward the management office through a marketplace that was just as lively as it was at night.

At that moment, a familiar voice called out to her from behind:

"Miss Jiang Han?"

Jiang Han turned to look at the person who had called her name; it was Miss Cen Jing, her former substitute teacher.

She wasn't wearing a witch's robe, but casual clothes: a two-foot-sleeved hakama skirt and leather boots.

Since in this timeline, the domestic forces had absolutely crushed the island nation, it was common for witches in China to adopt island-style attire during this period.

"What a coincidence." The incredibly beautiful witch flashed a gentle smile and took two steps closer.

Jiang Han, however, let out a yawn, then covered her mouth and said apologetically: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm just so sleepy..."

"It's quite alright, it really is the perfect time for sleep." The witch said: "Let me buy you a cup of coffee."

"...Mm, thank you."