Merman Trap

Jiang Han leaned on her cane, studying the mine tunnel swallowed by yellow sand.

It was a small crystal sugar mine. Its output was not high, but it was more than enough to support several ghost witches and make a modest fortune... During the Era of Witches' Chaos, there was no need to pay taxes to the Witch Agency. This was also how the Witch Agency encouraged witches to participate in this event, which was recreated once every three years... Jiang Han put on just the right look of delighted surprise.

Looking into the mirror, she saw a foolishly excited grin on her face that seemed to say, "We're going to be rich!" It amused her, and as she laughed, she genuinely began to laugh aloud.

Covering her mouth with one small hand, Jiang Han did not forget the matter at hand. She tentatively summoned a floating lamp and tossed it inside, then said in Abyssal to the few remaining lesser demons:

"Set up camp, install the lighting equipment, and get the machine-gun towers in place..."

At the end, she hesitantly added:

"Each lesser demon gets an extra half soul coin, plus two Wirtus-brand magic sausages."

Only then did the scattered lesser demons, who had long been thinking of raising white flags, recover a tiny sliver of morale. They let out a barely audible, listless cheer and began setting up camp as ordered. However, unlike the witches' arrangements, they set up the machine-gun towers first... because with machine-gun towers, lesser demons would not suddenly die in an ambush...

Jiang Han merely glared at them and said nothing. Beside the mine tunnel, she opened a portable boxed room she had traded from the Cat Lamps. Inside were Victorian furnishings, along with a desk, several bookshelves, and a fireplace.

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