After exchanging the captives for medals, Jiang Han once again had two glittering witch medals. Barring any surprises, these two medals would also be spent at Cat Lamp Camp.
Since Lilia and Lester were both busy with their own affairs—and needed to outfit the exploration vehicle with more professional mining drills and mechanical claws—they would definitely be staying at the Transfer Station for the day.
"The hastily made vehicle still has plenty of problems, and the giant cat lamps need to trade food at a nearby giant cat lamp gathering too. They have a whole complete social structure." Jiang Han's ears twitched as she jumped down from the exploration vehicle and watched Lilia negotiating business with a bronze dragon witch.
Bronze dragon witches bore the title of [the most gossip-loving kind of witch in the world]. Supposedly, they could already chat with other eggs while still inside their own shells!
But Ghost Ship witches were no slouches either. Legend had it that they were witches who drifted near Earth, often floating about for years at a time! They had accumulated enormous conversational power and countless strange stories, making them one of the few kinds of witches capable of chatting with bronze dragon witches for fifty or sixty hours straight...
Seeing that their negotiations would probably take a while, Jiang Han was getting a little hungry too. She simply decided to head to a local tavern for a delicious meal, relax properly, and replenish her food element.
There were many witches in this Transfer Station—frighteningly densely packed. Large numbers of mutually disgusted witches squeezed and shoved in front of popular shops. Most witches had some catlike traits in their personalities. Jiang Han, carrying a bit of that same disdain, carefully walked through the less crowded areas while touring the entire Transfer