"Magic power is universal—and crude. Of course it can repair the material damage caused during transport, but that doesn't meet our witches' standards. In other words, the energy consumption is too high. Using ordinary brass to make magic conduits, transporting one unit... Don't look at me like that. Let's assume we use the universal measurement of 'unit.' For every one unit of magic power transported within five kilometers, nearly 0.90 units of magic power will be lost along the way. The wastage is severe."
Xiya undid the soundproof barrier, then used a book and those minerals to make a simple model of a magic-power transmission circuit. "Deficit is only temporary; loss is eternal and enduring. Therefore, by using magical minerals, we can suppress the loss, even achieve lossless transmission, and thereby connect witches across the entire world. And as for refining magical ore... you probably know where Witch Gold comes from?"
Jiang Han shook her head from side to side, then leaned close and pressed her mouth to Xiya's cat ear, whispering stealthily, "Right in our territory, inside the Giant Cat Furnace Factory, they refine huge amounts of Witch Gold for Eileen every day."
Xiya's eyes widened as she asked softly, "Is there any way to fire-loss some of it?"
"Cat can't do it. Cat doesn't dare," Jiang Han answered, her feelings complicated.
The first half was a little false. The second half was fucking true.
"What a pity... what a pity..."
"That's... that's so much gold..."
"..."
Xiya muttered to herself, but kept her voice exceedingly low, with no intention of letting any news leak out.
Genuine heartache showed on her face, yet she was also genuinely lamenting that she herself could not get a hand in on it. It did not quite match the moral standards she had