On August 24th, Jiang Han had only spent two days playing the real-life version of Princess Maker. Compared to the PC version, the difference was that Miss Liang Cuoyu, playing the "daughter," was actually taller than her, the "father."
At 3:25 in the afternoon, on Witch Market's Pet Street, Jiang Han held the handouts her teacher had given out that morning, reciting them while trying to understand their meaning.
Witches possessed an extremely high level of basic culture and even intermediate scientific education, but once things rose to the level of lectures and speeches, they became profoundly abstruse. That was because nearly every witch had her own unique method of encryption. This created a certain degree of difficulty when witches exchanged advanced knowledge, and made teaching all the harder for instructors.
"Li-style Empowered Casting... I remember, I think... I think the Lis liked using black cats to represent the letter C! That sounds right, doesn't it?"
The handouts Jiang Han held were covered in cats and inexplicable symbols. Some had been deliberately written down by witches, while others were simply the habitual doodles and scribbles of witches. The content in the handouts was only an approximate version after decryption. Since Dream Garden had not fully deciphered it either, Jiang Han still had to work through it herself.
If she could not crack the encryption, she could only borrow a few of its ideas.
Feeling a little too exposed to the sun, she lightly patted the cushion beneath her—
She was sitting in Ice Bear's paw, letting her carry her around Pet Street. Jiang Han cast pitying looks at several witches being dragged along by their own pets, and a sense of superiority rose in her heart: Your pets can't be ridden!
The longer the Soviet comrades stayed and the more