After purchasing their daily necessities, Jiang Han and Jiang Luanxin, satisfied with the merchant's coupons and complimentary snacks, took a Dragon Bus to Gaia's entrance.
Though they could have taken a Griffin Carriage, Jiang Luanxin was frugal by nature and reluctant to do so, and Jiang Han did not press the matter.
Gaia Space had recently officially opened a large batch of slots, so a small community had been built at the entrance to manage and monitor those entering and leaving. A teleportation station had also been constructed to make it easier for witches to travel to their respective bases.
Because teleportation stations were expensive, teleportation points had only been established on transfer islands near several powerful witches. Jiang Han was in no hurry, though—there was a transfer island near her home. After all, the surrounding islands all belonged to top-tier witches, so that stretch of aerial sea naturally had a teleportation point.
However, Jiang Han and the others had also felt the benefits of their patent. Every teleportation point set up had to pay Wing Society a post-tax patent fee of 110,000 yuan. That was pure, unadulterated technological profiteering. Miss Chu Yujun had already put that shared fund into operation, making a long-term insurance investment for them.
Witch associations with Eastern characteristics were known for offering a great many insurance investment options. For technically inclined witches who were not good at investing, they were a reliable way to make steady profits without losses.
Jiang Han stepped forward first and struck up a conversation with the Folded Space Administration guard lady she had recently become acquainted with.
"Good evening, Comrade Yue Xueqin. Doesn't look like there's much foot traffic today."
The guard lady nodded at her reservedly and said with a smile, "Comrade Han, most people are already inside. Some