Chariot: “So that’s why you wanted the thrusters. I’ll send the ten modified ones over in a bit.”
The Star: “What do you think? Not bad, right? I knew this set would suit a witch perfectly. Tsk tsk, even got the broom in there.”
Chariot: “Why did you have an outfit like that ready? Was this premeditated?”
The Star: “Spot on. It definitely was.”
High Priestess: “Huh?”
The Star: “My hobby used to be making cosplay costumes. After I heard the world consciousness announcement that someone got the ‘Witch’ title, the design for this outfit popped into my head, and I made it.”
The Star: “I just didn't expect to actually meet the Witch of the Tower here.”
Magician: “So that’s how it is. No wonder.”
Everyone nodded silently at Ruan Qingyi’s explanation.
It wasn't rare for a former hobby to become a current profession; even Magician was the same.
The Star: “This outfit isn't just aesthetically pleasing; it also has a cleansing enchantment and a constant temperature enchantment. No matter how cold or hot it gets, you won't feel any discomfort. It sells very well in our district.”
High Priestess: “Tsk tsk, I’m so jealous. Please make a set for me, too. That way I won't have to worry about the cold when I go out. No, wait, two sets—one for going out and one for pajamas.”
The Emperor: “Me too, me too!”
Empress: “I want two sets as well. Working in the fields every day makes it easy to get dirty. A built-in cleansing function is practically made for me.”
The Tower: “Um, I wanted to ask... why does this outfit fit so perfectly? I don't think I ever gave you my measurements.”
While everyone was marveling at the novelty, Lan Qingyou chimed in.
The Star: “Of course it fits. I made it according to your three sizes. It’s a natural ability from my talent.”
The Star: “I don't know how it is for you guys, but for me, when I open someone’s profile, I can see their three sizes. As a tailor, it’s only reasonable for me to see your measurements, right?”
The Star: “And for a tailor, it really is the perfect talent. Super convenient. At least I like it, hee hee.”
High Priestess: “Hey!”
Empress: “Not ‘hee hee’!”
The Emperor: “Wait a minute!”
Wheel of Fortune: “Star, private message.”
High Priestess: “Right, right, right. Private message.”
Upon hearing that their measurements were exposed, the women in the villa all jumped out one by one.
This was only because they were chatting online.
If they were face-to-face, Lan Qingyou worried Ruan Qingyi might be grabbed by the collar and told not to leave after school.
Lan Qingyou wasn't sure what happened after that.
But she didn't care much.
It was normal for a tailor to know one's measurements.
Her attention was now entirely focused on her new clothes.
The reason she paid so much attention to the outfit was to figure out the details on it.
She certainly didn't know how to enchant things herself, and she didn't even have books to learn from.
But there were too many things worth studying on this outfit.
Take the ‘cross-arrangement theory’ she had proposed earlier; traces of it could be found all over the coat and the pointed hat to support it.
For example, on the collar and sleeves of the coat, and the brim of the hat.
To ensure integrity and functionality, those magic patterns had been handled very well.
This was something very much worth learning and referencing.
Furthermore, for the sake of fashion, these magic patterns were on the inside. Unless one looked closely, they would just be ignored as decorative patterns.
Wait!
Since the clothes were like this, couldn't this piece of cloth work too?
Looking at the waterproof and heat-retaining fabric in her hand, Lan Qingyou suddenly thought: could she use this cloth to make a tent?
After all, when talking about camping, the first thing that came to mind was a camping tent, right?
Thinking of this, Lan Qingyou looked at the Magic Pattern Cloth in her hand again.
This time, she looked very closely.
The magic symbols on the Magic Pattern Cloth were all very basic styles, as were the connections.
Ruan Qingyi must have done this specifically for mass production or to make it easier for her to enchant; it was simply highly versatile.
Whether enchanting it further or doing something else, the overall structure of the magic symbols on this cloth wouldn't be destroyed.
From a single piece of cloth, Lan Qingyou could see what the person who made it had considered.
But as Lan Qingyou thought deeper, she dismissed the idea.
Because while Magic Pattern Cloth was good, its defense was too poor; it probably couldn't withstand the impact of a monster, right?
Of course, if she could combine the magic she had researched with alchemy to create a more refined hybrid protective shield on this cloth, it would be a good choice.
After all, stone and iron shelters always felt a bit lacking in the wild—they had no soul.
After some thought, Lan Qingyou decided to try making it first.
Having stayed in the shelter for too long, she needed to go out and move around more for the sake of her physical and mental health.
So, Lan Qingyou took out a piece of Thorium ore about the size of a thumb joint.
This was a ‘scrap’ piece of Thorium she had asked Shang Chuan to collect for her.
Compared to fist-sized ores, a volume this small might actually be meltable.
Of course, this was just her personal thought; she hadn't put it into practice yet.
If she could melt it, she would surely obtain a high-grade magic material, right?
“Squeak, squeak—”
Just then, Steel Wool flew back.
Lan Qingyou looked up and found that the little fellow was carrying a two-finger-wide juvenile magic rat in its mouth, which was still struggling blindly.
“What, are you planning to have that as a midnight snack?”
Lan Qingyou glanced at it and then lowered her head to continue staring at the Thorium ore in her hand.
As an alchemist, she had long since become immune to these snakes, insects, and rats; she wouldn't panic and hide upon seeing them.
“Oh, right, there are still some Night Swallow corpses on the second-floor balcony to deal with.”
Thinking of the magic rat reminded Lan Qingyou. She tapped her forehead, finally remembering the Night Swallows that had charged at her shelter on the night the mana tide arrived.
So, she went to the second floor and gathered the rock-hard, frozen Night Swallows from the terrace.
While melting the ice, she also took a photo of a complete one and uploaded it to the Monster Encyclopedia, replacing the previous photo of a Night Swallow that was missing a wing and nearly half its body.
Then, she took her Moonstone Dagger and began processing the Night Swallow corpses.
To be honest, in the two months since Lan Qingyou had crossed over, she had only personally handled ‘materials’ twice.
Once with the wolf and the flowers, and once with the volcanic worm.
Inevitably, being out of practice, this batch of Night Swallow corpses was handled a bit... well, they were in pieces.
This was also why Lan Qingyou wanted to go out.
Their ecology, their attacks, their body structure—these were all helpful for her to truly understand a monster.
This was exactly why Albert’s journal said, ‘An alchemist cannot always stay indoors.’
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