Chapter 701: 0 Years Evolution

"So this pigeon is so powerful!" Amy exclaimed.

"Cuckoo!"

"Is there?" Lightning expressed dissatisfaction, "She just took advantage of her age. When I become an adult, I will definitely evolve super powerful new abilities!"

"Then... can you tell me what Miss Maggie's new ability is?"

"It has become a flying monster. Although it looks very ferocious, it flies up to cover the sky, but it is not cute at all."

"Woooo—" Maggie's high head drooped.

"A giant flying beast... I really want to see it."

"Me too."

The witches chattered around the two of them, only No. 76 was burning with anxiety—these idiots were all laymen, and they couldn't ask the key points at all. Who cares whether a high-level witch is cute or mighty? Shouldn't the focus be on the relationship between ability evolution and magic cyclone, and how to become a high-level witch? For the first time, she felt that it was so difficult to maintain a smile, and she had the illusion that the corners of her mouth were about to twitch.

Seeing that the topic was getting more and more off topic, she had no choice but to speak up, "But Miss Maggie looks no different from an ordinary pigeon now... How can I tell that her abilities have evolved?"

This question may have a slight chance of increasing her chances of revealing her identity, but No. 76 can no longer take care of that much.

There is still a little luck in her heart. Maybe they clearly distinguish the difference between the awakening day and the solidification of adulthood, but they may still regard some branch abilities as high-level awakenings—after all, there may be multiple branch abilities in some lucky people.

"From the magic power," Wendy answered her, "if the magic power of an ordinary witch is like a whirlwind or mist, it will condense into a new shape after evolution. For example, Maggie's current magic power is a stretched The white wings are quite different from the blurred mist before."

The magic cohesion reconstruction is exactly the same as the definition of the federation.

The last suspicion was also shattered. If the other party did not lie, then Maggie was indeed a high-ranking witch.

Although No. 76 didn't have the means to directly observe magic power, since Wendy was able to speak so eloquently, she obviously had a more comprehensive understanding of evolution.

"So that's how it is," she suppressed her turbulent emotions, showing a look of sudden realization, "Is your ability... the same?"

"I haven't gathered magic power," Wendy replied frankly. "Compared to Anna and the others, I still have a lot to learn."

So a "prime witch" became the manager of the entire alliance, and also got into a mess with high-level promotions? Seeing the intimate and easy-to-understand expression of the pigeons, No. 76 suddenly felt that she had indeed been asleep for too long, and this world was very different from the Taquila she was familiar with.

The Wolfheart Witch didn't feel the complicated emotions in her heart at all. Except for Annie, the three of them teased Maggie with each other, laughing and laughing all the way.

While climbing up the mountain path, No. 76 deliberately fell behind.

She stretched out the finger wearing the five-color magic stone ring to her eye sockets, pretending to rub her eyes, but actually squinted at Lightning and Maggie through the clear magic stone.

Since both of them were in the stage of displaying their abilities, two eye-catching orange lights suddenly appeared in her field of vision.

The beam of light above Lightning's head is close to that of Annie and the others, about the thickness of a finger, while Maggie's is thicker, almost equal to an arm, which is also in line with the theory that the keys of high-ranking witches are more complicated.

It's just that it's much smaller than the beam of light from the infiltrator last night, not to mention the giant beam of light in the castle area like a gable.

They are not chosen.

With mixed emotions, No. 76 wrote down the names of the two.

...

After entering the mine on the north slope, the noise became louder and louder. The witches were surprised to see that there was still a lot of noise around the mine—scattered snowflakes and cold wind did not stop them from their work. See the busy figure.

And different from what was expected before, they were definitely not dressed in ragged clothes, but thick leather coats, with cloth belts of different colors wrapped around their heads, as if to distinguish the content of their work in this way. Near the entrance of the mine, the ground is covered with many iron bars of equal width, and four-wheeled carts pass on the iron bars. There are no people pushing or pulling, and there are no horses or donkeys.

Bright banners are hung along the tracks, with large slogans embroidered on them - labor is the most glorious, winning the future with both hands, ten years of work, one hundred years of housing, etc... The crimson banners, the white snow and the black railroad tracks, It constitutes the three main primary colors in the mining area.

"Before His Majesty Roland was the lord of Border Town, the ore produced here could only be exchanged for hundreds of golden dragons every quarter. In winter, it was impossible to produce in order to deal with the demon moon. The salaries of the locals could not even support themselves. "Wendy stopped, turned around and said slowly, "After your Majesty arrived in the Western Region, he rescued a witch named Anna, which opened a new door for witches and ordinary people to cooperate with each other."

"Have you seen those black steel machines? They were made by Anna alone. They can replace human power to tow mine carts, remove stagnant water, and can be operated by anyone without magic power. It is because of these devices that the mine The output has increased by more than ten times, and people's salaries can not only fill their stomachs, but also buy new clothes or housing. It is this kind of visible benefit that makes the townspeople gradually accept the existence of witches."

"The question you asked before, what is the job of a witch, this is the answer - to create a better life." Wendy stroked the red hair on her forehead, her tone was full of pride, "If you are willing to join the Witch Union , work together to build this city and this homeland, and the people will remember your name firmly in the future.”

It can be seen that even Anne, who has always been calm, was moved. She gently opened and closed her hands holding the wheelchair, expressing the emotions in her heart. Others were even a little crazy after hearing "The Witch's Homeland"... For these refugees, there is nothing more exciting than a warm place to live.

Only No. 76 was full of doubts. The key to the change Wendy described was not in the witches, but in those black machines. How does a local commoner, the kind who is at the bottom even among mortals, know how to make them? Awakening can only bring about the improvement of abilities and physical fitness, but it will not give her knowledge that she has never seen before.

What happened during this period?

And the other party's next sentence made No. 76's heart skip a beat.

"Now that we've arrived at North Slope Mountain, let's stop by and meet Miss Anna," Wendy said with a soft smile, "You must know that she is not only the busiest witch in the alliance, but also the only genius who has evolved twice. "