The Queen of Scrolls never admits defeat

Chapter 276 Thunder Night
"The Purple Night Grassland is mentioned a little in the teaching videos of the Mainland Travel Guide, and it is explained more clearly in the 'Valen Mainland Travel Guide'. I also saw some of it when I looked at the picture book 'Valen Travel Treasure Trove' before."

The witches always did this, glossing over beautiful, livable, peaceful, and safe places.

The description of how dangerous the Purple Night Grassland is is incredibly detailed, as if afraid we might put ourselves in danger.

When I saw it, I couldn't help but wonder if there was any way to safely spend the night in a place like the Purple Night Grassland.

Based on my past life experience, I think hiding underground and using wire mesh as ventilation openings should be feasible.

I haven't been able to test it in person, but I've studied the reactions between lightning and water, metal, and earth elements, and confirmed that lightning produces the same effect as on Earth when it comes into contact with water, metal, and the earth.

That's why I was able to react so quickly just now.

I'm quite happy it went well. From now on, when we witches write about the Purple Night Plains, it won't be described as a hellish place where you have to leave before nightfall!

Moran said with some excitement.

"You came up with this evasion method yourself, Moran?" Sylph asked in surprise.

Vasita withdrew her head, rested her chin on her hand, and said thoughtfully, "Then... the deans must be very disappointed!"

Beneath the academy castle, Ms. Amisha, numbers 68, 69, and 70, had been on high alert, ready to rescue the three women since they entered the meadow that afternoon: "..."

Who would understand! The grassy areas were originally set up to warn the little witches to memorize the dangerous places in the "Valen Continent Travel Guide" and not to take chances!

Some dangerous places may appear calm and peaceful, but that's just because they haven't revealed their true, sinister nature.

It was a trap from the start, and countless little witches from previous years have stumbled here, but now they've managed to break free.

"Moran, even we avoid the darkness of the Purple Night Grassland. How did we manage to escape the wild beasts we encountered along the way?" Sylph asked, puzzled.

"It was my oversight," Moran sighed.

"There are also many wild beasts on the Purple Night Grassland, but they have all been tempered by the night of thunder and lightning and have evolved skin that can resist lightning."

They look the same as their counterparts outside the grasslands, but their skin properties are already different, because most of them are covered by feathers or fur, making it difficult to detect the difference with the naked eye.

However, if you shave off their feathers and fur, you'll find that their skin is slightly reddish. This is the effect of their ancestors' blood potential being unleashed after repeated electric shocks, accelerating their evolution.

The sheep we hunted had slightly reddish skin, but I didn't think about it at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have been caught off guard.

"Then the hides of those sheep we just killed, wouldn't they be able to ward off lightning?" Vasita said with some regret that they hadn't kept the sheepskins.

Moran shook his head: "If the skins of these wild beasts could protect us from the lightning at night, then the Purple Night Grassland wouldn't be the dangerous place that the witch elders repeatedly emphasized we should stay away from."

The flowing blood and outer skin are what provide the protection against lightning. Once the sheep dies, the skin dies too, and it becomes no different from ordinary sheepskin.

With no materials wasted, Vasita felt a little better, but the thought of the roasted lamb still soaked in the rain and struck by lightning on the hillside made her heart ache again.
"Anything that's above ground gets struck by lightning. I wonder if our roasted lambs will be charred to death by tomorrow morning!"

She hasn't even finished her dinner yet!
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became: "I don't care, even if I'm chopped into charcoal, I'll still pick them up and feed them to the Devouring Stomach! I can't let them go to waste!"

Devouring Stomach: "???" Upon hearing this, Sylph seemed to remember something and began rummaging in her bag. After a while, she pulled out a paper package and patted Vasita on the back: "Vasita, look what this is?"

"Bread and fruit cake?" Vasita said, "Sylph, don't worry, I ate a lot before I left at noon, so it won't matter if I eat less at night. Save the bread and fruit cake for later in case of emergency!"

“No!” Sylph looked at her hand. “I took the wrong one.”

He continued searching: "I've got it!"

Moran and Vasida both looked over curiously.

It was a piece of oiled paper that had been wrapped up haphazardly, inside which were several fist-sized pieces of meat, with bodies and legs.

"The leftover roast lamb?"

"Sylph, when did you put them away?"

Moran and Vasita were overjoyed.

"I don't know how to turn the earth, so I can't help you dig burrows. I thought everyone hadn't eaten much yet, so I put the roast lamb away." Sylph said shyly, her head lowered. "It's a pity it's cold now and not tasty anymore."

"It's alright!" Moran said, "Let's dig some more soil to widen the space in the cave. Then I'll open a bigger ventilation opening and use wind magic to help with ventilation so we can continue roasting lamb!"
However, the excavated soil can't be easily disposed of outside; it'll be a bit of a hassle for your devouring stomach, Vasita.

"It's not hard work at all! It's great to be able to eat hot roasted mutton!" Vasita said happily. "Besides, most of these sheep were originally prepared for me. I ate most of them to satisfy my stomach, so it's only right that they put in some effort. It's not like they've never eaten dirt before!"

Devouring Stomach: "..."

Sylph lowered her head, regretting once again that she hadn't hurryed up and learned all the earth magic.

Moran saw Sylph, whose head was almost buried in her thighs, and nudged her arm:
"Sylph, can you encourage some vines or other plants to grow on the excavated cave walls so that they can hold the walls in place and prevent them from collapsing?"
It only needs to last one night.

Sylph's head snapped up, the disappointment in her eyes vanishing instantly.

"I can do it! I guarantee I'll complete the mission! I brought a lot of plant seeds that can be rapidly induced to grow, including many with well-developed root systems. They'll definitely be able to hold up the cave walls. My induced growth technique is also close to intermediate level. Not to mention maintaining it for one night, two or three days won't be a problem!"

"Then I'll leave it to you!" Moran said with a smile, "Let's switch places, you can start planting from this side of the hole."

"it is good!"

They carefully moved their bodies, and Moran moved next to Vasita, digging deeper together.

Vasita leaned close to Moran's ear and whispered, "Aren't you afraid that Sylph will learn earth magic and then get angry when she finds out you did it on purpose?"

Using fossilization techniques to transform earthen walls into stone walls is clearly more convenient and more durable.

Fossilization is also an earth-based magic, which both Moran and Vasida possess.

“Sylph wouldn’t!” Moran said confidently. “She will only study magic even harder!”