Otaku Witch

Chapter 223 198. Moon and Flowers

"Ugh...."

No more than a few minutes had passed since Dorothy had been looking cool, when she immediately fell into a slump again. The moment she stepped out of the portal, she deftly pulled out a trash bag and began to vomit rainbows.

"I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die, why is it so far."

Feeling the headache about to explode in her mind, the homebody witch was so distressed that she became somewhat crazed.

There was no helping it; this teleportation was simply too far. Through the crescent-shaped beacon pulled out by Sidwell earlier, they had directly arrived at the place where the Moon Rabbits now resided, the Moon Ark parked outside the Witch World.

Yes, they had directly come to the world beyond worlds, and the fact that Dorothy didn't faint on the spot was already a sign of significant effort.

This also showed that the exorbitant ingredients she had been consuming every day for the past month hadn't been for naught. Compared to the time when she had fainted all the way from Sea Moon Island to Witch Academy, the homebody witch had indeed grown much stronger.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Miss, are you alright?"

"Big Sister Witch...."

The three flustered Moon Rabbits had never seen such a scene and believed something had gone wrong with the recent teleportation.

However, the three accompanying witches were quite accustomed to it. Senior Mia gently patted Dorothy's back, Audrey unconsciously pulled out a handkerchief, and the most experienced Little Alice had already taken out a toiletry set.

Under the care of her three good sisters, Dorothy finally eased up a bit, but even the witches' formidable adaptability was not enough for her to recover quickly this time. As a result, the homebody witch's complexion was very pale, and her limbs felt incredibly weak. Thankfully, with Senior Mia and Audrey supporting her on either side, she managed not to fall.

For her part, the less than 1.2-meter-tall Little Alice was secretly seething with frustration, cursing her inability despite her willingness to help.

Leaning on Senior Mia's body, with a soft and comfortable touch that even the highest level of pillows couldn't compare with, Dorothy felt soothed. After about ten seconds, she recovered a little bit of strength and reassured the worried March Rabbit with a breath as thin as a thread.

"It's nothing, don't worry, just the old trouble. I'll be fine after some rest."

With her head resting in Senior Mia's arms, the Weak Witch said so.

Only then did she have the chance to look towards the so-called Ark of the Moon in the distance.

Only....

"You call this thing an Ark?"

Looking at the planetary debris driven by countless planetary engines in front of her, Dorothy couldn't help but fall silent.

So you guys are filming 'Wandering Moon', huh?

Recalling a movie she had seen in her previous life, the homebody witch felt an overwhelming urge to rant.

Of course, that said, the Moon Rabbits' strength and technological level were clearly much more advanced than those depicted in that movie.

At the very least, these Moon Rabbits didn't need to live underground. For Moon Rabbits, who were average superhumans, the surface conditions were harsh but still not completely uninhabitable.

Therefore, from her high vantage point on the orbiting outstation outside the world, Dorothy could see at a glance the Moon Rabbit cities, still brightly lit beneath the huge Magical Barriers and the planetary engines, scattered across the dead planet.

And on the wilderness beyond the city, various construction traces sprawled out, with many Moon Rabbits visibly toiling on the construction sites.

"Emmm... you guys look down upon my idleness, yet even without me, aren't you all still busy with dust anyway?"

Looking down at the Moon Rabbits sweating profusely at the construction sites, and then at Miss Moon Rabbit beside her, Dorothy's gaze communicated such a sentiment.

Sidwell: "..."

Miss Moon Rabbit turned her head away, pretending not to understand.

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Hmph, can the matter of post-apocalyptic survival be called trivial? Clearly, it cannot.

Regardless, this so-called Ark of the Moon turned out to be quite a disappointment for Dorothy, given that she had originally envisioned some highly technological Moon Fortress or something of the sort. It ended up just being some world wreckage with an engine slapped on it—this thing is also called an ark?

Moreover, as a professional apprentice in Ark Fortress construction, Dorothy felt this design was an eyesore. She just glanced at it and spotted a whole bunch of planning mistakes.

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Crap, who on earth came up with this genius layout plan? This piece here and that piece there, do you know anything about ecological cycles? Why are the farms, ranches, and fisheries so far apart?

And what's up with this Mana circulation route? You playing Snake here? Could you simplify it a bit, huh? It's the apocalypse; we can't afford to waste precious Mana like this.

Mother of... the energy center is located right next to the missile base. Are you that eager for this apocalypse to be even more brutal?

.....

"Sidwell, go and fire that designer immediately, would you? They're clearly an amateur."

The homebody witch was getting angrier the more she looked at it. Finally, in a fit of rage she forgot to relish the tender embrace of her seniors, she stood up straight and, unable to stand it any longer, said to the Miss Moon Rabbit beside her.

As a professional architect, she wouldn't allow her future family to live on such a poorly planned and eyesore-inducing wreckage.

However, as soon as she finished saying this, she saw Miss Moon Rabbit's body shake.

"Is it really that bad? Isn't it running quite well?"

Sidwell retorted subconsciously.

Dorothy: "...."

Oh, I see, you're the queen; theoretically, you have the final say in how the ark is arranged, so no problem then.

Once the homebody witch realized all these arrangements might have come from the foolish rabbit herself, she suddenly had nothing to say. She even scratched her head and then patted Tutu's head again, speaking in the tone of a kindergarten teacher.

"Mm-hmm, right, right, I know you tried your best, trying is what counts, trying is good."

Sidwell: "....."

This time Miss Moon Rabbit bristled on the spot and shook off the inherently wayward hand on her head.

Damn it, it's been said she became a knight halfway through her life, fighting and brawling is her forte, but she really doesn't understand these management plans at all.

She was completely going by the Prophecy notebook left by her mother and learning as she went; basically, if there's a shortage, build it; if something's not working, fix it. As for any sort of linked planning, that was beyond her knowledge.

Hmph, you're the master, aren't you? Great and powerful, right? Fine, go ahead and handle it yourself from now on; I'm done with it.

That's what Miss Moon Rabbit thought.

However, when she raised her head, intending to pass the buck to this worthless master, she found that all four witches had turned their backs to her, looking toward Witch World.

"So Witch World looks like this from the outside? It's truly beautiful."

The phantom of the world reflected in Dorothy's pupils.

It was a flower of seductive beauty blossoming in the void, too grand to describe with words.

Countless worlds were pieced together beneath its roots, serving as nourishing soil, with gigantic dragon and serpents entwined around its stems, asleep. At the top were petals and leaves made up of countless sky islands, and at the very center where these many petals gathered, three suns shone in the sky, surrounded by glimmering stars, like a flower's pistil.

In comparison to this flamboyantly blooming Witch Flower, the Moon Rabbits' World of the Moon was as insignificant as dust, utterly inconsequential and not even worth mentioning.

... The little witch is washing her eyes...

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