Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva

At night, Tilan sat in her own little tent, with an oil lamp placed on a higher wooden box, while Tilan herself sat on a wooden chair by its side.

The black skirt was rolled up, folded to the knees, revealing slightly small and fair knees and feet soaked in warm water.

Due to limited conditions, naturally, she couldn't take a shower, nor was there a large enough bath and water to soak and clean herself. Instead, she wiped herself with a water basin, and finally, the girl soaked her feet in the remaining warm water, taking advantage of the lamp light to flip through the map album she bought at the market today.

The entire album is just about 20 pages, roughly printed with maps of the river's upper and lower reaches, also marking the approximate positions of various settlements. Looking at the imprint number at the end of the album, it seems to be the first edition printed three years ago.

"Wolf Blood Species 'White Tooth' Settlement, Wolf Blood Species 'Sharp Teeth' Settlement, Wolf Blood Species 'Queen Camp'..." Tilan noted down the positions of the settlements marked above, and also saw the previous Fox-tail Species settlement among them.

To her surprise, it's still regarded as a medium-sized settlement by outsiders.

Besides, the text accompanying the album not only describes the general power distribution of the area, but also records the rise and fall of each season throughout the year. It's currently early March; in another month, the grassland will welcome the rainy season. At that time, the damp mud on the ground will become difficult for travel, but the rainy season is also a period of abundant food. The river water will surge and flood the surrounding land, and when the rain stops, some fish will land in muddy puddles on the shore. During this time, some animals that don't usually fish will try to catch prey.

In the lush season of aquatic plants and food, both animals and humans on the grassland will reproduce their offspring in this period.

Come June and July, the climate becomes increasingly dry, and many herbivorous animals will leave their residences that have little remaining food, migrating to other places. During such long migrations, the old, weak, and sick are likely to fall behind and get separated, becoming food for other predators. Some settlements will also choose this time to hunt in order to obtain large quantities of food for preservation in preparation for autumn and winter.

If coming in June or July, purchasing food should be easy and much cheaper, but currently, spring has just started, and the food stock of each settlement after winter consumption is often running low.

Food is scarce indeed, no wonder prices remain high, Tilan thought to herself.

Originally, she had prepared quite a bit of materials on her journey, like scarce medicines, tea leaves and tea cakes rescued from Shilin Mountain Castle, surplus weapons, and some appliances repaired by Sura, but it still wasn't enough. The currently procured food can probably only support 1600 people for two weeks under very frugal conditions.

Clearing the polluted land, from sowing to harvesting, even if Tilan can use some Extraordinary Abilities to expedite ripening, it would still take at least 2 months to produce food that meets survival needs. How to get through the gap in-between is the most urgent matter now.

Originally, she thought that by coming to the King Camp, most of her needs could be met, and then on the return trip, she would take another route and trade extensively with settlements along the way to supplement the remaining deficiencies. But now it seems that buying food in the King Camp would require an astonishing amount of money and exchange items.

She needs to think of some way to make money, as the girl's fingers left the album, her fingertips gently tapping the paper pages.

It was getting late, so Tilan lifted her feet from the basin, water droplets sliding from her toes. She slightly drained them and then wiped them dry with a towel, stepping into soft slippers afterward.

After a good night's sleep and rest, the next morning, Tilan sat up from the bedding on the ground, changed into clean clothes for the day, then donned her cloak hood, and walked out of her tent.

This was the campsite for the caravan, besides Tilan's exclusive small tent, there were several other tents of various sizes nearby, all erected by caravan members. Some people had already gotten up and started preparing breakfast.

"Good morning, Hexia~" Loloria came to the girl with full of energy; she was a Mechanical Body and hardly needed rest at night. She also kept watch yesterday, allowing everyone to sleep peacefully.

"Morning, Loloria."

After greeting, Tilan went to another tent, first checking on the still asleep weak Butterfly Species inside, giving instructions to the two members guarding the tent, then she proceeded to another very small tent. The space inside was only about four square meters, which was where Orenna from the Silkworm Moth Species slept and stayed.

The little fellow was still lying on the bedding asleep, her Moth Wings behind like a natural blanket covering her body, with only silver-white hair visible.

After slightly stroking Orenna's back, the little fellow moved a bit, then quickly propped up and stood on the ground bedding.

"Good day, Master Hexia~" Her wings behind her slightly opened, gently flapping a few times, indicating happiness.

"Don't call me Master." Hexia once again corrected her way of addressing.

"Sorry, Lord Hexia." She learned from the caravan members' way of addressing.

This time, Hexia just slightly shook her head, no longer continuing to thoroughly correct. Although this title doesn't quite match her inner thoughts, it shouldn't be changed starting with this Silkworm Moth Lady in front of her.

"I'll have someone bring you food later; you might have to stay in camp for these few days and can't go out." After all, the Silkworm Moth Species are very rare, and exposure might bring unnecessary trouble.