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Kehan, there are conflicts among witches, even more intense and sharper than you think. Between the major empires, between the different paths of the Great Witches, and between the future of witches, they are constantly colliding and erupting.
But here, you won't see too many conflicts, because the entire imagined world is a final land of compromise.
Just like its name suggests, this is merely a hypothetical scenario.
A breeze swept by, causing ripples in the tea in their cups, which then sank the tea leaves, as if washing away the surface beauty.
Jiang Kehan had actually anticipated this. The world was too beautiful on the surface. She had been arrested by the Witch Organization and had seen what was hidden inside.
The existence of an unknown future, in particular, fueled a sense of unease within her.
What kind of place would require such strict surveillance? This isn't some kind of secret police operation.
Looking back now, there was actually a very pure purpose behind all of this—they were trying to protect this beautiful place from being destroyed, not to monitor for the sake of monitoring.
"So don't put too much pressure on yourself. To us, a little witch like you is still a seed, waiting to awaken and grow your own branches."
Shan Lin blew on her tea and spoke with a slight smile.
"Most of the witches in the Imaginary Land are around the level of a mid-level witch, and the ratio of witches to alien races is 1:10. But do you know the ratio in the Ideal Land?"
Jiang Kehan shook her head curiously, waiting for Shan Lin's answer.
Shan Lin's expression became much more serious. She stared intently at Jiang Kehan before slowly speaking.
"Nearly 1:100w."
How much?
Jiang Kehan was stunned for a moment. One witch meant a million other alien races? According to this ratio, wouldn't that be the opposite of the natural order, with alien races being the main inhabitants of the ideal land?
Seeing Jiang Kehan's surprised and questioning expression, Shan Lin smiled slightly, but her tone was very solemn.
"But inside, the ratio of alien races and witches with basic human rights is only 1:1, which is truly like the imagined village."
"Then what exactly do the other alien races do?" Jiang Kehan asked, somewhat puzzled.
“Slaves, or expendable goods.” Shan Lin casually uttered words that challenged Jiang Kehan’s values.
"The war between witches does not consume witches, but rather these alien races that have enough potential to be trained as witch reserves."
Almost every day, hundreds of millions of alien races die under the witch's command, and that's just at the lowest intensity, equivalent to necessary losses.
Uh, Jiang Kehan fell silent for a moment.
Although she had long known that witches were only friendly to other witches, she never expected them to be so cruel to other races.
Or rather—indifference.
"So, the Imaginary Land is more like a witch's incubation base?"
Only those with the potential to become witches can earn the basic respect of witches; this seems a bit too cruel.
Jiang Kehan seemed to have seen the eternal theory of talent.
But Shanlin laughed and looked at her teasingly.
“Miss Jiang is really cute, but you don’t need to worry about these alien races that you call slaves. Calling them slaves is more like calling them paid soldiers.”
"The Utopia is the forefront of witches' ideals. It is a place for testing the most advanced political systems and adapting to the development of witches. It is even more strict about rules than here."
"These dead alien races will be resurrected repeatedly according to the special cycle run by the witch, retaining their memories and physical attributes, but constantly evolving and adapting to their talents until they are qualified to become witches."
"Damn, so it's a way of raising Gu poison?!" Jiang Kehan was speechless for a moment.
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Chapter 142 The Struggle Between Ideals and Fantasies
"However, there is only one reason why the imagined world and the ideal world are so different."
Shanlin propped her cheek up with her hand and shrugged.
"That means there's no interference from the Witch's Organization." She glanced behind Jiang Kehan, a disdainful smile playing on her lips.
"You should have noticed by now that the Witch Organization's presence here is much stronger than that of the Imperial Government."
Whether it's issuing commissions, organizing large-scale events like witch competitions, or even managing the witch tower, they are the ones in charge.
So what is the purpose of the official system?
Jiang Kehan was unable to refute it for a moment. The sheer amount of busyness between the Witch Agency and the official personnel showed that there was a serious imbalance in their presence.
To be honest, the Witch Organization has been trampling on the Empire's sovereignty.
"Perhaps the Witch Organization adopts a system where local witches are responsible for their respective local witch organizations."
Jiang Kehan hesitated slightly. "Jun, Yang, obviously this reason can't even convince her."
"Of course not because of that," Shan Lin said with a smile, finishing her tea in one gulp before speaking.
"This is because the core of the Empire is in the Utopia, and the Witch Agency is like everyone's nanny, raising newborn witches for each Empire equally."
"Once you arrive in the ideal land, you will find that the presence of the Witch Agency is almost non-existent, while the Imperial government is present in every corner."
Jiang Kehan swallowed hard, finding it hard to imagine the chaotic clashes between extraordinary racial empires of such scale.
As Shanlin said, without the Witch Agency as a mediating element, it is obvious that the wills of the various empires will clash directly, and the consequences are unpredictable.
But seeing Jiang Kehan's worried expression, Shan Lin found it somewhat amusing.
"Don't worry too much. With the Queen watching over every witch, it's unlikely that a witch war like World War II will break out."
And as I said, the Utopia is a place that cares even more about rules than this place.
He cares so much that he's extremely rigid.
Yi Qi Liu 1 San (2) Er Qing Jiang Kehan put down the cup, looked at Shan Lin with some doubt, and asked softly, "Why?"
Shanlin, holding the cat ball, looked up at the sky.
"Kehan, what do you think is most important for the continuation of a race?"
"Is it a continuous stream of newborns, or a power sufficient to sustain life until eternity?"
As she spoke, Shanlin laughed to herself, as if she was amused by her own words.
After she had laughed until she could no longer laugh, she was no longer as nonchalant as before. Instead, she stood tall like an inverted mountain, speaking with unparalleled authority in a serious and earnest tone.
"Wrong. What matters most to a race is civilization and order."
"Whether it was World War II or the earlier era of societies, every leading witch had only one goal—to swallow up the order of others and incorporate it into her own."
Through this struggle, through this proof, only the order we choose and shape ourselves is the truly correct answer!
Jiang Kehan saw it as if she were seeing witches rushing headlong towards rebirth or destruction, and they were doing it willingly.
"But the Queen does not actually represent the pinnacle of order; she represents the witch race and the highest power."
Shan Lin shook her head with a wry smile.
"So the struggle for order was only forcibly suppressed, not disappeared. This can be seen from the existence of the Greats and the various empires. Every witch has her own ideas."
"Finally, in order to make the struggle for order more peaceful, everyone decided to move the struggle to other universes after consultation, which is the birth of the ideal world."
Jiang Kehan guessed some of the underlying logic, so she tentatively spoke up.
"So, they chose to make comparisons within reasonable rules?"
Order represents more than just combat; it encompasses progress in culture, military, and politics, and these cannot be simply distinguished by strength.
According to Jiang Kehan's understanding, the ideal world is like a Civilization 6 game where players must act according to the rules within a framework of mutual compromise, and then make comparisons at the end.
However, in this endless "game," the winner must win in all aspects, otherwise they will be trapped in a cycle of constantly raising the worm.
It's cruel, but it's the one thing that can't be said to be ineffective.
Shanlin nodded slightly, not dwelling on the matter any further.
"I suppose so, but the situation is much more complicated. The current standard for judging an empire is whether it can produce a great witch. A great witch like me is actually only of the middle level."
"As for Gensokyo, it's not that complicated; it's simply a place where everything is permissible."
Jiang Kehan couldn't help but repeat, "Is everything permissible?"
It sounds incredibly appealing, especially to a witch.
"Yes, whether it's plundering and destruction, wanton slaughter, or striving to help others build new civilizations, or constantly traveling to increase power, it's all entirely up to the witch's will."
Shanlin lifted the little cat ball above her head and gently tossed it into Jiang Kehan's arms.
The little cat's tail touched the air and then jumped again, landing directly on Jiang Yiba's head. Only then did it squint its eyes in satisfaction, using its tail as a scarf for Jiang Kehan.
Jiang Kehan felt a little awkward as she felt the warmth coming from her head, and looked at Shan Lin blankly, not understanding why the other party was doing this.
Shan Lin smiled faintly.
"The most prominent feature of Gensokyo is the lack of order, or rather, the lack of order belonging to witches."
Neither the Witch Organization nor the Empire pays any attention to these places. As long as it doesn't involve the destruction of the entire universe, you can do whatever you want.
Correspondingly, Gensokyo lacks neither the witch-designed reincarnation system nor basic infrastructure such as terminal base stations.
Isn't this a complete lawless place?
Jiang Kehan was somewhat dumbfounded, and without this infrastructure, the alien race could not be resurrected...
Gensokyo is the most real and cruel place—to the alien races.
The law of the jungle prevails there, and witches occupy the top of the food chain.
By consuming other races to cultivate witches who understand their own hearts, it's no wonder that witches themselves admit to belonging to a chaotic and disordered race.
Jiang Kehan's mouth felt a little dry, so she couldn't help but stick out her tongue to moisten her lips.
As expected, I'm not suited to going to Gensokyo to increase my strength; I'll stay in the Imaginary Land instead.
"As for the cat ball on your head, it's the most common means of communication between Gensokyo and here." Yamarin smiled again, gesturing for Jiang Kehan to notice the little cat ball on her head.
"The cat ball has a fundamental characteristic: it doesn't exist."
"You can understand it as its existence transcending the concept of space. As long as certain means are used, they can quickly transmit information across the universe."
Jiang Kehan was a little surprised and couldn't help but touch the little cat ball on her head.
The other creature lazily squinted its eyes, its tail swishing casually, looking quite content.
Chapter 143 An Unexpected Small Commission