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With Kushi's thoughts connected with the Forest Caretaker, the major kindred spirit decided to use one of her body vessels to watch over him, worryingly.

It was Kushi's first time being able to understand and be understood by someone more unrestricted like this. The new gift from the Ouroboros did elevate his genuine mood for a significant amount.

Half an hour had passed, the food supply available for the citizens seemed endless. MF and the residents of Domeniul Ceresc overdid it. Because of it, the spirit butlers and waiters were recommending the people to save the dish with a sack or wagon.

Some of the volunteers worked together with the Alraune and Mandragora to craft those wagons. The slave—citizen of Ouranos Citadel managed to get used to each other in a short period of time. Mostly for the spirit from nature, they acted indifferent to the race that they deem as so-called animals.

Most of the mortals didn't mind it either, they were able to accept the mundane existence of numerous Calamities roaming around that they were more than obliged with having a kind foreign kin helping them.

Of course, some of the forest spirits and sentient exotic plants did have a problem within communication, but their friendly appearance and gesture worked to erase hostility by the least.

"Alraune, don't you think us being mystical spirits from nature is sinning when we cut the trees?" 

"I have no qualms about such matters, my Mandragora friend. Because I'm sure that the Wise One didn't mention anything about chopping down the trees and part of our body as sins or taboo."

"You used your roots for the rope on those animal's craft, are you sure you're not a masochist? My Alraune friend. Speaking of friend, did you see our dryad friend somewhere?"

"Ah, I noticed her being hanged by the leg on a tall tree somewhere within that direction." The Alraune pointed at the deep forest of the north.

The formerly horny dryad wasn't so horny as she usually was, as Foel invited her into a friendly talk and activity with some whipping and rope. Very friendly, it was so impactful that the dryad wasn't lusting at MF anymore, as the pink-glare tanomobi had become her love interest now.

Eventually, Foel left her with disgust. As for the dryad, she is having fun being tortured with silence and tight knot of ropes all over her body, being hanged upside down. Because of this, Foel learned that a young mystical spirit was so easily influenced, a rather annoying case at this rate.

"My Alraune friend, I think that dryad met with some problem. Just a hunch."

"We shan't pry the business of the Grand Lady, the short one with green hair, I suppose. She scared me."

"Meanwhile, this child has been pulling the giant leaves on my head. I needed reinforcement."

"You shan't fear, as I shall use my roots to distract this dangerous child!"

After a while, the Alraune became the favorite of many children and teenagers alike. The Alraune tended to playfully lift and sway the toddlers left and right in the air as some of the parents watched. Mystical spirits were extremely rare after all, almost felt like it was a once in a lifetime event.

Even with all of this hospitality from the new Director, the Ouroboros method was still deemed too cruel for most of the people that survived. 

There were still those with painful dread with their loved one or close friend getting murdered in front of their eyes, it was unrealistic for them to just accept all of it in one day.

Despite the dread, the people who had survived were mostly the ones with cool heads and brains. They have no choice to move on, this of course, not applied to everyone.

MF expected a mutiny in the future, but that would be unlikely due to the countermeasure she had planned.

She only needed a few fundamental keys for the holes.

The streamline of faith had been massively increasing. It was so packed and dense that the Ouroboros herself couldn't determine the exact source and individuals that was giving her this absurd amount of subconscious energy.

Regardless, what was meant by packed and dense was only amount to a volume of the size of an average adult's wrist. Still thousands times more better than the size of a strain thinner than hair follicle when she had just started her deity roleplaying.

There were still a lot of faith streamline traffic potential, because so far, most of the faith were branching to Foel and only a quarter of the whole Ouranos Citadel's citizens were giving their faith to the real Ouroboros.

The journey of the unbecoming deity was still as long as the whole continent herself. Beside, the more 'faith' she got, the more potent the bio-artifact she created

"Yup! This will do!" MF said in excitement, as her eyes were locked into the small black square token with a precious triangular pink metal in the middle that she held by two fingers above. "I only need to mass produce this."

MF tried a test process and tried to use the saved schematic to instantly replicate the exotic token with the dark seed of creation. She then gave one for Foel to see.

"There is a dense amount of rhodium from platinum assets and palladium cramped together, there is also a layer of dense obsidian to make it look black? This is really heavy, are you sure you want this to be our money currency?"

"Rhodium was sought heavily because of its extremely conductible mana property, great for crafting catalyst equipment for spell assimilation, not to mention artifact. If someday we were about to open a trade, we would show them that our currency is more than one high tier of mana crystal." MF chuckled

"Then what is this pink triangle? Never did I encounter this type of metal within my long years of being an excavator."

"Ah, that is actually something new that I made." MF then created a lump of them from her gauntlet's palm. "'Sakuradite', a supposed-fictional ore that I brought to existence, fufufu."

"Never heard of it."

"Urgh."

The tanomobi zoomed her vision more, she then tried to pour some mana and then some alchemical spell assimilation using the coin. The result was thirty times more efficiency, something that even an Artifact was hard to accomplish.

"This is an otherworldly catalyst… you madlad, you have infused a hard catalyst into a metal frame of catalyst. This is too much of a catalyst," Foel excitedly said, although her face was still as emotionless as ever.

"We will be referring to this token as 'aur'. Approximately, it will be universally equal to ten or fifty high rank mana crystals." The Ouroboros put on a smug.

"Depending on the market, one of these could amount to a hundred high rank mana crystals. You sneakily put a mana socket there, something like those within a circuit formation." Foel then began to perform numerous tricks of fast casting to the air as ten basic spells got rapidly assimilated every second like a machine gun. "This in itself is already a greater version of a basic artifact..."

Foel was too focused on her theory, she didn't realize that MF had already begun to casually print them like hot cinnamon at the speed of five tokens per second.

"... You're planning to destroy the economy when we go public, aren't you?"

"Heck yeah I will!"