Survival Game: Age of Witches

No CP, heroine, survival in another world, intelligence agent, slow-burn, group portrait Lin Wan is the only one behind the gray net. Until she noticed her omission rate was increasing. There is too much information, and the single-person verification model is unsustainable. She needs help. But she cannot openly recruit—the identity of the witch makes "trust" something that needs to be verified repeatedly. So she started observing. Lao Song, the transcriber of the slate bulletin board. Every day I compared the scraps of rags verbatim, drew question marks on the blurred areas, and wrapped them in oilcloth to copy the manuscripts on rainy days - half of them got wet. Lao Wei, the recorder in the corner of the tavern. I started recording the Holy See's patrol routes three months ago, passing notes and never sending channel messages. Stoneclaw, the dwarf who carved runes at the entrance to the mines. I carved one piece every day for three years. If someone says he wants to learn, he will do it. Even if no one comes, he will engrave. Lin Wan observed them for a long time. What she didn't know was that they were watching her too. This is the story of a witch and her companions. There is no emotional line, no hero saving the beauty, just a woman who established an intelligence network, and a group of people who are each on their own path and happen to be in the same direction. The Holy See's witch-hunting disk has begun to scan the direction of the Free Territory.