Gender-swapped Saintess: A Survival Diary on Hell Difficulty

Waibi Waibi, Waibi Babu.

Chirp chirp, my sword and shield.

Roland and Ivy Rose began communicating at lightning speed.

Within two minutes, the details of the direct road and future business development were discussed.

On the contrary, Roland was surprised by this.

"Miss Ivy, although I know it's not a good way to say it."

"But I'm the biggest troublemaker in the capital right now. A whole bunch of forces are lining up to cause me trouble. Aren't you worried about getting into trouble?"

Ivy's tone was full of doubt.

"How did this end up getting me into trouble?"

"Road repairs are perfectly normal, okay? Are we succubi just going to ignore such a large customer base and let so many sustenances and money slip away?"

These words were like a wake-up call, and Roland suddenly realized the truth.

Yes, it's like hosting the Olympics on Earth; the local city will definitely invest heavily in transportation to boost economic development.

There's absolutely no need for excuses; it's simply human nature.

Ivy Rose continued.

"Also, even if it gets us into trouble, we will do our best to help you."

"Miss Roland, you are our great benefactor in helping us revitalize Pink Harbor, and you are also the boss lady of Pink Harbor."

"We will do our best to repay Kalil's kindness and support."

As Ivy Rose spoke, she patted her ample breasts repeatedly, the crisp sound reaching Roland's ears through the magical artifact.

Roland felt a warmth in her heart, and a surge of emotion welled up within her.

Caryl, Miss Ivy, and their succubus friends are truly loyal.

I, Luo Lan, will repay your kindness tenfold from this day forward!

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The succubi moved with extreme speed.

After ending the call, they rallied the local nobles of the Old Port District and Marcus's Old Port District Business Alliance, Roland's top henchman, and quickly bought the land to build the road.

Although Marcus and others from the Church of Light were intimidated by the headquarters' investigation order, they dared not openly assist Roland.

But quietly supporting Pink Harbor is still no problem.

As for the issue of church clergy colluding with succubi...

Please, nowadays half of the high-ranking members of the Imperial Church of Light branch all have pink VIP cards, and they've all been squeezed dry by succubi to the point of rolling their eyes.

Oh, by the way, this VIP card was personally handed out by Sister Roland.

Sister Roland has been so kind to us, what's wrong with helping her out?

In short, local forces and local bullies gave them the green light all the way, plus a large number of civil engineering and alchemy superhumans who were brought in at great expense.

A wide and smooth stone-paved road appeared in front of the east gate of the Roland Group in just two days, leading straight to the dome of the Pink Harbor Park in the distance.

Such a commotion naturally attracted the attention of Bizan and others.

The wolf-woman secretary, swaying her ample buttocks, knocked on the door of a secret meeting room, holding intelligence about the development of Pink Harbor.

She respectfully divided the intelligence file into two parts, placed them on the obsidian table, took two steps back, and said in a seductive voice.

"Lord Bizan, Grand Speaker Jess, this is intelligence from the Old Port District. Please take a look."

Tiger Head Bizan and a young-looking nobleman with brown, slicked-back hair sat facing each other, each picking up the intelligence documents in front of them and beginning to read.

This young nobleman with slicked-back brown hair, named Jess, was actually over a hundred years old and held a high position.

He is one of the Grand Speakers of the Imperial Noble Council, with a powerful background and a strong family.

The reason why he maintains such a youthful appearance is that his magical cultivation is so strong that he has been stuck at the advanced level of magic for many years.

At the same time, it is also thanks to the sublimation crystals provided by the Church of Vulcan.

With the sublimation crystallization, his talent was further enhanced. Not only did he appear younger, but he also gained the hope of continuing to strive for higher levels.

There are many powerful and influential people like him in the capital, all of whom have benefited greatly from the sublimation and crystallization.

Therefore, the Church of Vulcan was able to operate smoothly in the Old Port area.

"Lord Bizan, the forces in the Old Port District have united to build roads. Do you believe they are preparing to support Roland?"

Bizan shook his head in denial.

"No, it's just a group of succubi dragging along a group of merchants, trying to profit from the situation."

"Heh, they've set their sights on this arbitration conference, hoping to get a piece of the pie from our Haisen Port."

He raised his glass, took a sip of the Elven Dragon Blood Brew, and said in a relaxed manner.

"It doesn't matter. Apart from the Roland Group and that Pink Harbor, there's no decent industry in the old port area. The nobles will disperse after the arbitration conference ends."

He said that, but in his heart he had already begun to curse Roland.

It's common knowledge in high society that Loran has a good relationship with the succubus, as many nobles have witnessed Loran in Pink Harbor.

This road construction was probably the succubus's way of trying to annoy him and steal his business when he opened at seven o'clock.

But it's okay.

Once Roland and the Roland Group are acquired, these losses will be nothing more than a drop in the ocean.

A few days ago, when he went to capture Roland, although he was unsuccessful, he did discover some interesting things.

That vixen, her bloodline has become pure again.

If the previous Roland only made his tiger bloodline restless.

Now, Roland has made him unable to control his desires, and he wants to disregard the occasion and just pin her down.

It must have been the bloodline ornament that was given as a gift last time that triggered the ancestral return of Roland's fox clan bloodline.

Although this situation is rare, it is not impossible; there are many cases of this among the golden fox clans raised by the Church of Vulcan.

If we can bring such a pure Roland back, the Vulcan might personally appear and bestow a reward upon us.

Oh, and that's not all the harvest.

The wheat technology of the Roland Group is also crucial to the Church of Vulcan.

With high-yield wheat, the cultivation of *Lysimachia christinae* can be further expanded.

Then, more clubs can be opened, and more refined crystals can be extracted!

Bizan's eyes lit up as he turned to the next page of the intelligence file, which contained close-up magical photos of the Roland Group's greenhouse.

They were practically filming right up against the glass curtain wall, and you could see some country bumpkin girls trying to stop them, but to no avail.

"Based on the detailed analysis of the chief intelligence officer of the Fleece Guard, which is tasked with blocking the Roland Group."

"The output of the Roland Group's greenhouses is definitely not 1.8 times that of the Imperial Farm, as we previously guessed."

"In fact, it is close to, or even more than, three times."

Bizan couldn't help but reach out and rub his palm hard on his tiger eyes, then read it again in disbelief.

Speaker Jess, sitting opposite him, made the same gesture, even more exaggeratedly.

Because he owned a stake in the Imperial Farm, he knew exactly how much wheat was being produced there.

Therefore, the greenhouse intelligence from the Roland Group appeared extremely alarming to him.

"Impossible, how could Roland possibly have developed such a terrifying wheat?"

"If this wheat were to flow out, and a single wheat field produced three times the yield, wouldn't the lords and nobles rise to power?!"

He felt a chill run down his spine, and at the same time, an idea involuntarily came to mind.

This Roland is no ordinary person!

First came the Krabby Patty, then the Spicy Strips, and now even wheat from the fields can achieve such astonishing success.

Wouldn't it be a little unfair to just give it to the Church of Vulcan?

He dismissed the idea as soon as it came to him.

He caught a glimpse of a gilded treasure chest on the obsidian table, inside which were neatly arranged translucent, pale red rectangular crystals.

The crystal is twelve centimeters long, three centimeters wide, and two fingers thick, and it is stored in the treasure chest like a gold bar.

A strange, pale red light flowed across it, radiating an invisible yet deadly attraction.

This is the result of sublimation and crystallization.

These are wondrous items, unlike anything ever seen in history, that can enhance one's talents and elevate one's level of existence.

The problems of talent and lifespan that have plagued the human race for so long have been easily solved by this thing.

The Imperial Research Institute is also trying to unravel the mystery, but there has been no progress. These elderly nobles still have to rely on the Church of Vulcan for supplies.

"Alas, the things Roland develops are ultimately just ordinary things."

"Sublimation and crystallization are still better."