A Beekeeper in a Magical World - Chapter 163: Administrator - (2)

Following the sales launch, the Moon Sleep Flower and Feather Spirit Flower honeys were the first to sell out, vanishing in just a few seconds.

The network lag almost cost a circle friend; in a moment of distraction, the stock became “0”!

This was within Hua Mi’s expectations.

The effects of these two honeys were already widely known, and there had been a high demand for their return.

Moreover, the prices of these two honeys were quite low.

A few hundred yuan wouldn’t hurt, not at all.

Hua Mi wasn’t concerned about unsold products; he only waited to ship them once they were sold out.

He posted another announcement in the circle.

Basically, it mentioned temporarily closing the circle’s join feature for better management.

The circle members unanimously agreed.

More people meant fiercer competition, not a conducive environment for those already benefiting.

Hua Mi had his reasons for doing this.

Currently, the circle had around a thousand members.

Yet, the quantity of honey available for sale was approximately two thousand bottles each time.

A 1:2 ratio seemed just about right.

Managing too many people could be cumbersome.

For a while, the greenhouse expansion wasn’t likely due to insufficient supply of the green liquid.

The green liquid drastically reduced the flower growth cycle; if the supply dwindled, honey production efficiency would significantly drop.

The current scale had practically reached the limit of his and the Eight’s abilities.

Another field would be a bit too much to handle.

Including the small plot for the Avernus Tree, the greenhouse was divided into nine areas, occupying approximately 80 acres.

Future adjustments to the fields would depend on the situation.

If new worthwhile flowers were found, some would have to make room.

Vacating fields for future planting.

After the second phase launch, Hua Mi privately messaged several circle friends, inquiring if they were willing to be administrators.

This was after extensive observation and selection.

Firstly, they needed to be absolute fans of the Bee Speakers’ Cabin, evident from their daily conversations.

Secondly, they required sufficient time—evident from the duration of their “chats.”

Most importantly, they needed some form of capability or leadership skills.

The main duties of an administrator involved maintaining order and ambiance within the circle, possessing the authority to remove members and review requests to join. However, both adding and removing members needed final confirmation from circle owner Hua Mi.

This job was neither too heavy nor entirely light, not easily measurable by conventional job standards.

Certainly not asking them to work for free either.

Hua Mi promised that for each sale event in the future, they’d receive one bottle of each honey variant for free.

Calculating solely by the selling price, this was quite generous.

These administrators would be the first to enter the “inner circle.”

The first candidate was the girl previously healed by the Thousand Illusion Flower Honey, Mu Yuxiao.

Through private chats, he learned her real name was Cheng Yuxiao.

Ever since being healed, she became quite active in the circle, displaying remarkable combativeness when engaging with detractors. Many circle members couldn’t help but marvel at her extraordinary attack capabilities.

Surprised by the sudden appointment as an administrator, she eagerly agreed.

“Don’t worry, I’ll manage the circle diligently! I’ll keep an eye on it day and night!”

“No need for that… administrators won’t be you alone. By the way, won’t this affect your studies?”

Hua Mi learned she was currently a high school sophomore, a crucial stage for most people.

“Not at all.” She immediately sent a voice message

, filled with confidence. “I’m quite capable of multitasking. I’ll manage my time well. Besides, my dad also thinks this is a good opportunity for me to learn and grow.”

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As night fell, a new cycle began.

From the edge of a quiet city to the heart of bustling nightlife, under the glimmering lights, Hua Mi rode his bike once more.

Passing through the same bridge where he’d met Big Yellow, he took a glance but didn’t stop.

Tonight, the bridge remained empty, leaving the mysteries of the night veiled in obscurity.

Hua Mi remained unsure if the dog would recall his words or if it understood the playfulness behind them.

But there was a mutual understanding; an unspoken promise lingered, an invisible thread linking two disparate worlds.

Big Yellow would patiently wait for the next encounter, a chance to reunite with the man who’d given him a taste of sweet honey and playful banter.

With that thought, Hua Mi pedaled onward, the night embracing his journey like an old friend, welcoming the mystery and promise of the next day.