Chapter 53. His Goal Was So Simple.

The fight club in Astan City was suspended for rectification, but this matter did not cause much of a stir.

After all, most of the gamblers who stayed in the club knew that this place could not last long, and their survival depended on Burwell's thoughts, so they were already mentally prepared.

To them, the biggest impact of the underground casino's closure was that they would have to line up in the noisy colosseum to buy tickets and watch the Half-orcs and Barbarians fight wild beasts.

Therefore, it was inevitable that the gamblers would have some complaints about Burwell.

In fact, the Consul did not even know that such a thing had happened. From the beginning to the end, it had been lying quietly on a piece of log that Simon had presented. It had been changed beyond recognition. this trip was safe, and the subject was cooperative. There were hundreds of pages in the daily log of the Town Hall, and even if the Consul could read up to 100000 pages per minute, how could he possibly read through them one by one?

The reason why it was suspended was that Maica had to leave. He disappeared after paying a very small fine.

Char also knew where he was going. First, he was planning for the energy for the MCV, and second, he was trying to verify the truth of what Char had said. When it came to money, the mushroom people were more serious than the most rigorous scholars in the world.

The Hand of Midas was the dream of all the Mushroom Men. Although Maica was greedy, he was not arrogant enough to want to take it all for himself. He also had some trustworthy friends. Even though the friendship of the mushroom people was built with gold coins, and would easily break down with a slight push, they were still more trustworthy than Char.

After that, Char rested for three days, spending all her free time in the Reeves Workshop.

There was no experience penalty for lifestyle classes, and if you wanted to train, you could even become a master of all classes. Char had done that before, but that was a long time ago.

Although it had been a long time, he could still remember most of the content when he looked at these props and equipment. With the rigorous Rylai filling in some minor details, he became the strongest cloud player without having to do anything. Although the life skills panel was as white as paper, he was a true master of all professions. He could give advice with eloquence, and the numbers he pulled out were as precise as a machine.

That afternoon, under Char's guidance, Rylai finished the last set of materials in the workshop.

The gears turned, and the tanned leather was rolled over by the machine. The fine stitches were stuck under the juice, and the ends of the thread were flattened. The complex patterns on the leather had the texture of an ancient painting under the frame because of the translucent luster, exuding a classical and settled beauty.

Char quietly waited for the results.

At the moment everything was completed, the 'suffix' would be born from the intersection of the lines and the material.

Rylai's progress had far exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that she was just a rich girl with a rich family background and a lot of knowledge, and that her interest in everything was only for a short period of time. However, after these days of observation, he understood that she was a master craftsman.

She really liked these things, and once she was in the zone, her hands and instruments were so accurate, and her focused eyes made Char feel something familiar.

It seemed that in one of the reincarnations, one of the maids had drawn the same picture, and the person in the picture was Char holding the sword.

"I'm done!"

Rylai exclaimed in joy, pulling Char back to reality. She took the piece of leather from the shelf and turned the identification device over.

The white light swept across the patterns on the leather armor, and the attributes poured out in front of the two.

[Refined Leather (Large)]

[Material number: 04156a]

[Level 3 Compact: When used as main protection, it can provides an additional 12% defense.]

[Level 1 Breath Block: Provides 7 points of magic resistance, and increases stealth by 5.]

[Origin: Astan City, Workstation number 4, Rylai.]

[Recommended position: Main body.]

Breath Block?

What kind of skill was this?

Although it was only level 1, it was more than enough to deal with Andaheim's detection spells. In Char's memory, this thing was only made from the leather of a Shadow Beast. How did a piece of leather collected from the market have such properties?

Could it be that Rylai's leatherworker traits were [Free Will] and [Creativity]?

"It seems like I messed up. There's no [Camouflage] and [Hypocrisy]. If we had a reference, it might have been better."

Rylai stared at the panel and sighed, embarrassed. The previous dozens of sets had not been produced, and this was the last set of ingredients. The girl looked a little dejected.

"No, this is better."

"Really?"

"I'm not lying to you."

Char picked up the leather, his eyes full of admiration.

"I wasted so many materials. Can I get back my money?"

"It's more than enough." Char laughed.

Behind every successful player was a mountain of failed materials. Compared to Char's own past experiences, she was already much stronger, and this was not a waste. historical

She was a genius when compared to Char.

Moreover, Rylai's dozens of pieces of refined leather, which she thought were failures could at least double the profit if she sold them, but Char wanted to wait for a player to flood into Astan City, so that the value would be greater.

After all, it did not matter if the equipment was lost or broken in the hands of NPCs. However, once these items landed in the hands of players, they could be recycled. They were more durable than second-hand textbooks in high schools, and their value was greater.

"How does Char plan to deal with this piece of skin?"

"Cut it into three parts, soften it, and thin it. Make two leg rings and a choker."

"Huh?"

Rylai thought she had heard wrong. She had always thought that this leather with fine emblems was used to make armor, but it was going to be cut into an ornament.

"Isn't this a waste of heavenly resources?"

"You don't understand," Char explained seriously, "If you're making equipment, no matter what part it is, the [Breath Block] will only be used once. This is because the afterimages produced by the same material will not add up. However, it's different if you make it into a 'ornament'. This thing can be stacked, which means that this piece of skin can provide 21 points of magic resistance, 15 points of stealth."

Rylai quickly took out a small notebook and wrote it down.

Char really knew a lot.

The girl had already accepted this answer, and she admired Char. At this time, it just so happened that Evelyn walked out from the backyard.

The Dark Elf had long legs and a thin waist, and her brown skin was mesmerizing. Rylai could not help but think of the scenery she had seen back then.

Moreover...

"Wow! Her neck is so long, and her collarbones are so pretty! Why is there such a stunning person?"

Hey...

Two leg rings and a choker...

Rylai realized something!

Char!

Your goal did not seem to be that simple, right?