"I'm counting gold coins early in the morning, and I really need a tax officer to sanction you profiteer." After enjoying an elven-flavored breakfast from a chef with 500 years of culinary experience, Lyle jokes when he encounters a goblin engineer lying on the cash register counting money on the way to his underground workshop.

By the way, you can't make magic props that you can't knock on and knock, and building the workshop underground is just to eliminate noise, and it's not an unsightly action.

"Hehe~ The tax collector of the kingdom will not come to this kind of poor country~" The goblin engineer played with the shiny gold coins in his hand, there is no doubt that this is the cost of enchanting ornaments for the pioneers, and the goods in its store can't sell so many gold coins, "By the way, Brother Lyle, your material processing shop is also very profitable, right?" I see that almost all the ornaments on the five of them are your works. ”

Mining, gathering, fighting monsters, fishing, planting, in addition to rummaging through the storage chests left by the ancients, most of the actions of the pioneers are only "materials", which can be processed into weapons, armor, accessories, potions and other items that are helpful for battle.

However, the Pioneers were a group of warriors who were skilled in battle, did not have the relevant production skills, and the craftsmen were unwilling to risk their lives to open up the village, so the Kingdom of Terraria had to equip them with a knowledgeable guide to guide them on the spot in the form of paper soldiers to become self-reliant.

In view of this unreliable situation, Lyle decided to run a [material processing shop] and charge a small processing service fee, saving the pioneers the time spent learning the production process, and using the Cthulhu shield as a starting point, business is booming.

Lyle glanced at the Goblin Engineer and said disdainfully, "Unlike you, a greedy goblin who can enchant with precision but plays gambling-style enchantments, my fees are very low. ”

"Even Mr. Lyle, who brought me a lot of new trinkets worth enchanting, can't insult my personality." The goblin's face is evil no matter how you look at it, but let's think of it as 'righteous and awe-inspiring'.

Lyle narrowed his eyes and smiled, "...... Do you think I, who can craft weapons, armor, accessories, and potions, will be enchanted? ”

"Uh......" The Goblin Engineer shrunk his neck and smiled as he split the gold coins on the cash register into two halves, implying that the content was clear, "Harmony and fortune, let's exchange enchantment tips when we have time?" ”

"No, as long as someone can enchant them." Lyle waved his hand and refused the hush money, "I didn't even know why you wanted so much money?" One is not tolerated by the original race, the second is unable to live in human towns, and the third is that money cannot buy any good things in such a poor and remote country. ”

If he lived in the royal capital, Lyle would also spend his time making money and strive to hire a group of high-quality maids at a high price, but here in the pioneer village, theoretically he only needs to earn some living expenses, and he doesn't even need research funds, because the materials that the pioneers get will eventually come to him.

Seeing that Lyle didn't want the money, the goblin engineer happily gathered the gold coins back into a pile: "Hehe~ Elves have elven doorways, goblins also have goblin doorways, and there is always a way to spend gold coins~"

"Hmph~ If there are strange goods in the goblin doorway, please introduce them on your behalf." Lyle narrowed his eyes, the goods of the monster camp in the traditional sense were not within the scope of his common sense.

The Goblin Engineer pulled open the drawer, pinched a platinum coin from his two fingers with long nails, and deliberately adjusted the angle left and right: "In that case, Lyle will have to make serious money." ”

“…… There's no way, let's make money on potions. Lyle had no choice but to bow to reality.

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The creation of magic items was time-consuming and laborious, and the newly arrived Lyle worked long hours and intense hours every day for a while, and even Ami couldn't help but worry about his health, and monitored his health under the pretext of delivering food.

But after surviving that period, the weapons, armor, and accessories on the pioneers were basically formed, and they didn't need to be replaced until they got new materials, and he was idle all of a sudden...... Looking back, well, in fact, everyone in the village is idle, the arms dealer tries to make a nurse, the demolition expert and the merchant discuss fishing, Ami rides around on a unicorn, and the guide stands on the fence and shoots arrows at slimes who can't jump.

After all, this is a village built around the pioneers, and during the day when the pioneers are out exploring, their group of villagers have lost their customers, and even if they stay in the shop, they will not have business, and at most they will do business with passing traveling merchants.

Lyle is a little better, unlike the other villagers, he still has the interest of [research], which is both valuable and time-saving. But before that, he had another thing to do - combat training!

"Look at my invincible grapples!" Lyle pointed his hook at the trunk of a large tree not far away.

The hook catapulted out, and the unique structure pierced the trunk of the tree, dragging Lyle through.

"Hah!" Lyle made it to the trunk of the tree and kicked his foot hard, pulling the hook out.

Inspired by the magic, the cloud bottle spewed out a puff of mist, allowing Lyle to perform a double-jump-like motion, and his body suddenly rose upward.

The fall began to appear, and the Spectre Boots spewed a continuous stream of air, pushing Lyle upwards in reverse, high above the canopy.

Whether it's the Ghost Boots or the Cloud Bottle, they can restore the airflow on their own, but it will take a little time, and the fall of Lyle's body this time is unavoidable.

"Perfect—ah!" Lyle, who was going to land on a branch that was in a completely sufficient position, moved half a foot forward due to a mistake in the judgment of the landing point, and suddenly slipped down without stepping steadily.

Rest assured, you can't fall to death, and the time spent falling from the tree is enough for Lyle to generate an emergency buffer airflow with magical power.

“…… Damn it. Lyle sat on the ground and thumped his thigh in frustration.

It would be a lie to say that there is no growth at all, compared to the other villagers who are still running on the ground, Lyle has entered the stage of coming and going; It would be a lie to say that the growth is huge, and to go to the battlefield with this level of movement is really looking for death, and the enemy will not pause the attack because you have fallen yourself.

But what is certain is that he did not reach the qualification line of the Trailblazers, which also shows the strength of the Trailblazers in disguise.

"No...... To admit that this style of fighting is not for me. "Lyle's perseverance is not low, but the results of one month of hard training are not as strong as the results of two days of practice by others, and I really can't blame him.

This is not a hot-blooded man, and there will be no good results for the iron head to develop in a route that is not suitable for him.

"Sure enough, I can only be the most traditional magician, but ......"

However, traditional stake-out mages simply can't survive in the world of Terraria. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)