Chapter 106: Departure to Troll Valley

  The most important point was that after successfully crafting the ented longsword, a pleasant notification sounded in Matthew's ears:

  "Ding! Ented longsword successfully crafted. Magic item crafting level +2, now at 100!"

  "Advanced magic item crafting: Increases magic item crafting success rate by 20%, with a 5% ce of crafting enhanced magic items."

  With a raised eyebrow of surprise, Matthew rubbed the slightly glowing ented longsword and turned his attention to the remaining materials and equipment.

  It was time to spend gold s and boost skills again!

  Happy times!

  ...

  "Bang!"

  The untrolled magic surged wildly, tearing open cracks iurdy longsword, which then exploded.

  Sharp fragments flew in all dires uhe explosive force.

  Some hit the magic shield, causing ripples before cttering harmlessly to the ground with a series of "ding ding" sounds.

  Other metal shards embedded themselves into the rocky floor, creating small craters upon impact.

  Such destructive power—without the protective magic shield, Matthew would have surely been bleeding.

  "Tsk tsk, having a doppelganger is really handy; o risk my own skin anymore."

  With a wave of his hand, Matthew cast "Mending" and "ing."

  The shattered longsword remnants were ed up, and the workbend floor were restored.

  As for the broken scraps, they wouldn’t be sent back for remelting but rather fed to the kobolds with their voracious appetites to dispose of the evidence.

  In maintaining secred cealing his power, Matthew remained as cautious as ever.

  Failing at crafting didn’t dampen Matthew's spirits; instead, it provided valuable lessons, helping him avoid the same mistakes in future attempts.

  With the help of his system's dispy and his accumuted experience, Matthew was making rapid progress in magic item crafting.

  The frequency of failures steadily decreased, and othew made a mistake, he rarely repeated it.

  Fully focused, Mattheed substantial rewards for his efforts.

  In just oernoon...

  He successfully crafted 30 ented ons and pieces of equipment.

  Though he still experienced 20 failures, he raised his magic item crafting level to 122.

  Moreover, Matthew had now pletely mastered the process of enting with Tier 1 spells.

  "Too bad Mountain's skill level isn't high enough; otherwise, I could have him hahe crafting of ented items."

  In just oernoon, with a 60% success rate, Matthew ed 1,250 gold s' worth of materials.

  However, the 30 successful ented items could easily be sold for 5,000 gold s, ing him a profit of 3,750 gold s!

  An astonishing number!

  At present, Bay Vilge held 800 troll captives, with 200 trolls "voluntarily donating blood" each day.

  Mountain’s produ of blood-replenishing potions had exceeded 7,000 bottles, and after setting aside some for ste and personal use, the pure profit was around 3,000 gold s.

  While the profit margin for crafting ented items was lower, the overall profit was much higher!

  Moreover, uhe retively cheap blood-replenishing potions, ented items, although not affordable for every adventurer, always sold well!

  If Mountain's magic item crafting skill increased, he could mass-produted equipment just like he did with the potions.

  Mountain’s daily output alone could bring in tens of thousands of gold s for Bay Vilge!

  Matthew swallowed hard, shaking off this unrealistic thought for now.

  Based on Mountain's current growth rate, it would take him at least two more years to reach advanced-level magic item crafting.

  There's still a long way to go!

  Matthew decided to stop crafting ented items for now, as it no longer tributed to his magic item crafting skill.

  After leaving the b, Matthew had dinner.

  With some time left in the day, he checked in on Liana and the other children with potential for spellcasting.

  Those who worked hard were rewarded.

  Those who scked off and ed their studies had their parents informed by Ralph, ensuring they would receive some "loving disciplihat evening.

  Matthew the some time cheg on Yaya, who was fast asleep.

  She was in a stage of rapid growth, and all she needed was energy, supplies, nutrition, and sleep.

  Matthew made good use of the remaining time by heading to the underground training room, where he practiced various spells on training dummies.

  He trained until all his mana was depleted.

  Afterward, he studied several spell scrolls he had not yet learned, memorizing the critical spell models.

  Before bed, Matthew would meditate for about two hours, strug the new spell models.

  Finally, after a busy day, Matthew cast several alert spells outside his bedroom ao sleep.

  He had no time to waste!

  Five days ter.

  Bright sunlight streamed through the yered clouds, illuminating the open fields.

  Crystal-clear river water flowed into the tens of thousands of acres of recimed nd.

  Farmers excitedly watched as the water coursed through the crisscrossing els, their eyes full of delight.

  From afar, Ralph turned his gaze from the approag caravan and looked at the ly lined-up farmers. In a loud but gentle voice, he said:

  "Remember, you are not only w for the lord but also for the territory and for yourselves!"

  "The more nd we recim, the more you will receive. The better the nd is cultivated, the greater your harvest will be..."

  With just a few words, Ralph had stirred the farmers' enthusiasm.

  Uhe dire of their teams, they herded oxeheir tools, and worked methodically.

  Meanwhile, in the distance...

  The soldiers, seeing the transformation of the fields, curiously discussed it among themselves.

  "Are they pnning to grow rice? Why not wheat?"

  "I know this! My dad said rice be harvested twice a year, but wheat only once..."

  "Wow, rice be harvested twice a year? Really?"

  "How do you not know this?"

  "They’re from the west. We in the east eat more rice, but other pces don't..."

  "Why not? Rice is pretty tasty!"

  "This goes back over a thousand years. This area used to belong to an empire in the east, but for some reason, they withdrew..."

  "..."

  Hearing this, Matthew paused from reviewing the Troll Valley map, his thoughts wandering.

  He khat the Eastern Empire, thousands of years ago, hadn’t pletely withdrawn, leaving some of its people behind to thrive here.

  However, a few hundred years ago, this region and its people were fully absorbed into the heril Empire.

  Matthew felt a pang ret. Whether in the game or now, he’d never had the ce to explore the mysterious Eastern Empire as different ndscapes.

  But Matthew quickly shook off the thought, fog on the skull-marked danger zones on the map, his mind rag:

  "The area where the magical pnt konjac grows is also inhabited by a group of ogres?"

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