The next day, two new tasks appeared on the players' task list: collecting materials to build a ship and going to Dragonborn Village to retrieve goods.
While marveling at the senior's foresight, [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] immediately accepted the task. Accompanying him on the cart to pick up the goods was [ Good Times Don't Last ], who had planned to buy another batch of saws after seeing the shipbuilding commercial space.
On the swaying carriage, [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] looked at [ Good Times Don't Last ] lying in the carriage with his eyes closed and asked:
"Dude, how's your business with the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] going lately?"
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] He opened his eyes and looked at the player who was the same age as him:
"That's fine, just earning a meager living..."
[ The Good Times Don't Last long] He sighed and said:
"Actually, if we calculate it carefully, we are not losing money, but that's the problem. We earn too little, which is not proportional to the time we invest."
"Just like before you qualified for the game, we got a batch of clothing, and we still have four or five pieces that haven't sold... not to mention the iron tools from the second batch."
"We might have to wait until another batch of new players arrives before we can clear out these tools, but who knows how long that will be."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] listened attentively and summarized:
"So you haven't actually lost money yet, or rather, you haven't lost much, but you're just stuck with losses?"
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] Nodding:
"Yes, that's right. In order to clear out these things, the two of us went around selling them, which took a lot of time, making our upgrades slower than the others."
"But we can't do it otherwise. What if those things suddenly go down in price one day? Then we're all doomed."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] nodded, then asked:
"Then why don't you open a shop?"
What did you say?
"I said, it's good that you two are going around trying to sell your products, but why don't you open a shop and start selling them?"
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] Making a bear-like gesture with outstretched hands:
"You don't even need a storefront. Just set up a small stall, find a cloth to display your goods, and when the city management officers come... oh, if there aren't any city management officers, then put up two more stalls in front of the stall... oh, and there's no QR code for payment... well, that's the general idea."
[ The Good Times Don't Last long] He shook his head repeatedly:
"That won't work either. Not only would we be tied up in money, but we'd also be tied up in time. We might as well do it now."
"So I haven't finished yet. Actually, this kind of thing isn't hard to solve. You should hire someone, like those deformed villagers living in tents. They just sunbathe and drink water all day, living a very comfortable life. Why not find them something to do?"
"Huh?"
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] He subconsciously uttered a sound of surprise and fell into a daze, the player in front of him saying...
That makes so much sense!
That's absolutely right. I'll discuss it with the [ Shit Appraisal Master ] when I get back today.
This time, it's a designated line!
The rickety carriage arrived at Dragonborn Village, and the two quickly obtained the items Ed had given them for his quest.
It was a very strange set of armor. Although it was hollow, it was rough and clumsy, and it didn't look like equipment prepared for humans at all. It looked like it could even fit Xilǐ'er inside.
The metallic color of the armor components is not uniform; the color blocks are as conspicuous as patches on clothing.
What's even more striking is the surface texture. Those textures are intricate and complex, not like simple decorations. Even the patched parts have those textures re-engraved.
The two men carried the massive armor pieces onto the cart one by one, [ their Lion Hidden in the Eyes's ] casually asking:
"What exactly is this?"
[ Good Times Don't Last long] Shaking head:
"I don't know. It hasn't appeared in the previous episodes. It was just a piece of junk when it appeared, and we don't know what it's for."
The Dragonborn Village was standing to the side watching the two load the armor onto the cart, exclaimed in surprise:
"You really don't know what this is?"
The two exchanged a glance, then, thinking of the strange engravings on the armor, asked:
You know?
The Dragonborn Village nodded:
"This thing is an alchemical golem, recorded in the books passed down from our ancestors. Although we can't create it now, we can still repair it."
Alchemy Golem?
It seems to be Ed's secret weapon...
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] He nodded, took a few photos, and quickly posted them on the forum. "Click here to see Ed's big secret".
Anticipating what was about to happen, he quickly turned off the forum notifications and began to focus on comparing prices from different vendors to buy saw blades.
On the other side, [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] also looked at the village chief:
"Do you have a moment? I have some questions for you."
The village chief looked around and, finding no one else, said in confusion:
"Go ahead and ask. What do you need from me?"
I want to become Dragonborn.
"What?"
I said I wanted to become Dragonborn.
The village chief looked at him like he was an idiot:
"This young man seems to have some mental issues..."
[ With Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] he said firmly:
"I'm serious, I even asked Seraphina."
The moment the name Seraphina was uttered, the village chief immediately knelt down on one knee.
"I will obey my master's orders."
At that moment, [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] felt like a royal eunuch in an ancient drama, with ministers preparing to receive the imperial decree in front of him.
Suppressing the urge to squint and scream, he imitated Seraphina's nonchalant, languid tone:
"If you want to be one, then be one. Why are you telling me? Go to the village chief in Dragonborn Village and talk to him."
The Dragonborn before him spoke respectfully:
"I obey."
He immediately stood up, and his expression towards the Lion Hidden in the Eyes became much more resolute.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Xisuo, and I am the current Dragonborn Village."
"My name is [ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], nice to meet you."
"Me too. It seems you really want to become a Dragonborn, but I still need to make it clear to you that becoming Dragonborn doesn't just grant physical strength; it also shortens your lifespan. Each time you transform into a half-dragon, your human form becomes weaker, and eventually you'll either die or turn into a half-dragon monster and then die."
What an exciting concept! This is exactly what "bloodshed" looks like! This is exactly what I've been waiting for!
As for shortening lifespan?
Sorry, I'm a player, I don't fall for that!
Go ahead and complain to the game system.
The look in his eyes, Lion Hidden in the Eyes, showed no sign of backing down; instead, it grew even more resolute.
Xisuo sighed slightly upon seeing this, knowing he had done all he could.
"If you are truly determined, I will take you to our altar."
[ With Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] he said with a serious expression:
I have made up my mind.
He had made up his mind—ever since reading a novel from decades ago, he had become very interested in "dragons" from Western fantasy.
Now, in a game like this, with such an opportunity presented to him, [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] simply cannot refuse.