Chapter 445 - There“s No Need for Tha (1/2)

It was no wonder the second-generation rich were so excited to finally find a place where they could dump money.

What was the most important thing about playing the game?

Pleasure!

Enjoyment!

To do things that couldn’t be done in the real world.

There was no need to mention things like buying a house and car, or having women on both arms. They’d played with these things so much that there was no sense of novelty since long ago.

What did they want in such a realistic world?

To travel the world with a sword in hand, enjoy heroism like singing, and no one daring to disobey their orders.

However, after entering the game, they found that this world was overly realistic, and after losing the powerful ability to dump money, they weren’t much better than ordinary players. Even with a large amount of money in the real world, they still couldn’t find a place to spend it.

What?

Eat, drink, and party?

How could this world compare to the real world in terms of pleasure!

Only by playing with magic, practicing swordsmans.h.i.+p, and commanding the world could their interests be piqued.

The problem was that most of the people who came into the game were very smart and were considered to be the elites of society. Even if the rich kids were outstanding, they still only had one brain. The connections that rich kids were intensely proud of also couldn’t be used here.

It was still the same even if they invested money to build a guild.

After all, the truly elite players were almost always the type that could take on ten people alone.

The likes of Roland and Schuck could even take on dozens of average players without a problem.

Moreover, it was very difficult to recruit elite-level players.

In reality, there might also be various reasons why the average players would temporarily bow their heads to the dignitaries, accompanying them at every opportunity and playing along, but which one of them wasn’t holding back in their hearts, waiting for the opportunity to stand out on top? Inside the game, this pride would be completely released: did the second-generation rich have power in-game? Can you still start a guild? It’s not any worse than relying on an NPC, and no one wants to spoil you or lick your boot stinky boots.

In short, the game experience of the rich wasn’t bad—after all, they had money—but it wasn’t great either.

They couldn’t call the shots or receive all kinds of adulations like in previous games.

Now that Roland had posted that he could help with enchanting, they took a look at the enchantment effects, which were all quite practical, especially auto-repair listed near the end, triggering their covetous eyes

What did players fear the most in this realistic world?

Dying and losing experience?

No, the damage to equipment of the finest quality.

The finest equipment got through great difficulty, or obtained from quests, if robbed, could still be retrieved somehow, but if broken, the owners could only really cry to death.

This was why auto-repair was something that almost everyone wanted.

Playing the game up till now, the rich naturally had one or two superb pieces of equipment.

But at a glance at the crafting fee Roland offered, most people were dumbfounded.

No one said that Roland was lacking in conscience or anything, because from the material estimates Roland gave, the total cost of these enchantments was around one hundred gold coins, and with the crafting fee, it was around one hundred and twenty gold coins. High-cost materials would have high processing fees; after all, the cost of the failed item had to be taken into account.

This wasn’t a price the average person could afford, but the rich could.

Was the best equipment worth so much?

It was!

Again, in a certain turn-based game with Journey to the West as its theme, it was easy to auction off a piece of top-quality equipment for a million yuan.

What if it was this game instead?

A realistic game?

Besides, the enchantment effects Roland offered could turn a lesser fine quality item into a truly fine quality item, and truly fine quality items into epic items.

There was a reason why it was expensive.

The rich were average in other abilities, but they knew how to spend their money.

Roland’s forum account had already rejected the vast majority of people’s private messages, so Roland said the rules after his post.

“Bring your own materials, meet me at Delpon. Enchanting up to three pieces of equipment a week, first come first serve.”

A monopoly business could be that arrogant.

Hollevin was a small country on the edge of the world, probably about the same status as Myanmar, with little resources, no transportation (geographic benefits), and no technological capabilities (magic).

In such a small country, there were no real technological (magic) talents.

Roland, on the other hand, was the tip-top magic talent of this small country.

The strongest and only one.

In all of Hollevin, only Roland knew how to do it.

Of course, the Fareins Kingdom, the Desert Kingdom, Froststar Kingdom, and other super large countries also had talents that were more exceptional than Roland.

But the question was… could you get a meeting with them?

In this feudalistic setting where merchants were only a little bit more powerful than ordinary people and small aristocrats were able to raid huge merchants, no matter how rich you were, if you didn’t have status or a referral, they wouldn’t even glance at you twice.

This was true of the n.o.bles of small countries, not to mention the high-level Mages of large countries, who were on par with the great n.o.bles, and many high-level Mages, who were themselves of great n.o.ble backgrounds, were even prouder.

They would rather not earn your twenty gold coins than be belittled by people of the same cla.s.s who would say that they actually bent over backward for the money of a yokel.

In secret, n.o.bles were shameless and could do anything, but on the surface, their reputation in their cla.s.s—the reputation of their status at stake—could never be broken.

This was their confidence in staying lofty.

After posting, Roland got off the forum, and then he just waited for the rich to send money and practice materials over.

Then, he started to delve into magic sword creation and auto-repair technique.

Especially with auto-repair, he touched a threshold, but the success rate was still not high.

That ethereal, esoteric feeling didn’t occur very often.

The study went on into the night again.

A flock of rather round, smooth-furred fat bats flew in through the window and appeared as a mature woman in a black dress.

She walked over to Roland and said grudgingly, “I also want powerful magic equipment.”

Roland looked at her and said, “Andonara is my woman, Vivian is pretty much the same, but you… are just an employee. Besides, I don’t know you very well.”

“I can be your woman too…”

Swis.h.!.+

A blue sword flew in from outside and swept right past Christina’s ear, pinning it to the back wall.

A woman suddenly appeared at the window, blue flames slowly fading, bright gold braids swaying in the night air.