The collapse of the magic material market in Hollevin didn't affect the normal lives of ordinary people.
After all, most people would be satisfied as long as they could eat their fill and wear warm clothes. Moreover, the crop yield in this world was quite high. Even if there were no Druids, as long as there was an acre of land, it would be enough to feed a family of a few people. However, the problem was that the territories and nobles exploited the ordinary people too much.
Sixty percent of the income was already a noble with a conscience.
Eighty percent was common.
Now the price of magic materials in all of Hollevin had reached a high level. In the end, Roland was also affected by the price increase.
Although he could ask the rich to send several kinds of magic materials to practice, the problem was that the Magic Tower needed other magic materials besides the few enchantments.
There were many students in the magic school who also needed magic materials to learn some basic spells.
For example, Illumination required the tails of fireflies, which were almost worthless and could be found all over the mountains in the summer.
But when the students practiced the basic spell Illumination, they would need a lot of it.
Usually, one gold coin was enough for a school to use for half a month, but now the price was three times higher, and the inventory was low, so they couldn't buy more even if they wanted to.
They were all hoarding.
Because the fire had finally spread to him.
Roland looked at the report that Vivian handed over and sighed helplessly.
After thinking for a long time, Roland posted on the forum.
"I've made some progress in magic practice recently. I've been in seclusion for half a year and will stop accepting enchantment requests."
After this post came out, the forum was full of mockery.
"Tsk, Roland is scared and deliberately hyped the market. How much money did he make?"
"Probably almost a thousand gold coins."
There were many similar sarcastic replies.
Of course, there were also supporters.
"You're a good kid to correct your mistakes. Next time you do something big, consider the consequences first. You're the strongest Mage among the players, and your every move can shake the entire player community."
The person who replied was Roland's friend on the forum, Almighty O 'Neal.
"It's okay, I haven't gathered all the materials anyway, and I probably won't be able to in half a year."
"I'll come back to you in half a year."
A few days after this post appeared, the magic material market in Hollevin finally stopped rising, and the overall price was slowly declining.
But only a few materials were still slowly rising.
That was the material needed for the Auto-Repair enchantment.
The players weren't stupid. They knew all too well what the "hard currency" enchantment was.
The other [Sharpening Skill] and [Weapon Reinforcement] were just a superposition of attributes. Only the effect of [Automatic Recovery] was a special effect that truly broke through common sense.
As for the other enchantment materials, he would try to hoard as many as he could. The effect of the equipment's auto-repair was too great. He couldn't give up on it.
This was especially true for those with exquisite equipment. They were still trying their best to collect the auto-repair materials without stopping.
Charles benefited the most out of all the players.
Under his orders, the Cornucopia Chamber of Commerce had been collecting materials for the Auto-Repair enchantment.
Now one-third of the materials in Hollevin had been purchased by them.
He also began to travel to other countries, intending to collect materials for self-repair enchantments from other countries.
While Roland was helping Charles make fourteen pieces of equipment and taking a day off, Douglas came to him.
He told her about how Charles was frantically collecting materials.
Then he continued, "Roland, after forming a material monopoly, I'm worried that Charles will use this material to threaten you to work for him in the future. Charles is a person who values his interests above all else. "
Roland waved his hand indifferently.
"I reckon that in this world, the number of people who know how to use [Automatic Recovery] can be counted on one hand." Roland paused and continued, "And that's on the bright side. By my own guess, there may be no more than three people who can do the auto-repair technique, and that's including me. So … no matter how many materials Charles hoards, it doesn't make much sense. After all, there's a limit to the output, and the more materials he has, the more he'll have to digest later, and the more he'll lose. "
Douglas nodded.
He was quite impressed by Roland.
In fact, most player Mages were quite impressed by Roland.
After all, he was a pioneer among players.
"It's good that you have your own ideas."
Leaving this sentence, Douglas returned to his manor.
This was just a small interlude. Roland spent the next half a month helping Charles enchant equipment.
As he became more and more proficient in the auto-repair technique, Roland's success rate increased, and now he could succeed with an average of 1.3 enchantments.
So the enchantment time was greatly reduced.
In contrast, Roland became more and more adept at using causal magic.
Unhindered Communication, which originally lasted only about 14 hours, skyrocketed to 24 hours.
One day and one night.
It was a pity that Roland couldn't find more causal spell models, otherwise he would've gone to learn more and see if he could make a new breakthrough.
The insights that could be learned by relying on Automatic Recovery alone were almost the limit.
Half a month later, Roland delivered the goods to Charles.
The place of delivery was in the Magic Tower.
Charles nodded in satisfaction after inspecting the equipment one by one, then he sat opposite Roland and said with a smile, "The equipment is perfect, I'm very satisfied. You're very skilled. "
"Thank you," Roland said indifferently.
He felt that this Charles, it seemed, was more stubborn and arrogant than the last time they met.
"Are you really not going to work on equipment for the next six months?" Charles asked.
Roland nodded.
He posted on the forum that he wanted to work on equipment for nothing more than free practice materials. Now that he had almost mastered the auto-repair technique, there was no need to work so hard. Not only did he mess up the price of magic materials in the entire market, but he was also hated by many players. It was unnecessary.
Douglas and Charles' two deals earned 480 gold coins just from the processing fees alone, and if the remaining excess materials were counted, he earned at least 700 gold coins.
Even if he had to support a magic school without any other income, it was enough to burn for a decade.
Besides, the taxes in Delpon, the income from the Magic Tower industry itself, and the unlimited amount of gold coins sent over from the sand eagles added up to a small sum every month, and he had temporarily gotten out of the economic crisis.
"What a waste," Charles said. "At such a good time to make money, you don't strike while the iron is hot and make more money, but instead stop … There's no need to pay attention to those people on the forum who are barking. Most of the time, earning money is ability. Rich people will always have people to suck up to, and most people won't care where your money comes from. "
Roland frowned slightly, but then he said, "I'm just a little tired, and I really have learned something. I need to go into seclusion and study quietly for a while."
Charles shook his head and said, "Your economic mindset won't do. Opportunities, opportunities, such things as opportunities, once they come, have to be seized, or they will slip away."
Roland looked at him quietly. He felt that the other party had more to say.
"It's easy if you're just worried about the materials," Charles continued. Sure enough, Charles continued, "I've already had my chamber of commerce get the materials for the automatic repair enchantment, which is about a third or more of all of Hollevin."
Roland froze. "So the magic materials have such a big fluctuation, it's your chamber of commerce's doing."
"Piece of cake, piece of cake." Charles' chubby face had a smug gleam. "I think we can cooperate."
Roland froze for a moment. He suddenly remembered what Douglas had said to him a dozen days ago.
So effective?
"How do we cooperate?" Roland couldn't help but ask.
"I'll provide the materials." Charles leaned forward slightly and said with a somewhat excited expression, "You're responsible for the processing, and then I'll take the equipment to customers to sell. One-stop service, how about that? At that time, we can monopolize the entire Hollevin, and even the entire world's automatic repair equipment market. "
"So how much money can I get?"
"I'll be responsible for the materials, the channels, and the customers." Charles looked at Roland with burning eyes. "You just have to be responsible for the processing and nothing else. Five gold coins for a piece of equipment, how about that? If the customer is satisfied, we can raise the price. Of course, if the customer is not satisfied, the processing fee has to be reduced. "
Roland froze for a moment, then chuckled.
This Charles' idea was really interesting.
According to what he said, it seemed that Roland was indeed very relaxed. As long as he processed the equipment, he didn't have to do anything else, and collecting five gold coins would be very profitable.
But he forgot that Roland was the real upstream of the industry.
Why should I work for you, even if you have the materials, the customers, and the channels.
But I don't lack this bit of money.
Roland shook his head and said, "Sorry, not interested. I'm really not that short of money right now."
Charles' expression was a little unhappy. "Almost all the materials in Hollevin are with me. In the future, if you want to make automatic repair equipment, you'll have to find me. And I don't believe that you're the only one in all of Hollevin who has the technology to automatically repair equipment. As I said, such opportunities don't come by all the time. "
"Then you can go find someone else who knows automatic repair technology," Roland said calmly. "I really don't have the time."
Charles' expression grew more and more unhappy, but then he smiled again. "It's a pity that you're just an ordinary person, too. You don't even want to take the opportunity that's in your hands, don't dare to take it. Brother, a man has to dare to fight, or else his achievements in life won't be high. "
Roland put his hands together. "I think I'll always be a little higher than you."
Roland's expression was calm, but there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
Charles' expression froze, then became a little angry.
He stood up, took a deep look at Roland, then shook his head again and turned to leave the Magic Tower.
Roland stood at the window, watched Charles leave the Magic Tower Square, and threw a bell.
Vivian walked in.
Roland said to her, "Send someone to the Mercenary Guild and pay them to help me look up information on the Golden Sons, the more detailed the better."
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