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Chapter 551

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"Don't worry about him. I'll keep an eye on him for you."

"Mhm, he's doing well. He's healthy and his blood is fresh and delicious. Other than the fact that he's becoming more and more of a homebody, there's nothing wrong with him."

"No, he's not a homebody like me. He's a homebody who's too lazy to go out. If he's addicted to 2D homebodies, I'll be so happy that I won't be worried. Although he's always saying things like 'It's annoying to meet elf assassins when I go out' or 'I'm self-sufficient here, so I'll take advantage of this peaceful time to worry more' as reasons, I can tell that he's a little addicted. Or more accurately, he's gone crazy … "

"This is a good thing? Alright, from the perspective of increasing his strength, this is indeed a good thing. However, his bottom line is a little too low. I'm afraid that he doesn't even know when to step on the brakes … "

"You're saying that this is normal? Then I have nothing more to say. "

Isabella always unknowingly wasted a lot of time on the phone with her hometown. She put down the phone and sighed deeply.

Everything was fine back home … Now that there wasn't even a single enemy in the Harlet Wastelands, there was no reason for things to be bad.

The new leader of the Horned Elephant Tribe had been chosen. It was the leader of a small tribe that no one knew … Alright, everyone knew that in a primitive society that relied on personal prestige, if the leader didn't have any reputation and no one listened to what he said, it was equivalent to having no leader.

It was obvious that this was the result of the interference of the Aishi People. For the outsiders who were destined to be the minority in terms of numbers, it was obviously not a good thing for the locals to have a tribe leader who had too much of a voice. No matter if he was from the Dove Faction or the Hawk Faction, strong or weak, left or right, it was better to have no voice at all.

Political views could be twisted and leaders could be kidnapped. Even if they were content to be a puppet leader, they would still leave behind a political legacy. And this political legacy could possibly fall into the hands of someone with ulterior motives.

In order to avoid possible trouble, they wouldn't even give you a puppet regime …

It was very domineering and unreasonable. However, wasn't this the way of the world? It was too naive to talk about morals, relationships, and things like that at the level of countries and races.

At least, they weren't like the American colonists back in the day, who directly put a bounty on the head and left no one alive.

Cough cough, I digressed. Let's return to the main topic.

Such was the situation in the Harlet Wastelands. The Seymour people did not even have a leader, let alone a political leader. It was inevitable that they would gradually be assimilated into the Aishi People's new society.

As more and more 'planar invaders' and local Ansorenne residents from other regions arrived, the population of the Seymour people would steadily decrease. With the foreign civilization's advantages in entertainment and entertainment, the Aishi conversion process of the Seymour people would be much smoother.

The current situation in the Great Wilderness was like this. They didn't even have an enemy. If the forces of Vila Nova Dônia and the Mist Divine System couldn't develop well, then they might as well retire.

As a core member of this faction, although Lori and the Game Church were busy every day, their standards, organization structure, number of believers, and territory were all steadily increasing.

Just like in an online game, the desperate exploration period had ended, and they had entered the farming period where they would steadily gain benefits as time passed. As long as they showed up on time and did what they needed to do, they would be able to become stronger.

This was a very normal period. They would let the hardworking pioneers receive commendations or take a break to prepare for the next round of exploration. At the same time, they would let a few core members take turns to farm.

In a way, it was also because the drama in his hometown had ended that Rorschach had the chance to come out and take a look. He would study for a while and find some people to settle some troublesome matters.

But despite all this, Isabella was a little annoyed.

"How annoying … those elves."

Although she complained that Rorschach was always hanging around in the laboratory and had no time to play games with her, Isabella, who had matured for her age, knew in her heart that Rorschach didn't really care. What really annoyed her was the elves who were everywhere.

After that duel, both sides had become complete enemies.

But it was obvious that the strength of both sides wasn't equal.

The enemy was strong while the enemy was weak. Hiding and avoiding battle was the correct choice.

Rorschach had long since moved his base and laboratory to a relatively safe dimension. He also left all the purchasing to the mercenaries. He was too lazy to even go out.

Although the Mage Country was relatively lax and didn't have any rules, no country or species would allow random killing on the streets. Magic guilds would also choose specific locations and regions for their fights.

And although the elves couldn't attack you on the streets, they could annoy you and use all sorts of methods to make you unhappy.

If you lacked any materials, you would find that all the first-rate materials had already been purchased. The remaining second-rate materials would even be sold at several times the original price … Rorschach seemed rather foolish to do such a thing. After all, the elves would definitely lose even more money if they randomly purchased and raised the prices. It would also be easy for them to offend other archmages for no reason.

But it was obvious that the elves would rather lose money in order to annoy Rorschach.

"Such boring little tricks. As expected, my mother was right. Petty elves can't even raise their heads. They only know how to use such little tricks to annoy others."

Rorschach told the elves about how the former Elven Empress had slandered the elves. Through a spy, the elves were infuriated.

"Don't panic. Don't fall for his provocation. The fact that he can only use words to attack us means that our trick is quite effective. Ha, any mage who wants to improve will need all sorts of magical experiments as well as gathering materials. He's already trapped in his home and can't leave. If we cut off his materials, heh heh, he's already anxious. "

The "wise" elven archmage could tell that Rorschach was only putting on a strong front but actually weak inside. The workers outside were greatly encouraged as well.

And on the third day, Rorschach made another large purchase order. This order involved more than ten types of precious magical materials.

From the elves' perspective, Rorschach was annoyed and wanted to directly make a large purchase. This would solve the problem of materials for half a year in one go so that they wouldn't be annoyed.

And then … everyone could probably guess what happened next.

After the crazy speculation, the elves were surprised to find that Rorschach's real buyer, Seviala, was crazily selling the materials … In the end, the resources that had increased by 20% compared to half a month ago increased by another 30%. All of this was thrown into the elves' hands.

With this, Rorschach's problem of magical materials for half a year was finally solved. Furthermore, it was sponsored by the elves. If they used it sparingly, they probably wouldn't even need to purchase it.

To put it bluntly, it wasn't worth a single cent. A certain tycoon had inflated the prices in advance and was just waiting for the elves to take over.

"When it comes to money, who would I, Seviala, be afraid of?"

Seviala, who had won a huge victory in that bet with her entire fortune, did indeed have the right to be proud.

It was also because she had tasted the benefits of working with Rorschach that she immediately clicked with him when Rorschach came looking for her.

"Ha, these elves are so innocent and cute. I actually fell for this little scam that I learned from television dramas."

It was understandable that the elves would fall for it. After all, most of the elves here were mages. Scholars were probably the job class that was the furthest from merchants. Furthermore, the common business scams on Earth were still fresh in the eyes of these elves who spent all their time in mage tower laboratories.

And the most important thing was that Rorschach's talent of honesty was once again effective. Rorschach had already used the spy and false information tactic quite well, but the elves still fell for it.

"A scam doesn't need to be so high-end. Finding the right target is the key. Even if you put a bone in the rope, you can still catch a stupid dog. To be more direct … there are too many idiots. There aren't enough scammers!"

And Rorschach's message through the spy made the elven archmages even more furious.

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