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Chapter 39. I’ve picked up a treasure.

Rylai was very well-behaved.

He did not know what had happened, why the man who had been so fierce to him had suddenly run out nervously, and why even the boss of the workshop looked so scared…

However, she felt an inexplicable sense of peace, as if she suddenly had someone to rely on.

It was just like when she was a child when she was bullied to the point of tears, and her mother suddenly rushed over to hug her.

However, Char was a man, and he was different from her mother. Her mother would help her wipe her tears and comfort her. Char only touched her head and told her to cry hard. Once her tears dried up, she would not be able to cry anymore.

It was a terrible comforting technique, but it was very effective.

“Come over here for a moment and let me check your skill list.”

‘Uhm, is he calling me?’

Rylai was stunned for a second and immediately ran over.

The brown-skinned woman with big breasts and long ears was still staring at her as if she was trying to find a flower on her face.

Was she Char’s companion?

Even though she was confused, she did not forget to show Char the skill list.

“You are…”

Char’s expression gradually turned dull, as if he had discovered a new continent.

What did he just see? An all-rounder profession player?

Did she not save the injured for a day and a night?

Level 3 Sewing, Tanning, Tailoring, Cutting, Gardening, Planting, Cooking, and Alchemy?

Did she have 240 hours a day?

Char had once thought that this person was someone like him who had overturned the game, or that he had transmigrated from the future and had mastered a set of methods to increase her skill proficiency!

Was she a human? How could she learn so many things?

“Char?” Rylai waved her hands nervously. “What’s wrong with me? Is my account useless? Can I even pay back the money?”

Char suddenly grabbed her wrist, and Rylai shrieked.

“What’s with your skill list?”

“I… I practiced it… It’s not difficult… Did I do something wrong?”

“No. Tell me how you did it.”

“I’ll just follow the NPC’s tutorial once. Once I master it, I’ll be at level 2 with full experience. I’m best at taking care of patients, so once I master it, I’ll be at level 4.”

Char was dumbfounded.

Just by following the NPC’s tutorial once, he would be able to gain full experience at level 2…

It sounded like she knew all of this in reality.

He could still understand gardening, tailoring, cooking, and planting…

Even Tanning and Alchemy were also brought into the game. Was she a witch from the middle ages?

“Do you also… Do alchemy in real life?”

“I’ve done a chemistry experiment! There’s no difference!”

“What about tanning?”

“I have a friend whose family makes bags. They opened a retro studio, and I’ve experienced it for a while…”

“So gardening, tailoring…”

“They’re interesting, aren’t they?

“That’s why I hired a teacher to teach me!”

Char was speechless.

No, it was not interesting at all! To learn whatever she wanted to learn, with interest rather than being able to make a living as her number one requirement… She must be from a rich family, right?

Char could not rule out this possibility.

He threw these realistic things to the back of his mind and focused on the topic that Evelyn could understand.

“You’re a genius, Rylai.”

“Thank you for the compliment! Hehe…”

“Do you want to become stronger?”

“Uh?”

“You can casually create a divine weapon, and then the players will fight to kneel and lick your boots.”

“Uh…”

It did not work?

“You can make the most beautiful clothes and wear whatever you want. Those women will be so jealous!”

“I want! I really want to!”

“That’s good.” Char smiled. “I’ll buy this workshop. You can continue to practice your skills here. I’ll pay for the materials. Not a problem.”

“You’ve already helped me a lot!”

“I’m just helping you out of convenience. This is my original plan. Don’t worry, I’ll also ask you for help.”

“That’s good.” Rylai patted her chest. “What do you want me to do?”

“Focus on leveling up and pay more attention to the suffix of your armor. Just use the ‘Camouflage’ suffix for your armor.” Char said worriedly, “I mean, if there’s a suffix, you need to keep it.”

“Camouflage… Alright, I’ll remember it!” She said.

Rylai took out a small notebook and wrote it down.

Although the topic had returned to the game, it was a topic of creation, so neither Ghani nor Evelyn could understand. The latter only felt that Char had suddenly heaved a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

The former, on the other hand, was a little unhappy after standing there for so long.

“Hey, how long are you guys going to stay in my shop? Even if Simon wants to transfer his shares to you, he won’t be doing it now, right?”

Char glanced at him, then looked behind him.

After he showed a little curiosity, Ghani had been blocking the drawer.

“Evelyn…” Char said in a flirting tone.

“Don’t be so disgusting.”

Evelyn rolled her eyes at him. She understood Char’s meaning and moved like a ghost, arriving in front of the drawer in the blink of an eye.

“Left side, third from the bottom up. Thank you.”

The Dark Elf pulled the drawer open, but after taking a glance, she closed it immediately.

She pouted and glared at Char.

“What’s that?”

“How could you guys go through other people’s things without asking for permission?”

Only then did Ghani nervously block the drawer.

He was so frightened that his face turned pale, like something bad had been found out by his parents

“Don’t worry, no one will know, and I won’t say anything.”

Char consoled him, even though he did not seem to be sincere.

“What’s that…”

Rylai looked around curiously.

“Don’t ask.”

Evelyn pressed her head back down, then caressed Char’s back and whispered into his ear, “What’s that?”

“Don’t ask”

Char patted her hand.

A few minutes later, Simon ran over, panting. He transferred 15% of his shares to Char for free and did not collect any money.

It was also a coincidence that Char knew about this secret. It was split into two, and half came from a level 60 quest. Burwell had died in battle, and he recalled this matter before he died. The Light Elves could read people’s memories before they died, so some NPCs had extracted this story.

The other half was Simon’s self-narration before he died. It was also a level 50 or so quest. When the two were combined, there was a story.

If he threatened Simon with a story that would be of little value in the later stages, he could even get his house in the city center, let alone 15% of the shares.

However, Simon was a venomous snake. The more he asked for, the more he would want. This small gain was not enough to arouse his strong hostility. At most, Simon would investigate Char.

Let him be. The words of God’s Chosen One were enough.

Even though he had too few shares, he had no right to ask about things like upgrading the business or changing the type of business. He could not even change the name of the workshop, but he could assign tasks directly.

This time, he did not need to threaten Ghani. He could directly hire players or NPCs to engage in production.

Rylai would stay here and complete her daily tasks, which would give her experience and money.

Char threw in 200 gold coins to the module, and the material procurement for the Reeves’ Workshop would operate on its own, so he did not have to worry about it.

“Alright, good luck.”

Rylai nodded. “Thank you! I will repay you!”