Trapped Inside the Beta Test World for 1000 Years-Chapter 53 – The purpose is so simple

The Fight Club in Astan City was shut down for reorganization, but it didn't cause much of a stir.
After all, most of the gamblers lingering at the club understood that this place couldn't last forever; its survival depended entirely on Burkeville's whims, and they were already mentally prepared for this.
For them, the biggest impact of the underground casino's closure was that from now on, they'd have to queue up at the noisy arena to buy tickets and watch those chaotic half-orc, Barbarian hybrid slaves fight beasts.
How should I put it? After watching the exciting highlights of the top players, seeing the rookies in the fish pond peck at each other feels like chewing wax.
That's probably the feeling.
So, the gamblers inevitably had some complaints about Burkeville.
But in reality, the Governor didn't even know such a thing had happened. From start to finish, it quietly lay in a submitted by Simon, altered beyond recognition, with phrases like "The trip was uneventful, and the person under investigation was cooperative." The town hall's daily logs were hundreds of pages long, and the Governor, dealing with tens of thousands of matters every minute, couldn't possibly read through them all.
The reason for the shutdown was that Maka had to leave for something. After paying a very small fine, he disappeared.
Xia Ya also knew where he went, partly to plan energy for the base car and partly to verify whether what Xia Ya mentioned was true. When it comes to money, the Mushroom People are more serious than the most meticulous scholars in the world.
The Midas Hand is the dream of all Mushroom People. Although Maka is greedy, he wasn't arrogant enough to plan to swallow it all in one go; he also had some trustworthy friends. Although the friendships of the Mushroom People are built like a house of cards with gold coins, easily collapsing with a slight push, compared to Xia Ya, they were still more trustworthy.
After finishing this matter, Xia Ya rested for three days straight, spending his time at the Lef Workshop.
Life professions don't have experience penalties; as long as you want to practice, you can even become a master of all professions. Xia Ya had done that before, but that was a long time ago.
Even though it was a long time ago, looking at these tools and equipment, he could recall most of the content, and with Lef's meticulousness filling in the details, he became a true master cloud player without lifting a finger—although his life skills panel was as blank as paper, his mouth was that of a genuine master of all professions, eloquently guiding and calculating with machine-like precision.
That afternoon, under Xia Ya's guidance, Lef used up the last of the workshop's materials.
The gears creaked, the tanned leather was pressed through the machine, the tight stitches adhered under the paste, the thread ends flattened, and the intricate patterns on the leather, with their translucent sheen, had the texture of ancient paintings under a frame, exuding a classical beauty.
Xia Ya quietly awaited the result.
At the moment of completion, a 'prefix' would be born, stemming from the intertwining of patterns and materials.
Lef's progress had far exceeded his expectations. He initially thought she was just a wealthy girl with a mine at home, dabbling in various interests with fleeting enthusiasm, but these days of observation made him realize she was a true master of craftsmanship.
She genuinely enjoyed these activities, and once she got into the zone, her handling of tools was precise, and her focused gaze seemed familiar to Xia Ya.
It was as if, in some past cycle, the sword-bearing maid of the Silent Magic City had painted a picture in the same manner, depicting him wielding a sword.
"It's done!"
Lef exclaimed joyfully, pulling Xia Ya back to reality from his wandering thoughts. She took the piece of leather, meant to protect the chest and back, off the rack and turned the identification device on the workbench.
White light scanned the patterns on the leather, and the attributes flowed before them.
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"Refined Leather (Large)"
Leather Material, ID 04156A
Tight III: When used as primary protection, it provides an additional 12% armor value.
Breath Concealment I: Provides 7 points of detection spell resistance, stealth check increased by 5.
Origin: Astan City, Lef Workshop Machine No. 4, Lef.
Recommended Part: Main body of upper body leather armor
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Breath Concealment??
What a divine prefix!
Even though it's only a level I Breath Concealment, it's definitely enough to deal with the detection spells of those elves in Elvenheim. In Xia Ya's memory, this attribute usually required the leather of a shadow beast to produce, so how did a piece of leather bought at the market achieve this?
Could it be that Lef's leatherworking trait is something like 'Free Will' and 'Creativity'?
"It seems I messed up, didn't get 'Disguise' and 'Hypocrisy'... Maybe if I had a reference, it would be better."
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Lef sighed at the panel, looking a bit embarrassed. She hadn't succeeded in the previous dozens of attempts, and now, with the last piece of material, the girl seemed a bit disheartened.
"No, no, no... this is even better."
"Really?"
"I'm not lying."
Xia Ya picked up the leather, his eyes full of admiration.
"Then... did I waste so much material, can we recoup the cost?"
"Easily." Xia Ya laughed.
Behind every successful life player is a mountain of failed materials, and compared to Xia Ya's own past experiences, she was already much stronger; this was hardly wasteful.
It's like the draft paper of a top student being tidier than your exam paper, that's the idea.
Moreover, those dozens of pieces of "failed" refined leather in Lef's eyes could at least fetch more than double the profit if sold, but Xia Ya wanted to wait, for the right time when players flooded into Astan City, which would generate even greater value.
After all, if equipment is lost or broken in NPC hands, it's gone, but if these things flow into players' hands, they can be reused, more durable than second-hand textbooks from college, generating even greater value.
"What does Xia Ya plan to do with this piece of leather?"
"Cut it into three pieces, soften and thin them, and make two leg bands and a choker."
"Ah... ah?"
Lef thought she heard wrong. She always thought this piece of leather with excellent prefixes was meant for armor, but now it was to be cut into accessories...
"Isn't that a waste..."
"You don't understand." Xia Ya explained seriously, "If made into equipment, no matter the part, the effect provided by 'Breath Concealment' only works once, because prefixes from the same material don't stack. But if made into 'accessories', it's different, these things can stack... meaning this piece of leather can provide 21 points of detection spell resistance, stealth check increased by 15, even with the 'prefix interference' rule, it still increases by 16 and 11 points respectively."
Lef quickly took out her notebook to jot it down.
Xia Ya knows so much...
The girl had already accepted this answer and was wholeheartedly admiring the expert, when Yveline gracefully walked in from the backyard.
The Dark Elf's long legs and slim waist, with her alluring brown skin, reminded Lef of the scenery she saw from under the runway.
And...
Wow, her neck is long too, and her collarbones are beautiful... Oh my gosh! Why are there such beautiful people!
Eh?
Two leg bands and a choker...
The girl suddenly realized.
Hey, hey, hey, Xia Ya!!
Your intentions don't seem so pure, do they?!