"Why are they all Collection Axes? Do you have Collection Pickaxes?" the other party asked.
"Collection Pickaxes?"
Yang Yuan was initially puzzled, then suddenly realized, "Miner?"
"Yes." The other party nodded.
"Take out your Collection Pickaxe and let have a look," Yang Yuan said.
The other party didn’t hesitate and took out the Collection Pickaxe.
Yang Yuan scanned it, disassembled and saved the model, then used materials to print it out and assembled it.
The movents were smooth and flowing. Although the axe and pickaxe were different, their structures weren’t too different, and it was made quickly.
"Sa price, one Earth-level Core," Yang Yuan said.
"Here you go!" That person took out an Earth-level Core, and after finding that the binding on their Collection Pickaxe was indeed permanent, they happily left quickly.
As a result, the number of miners appearing began to increase.
Perhaps seeing that he was fairly amiable and that no one attempted a robbery in the dark, those people no longer hid, revealing themselves one after another to purchase Collection Axes or Collection Pickaxes.
So even tried to chat, but Yang Yuan ignored them, rely observing quietly to see if Zhao Jiayan or Jiang Yiyi would show up.
Unfortunately, by the ti the sky brightened, neither of the two appeared.
Yang Yuan wasn’t anxious. After all, on this fourth-level continent, nothing could harm the two won, especially with the Fire Seed Bracelet that could withstand a strike from Celestial-level Creatures, which was no joke.
Moreover, both won possessed the Evil-breaking Arm Crossbow capable of killing normal Earth’s Limit creatures, so their safety was not a concern.
As the day began, even more people ca to buy Collection Axes and Pickaxes.
It seed people from further away had also heard the news and were rushing over.
Yet due to the long distance, they couldn’t reach imdiately and were still on their way.
Yang Yuan patiently waited, focusing on making money first. Now, he no longer thought Spirit Monster Cores were useless to him.
It was also from today that he noticed his personal experience was increasing at a rapid pace.
Clearly, the people who bought the Collection Axes or Pickaxes last night had already started upgrading their bound tools, and the upgrade speed was brisk.
However, those tools were not only limited by their users’ levels but also by Yang Yuan’s level.
Which ans, if they were at level 41, even if Yang Yuan’s level was higher, their bound tools would be stuck at level 41, unable to upgrade further.
Furthermore, if their level was above 50 but Yang Yuan was still at level 42, similarly, their bound tools couldn’t upgrade as long as Yang Yuan’s level didn’t rise.
In summary, everything depended on Yang Yuan.
In just three days, Yang Yuan sold tens of thousands of tools, earning a hefty profit.
Deep that night, Yang Yuan found that he had run out of human-level materials, and the printer’s experience was sufficient.
He upgraded it straight to level 21 in one go.
Level 21 was already a Second-Order Marvel.
However, like most previous Marvels, after the printer upgraded to Second-Order, its functions rely enhanced its existing characteristics, such as the scan range increasing to a thousand ters, and its ability to scan Divine Charm and Spirituality more accurately.
Additionally, the printer could now print materials with a hardness not exceeding 20 points.
points of hardness!
Truth be told, Yang Yuan had yet to encounter materials that hard.
Even the bones of Earth’s Limit creatures only had a hardness of 15 points.
The hardest parts of Earth’s Limit creatures barely reached 16 points.
Therefore, he speculated that a hardness of 20 points might belong to Celestial-level materials.
This hardness value ratio increases geotrically with each point, not simply one plus one.
...
After upgrading the printer, Yang Yuan imdiately used Earth-level materials to make Collection Axes and Pickaxes.
He had the most Earth-level materials, and a single axe or pickaxe didn’t require much material.
The materials he carried were entirely sufficient to make millions of them.
"Hey, friend..."
In the dead of night, another custor arrived.
Initially, Yang Yuan thought the person was also a miner or woodcutter here to purchase tools.
However, to his surprise, the newcor drew a sword and pointed it at him, saying, "Hand over all the cores on you, and I’ll leave imdiately without hurting you."
Yang Yuan was a bit taken aback, looking at the person in surprise, "Are you an idiot?"
"What did you say?" The person’s face darkened.
"I’m an NPC, why would you think an NPC is afraid of death?" Yang Yuan smiled.
"You really believed it? Ridiculous, it seems you won’t shed tears until you see the coffin!"
The person sneered and suddenly thrust the sword forward.
Several presences suddenly appeared in the dark.
But Yang Yuan was faster, suddenly grabbing the sword and forcefully snapping it.
With a "clang," the longsword broke directly.
"What..."
The robber’s face changed, and his left hand glowed as he struck out a palm.
Yang Yuan struck out with a palm as well.
"Boom——"
A loud explosion erupted as a big explosion occurred there.
Yang Yuan remained unmoved, while the robber was sent flying backward.
"Damn..."
"So strong!"
Many figures in the shadows were taken aback.
Yang Yuan had already put away the printer, which was nearly blown away, standing there aiming a cold smile at the robber who was blown thousands of ters away.
He was unhard, not exuding any aura of a strong person, looking like an ordinary person.
Perhaps it was precisely for this reason that guy thought he was an easy target?
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