Chapter 428 The Capitalist Crafter
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The trades went incredibly smoothly. As if terrified Riley would change her mind, the two players transferred the blueprint permissions and a pile of rare, magic–pulsing materials within seconds.
Polar Mink’s Eyeballs, High Clarity Crystals, Frost Bear’s Scapulas, Century–Old Ice Marrow…
Looking at the precious materials piling up on her workbench, Riley wasted no time, sorting and draggin them straight into the control panel’s processing threads.
Production Slot 1: Tactical Recon Goggles.
Production Slot 2: Tactical Recon Goggles.
Production Slot 3: Winter’s Solid Ice Pauldrons.
Twenty minutes later.
A blinding purple light flashed three consecutive times.
Riley stepped forward and picked up the two pairs of goggles. Just as expected, the bonus stat mechanic triggered again.
Aside from the base Night Vision (enhances visibility in dark environments) stat…
The first pair rolled Eagle Eye (Dynamic vision improved by 30%). The second pair rolled Illusion Breaker (Resists illusions, reveals blurred silhouettes of stealthed units).
Riley sent the less–needed Eagle Eye goggles over to the client first, telling him the rest were still being crafted.
Honestly, Riley just wanted to wait for the third pair to finish so she could compare the stats and decide which one to keep for herself.
After setting the third pair of goggles and the second pauldron to craft, Riley glanced up at the already finished shoulder armor.
Winter’s Solid Ice Pauldrons Stats: Constitution +12, Strength (2. Fixed Stat: Solid Ice Shield (Chance to inflict frostbite on the attacker when hit by physical attacks). Mutated Stat: Freezing Backlash (Slightly reflects physical damage when hit by melee physical attacks).
This pauldron’s special stat synergized perfectly with her Vitality Siphon windbreaker. Riley decided to keep it
She tried equipping it Instantly, two crystalline ice pauldrons radiating chilling white mist materialized
on her shoulders.
Looking at the heavy armor that aggressively clashed with her windbreaker, Riley chuckled helplessly. She toggled the pauldron to “hidden” in her equipment interface, allowing her to reap the stat boosts without walking around looking ridiculous.
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Chapter 428 The Capitalist Crafter
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Another twenty minutes later, the new goggles and pauldron popped out. After comparing the stats, Riley sent the two newly crafted pieces over to the respective clients via the trade system.
The clients didn’t feel ripped off in the slightest for burning all their materials on a single commission. On the contrary, they felt like they’d won the lottery by scoring gear with bonus stats.
Riley didn’t waste time on idle chatter, simply asking them to pay up the agreed–upon extra fee for the bonus stats.
WolfInTheWind screamed through his keyboard in sheer joy, astounded that she actually folled Eagle Eye. He admitted he thought she was bluffing, praising her skills and eagerly promising to pay double even if it bankrupted him, attaching several groveling actions.
“Awesome, awesome, awesome! Trading the mats over right now!” SnowfieldRanger replied.
The two were so swimming in the euphoria of scoring god–tier purple gear that the thought of bailing on the bill never even crossed their minds. Plus, they had signed system contracts anyway, making it pretty tough to dine and dash.
Even if they did try to flake, Riley could just use them to make an example out of someone. With her current strength, she was more than capable.
Over the next few hours after collecting her mats, Riley took a few more orders. Since there wasn’t any gear that fit her needs, she just kept farming raw materials.
The server channel blew up because of it. The bold clients who had commissioned her ran straight to the chat to violently flex their new bonus–stat purple gear, showering Riley in endless, breathless praise as if words were free.
With living proof practically shoved in their faces, the fence–sitters gradually started to believe the hype.
Riley’s DMs instantly exploded.
But Riley wasn’t in a rush, selectively cherry–picking only the jobs that caught her eye.
Phew…
When the final commissioned pair of purple boots popped out and got shipped off, Riley wearily massaged the bridge of her nose.
The prolonged, intense mental focus was finally making her feel a bit drained.
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