"In conclusion, we've looked at every method in the code, and found either they're illegal or impractical for us to implement. So we've decided to use what we have; originally, we were going to clear out the whole back mountain, and now it's just about turning the cleared weeds into bread."

The Little Princess shared their journey these days of brainstorming money-making ideas.

Xue Dili was already speechless, you guys actually learned to look for money-making methods in the code; though you didn't find any, does the insight effect of the Dragon Field work this well?

As expected of people from the "Silver Country," to be honest, Xue Dili felt it was already a significant achievement that this little girl could work with a pitchfork like an ordinary person.

It seems like thinking of ways to make money has troubled her a lot lately; Xue Dili sensed the little girl seemed somewhat overwhelmed, almost wanting to give up.

But perhaps thinking of the "imposter" version of herself in the Silver Country building a homeland, to prove herself better than that imposter, she had to work hard, hence the desperate struggle.

If it weren't for her age being too young to work, Xue Dili would suspect she might go to Jiang City to work five jobs in one go and give a speech at a pub afterward.

"Is the cash flow really that short? I can cover a bit from here." Xue Dili looked at the chaos in the back mountain; the Knight Commander said doing one person's work as ten is truly treating oneself like livestock.

As for Old Watson, in just a few days he had dark circles under his eyes. His desk was covered with scrapped A4 paper and written magic runes; this was his attempt to improve his previous magic, but apparently, they were all failures.

So far he could only use the Bread Technique that Xue Dili improved and two other magics: one that accelerates plant growth to make lettuce expand dozens of times overnight, and another for communication and soothing.

Apart from that, he had nothing left; all other magic simulations ended in failure.

Looking at the draft paper on the ground, Xue Dili picked it up and glanced at it; Old Watson seemed to be using exhaustive methods to calculate how the original magic could be modified effectively.

Making things difficult for this Otherworld Mage, to date Xue Dili had only improved the Bread Technique; all other Fairy Tale Magic also ended in failure.

However, with Fantasy Manifestation, most basic magics were unnecessary.

But he would still collect magics like type "communication and soothing," one for gathering eclectic spells—one never knows when they might come in handy—and secondly to prepare for filling the library.

Seeing Xue Dili frowning at the draft paper, the Little Princess, after hesitating for a long time, finally spoke out.

She genuinely is strapped for cash: road repairs, building a parking lot, and renovation materials... everything needed money, and she had less than a million in funds.

Though the other little knights were spread out all over Jiang City, trying to earn money, they could scarcely cover household expenses; an income of tens of thousands a day was a windfall, so to maintain cash flow uninterrupted, there was no other choice...

Loan?

After seeing those loan terms, she instantly thought they were practically like bloodsucking entities; she would rather sell bread here than take a loan; after considering it, she'd end up losing immensely.

Thinking about her precious money being sucked away by lenders made her heartache as if a finger was pierced into her temple; she'd rather use the extra money as a tribute to the Sovereign Country and a dividend for "Lord God."

After all, those tributes would have returns.

After much deliberation, she finally said, "How about 2 million? Then add two more points to your dividend?"

She stretched out two fingers, then thought it might be too much. With two million, she could revitalize her funds and start more audacious money-making activities.

These days, all she could see was money.

"Two million, huh..." Xue Dili frowned.

He indeed had that money; the second batch of revenue from TT website playback came in, roughly more than three million, but it was almost the last of it.

Subsequent earnings were unlikely, and it was clear the Fairy Tale World's story wasn't suitable for video; that world was too sanity-draining, even fully censored it couldn't pass the review.

Deleting the Hell scenes made the story incomplete and nonsensical, so Xue Dili gave up after editing halfway; in the end, the material was just for showing the people of the Silver Country.

As for using Fantasy Manifestation...it might as well directly materialize into gold for convenience...

So, the video matter was temporarily shelved; originally, uploading videos was to promote the Greek comrades; now, the Greek comrades were killing it online themselves. There could be a granny getting five kills at midnight who was their alternate account, so he was unconcerned about video operations.

"Is two million a lot...one million...one million is enough..."

She promptly said, Xue Dili could sense that she was truly short of cash.

"No need, I think these drafts are great, do these sell?" Xue Dili pointed at the drafts on the ground and asked.

Recorded experimental data with an exhaustive approach, though quite abstract, had some utility for magical enlightenment and research. Xue Dili thought they could even be bound into a book to be placed in the library.

"Sigh, is it just these?" The Little Princess looked at the discarded drafts on the ground and Old Watson who had, at some point, fallen asleep.

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She felt that trading the discarded magic improvement data for millions was a huge profit considering it was useless to them, but the money could solve urgent needs.

In fact, she felt a little guilty about gaining so much. Maybe she should add herself into the bargain? Offer herself for another two million?

"Just leave it at that. The value of knowledge cannot be measured by money. Although this knowledge isn't very useful to me, it could be priceless to someone else," Xue Dili said, collecting all the manuscripts.

A total of 84 pages filled with A4 paper, this Palace Mage was indeed desperate to restore their kingdom.

Xue Dili glanced at the disorganized magic data. He didn't have time to sort through it, but he knew someone who did, someone who might become ecstatic upon seeing these magic runes and data.

Old Mystic Scholar Austin, living in the era of the end of magic, had to rely on tricks from mysticism for research. His passion for any magic product was unmatched. Even a single Holy Light Technique could make him so excited he'd poke his own temple with his finger.

This newly-developed magic improvement concept might inspire him miraculously, who knows? In the end, he might even end up working for free for Xue Dili, compiling this scattered magical knowledge into a book.

Wow, I'm really such a capitalist, and they'd even thank me for it.

Soon, Xue Dili found a way to legally transfer two million into the Little Princess's account.

Rejecting the Little Princess's invitation to stay for dinner and watch a movie, as well as occasional advances like that of the Elf Ani who always wanted to get close to him, Xue Dili left the Silver Country.

He was just there to check on progress and see if these people were playing by the rules. Surprisingly, they were overly obedient, so much so that Xue Dili couldn't help but support them financially a little.

Back home, Xue Dili handed the manuscript to the old Mystic Scholar.

As expected, he was extremely thrilled.

If he had never seen real magic, he might still be immersed in the study of mysticism, dedicating his life to it.

However, upon witnessing real magic, especially creation from nothing that ignores conservation laws, his excitement was boundless. He could completely master the Tier One Holy Light Technique on his own.

Now, the magic experiment record from another mage, created from scratch, was a treasure among treasures for him. He completely lost track of time, continuously organizing and researching it.

"A true scholar, perhaps?" Watching the old Mystic Scholar go mad over new knowledge, even discarding his usual gentlemanly demeanor, had a sense of "If I could learn real magic, dying for it would be worth it."

Just let him study it slowly on his own.

At least in Xue Dili's consciousness space, it was free from forbidden magic, so the old Mystic Scholar managed to release the Holy Light Technique, elated beyond measure.

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At night, Xue Dili had a dream.

It was Austin's dream, filled mostly with his memories of researching local customs and cultural studies, which were essentially the origins of mysticism. Meanwhile, for him, stargazing served more as a professional facade for his real interest in mysticism.

In that parallel world, mystic scholars had their own isolated circles, enthusiastic about studying various folk customs and ancient histories, in an attempt to decipher new mystical ceremonies from tidbits of information from the Divine Era.

Mysticism's scope was extremely narrow. For them, the more people who understood the principles of their techniques, the weaker its effects. Therefore, for a mystic scholar, accidentally revealing their technique's principles online could ruin them.

And yet, even with magic power suppressed to such an extent, these mystic scholars' unyielding perseverance sustained the continuity of mysticism, deciphering more and more techniques and ceremonies.

On the surface, they were university professors with other identities but secretly dedicated their lives to studying mysticism, trying to leverage it to tap into legendary "magic."

The lifelong dream of a mystic scholar is to become a mage, mastering real magic instead of these trick-like mystic practices.

This group also dreams of bringing the world out of the era of scarce magic, restoring the magic power density of the Divine Era, allowing everyone to no longer be hindered by insufficient magic power, and all mystic scholars to ascend to become true mages.

Seeing this, Xue Dili suddenly had a bad premonition.

Then, a dozen mystic scholars came to Salem Town in Boston. Each had their own unique techniques, strong and powerful, veterans of mysticism with world-class wisdom and patience. Gathering more than ten of them, they aimed to study a small-scale ceremony to revive the Divine Era.

Xue Dili: "…"

Please don't, I'm begging you, don't come over! Don't do something foolish!

And yet, they seemed to be halfway successful…

Xue Dili: "…"

No!!!

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