I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 60 60. Countrymen, Open the Door! Free Trade

Ian often said strange things from time to time, and everyone was used to it.

But experience shows that in the world of MC, no matter what strange things Ian says or does, the final result will be good.

So…

Blindly follow him.

But this time, Leyar and the others still underestimated the surprise brought by Ian's abstract behavior.

When Ian built a special high platform and led them to shoot and kill the zombie piglins on it…

When the first zombie piglin fell and dropped a gold ingot.

The nature of this battle completely changed.

Robbery?

With eyes wide open and bloodshot, Leyar, who was about to shout "Fire! Fire!", would tell every knight and maid.

This is a righteous! Glorious! Holy!

Robbing the rich to help the poor activity!

"These monsters are wearing gold armor and using gold weapons… Where did they get so much gold?"

"In the kingdom of heaven belonging to Master Ian and Dawn, these guys dare to squander gold like this. Isn't this a betrayal of Master Ian?"

"Master Ian's socks are torn and have to be sewn up and continued to be worn, and they are wearing gold armor?"

"Inverted! Unpardonable!"

"Exterminate the clan! Exterminate the clan!"

These were the original words of the old gentleman Leyar.

So, it makes sense to have an old person at home as if you have a treasure.

If it weren't for Leyar, an old man who had eaten salt for four or fifty years, he really couldn't say such shameless words.

Except for Ian.

…

Gold ingots, pork chops, gold swords, gold armor…

Everyone killed for more than half an hour on the frame built by Ian, and they were also high for more than half an hour.

Drawing a bow and shooting arrows, what are they shooting?

It is a hope for common prosperity.

The only thing that is a bit tangled is that there are dense gold ingots scattered on the ground, but now they cannot be collected temporarily.

It's quite tormenting.

After more than half an hour of fighting, the zombie piglins here were also cleared out.

"Very good."

Ian nodded with satisfaction.

"The evil capitalism has been wiped out by the righteous Dawn Church, let's go down and collect it."

Leyar and the others were waiting for this sentence.

Almost the moment Ian's voice fell, everyone didn't even climb the ladder, and jumped down one by one.

Gold has already confused their eyes, making them blind to the seven or eight meters high platform.

But they are all wearing enchanted iron armor, so it doesn't matter.

Ian didn't follow along. There is nothing to say about the drops obtained from killing the piglin tribe.

Gold weapons and gold armor have terrifyingly low durability. For Ian, they are useless.

Perhaps in the future, when going out to pretend to be a force, wearing a golden suit and holding a golden weapon will be more likely to cause believers to shout "Dawn is awesome!"

The rest is gold ingots and pork chops.

The income from killing the zombie piglin tribe is too poor, only the experience points gained are okay, allowing Lesia and the others to level up one or two levels.

Not long after, Leyar and the others had sorted out the harvest.

Pork chops are directly ignored, and bows and crossbows are not looked at for the time being.

"Master Ian."

Leyar was flushed with excitement.

"We are rich!"

"There are a total of twelve various gold weapons, and four and a half sets of various gold armor have also been collected."

"These things can be exchanged for a lot of gold coins. Those royal families of the human kingdom will definitely spend a lot of money to buy them."

"We can save our gold ingots first."

Ian waved his hand.

"Can't save them…"

"Ah?"

"How many gold ingots are there?"

Leyar hurriedly said:

"In order to save space, I combined all the gold ingots into gold blocks, a total of nineteen, and there are three gold ingots left."

"Master Ian, these gold coins are enough for us to buy a kingdom!"

Ian curled his lips and complained:

"Buy a kingdom? Do you think I can do such a losing business?"

"That's true."

Leyar laughed.

"You usually just rob…"

"Huh?"

"I mean… liberate!"

After packing things up in his backpack, Ian's backpack space is basically full.

Backpack space is never enough, especially now that Ian can't go back to Dawn Holy City to put things away…

"The End is still going to be visited, the Shulker Box is still very important… But Leyar and the others have enough with the Ender Chest for now."

After muttering to himself, Ian waved his hand and said:

"Let's go, let's continue on our way."

Freyne looked at Ian with admiration.

"As expected of Master Ian, he is not moved by a whole mountain of gold in front of him. Master Ian has reached the realm of regarding money as dirt!"

Ian smiled shallowly and said euphemistically:

"It should be, I advise you to try to maintain this mentality like me, otherwise…"

"You will cry later."

Without giving Freyne and the others a chance to ask questions, Ian strode towards the distance.

As for the Nether wart and other resources here, don't take them for now. Remember the location and come back to collect them later.

Backpack space is really not enough, and it has to be reserved for more important resources.

What if you walk and walk, and you get lucky and find an ancient debris mining area?

You still have to have dreams, even if you can't realize them, you can give yourself a hope.

This time, Ian took them for a long time again.

There is no concept of time in the Nether, but it is probably a few hours.

There were no more surprises along the way, but a lot of Ghast tears were harvested.

There is also magma cream, which was also saved in a group first.

When you find the Nether Fortress, Ian has to go back to the main world to store things, and also build a fast passage between the Nether Fortress and the portal.

So, formal and tense work will begin after finding the Nether Fortress.

It's just that, after a few hours, there is no trace of the Nether Fortress.

Ian discovered the piglin tribe again.

This time it is on the plain, but this time, it is a proper piglin.

"Get rich!"

Markov howled excitedly, and was about to rush up with his Battouga Sword.

Before he took a few steps, Ian tripped him over.

"Master Ian!"

Markov stared at Ian with a resentful look, and the latter rebuked:

"Markov, as a holy knight of my Dawn Church, how can you be so rude? Be civilized!"

"…Didn't Master Ian say to rob and get rich before?"

Markov whispered a sentence, but Ian didn't care.

Now, in his eyes, there are only those cute piglin tribes.

"Finally, I can achieve a small goal."

After sighing in a low voice, Ian took out a gold helmet and put it on, and told everyone.

"Don't run around, don't attack, I'm going to talk about a big business."

Saying that, before Leyar and the others could react, he quickly rushed out, and then gathered the piglin tribe together and surrounded them with cobblestone.

When Leyar and the others came back to their senses, they only saw that Ian had already penned up the piglin tribe.

This way of doing business…

It's really unique.

"As expected of Master Ian!"

Suddenly, Lesia looked at Ian with worship in her eyes.

"He is so domineering when talking about business!"

Leyar ignored Lesia's idiot-like behavior.

For some reason, watching Ian stand on the cobblestone wall overlooking the piglin tribe, he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

His unreliable Master Ian…

Seems to be going to do something he can't accept.

Leyar trusts his intuition very much, and he trusts the abstraction of Ian's brain circuit even more.

He immediately hurried up and said in a hurried voice:

"Master Ian…"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Ian take out a lot of gold ingots and look down at the piglin tribe with a serious face.

"Countrymen, open the door! Free trade!"

After saying that, the gold ingot was thrown straight in.

"Master Ian! Have mercy on the gold!!!"

Now, let alone Leyar.

Everyone who saw this scene was about to go crazy, shouting Ian's name loudly, and rushing to the wall one by one using the Eight Steps Catching Cicadas.

But Ian didn't seem to pay attention to them, just frowning and thinking about something.

After a while, Ian took out a pile of gold ingots again and threw them in decisively.

This time, after watching for a while, Ian finally nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, he turned around and looked at everyone who was clutching their chests, with pale faces, as if they had a heart attack.

Ian raised his eyebrows and spread his hands:

"What are you looking at me for?"

"This is called taking from the people and using it for the people!"

Thanks to Seeing Extraordinary, Qiu, Book Friend 2020, Xixing Temple Youfeng, and carefree freedom bosses for the monthly tickets! Thank you bosses for the recommendation tickets!