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

Chapter 61. The True Mass Line

“Take from the people, use for the people?”

Looking at Ian’s confident demeanor, Leyal was amused to the point of laughter.

“Young Master Ian, is that how this sentence is understood?”

“Generally speaking, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Ian pondered for a moment before nodding.

“From the Piglins, to the Piglins, this is the mass line that our Church of the Dawn has always pursued, putting people first.”

“……”

Leyal once again realized that one should never, ever argue with Ian.

Their Young Master Ian’s thought processes were always incompatible with the Rhode Continent.

Leyal clutched his chest, but his pained expression failed to elicit any sympathy from Ian.

However, when Freya, the little one, had big, teary eyes, looking like she was about to shed little pearls, Ian couldn’t bear it.

He hurriedly explained helplessly:

“Alright, don’t be sad, these golds are originally intended for trading with the Piglin tribe.”

“Don’t look down on the Piglin tribe, these guys are actually very resourceful, with countless treasures of all kinds.”

“Compared to these things, gold is really not worth mentioning.”

Lacia pursed her lips and said softly:

“Young Master Ian, even if you really want to trade, there’s no need to use gold, so much gold, how many gold coins can it be exchanged for.”

“Even, if you are unwilling to sell gold, with these gold, we can also mint our own gold coin currency.”

Markov scratched his head, looking at Lacia with a puzzled expression.

“If I remember correctly, privately minting coins is tantamount to rebellion, right?”

“Are we not rebelling if we don’t mint coins?”

Lacia retorted, then quickly spat.

“It’s not rebellion, it’s liberation! In short, you simpleton, shut up!”

Markov shrank his head sheepishly and stood aside obediently.

Ian smiled and waved his hand:

“No, the Piglin tribe are a bunch of money-grubbing things, and we can only use gold to trade with them.”

“Even, if you want to trade with them, you must wear golden armor, otherwise, not to mention trading, they will even actively attack.”

“In short, the Piglin tribe hates poverty.”

Leyal opened his mouth.

“But…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ian raised his hand to interrupt him.

“No buts!”

Unable to bear the annoyance, Ian took out the Ender Pearl he had just traded for with great luck.

He threw it out with force towards the open space in the distance.

In the eyes of Leyal and the others, the strange ball drew a light arc, then landed on the ground without a trace of smoke.

The next moment, as if the world in front of them had dropped frames, Ian unknowingly was already standing there.

“Young Master Ian?”

Lacia was stunned for a moment, looking back at where Ian had just stood, which was already empty.

For a moment, the words of dissuasion disappeared without a trace.

Only the faint sound of Ghast cries could be heard from the distance from time to time.

A moment later, Ian continued to throw out Ender Pearls.

This time, everyone saw clearly that at the moment the pearl landed, Ian instantly crossed space and arrived there.

“Instant teleportation?!”

Leyal exclaimed, the old gentleman’s composure could no longer be maintained.

“In… Instant teleportation?”

Lacia was shocked.

“The space-based forbidden spell that only the arrogant King Aurelius could master in legends?”

“There’s no mistake!”

Leyal nodded heavily and said in a deep voice:

“Although I have never seen the arrogant king, during the Second Anti-Magic War, the strongest patriarch of the Dragon Clan was killed by this forbidden spell.”

“The prestige of instant teleportation is forged with the blood of the Dragon Clan, if this matter is not true, the proud Dragon Clan would never allow anyone to slander them.”

“Young Master Ian, this is…”

Before he could finish speaking, the Ender Pearl landed next to Leyal, and the next moment, Leyal noticed something cold on his neck.

Drawing Katana White Scabbard!

Ian slowly retracted the Drawing Katana, and said unhappily:

“This is what the Piglin tribe can exchange for, is it enough now? Are you still stopping me?”

Seeing that Leyal was about to open his mouth, Ian added:

“Besides the Ender Pearl of instant teleportation, there are also Obsidian, Nether Quartz, Alchemy Potions, Enchanted Books…”

“Of course, the core purpose is only for the Ender Pearl of instant teleportation, the others are just extras.”

“If you still think gold is more precious than the Ender Pearl, I won’t exchange it without saying a word, how about it?”

Leyal was silent, and after a long time, he took out the remaining gold ingots on his body and gave them to Ian.

“Worth it! It’s too worth it!”

“Young Master Ian, exchange as much as you can, if you say the gold is not enough, I’ll go out and rob the rich to help the poor to raise money for you!”

That’s what he said, but Leyal still felt the pain.

That was gold worth hundreds of thousands, nearly a million gold coins.

However, if you can exchange for the treasure of instant teleportation, this deal is worth doing.

Besides, aren’t there also golden weapons and armor?

Those things can also be exchanged for a lot of gold coins.

Ian comforted:

“Don’t be so sad, just exchange some Ender Pearls, enough is enough.”

“After enough exchanges, these Piglin tribes… we can continue to take from the people.”

“I’m just collecting Ender Eyes to go to the End, when we get to the End, there will be countless Ender Pearls.”

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“And gold too, after a while, I’ll let you mine gold until you vomit.”

“Believe me, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

After receiving the gold ingots, Ian began the work of using it for the people again.

Although he knew that Ian was trading for treasures that could instantly teleport, so much gold, not even warmed up...

He still felt the pain.

With a long sigh, Leyal and the others turned their backs, choosing to ignore it so they wouldn't be upset.

A dozen gold blocks were enough for Ian to exchange for Ender Pearls to go to the End.

He exchanged all the way until there were only two gold blocks left.

……

The Nether after being materialized is also ridiculously large like the main world, and it is not realistic to find the Nether Fortress in a short time at the current rate.

However, the process of traveling can also be the process of sorting out ideas.

After going back, Ian has to arrange for Markov and the others to take turns on duty at the mob farm, accumulating monster resources while farming experience.

It can’t be like before, only going to the mob farm to search when he remembers it every now and then.

The permanent residence of the mob farm must become a regular job with an eight-hour work system and three-shift rotation.

Then improve some of the functional farms and buildings in Dawn Holy City, such as the horse breeding center, etc...

After that, go find the End.

Dragon slaying is secondary, Ian’s current situation should be pursuing resource accumulation and industrial development, not the achievement of dragon slaying.

The main purpose of the trip to the End is to find materials for making Shulker Boxes and Elytra, and incidentally farm Endermen to accumulate more Ender Pearls.

This thing is very useful in Rhode Continent.

After coming back, it’s time to start figuring out Redstone technology.

Redstone technology also needs to be developed.

In short, the core of the next work is to start large-scale construction.

In the game, these jobs can be done as slowly as possible, half a day or a day is enough.

But in the materialized MC world, Ian can’t guarantee the speed...

Who knows how far he has to run to find the End Portal.

Maybe this journey, converted to the Rhode Continent, is the distance from Blackwater City to the Dragon Island on the far west sea.

It’s okay to study the MC world with the mindset of a game, but Ian will not forget that this MC world is no longer a game in essence.

This is a real world, just like the Rhode Continent, except that this world has the magic that the Rhode Continent can’t even imagine.

In a real world, Ian would never ride a horse and travel across a continent that may be larger than his hometown Asia in a day.

What Ian wants to build is the Dawn Myth, not the Iron Butt Legend.

……

Treecrown City.

Under the night, the Cleveland family’s residence is brightly lit.

Colored glaze, which ordinary people dare not even think about, is just a lampshade here.

Cleveland, like the past few days, is still pacing around anxiously, but this time, it has been replaced by an open space outside a magnificent residence.

Whenever a roar sounded from inside the house, Cleveland’s heart would tremble.

He wanted to push the door open and take a look, but when he saw the two Elven warriors standing at the door, fully armored, carrying longbows, and holding short blades.

This impulse was stomped to death under his feet.

After a long time, with a "creak", the door was pushed open.

An Elven woman, draped in moon-white gauze, with skin as white as if glowing, walked out gracefully.

But facing such a stunningly beautiful woman, Cleveland, who has always been a standard lecher, didn’t dare to have any distracting thoughts.

He didn’t even dare to look at her body.

He lowered his head and stepped forward, but as soon as he took a step, the two strong Elven warriors appeared on his left and right like ghosts.

The sharp short blades were slightly unsheathed, reflecting the moonlight.

Clan Leader Cleveland was a little annoyed, but he still didn’t dare to show it, bowing his head and cautiously saying:

“Lord Fishley, how is my son?”