However, Andrew Bennett still has no way to make [***] pills. The expensive pill cauldron weighs heavily on Andrew Bennett's mind, and he has no idea when he'll be able to afford such a valuable item. Just relying on grinding for equipment himself makes it very difficult to scrape together such a huge sum.

Andrew Bennett let out a sigh and continued killing monsters. When he reached level five with 50% experience, his robe was already almost out of durability. He checked his inventory: there were seven gold coins, five unidentified items, and three skill books. Andrew Bennett reluctantly crushed a return-to-town scroll. In the game, a set of return-to-town scrolls costs five gold coins, but fortunately, at the start of the game, the company ‘generously’ gave each player one set. Otherwise, all the players would probably be cursing.

Andrew Bennett returned to the city, which was now bustling with activity. Many people were setting up stalls to sell things. Andrew Bennett took a look, but there was nothing good—most of the valuable items had been sent to the auction house, and only the less desirable stuff was being sold at street stalls, as the sellers were afraid they wouldn’t sell at auction and would still have to pay auction fees.

Squeezing out of the crowd, Andrew Bennett walked into the auction house.

“Twenty gold coins.” The appraiser glanced at the five pieces of equipment and quoted a shocking price. Andrew Bennett gasped.

“Just appraise this wizard robe for me first, I’ll come back for the rest later.” He really didn’t have that many gold coins, but luckily he still had three skill books. Selling them should cover some of the appraisal fees. The wizard robe among the five unidentified items should have good stats—it dropped from the Wolf King. Andrew Bennett wanted to see what its attributes were.

“Seven gold coins.” The appraiser took the wizard robe.

Andrew Bennett couldn’t help but wonder if the appraiser had checked his wallet—he had exactly seven gold coins, and after the appraisal, he’d have nothing left. Andrew Bennett paid the fee.

A white light flashed from the appraiser’s hand, and the old man smiled with satisfaction. “Nice stats. This is the best piece of equipment I’ve ever appraised. It’s bronze grade.”

Andrew Bennett took the robe from the appraiser.

Hais Wizard Robe: Defense 5, Spirit 5, required level: five. Andrew Bennett was very satisfied. Wearing this robe doubled his defense, and the five extra spirit points were great too. You only get two attribute points per level, so this robe was like getting two and a half levels’ worth of stats.

Andrew Bennett put on the robe, and his aura changed dramatically. The black glow on the robe flowed slowly. It had to be said, in the current situation, being able to walk down the street in such gear was really impressive.

After leaving the appraiser, Andrew Bennett headed to the auction house. He had three skill books: Iron Shirt, a low-grade body protection technique; Two Forms Heart-Guarding Art, a mid-grade body protection movement technique; and Wounding, a level five skill for contract wizards that sacrifices summoned creatures to restore your own life—a very useful life-saving skill.

He wondered how much they could sell for, and whether it would be enough to cover the appraisal fees.

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Chapter 7: Skill Books

Arriving at the auction house, the buyers’ hall was full of people waiting to purchase equipment, each one staring intently at the big screen, afraid that what they needed would be bought by someone else. In the sellers’ hall, there was a long line of people waiting to sell their equipment. Many had already sat down in the seats provided in the hall.

Andrew Bennett frowned slightly. How long would he have to wait in line? Actually, there weren’t that many people—just ten or twenty minutes of waiting would be enough. But for Andrew Bennett, even ten or twenty minutes felt too long. If he didn’t want to appraise a pair of shoes and a pair of gloves, he wouldn’t bother waiting that long.

“Bro, it’s you.” There was a hint of pleasant surprise in the voice. Andrew Bennett turned his head and saw six people approaching—five men and one woman. Leading them was David Grant.

Andrew Bennett nodded. “Hello.”

David Grant didn’t mind Andrew Bennett’s indifference at all and asked, “Are you here to sell something?”

“That’s right.”

Someone behind David Grant whispered, “Big bro, who is he?”

David Grant turned to them and said, “He’s the one who saved me last time.”

The other five all thanked Andrew Bennett, and he nodded in response.

“Thank you for saving my brother.” A crisp voice sounded in Andrew Bennett’s ear. Only then did he notice the young girl beside him. She was wearing a black wizard robe, just like him—a black wizard. The black clothes made her fair skin look even more delicate, pure and simple. Her big, watery eyes blinked as she looked at Andrew Bennett.

“No need to thank me.” Andrew Bennett nodded.

“What are you selling, bro?” David Grant chatted with Andrew Bennett for a while, then casually asked.

Andrew Bennett replied nonchalantly, “Nothing much, just a few skill books.”

“Skill books?” All their eyes lit up, and even some people nearby started glancing over.

Andrew Bennett felt a bit puzzled. Are skill books really that rare? Why did they all look so excited?

David Grant said excitedly, “What skill books are they? If you don’t need them, could you sell them to us?”