I Am Doing Daily Tasks in the Wizarding World

“If you have time, you can come over and take a look at the goods,” Lynn said.

“I definitely have time, but I’m not in the downtown area right now. Would it be convenient for you if I come to you tonight?” There was some noise on the communication conch.

“Sure, if I’m not at my residence by then, I should be in the service hall. You can contact me through the communication conch when you arrive,” Lynn said, hanging up the conch.

Looking at the shell that fit perfectly in his hand, Lynn knew it required the infusion of mental energy to operate and wasn’t very friendly to those without it.

It restricted the user base to wizards or extraordinary professions who could use mental energy, although the amount of mental energy consumed was minimal, and the feel of using it was quite pleasant, ordinary people and certain professions that couldn’t use mental energy yet were temporarily unable to use it.

If a communication device could be made universal so that everyone could use it, there might be a chance of it becoming a bestseller.

But then came the problem: without base stations or satellites, it would be difficult to establish contact even with a well-made communication device, and the signal would be poor unless he only wanted to make a short-range walkie-talkie.

If given time, facilities similar to base stations could definitely be researched, but base stations were easily destroyed, and there were also issues of cost and coverage range. Some things seemed simple at first, but when you really considered implementing them, you would find a host of difficulties. Lynn shook his head, indeed, finding an easy way to make money wasn’t that simple; if it were, someone would have done it long ago.

Returning to his residence, the large pits dug out by the goblins in the backyard had long disappeared, replaced by an even larger square pit. Around the pit, reinforcing bars mixed with a gray-brown soil acted as a support surface.

Mountain stood at the bottom of the pit. With its manipulation, limestone, soil, and sand seemed like a soft clay, mixed with iron powder and water on the ground, manipulated by an invisible hand. These raw materials were mixed in a certain proportion and fused together.

There was nothing easier for an earth elemental than this.

Mountain noticed Lynn peeking out from the side of the pit. It nodded slightly, as if greeting Lynn, then continued to work.

Lynn was preparing for a very large underground basement. If the ground building was too high, it would block the light for the surrounding residents, so the ground building was set at a height of only six floors, while the underground was set at a full ten floors.

“Mountain, how long will the construction take?” Lynn asked.

“It will probably take about ten days,” Mountain replied.

Although it could manipulate soil and rocks, it rarely received requests for such underground buildings.

It needed to be constructed layer by layer, which took a lot of time. If it were a small building of two or three floors above ground, it could be done in half a day, and the inside could be made very delicate. That was the confidence of a professional earth elemental architect.

“Well, thank you. You can continue working,” Lynn said, returning to his house. The goblins were crowded around his house, but with his previous orders, they dared not run around.

Moreover, people passing by from time to time always gave them a sense of danger, which made these goblins even more timid.

Lynn looked at these goblins, crowded together near his house. It wasn’t ideal.

There wasn’t much space left here, and it was crowded for them to be together, and there were also some physiological needs.

“Hey, are you having a headache trying to place these goblins?” a voice came from next door.

Lynn looked over and saw the white-haired young woman he had seen yesterday.

“I do have some vacant land here. I can accommodate the goblins for two days,” the young woman said, holding up two fingers.

“That would be great,” Lynn said, not being polite.

The white-haired young woman hadn’t expected Lynn to agree so directly. She paused for a moment and then said with a smile, “I haven’t mentioned the conditions yet, and you’ve agreed so directly.”

“Are there conditions? I thought it was just neighbors helping each other out,” Lynn said, surprised.

The young woman rolled her eyes. She didn’t believe Lynn was that naive.

This guy was obviously doing it on purpose.

“Forget it, I’m just kidding. I don’t need any conditions,” the young woman said. “Anyway, I’ll probably be your neighbor for decades to come. If you have good relations with your neighbors, it’s more comfortable to live here. Speaking of which, your place is a treasure land. I was actually thinking of getting it, but you took it away just two days after the previous owner left.”

“Where did the previous owner go?”

“Became an official wizard, then moved everything that could be moved here to the inner court,” the young woman said with a sigh. “I don’t know when I’ll become an official wizard.”

It was indeed a treasure land if the previous wizard apprentice living here became an official wizard.

The young woman jumped down from the balcony of the tower, which was over ten meters high. Judging from her agile and nimble movements, her physical fitness was undoubtedly excellent.

“Tell your goblins to come over here; I have plenty of open space,” the young woman stated. “By the way, I’m Ido.”

“Lynn.”

“Alright, your goblins can stay here, but tell them not to dig any holes,” Ido pointed to a large expanse of overgrown grass ahead.

Lynn estimated that this large open space was at least a dozen acres.

Was such a large area really left vacant like this?

“I bought all this land! I’ve secured a thousand years’ worth of usage rights,” Ido boasted. “Let me tell you, I foresaw that the land in Demon City would become more valuable over time. I plan to capitalize on the appreciation of these properties. When the prices rise in the future, I’ll sell them off.”

Ido sighed with a hint of regret. “I was actually planning to buy the land you got, too. But before I could make a move, I was informed it had already been reserved.”

“How much did you buy?” Lynn inquired curiously.

“There, there, and over there,” Ido gestured to numerous places around them.

Lynn’s expression shifted subtly. So, nearly half of the surrounding land belonged to her?

It couldn’t be seen that she was still a wealthy young woman, and she probably had connections too. Otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible for her to purchase so much land here.

“These goblins are your followers, right? It’s uncommon to train goblins as followers,” Ido observed, hands clasped behind her back as she appraised the goblins.

“There’s no rule saying followers can only be from one race,” Lynn said.

“True, there’s no such rule, but goblins lack potential,” Ido remarked. “Their excellence lies in their intelligence and creativity, yet human intelligence and creativity are no weaker than that of goblins. Moreover, humans have better potential in combat professions compared to goblins.”

“Of course, what I’m saying applies to the average of each race. Every group has its geniuses. Who knows, among these goblins, there might be a few outstanding goblin engineers,” Ido teased.

“Then I’ll hold you to that.”

After settling the goblins, Lynn instructed them not to wander and left amenities like the Magical Delicacy House and the Portable Detachable Fountain, ensuring they stayed within the designated area and didn’t cause trouble for other property owners.

Hurriedly, Lynn returned to the service hall. Watching Lynn’s departing figure, Ido shook her head disinterestedly. “Yet another dedicated workaholic immersed in their experiments.”

Back in the service hall, Toby had informed the staff in advance, and soon a staff member brought the indexes of wizard towers to the lounge for Lynn to peruse.

Lynn had been in the lounge all evening, engrossed in the indexes until his communication conch rang, snapping him out of his reverie.

Exiting the service hall, Jim had been waiting outside for a long time.

Lynn found a nearby tavern, and the two of them each ordered a drink, sitting in a private room to negotiate.

“Can I take a look at the alchemical work? Is this space too small?” Jim asked.

“No problem, the space here is just right.” Although the Iron Serpent No. 1 was quite long, its diameter was not thick, and it could coil up.

Lynn took out the Rubik’s Cube from the Alchemy Laboratory, opened a small slit, and a light flashed. The Iron Serpent No. 1 appeared in the private room.

Jim wasn’t afraid either. He walked over and squatted down, his chubby hands on the head of the Iron Serpent No. 1.

This sleek, silver-gray, snake-shaped alchemical creature, its surface seemed to be coated with a layer of metallic film, exuding a strong alchemical style.

There were two routes in alchemical creatures.

One was to create creatures full of alchemical style.

The other was to hide the strong metallic style of alchemy and instead use faux leather or other materials to cover the surface’s alchemical properties, heading towards a realistic route.

“How are the data?” Jim asked.

Lynn handed Jim the data he had previously tested on the Iron Serpent No. 1.

After reading it, Jim immediately gave his approval. “There’s a market for this.”

Jim was confident.

“It’s good for reconnaissance or ambush, and the defense is also up to standard. It can also act as a meat shield to delay time when needed. Its functions are impeccable. The main question is, how many magic stones do you want to sell it for?”

Lynn pondered for a moment. The cost of Iron Serpent No. 1 was approximately three magic stones.

Yesterday, when he visited the alchemy shops to observe similar puppets with comparable functions and combat capabilities, their prices ranged from five magic stones, give or take.

“Five magic stones. But if you buy two at once, I can discount it by one magic stone,” Lynn stated.

“That price should be fine, Lord Lynn. If I manage to sell them, I’ll need a 5% commission,” Jim preemptively negotiated his cut.

Lynn agreed. After all, selling alchemical puppets would also require time and effort on Jim’s part; he wouldn’t do it for free.

“How many Iron Serpent No. 1 units are you planning to sell?”

“Let’s start with ten.” Lynn currently had a total of thirteen, so he couldn’t afford to sell them all without keeping at least one.

“I’ll give you a response in no more than three days. I happen to know a friend who’s been looking for alchemical puppets lately, but I need you to grant me control over one first. I’ll use it as a sample to showcase its combat effectiveness to them,” Jim said with a grin.

Lynn promptly granted Jim control over one Iron Serpent, but with limited authority. In the absence of other commands from Lynn, Jim now had the highest level of control.

As he left, Lynn was informed by the bartender that Jim had settled the bill in advance.

It had to be said, Lynn found his interactions with Jim quite comfortable so far.

Jim was adept at navigating social situations, which explained why he excelled as a broker.

Back at the service hall, Lynn spent the next few days poring over the indexes of wizard towers. As he delved deeper into the indexes, his understanding of wizard towers gradually became clearer.

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