As dawn broke, Heni hurried toward the training ground.

"Professor Victor! Professor Victor!"

Viktor, who was practicing swordsmanship, put down his sword when he heard Heni's voice.

With a 'bang', the longsword pierced the ground.

"Professor Victor, the batch of fine steel you ordered has arrived."

Upon hearing that the steel he had ordered had arrived, Victor nodded to Heni, sheathed his sword, and hung it back on the wall.

"Let's go."

Victor led Hennie toward the mansion gate.

Upon seeing a cart full of fine steel outside the gate, Victor merely lifted the tarpaulin to take a quick look before instructing the servants to accept it.

"Professor, shouldn't we weigh these steel pieces?"

There's no need for that.

This batch of steel is of the highest quality from the Delin family, and Gwen takes it very seriously, so he naturally wouldn't skimp on the quantity.

The money has already been paid in advance.

The coachman waved his whip, and the carriage gradually drove away.

Victor turned and led Vega toward the mansion, while Heni remained where she was, tilting her head and watching him, muttering to herself:

"Why is the professor so busy every day?"

She shook her head and skipped and hopped towards the flowerbed.

...

With a creak, Vega smelled a damp, metallic odor.

This is the basement of Victor's mansion, and also Victor's 'laboratory'.

Vega knew that once Victor showed up here, it meant he was going to get his hands on those weird little toys again.

Victor laid some fine steel on the table, his eyes fixed on the player's crafting recipe.

To ensure a constant supply of items for his prop shop, he makes two hundred bottles of magic potions in the basement every day and always carries one hundred bottles of health potions with him in case of emergency.

As a game booster, hoarding potions is ingrained in his very being.

As a result, his crafting proficiency has reached level 3.

We can start working on some props for the Level 3 crafting process.

Victor took out a bunch of colorful crystals from the player's backpack.

"Oh? These are the leftovers from Mount Gwen. This was collected for you by the little princess yesterday, right?"

Vega looked at the crystals in Victor's hand with some curiosity.

But Viktor simply rested his chin on his hand, frowning, staring at the air in front of him.

Seeing his expression, Vega knew that Victor would definitely not respond, so he stopped asking questions.

After searching through the crafting schedule for a long time, Victor finally found the tool that suited his needs.

According to the materials required on the item list, Victor weighed and selected the crystals and steel.

The weight was just right, with not even a gram difference.

Soon, the table was filled with red and green crystals, on which were placed three uneven pieces of fine steel.

Viktor gradually constructed an array on the synthesis platform, with triangular patterns as the core and square rings as auxiliary, and inlaid runes on it.

Suddenly, a burst of bright light erupted from the workbench.

Vega stared at the bright light, which instantly illuminated his fur, making him look like a white bird.

In fact, it could never understand Viktor's craftsmanship, which only required materials, and could only attribute it to the one-in-a-million creation magic.

As the light faded, Vega stared wide-eyed at Victor's final product.

These are two small, exquisite iron cards, gleaming with a cold light and incredibly sharp.

The patterns on them are also different; one card has green patterns, while the other has red patterns.

Looking at the deck of cards in front of him, Victor knew he had succeeded. He had not only created a level 3 item, but also infused it with the elements of wood and fire.

"What's the use of this?"

Vega asked curiously, looking at the iron flying card, which it simply couldn't understand.

Even if this thing is powerful and sharp, it's still just a flying card.

It would be great if the flying card could kill the enemy, but such a fragile iron card might be easily dodged, rendering both cards completely useless.

Victor didn't answer it, but silently repeated the steps he had just taken.

Beams of bright light continuously shone from the basement.

After an unknown amount of time, Vega felt like his eyes were about to go blind from the light.

Viktor also stopped.

Several iron cards were piled up on the entire crafting table.

"One, two, three... twenty... seventy-three... one hundred and eight."

"You made two decks of cards? Want to draw a few to be the Jokers?"

Playing cards exist in this world, serving as one of the few forms of enjoyment for gamblers.

When he was a trainee, Viktor's favorite thing to do in his spare time was to go to the casino and have a fun and exciting game of gambling with one gambler after another, and he always won more than he lost.

So, how do you tell if an NPC is a gambler in a game?

It's very simple, just ask the other person if they want to play cards.

In some ways, the NPCs are even more addicted to gambling than the players.

But Vega was very puzzled. If the goal was to make weapons, why not make wands? Even if it was a melee weapon, a dagger would be fine.

I never expected Viktor to have made so many of these things.

Viktor placed a deck of cards of the same color into a magic circle. This time, the magic circle had fifty-four small circles, each with a place for a card, and a largest circle in the center.

Soon, another burst of bright light appeared.

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