Chapter 515: The Emerald Merchant

Dammit, why is this mortal from Block World staring at me so intently!

Mage No. 3, no matter what, couldn't get past the villager, whose collision size was even larger than his. When blocking the aisle, the villager was like a high wall, and even if Mage No. 3 found another path, the villager would just stroll with small steps, blocking his way again as if he were sliding across the floor!

And the prices kept getting more outrageous!

What did he pull out? At first, it was two loaves of bread, then three wheat, two blocks of dirt... These were purely trash!

Yet that big-nosed villager was still making strange humming sounds, and what was even weirder was that I could actually understand what he meant...

What does "Your emeralds are of great quality, usually, it takes three emeralds to trade for a wheat or a sapling" mean?

Are your wheat grown by mages?

Is this sapling a young World Tree?

Such a crook deserves to be hung up and doused with a bucket of lava!