My front door leads to a comic strip

"Splash—"

Gu Yuan wrapped his arms firmly around Miliald's knees and leaped into the dragon's habitat.

The scene before me resembled a giant bird's nest, with an incredibly soft ground made of layers of dead branches and leaves.

He tentatively stepped on it.

Sasha—

"Put me down."

"Milly Aldey said softly," Gu Yuan said, snapping out of his daze and putting her down.

She raised her hand to gather the strands of hair that had been blown about by the wind, and strode forward.

Gu Yuan stepped forward, glanced around, and asked:

"Is this all the stuff in the nest?"

The so-called treasures were just gold, silver, copper, and iron, piled up haphazardly in a corner.

In the middle was a pile of books covered with animal fur, like a bed. It's surprising that this dragon knows how to enjoy life.

Millie Alde leaned down and lifted the fur, a strong smell of animalistic odor wafted out.

She subconsciously raised her hand to fan her nose, her brows furrowing slightly, then nodded gently and said:

"Pretty much. Both dragons and mongooses have a special fondness for things that sparkle and possess magic."

"In their minds, these are all food, and even if they can't eat them, they will still pile them up in one place."

She picked up a book and began to read it carefully, her brows furrowing even more deeply.

Because it was a magic book, it was pressed and deformed, and even the words were blurred.

She continued, her tone tinged with suppressed displeasure: "So if you encounter one, don't hesitate to take action."

Such precious books have been ruined like this.

Magic books in the present era are not as convenient as they will be in the future, where you can learn them simply by opening them; they require a long period of time to decipher.

Therefore, if even a small portion of the content is missing, the book is ruined. And without a copy, even the magic recorded in the book might be lost.

What a waste!

A look of realization flashed across her eyes. She sighed softly, carefully smoothed out the corners, and then quickly put the bag into her backpack.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan walked up to the gold and silver treasures and casually replied, "Is that so?"

"Of course." Miliearde nodded solemnly, her expression serious.

"I understand." Gu Yuan nodded, then looked around.

His gaze lingered on the pile of clutter for a moment, then he spoke thoughtfully:

"So, are there any magical items here? Can you sense them?"

There's too much clutter; I don't know how long it will take to organize it.

Unfortunately, this is an impractical approach.

Even the experienced Frilian from later generations couldn't do it, and was often deceived into buying counterfeit goods.

Having received a negative answer, the two had no choice but to take matters into their own hands, moving everything out of the nest one by one and quickly organizing it.

About three hours later, Gu Yuan stood in the open space.

He exhaled softly, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and carefully examined everything before him.

"There are over a hundred items..."

Unable to determine the value of these hundred-plus items, they could only be left to Miliald for disposal.

She sat cross-legged on the ground, carefully examining each item. The worthless items gradually piled up into a small mountain around her.

Her previously casual expression turned serious only when she grasped a statue.

"Gu Yuan, come here." She waved her hand behind her.

After changing his clothes, Gu Yuan heard the sound and quickly approached: "What's wrong..."

He stopped abruptly before he could finish speaking. He had seen that the statue depicted a goddess.

Miliald held the statue in her palm, examined it closely, and judged:

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be an amulet made by a believer in the past; the magic on it is very potent..."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan raised an eyebrow: "So this is a demonic artifact?"

"No, but you can use it to exchange for magical items."

Miliearde's fingertips traced the statue.

Under the perception of magic, the aura was extremely sacred, like a block of unmelting ice.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the creator must be a highly respected and experienced individual.

Additionally, perhaps it was just her imagination, but she also sensed the faint presence of an elf above... Was an elf killed by a dragon? She wasn't sure.

She gently shook her head, then turned and handed the statue to Gu Yuan.

"Take it, if that priest knows its value."

Upon hearing this, Gu Yuan paused, hesitated for a moment, and finally reached out to take it.

The statue was cool to the touch, and just touching it brought a strange sense of peace.

He admitted that the item might indeed have some sacred qualities, but was it a magical artifact?

"Fine, I'll take the gamble," Gu Yuan thought, his eyes darkening as he carefully put the statue into his backpack.

Millie Alder lowered her head and continued rummaging through the "garbage heap".

Time slips away unnoticed.

……

"Let's go."

An hour later, the two returned home with bulging backpacks, their bags full of goodies.

Upon returning to Mundo, they immediately began selling off some of their belongings to acquire higher-value currency.

Gu Yuan deliberately kept two gold jars, thinking to himself—the money for buying equipment was almost gone again.

The rent for drones and warehouses is too expensive... I might as well just buy the warehouse.

There will always be a time when it comes in handy.

He muttered to himself:

"We have more food in the warehouse than we can eat. Perhaps we can use it to win people's hearts. After all, in this era, a little bit of rice is enough to make people follow me wholeheartedly."

"I wonder how many years it will be before Emperor's Wine appears."

He casually tossed a few gold coins aside as he walked down the street, lost in thought.

He felt that instead of passively waiting, he should create opportunities himself.

In the comics, it was precisely because the Emperor's Wine was so unpalatable that Miliald was greatly disappointed, which led her to leave the capital and arrive at the village where Frilian lived.

Thinking about this, Gu Yuan's thoughts became increasingly chaotic, and he unconsciously returned to the church.

He took out the statue and made the same demands as before.

The priest was taken aback at first, then his eyes suddenly lit up, his face flushed, and he readily agreed.

"No problem, you're very lucky. If I'm not mistaken, this is technology from two hundred years ago."

"At that time, there weren't many believers in the goddess, so amulets came into being."

"It could protect believers in a critical moment; the technology behind it has now been lost. I never expected..."

He raised his eyes, a glint of excitement in them. "May I ask, did you find this in the dragon's lair?"

Gu Yuan scratched the back of his head and chuckled. So that's how it is. No wonder Millie Alder was so confident.

He gave a brief answer, then lowered his eyes, muttering to himself:

"Fortunately, what I have here is not the priority, so it doesn't matter if there is only one. The magic that has not been analyzed is the most important thing."

The unknown represents infinite possibilities; perhaps there is magic that can replace magical items.

The priest took the statue, turned around, and led Gu Yuan towards the basement, his steps becoming lighter for a moment.

Gu Yuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering slightly, recalling the magical artifacts he had seen before.

Mobility is there, but what's lacking next...