"It can even trap an Enderman!"
At the research institute, Headmaster Quill's eyes widened.
Witches and Zombies at least followed some scientific principles by walking on the ground.
But an Enderman was purely a magical creation.
It was fine as long as you didn't provoke it, but once you did...
...it would be a fight to the death!
Its constant teleportation ability made it impossible to know where the next attack would come from.
Even if you landed a lucky hit, it wouldn't give you a second chance; it would teleport away instantly.
Even with excellent equipment, seeing one was a headache.
No matter how strong your attack was, you had to actually hit it, and it simply refused to give you a chance for a fair fight!
Even with ranged weapons like bows, as soon as an arrow was fired...
The Enderman would teleport as if it had predicted the shot, making it impossible to hit!
Researching how to kill Endermen was a problem that had plagued experts worldwide.
Now, Galen Yu had provided the answer.
A tiny wooden boat was enough to pin these teleporting pests down!
"If it were a personal ability, there'd be no way to replicate it, but if it's a mechanic of the Block World..."
It wasn't scientific, but it was practical!
Even if it couldn't be used in the Block World later, could it be applied to reality?
Placing a wooden boat nearby when a monster penalty was triggered to block the invasion...
...could definitely significantly increase the survival rate of the populace!
In the Nether, Ronan Mountwell was stunned by this scene.
'Where on earth does he find all these bizarre mechanics?'
From the cobble generator to fireball parrying, and now the boat.
Was it really a case of intellectual superiority?
'That's impossible. In the Samurai Nation, I'm recognized as having superior intelligence, a representative of the smartest people!'
Otherwise, how could he have survived the Hunter civilization, used strategy to obtain the Hunter bloodline, and brought rewards to his country?
He had seen the candidates for this large-scale civilization!
They were all elites from various countries who had participated in at least one civilization, proving the candidates had been specially screened.
Having stood out among hundreds of millions in his country, he was surely fine!
He comforted himself this way.
'Since it's his first time in the Nether, he'll definitely be curious enough to go into that fortress ahead!'
'I didn't explore it much, but the monsters inside... huh?'
He had found the Golden Apple outside the fortress.
Ronan Mountwell knew there were many monsters inside that were very difficult to deal with, so he had only explored a tiny portion.
Just as he was about to predict Galen Yu's demise, he saw Galen Yu go to the edge of the area and pick up a stack of blocks.
'I told you it was luck. Picking up discarded trash... the Nine Provinces really haven't seen anything good!'
Recognizing them as the Ancient Debris he had thrown away, Ronan Mountwell chuckled to himself.
Sure enough, in terms of strength, he was still superior.
Galen Yu was only fit to pick up the trash he discarded!
"Whoa, wild Ancient Debris?"
Based on game experience, Ancient Debris was as rare as diamonds; Galen Yu had thought it would take him a while to mine enough.
He hadn't expected this.
"A whole forty pieces!"
He had picked up nearly a full stack right after entering the Nether!
Looking at the excavation marks, these definitely weren't wild; they had been discarded here by someone else.
He didn't know who it was, but whatever he picked up was his now!
Galen Yu's current mood was comparable to finding a national heirloom at a two-dollar roadside stall.
This was amazing!
He placed down a furnace on the spot to smelt them.
Each piece of Ancient Debris could be smelted into one Netherite Scrap, and four Netherite Scraps plus four Gold Ingots could be crafted into one Netherite Ingot.
Sixty pieces of Ancient Debris could smelt enough for ten Netherite Ingots.
It was just enough to upgrade a diamond set and a diamond pickaxe!
He had brought plenty of gold ingots for trading with Piglins, so now he could directly forge a Netherite set.
While waiting for the smelting, the bullet chat was exploding.
"What a loser, only fit to pick up the trash our Samurai Nation doesn't want!"
"Such heavy and useless things, Mountwell would even find them too annoying to use as scaffolding!"
"It's hilarious watching you guys treat it like treasure!"
"Where did these idiots come from? Can you just get lost?"
"Right, right, I wonder which 'genius' spent so much time in the Nether and still didn't know about fireball parrying!"
"It's all about luck, what's the point of picking up those trash blocks anyway?"
"I'm siding with Mountwell on this one. If that stuff is actually useful, I'll eat my desk!"
"A furnace? Wait, it looks like it really is useful!"
At first, the viewers from the Nine Provinces were also a bit puzzled by Galen Yu's scavenging.
Soon, they witnessed the true purpose of Ancient Debris.
Smelting, then into the Smithing Table.
One Netherite Ingot could upgrade one piece of equipment, ready to be worn.
The true use of Ancient Debris was to be crafted into armor after smelting!
"Keep talking! Why'd you stop?"
"To the guy who said he'd eat his desk, I've noted your ID. Don't run!"
"If I'm not mistaken, this stuff is exclusive to the Nether. Its quality should be even higher than diamond?"
"Definitely, its appearance alone is extraordinary!"
"Scavenging? This is clearly god-tier gear!"
"No way, is your Samurai Nation really so wealthy that you'd throw away armor more precious than diamond?
"
"Another case of intellectual dominance, Hahahaha!"
It went without saying.
In a new dimension where monsters were so powerful and gold was everywhere, the appearance of a rare mineral armor...
...how could its quality be low?
"That idiot!"
Outside the screen, Takeshi Sable's face turned beet red with rage.
Looking back at Ronan Mountwell's journey, he had encountered much Ancient Debris and hadn't mined it.
He had finally managed to mine a stack early on, only to throw it away and gift it to Galen Yu?
Not knowing its use was one thing, but now the other guy was demonstrating exactly how to use it right in front of his face!
"He tried the crafting table, but didn't he think to try smelting it in a furnace?!"
How could the Samurai Nation have such a stupid person?
Having seen everything in secret, Ronan Mountwell's face grew tense.
In his rush to find a way home, his focus had been entirely on finding Obsidian, and he really had forgotten about the furnace.
'It's fine, it's just a few pieces of Ancient Debris. I remember there are still a few unmined ones around here.'
He found a familiar cave, and sure enough, there were five pieces of Ancient Debris inside.
His diamond pickaxe quickly mined them, and he placed down a furnace to smelt them using a lava bucket.
A few Netherite Scraps were soon produced.
Weapon and armor crafting recipes were all the same; as long as you knew one, you'd naturally know the others regardless of the material.
'Armor, who doesn't know how to make that?'
Following the recipe for boots, he arranged the Netherite Scraps in a V-shape.
And then Ronan Mountwell was dumbfounded.
'Where's the gear?'
He had clearly placed them correctly on the crafting table, so why couldn't he make the boots?
Then he noticed the word Scrap at the end of the name.
Other ores were called Iron Ingots or Gold Ingots after smelting, with the word Ingot at the end.
Did Netherite also need to be turned into an Ingot form before it could be crafted into equipment and weapons?
Even though he had guessed it, Ronan Mountwell was still unable to act.
Previously, minerals just needed smelting, but no one had told him how to turn Netherite Scraps into a Netherite Ingot!
Luckily, the viewers couldn't see his crafting table interface, so no one saw his embarrassment.
Ronan Mountwell feigned a couple of coughs and silently took back the scraps, giving up on the crafting.
"The equipment has indeed become stronger, but in the Nether, is strong equipment really enough to make one invincible?"
"Remember that skeleton? I can clearly state that its damage ignores armor!"
Knowing that countless eyes were watching, Ronan Mountwell diverted the audience's attention.
"Galen Yu doesn't have a Wither Body to grant immunity to fatal blows."
"The Wither effect means death upon contact!"
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