There was no worry about researching villager technology, nor the fear of Creeper terror attacks.
He quietly stayed in the Elven Kingdom, researching magic and enjoying life.
When he had nothing to do, he would stroll through the Royal Court, enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.
The only regrettable thing was... perhaps because the Royal Court Guards were always with him, Su Lin's imagined 'seeking encounters in an Another World Elven Kingdom' light novel plot never materialized.
Although the Elves were very interested in him, a rare human who could come to the Royal Court and be protected by the Royal Court Guards.
But no one intended to have a deep conversation with him.
So... 'Light novels are all lies after all!'
Su Lin sighed, sitting on the balcony, drinking tea and reading in the twilight.
These past few days, Lop would occasionally come over, using the excuse of caring about his job change and his visit to the Elven Kingdom to build rapport, and Su Lin could also learn some magic from Lop.
It was just a pity that Lop's strength was too great; he was at least an Lv90+ all-elemental mage.
When he was Lv32, roughly a thousand years ago, if Su Lin asked him how to learn magic at that stage now, Lop's answer could be summed up in one sentence... 'Just have hands!'
He heard that there was a major incident these past few days; a fierce conflict had erupted on the front lines of the Verdan Eternal Forest.
Judging from Lop's good mood and what he said between the lines, it was clear.
The Armed Empire Doragon must have suffered a great loss, as for the Elven Kingdom... they sang, they danced, and when asked, they knew nothing.
"It must have been an incredible Elf Race expert who took action..."
Su Lin looked out at the palace from the window with interest.
He had never doubted the Elven Kingdom's heritage; as one of the longest-lived races, who knew how many old babies they had hidden.
Su Lin guessed that the author of the book "Ms. Beixi's Healing Secrets" should still be alive and well.
With that kind of radical understanding of healing magic, he would find it normal even if that person blew up Doragon's capital.
"So... Aelita has been frequently running to the MC Dungeon these past few days to get iron blocks to synthesize Iron Golems, right?"
The clouds of war had already covered the sky of the Elven Kingdom.
Doragon, having suffered a silent loss, would not give up, and the Elven Kingdom, confident with the resources from the MC Dungeon, would not forget its previous grievances.
This battle was bound to happen.
Su Lin was quite looking forward to it; after the war, Doragon might behave for a while, and the Elven Kingdom could obediently develop the MC Dungeon for him to accumulate development points.
In fact, it might even bring Su Lin more fresh blood for developing the MC Dungeon.
As for losing... impossible.
What Doragon had that made the Elven Kingdom wary was nothing more than magic alchemy technology; the Elven Kingdom was unwilling to exchange its already scarce population for those cold, artificial creations.
Now, with the Iron Golem army provided by the MC Dungeon, the Redstone Technology of the MC Dungeon, plus the veteran powerhouses left by the Elven Kingdom... it was a guaranteed win!
Even if Doragon had other hidden trump cards, at worst, Su Lin would personally make a trip with his enchanted diamond sword.
One strike of "Earth's Fission: World-Opening Great Change" would definitely make Doragon's eyes clear for decades.
It would also be a way to show his combat prowess as a "Dungeon Guide."
Moreover, Su Lin knew in his heart that even if there was a fight, Doragon would not go all out against the Elven Kingdom.
Doragon's enemies were not just the Elven Kingdom.
As for later... once the contract was signed, he would lead the Elven Kingdom directly to the Nether, quickly going through all three existing levels of the MC Dungeon.
Doragon?
If he didn't strip their underwear, then they were wearing it too tight!
Do you understand what a streamlined alchemy potion production line, mass-produced enchanted armor, and weaponized Redstone Technology are?
You don't understand?
Coincidentally, Su Lin doesn't understand either!
But as the boss, he only needed to provide the ideas; the rest would naturally be researched by the Elven Kingdom's radical intellectuals.
"Speaking of which, the Demon Lord Army of the Aetheram Continent is also useless."
Suddenly, Su Lin couldn't help but complain.
"Even though the nations of the Aetheram Continent all have their own agendas, with constant conflicts and contradictions between them, with such a heaven-sent start, why haven't they been able to rampage across the entire Aetheram Continent after all this time?"
"If it were me, I could make the gods of the Celestial Realm declare the Aetheram Continent beyond saving within five years."
Not only did the Celestial Realm need Su Lin's capitalist salvation, but the Demon Lord Army also greatly needed the blessings Su Lin would bestow.
"The time is almost right; it would be rude to delay any longer."
Su Lin stretched.
The Elven Kingdom here had probably completely recognized the importance of the MC Dungeon, and today, it was time for them to start their employment and get to work as soon as possible.
Just as he thought this, there was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Su Lin, Elder Lop has come to invite you to a banquet at the palace. Do you have time today?"
Looking at the attractive, long-legged Royal Court Guard, Su Lin smiled and nodded.
"Let's go."
Capitalist Su Lin Steve's entrepreneurial journey officially began today!
..."Thanks to Mr. Su Lin, the Elven Kingdom has gained sixty-five new Elf Race members these past few days."
"Bone meal is quite useful, isn't it?"
"Yes, it is."
Lop didn't equivocate, beaming with joy.
In the past, the gestation and birth of an Elf often took several years, but now, thanks to a batch of bone meal, they had sixty-five more; how could he not be happy?
"Thank you for your care, Mr. Su Lin. We have been busy previously and neglected you, for which we are truly sorry. This banquet will definitely not disappoint you."
Look how proper he is.
With one sentence, he took responsibility for Su Lin's repeated rejections; what boss wouldn't like such a subordinate?
Especially... seeing Lop's drenched appearance, with a strange scent emanating from him, he had clearly just bathed and burned incense.
To invite him to the banquet, Lop was so devout that Su Lin felt a bit embarrassed.
"Mr. Lop, there's no need to be so polite."
Su Lin had a gentle expression.
"Next time you come to see me, there's no need to be so formal. I'm not someone who cares much about etiquette. Also... Mr. Lop, your perfume seems to have expired; it smells a bit sour."
"..."
Lop's expression became subtle, and after a moment, he forced a smile.
"Mr. Su Lin, you've misunderstood... This isn't perfume."
"Ah? You didn't specifically bathe and burn incense to see me?"
"In fact, I just fed Her Majesty the Queen's little pets, and they accidentally ate it again. Because I was in a hurry to see you, I forgot to clean up."
"..."
For a moment, Su Lin didn't know what to say, but Lop, on the other hand, still looked relieved.
"No need to worry about me; I'm used to it."
Su Lin silently moved forward, quietly putting some distance between himself and Lop.
But a moment later, he still couldn't resist his curiosity.
"Mr. Lop, how did you get out?"
"What?"
"I mean..."
Su Lin gestured vaguely.
"From the top or from the bottom?"
"..."
This Dungeon Guide is as unreliable as Her Majesty the Queen... Lop forced a smile, and while quickening his pace, he cast a cleaning spell on himself, transforming back into his previous dignified old gentleman appearance.
This made Su Lin even more unable to look away.
The legendary dignified magic that only Lop used; it was truly an eye-opener.
He kept his eyes on Lop all the way until they reached outside the palace. Lop, feeling truly uncomfortable from being stared at, subtly spoke up.
"Mr. Su Lin, there's no need to worry about me; I really am used to it."
"No, I wanted to ask..."
Su Lin looked at Lop with a serious expression.
"Can I learn your dignified magic?"
Being handsome is a lifelong endeavor!
...After Lop promised to give Su Lin his insights into dignified magic, Su Lin finally went to the banquet contentedly.
There weren't many people attending the banquet, besides Hilulele, who was drooling over the food, and Aelita, who was sitting beside her.
There was only one particularly kind and amiable-looking Elf old woman.
Through Lop's introduction, he learned that this was the legendary great healing magic master—Beixi Xiemufa.
Su Lin praised himself for his intelligence; he had guessed correctly.
Aelita's radicalism was indeed inherited from Beixi.
After a brief exchange of greetings, as soon as Su Lin sat down, Hilulele eagerly jumped onto the table, her short hands reaching for the nearest steak.
"Can we start eating now!"
By the time she finished asking, the steak was already in her mouth.
Lop had a headache.
"Your Majesty the Queen, please mind your image... Also, according to protocol, you should represent the Elven Kingdom in thanking and welcoming Mr. Su Lin."
"That kind of thing can wait until after we've eaten our fill and drunk enough!"
Hilulele retorted confidently.
"How can someone who doesn't respect food know how to respect guests!"
She always believed that eating was eating, a sacred and focused endeavor.
Inviting others to eat while they were hungry and listening to her long-winded speech was not gratitude; it was torture.
The reason Hilulele could stand out among the crowd in terms of her figure was entirely due to her loyalty to food!
But Lop didn't think so... "Your Majesty the Queen, this is etiquette!"
"Grandpa Lop, Su Lin doesn't seem to support your etiquette theory."
Lop froze, looked back, and saw Su Lin already eating with oil dripping from his mouth.
Feeling Lop's gaze, Su Lin paused, then offered the leg of an unknown monster he held.
"Mr. Su Lin..."
"No need to be polite; I'm a person who knows how to share!"
"..."
Hilulele took a moment to look up from her pile of meat and gave Su Lin a thumbs-up.
Now, she approved of this wild man who had almost defiled her adorable little sister's purity.
People who respect food are all good people!
Lop also fell silent; even the guest had no intention of respecting banquet etiquette, so it would be rude for him to say anything more.
A long while later, Su Lin and Hilulele, having eaten their fill, slumped in their chairs without any regard for their image.
Lop cleared his throat to remind Hilulele. The latter reluctantly jumped down, feigning majesty as she looked at Su Lin.
"Hello, Mr. Su Lin, the Dungeon Guide of the MC Dungeon..."
Before she finished speaking, Su Lin raised his hand to interrupt her.
"Let's skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point..."
Magic carried the contract he had already prepared, floating lightly in front of Hilulele.
"Work, Your Majesty the Elven Queen!"