VRMMO no Shien Shokunin ～Top Player no Shikakenin～

I paid 300G for the blacksmith's reception NPC, and I quickly decided to observe the surrounding players before I tried to start blacksmithing.

I don't want too many ingredients to fail.

As for production, I was able to pick up a little bit of information from the offensive site that I was able to set up.

Says, you can tell which part of the iron you tapped by taking advantage of the characteristics of VR, how strong you tapped it, and even how much the temperature was when you tapped it, so there is a totally clever/clumsy difference in reality?

There are parts of it that are omitted like games, which means that… there are experiences and results awaiting that are close to reality blacksmiths.

This neighborhood is both positive and negative.

I have two opinions: that it's better to be pong with skills because it's a corner game, and that it's OK because it's a VR, that kind of thing should be asked for in a game other than a VR.

TB is the latter type, with no assistance due to skills.

So what happens if you're clumsy?

"Hih, what is this? Ha!? Ah, hot! Slightly, but it's still hot!

"Oh, please calm down, lady!

... what is that!?

Vertical roll! That's a blonde vertical roll! I've never seen that before!

Besides, after wearing a solid dress, I'm afraid it's a set up to a butler in men's clothes......

I wonder what it is? Roleplay or something?

Even though it's only the second day, both of us have decided to dress perfectly.

However, the vertical rolls are in a very dangerously state around them, as they are ataffed with brighter chunks of iron.

"Ma'am, for once, let go of my hand..."

"Ah! Or there's a fire in my hair! Oh, oh, my health (life) is shredding. My life! Do something!

"No, no, no, no! Water, somebody get water!

- Oh, and ignited the vertical roll.

My HP is twitching less when I'm burned... it's real.

As long as the hair is burning, it doesn't burn at all on the look of it.

I had no choice but to sneak up on it so I wouldn't find out and fly the magic of 'Recover' to restore the state anomaly toward the vertical roll.

Anyway, MP just recovers from walking... not as much as wasting it.

Well, as long as I leave these things alone.

I need to find a player who's going to set an example first.

"Oh, oh? The fire is out..."

"How could you...... Ah, my lady! There are magical effects left!

Yabe!

I try to start moving in a hurry, but someone called me a lady locks me on with bitchy eyes.

I don't know...

This kind of race is fun for watching, but I don't want to get involved too much......

"You!"

"Yes......"

You know, I'm trying to say something in a tight tone.

If you're a man of high pride, say, "Don't do anything extra!" or something like that is classic dialogue......

"Thank you… As it were, I had to use the healing item for nothing…"

To my surprisingly honest words of thanks, I turned my eyes round.

You don't judge people by their appearance...... a bit of reflection.

"Never mind. Because we just stayed together from time to time, and it just made me sick to pretend not to see it."

"Well, yes... for whatever reason, it is our duty to thank our benefactor. You, tell me your friend code! I'll give you this thank you in a hundred times!

"Yeah... nothing..."

"Ohhhh... come on!!

Foreword withdrawn.

As it looks, he has a strong personality......

I had no choice but to exchange codes and register my friends.

The player's name is' Hellshaft '... what a name you have given it seems.

I do think Hellshaft meant ruler in German.

Don't feel a little sick in there, including the outfit.

"The name is a little long, and can I abbreviate Hersha?

"Never mind, Hynd."

"Ugh. How about your butler finally sign up for a friend? I'm not saying I can't."

If he eats poison anymore, it's even a plate.

I also spoke to the faint butler's clothes.

She rubbed her short forehead, almost twisted...

"Come on, Walter! Keep moving, stretch your spine!

"Ha, no! Excuse me, ma'am! - Oh, please!

Helsha stuck with me and I ended up signing up for friends.

I don't know......

"Then I'll be excused. The next time you call, I promise I'll give you back what you've earned! Let's go, Walter!

"Oh, that? Ma'am, is the blacksmith ready yet?

"Shut up! People are unfit!

"Yes! I'm sorry, lady!

"Uh, wait a minute. From what I've seen, it's not a profession (class) where we both have restorative magic, is it?

"? Yeah, yeah. What's that?

"Well, this is a service"

I flew Healing, a healing magic for Helsha.

Damage reduced by burns is magically taken to full speed.

Unlike MP, HP doesn't recover from just walking.

The implementation of fullness had been heralded, but at this stage we would not be able to let go of the kind of herbs and potions except for the recovery jobs.

Anyone at the beginning would be a cutlet, and I've never been over saving money.

I recovered with the idea that - Helsha has solidified.

Hey! What's up?... No, there's no response from waving in front of me.

So now my thoughts are short because of the crazy hundred-fold thanks and calculations...? I said it was a service.

"Well no. I'm going with this. And Walter."

"Yes! Good luck, Mr. Hynd!

... It was kind of a weird couple.

For that reason, two new names were added to my friends list.

Okay, let's get back to our perimeter observation.

Naturally, I've never done a blacksmith, so I guess I'll just have to teach it directly to a good person at first or steal the way I do it when I see it.

But you're all concentrating on your own work...... even if we talked about it, it would be more likely to be ignored.

Hmmm...... oh, that guy over there.

It strikes iron very pale, but has no wasted movement compared to the others.

I'm sorry, but let me show you how to do it a little bit from behind that guy.

The workplace is still crowded with a large number of players.

My eyes were on a lady with shiny hair glasses, who had already finished a lot of weapons and stood by her side.

Are you a production specialist? That's a lot of weapons in a form I don't see too much...

I've been watching the blacksmith flow for a while now, but conveniently the workplace next to the person was vacant, so I started moving.

I was able to confirm the flow of the whole street, so let's not dare try it.

Trying to take the iron out of the inventory and throw it into an already warm furnace - whoa!? That one!

"Shortel - not Kunopesh!? I make a very rare weapon... I used to play all kinds of games, but I don't think I've ever seen this before"

...... hmm? I got eyes on my neighbor. - Shit!

Touching, were you in your voice?!?

I didn't want to disturb you because you seemed to be working intensively.

I don't know, I might be losing my attention today.

If you're not careful......

My neighbor had stopped working for a while like he was upset... but he threw questions at me like he had decided to.

"... you know that... Knopesh...?

"Uh... yes. It's an Egyptian weapon, right? Because it's wider than Shortel's, and the way it curves is different. I remember it was a structure to take away their weapons and shields."

"Bye!... this...?

The eyes behind the glasses shine in anticipation......

The next thing she took out and showed me was a single-edged song sword.

I guess the only reason I don't get touched is because when I get touched, I can display information about the weapon on the menu.

That, at first glance, is shaped just like Catras...

"Uh, are you a Hungarian Sabel because you're so full of yourself?

"! This way, this way!?

"This is easy to understand. Hunga Munga, right? Or Pinga. In Japan, he's called an African throwing knife or something, right? What would a classification of weapons on TB be like this?

Nice, minor weapon.

If Yumil could also mention something like this, what the story has spread...

Hunga Munga is an unusual shaped knife that is close to the wax and can be slashed as is, but when thrown, he flies away spinning like a boomerang, attacking his opponent.

As the first two are classifications of swords, what would Hunga Munga be systematically?

Is that a knife or a throwing weapon?

"... duh"

"Doe?"

"Comrade!"

A woman with glasses shook her hand disappointingly in the excitement.

Wow, what should I do?

I may have been caught by strange people again, albeit because of my own far-fetched (ugly) behavior......