The damage output wasn’t all based on the processing!
This was not comparable to Weed’s High Elf Yeurika’s Bow; but considering that it was made from common materials, its was amazing.
However, Accuracy and Agility had been sacrificed.
Compare to moderate armors, this was much heavier; the large bow was born.
“Good. We need to bows with powers to this extent!”
Weed was felt a surge of prideful feelings, and he embarked on the production of another bow.
He continued through the same process trying to make similar bows.
The goal was 413 bows.
One for each of the still living Geomchis.
“I don’t have much time, hafta hurry.”
Earlier he was making bows through trial and error, but now he moved more diligently.
He made about 17 bows, when Pale and the party returned. They were standing with bunch of ingredients.
“Weed nim, we got plenty of meat and fruits this time around.”
“Thanks for the hard work.”
Seechwi and Zephyr were in charge of the wagon of food materials.
At this time, Maylon came to Weed to see what he was doing.
“What are you making? Siege weapons?”
She asked as she watches Weed refining the large monster bone.
“Nope. I’m making a line of bows for Master and the Sahyeongs.”
“Bows? At this size?”
Maylon face shown she was shocked.
It was something hard to believe. The bows Weed created were around the staggering 140 centimeters in height.
“Yeah. Pretty awesome, huh?”
“Yeah but, it’d be substantially difficult to handle with such large bows. Do you mind if I check one?”
“Sure. By any chance you encounter something worth noting to create them, please tell me.”
“Yes, I will do that. Let me see.”
Maylon was very surprised when she checked on it. Its weight was very heavy. It was heavier than the armor she was wearing, which seems to counterintuitive.
Leaving the burden of the wagon, Pale, Seechwi, and Zephyr walked up.
“What are you doing?”
“Ah Pale nim. I’m looking up on the bows Weed nim made.”
“Oh my…bows, huh?”
Awe filled Pale's eyes.
He saw there was only a 30 centimeters difference between Maylon and the object she was holding, that he didn’t even notice the moaning and groaning she was making with the bow in her hands.
“The hell with these weapons…isn’t it heavy?”
“It is. A lot.”
Weed was like a craftsman, silently listening to the criticism, while dutifully continued making bows form the monster’s bones. Around him were the various bows he created, piled up like mountains. When the bones ran out, he returned to making wooden bows, sizable ones.
‘To have made this many in this duration…’
‘Making bows for several days without a single break.’
Pale and Maylon didn’t know what to say, because they could not afford to use such bows.
It required such overwhelmingly Strength, and its weight heavily restricted movements.
“Uhh…”
Pale was about to point out the problems he saw with the bows.
Then from far away, Geomchi5 and 10 practitioners appeared.
“Weed, we return for food. We also gained some minerals and leathers from the hunt. Master wanted to give these to you.”
“Yes.”
Weed gave them the bread he baked in advance in bulk. But instead of returning immediately after receiving them, Geomchi5 snooped around.
Pale and Zephyr seeing so and nodded their heads.
‘I see.’
‘So it was too tough even for you.’
To hit level 270 like Weed said was something beyond difficult. And because Geomchi5 had high self-esteem, he didn’t want to confess he couldn’t do it and decided to loiter about; or so they thought.
‘That’s no good. I have to help him out a bit.’
Zephyr saw an opportunity and walked over.
“Geomchi5 hyeong nim.”
“Hm?”
“Isn’t hunting tough? I know raising levels never get any easier. When I was like you, it was realllllyyy hard.”
Geomchi5 yawned and replied.
“There are a lot of strong monsters. So far, there were cases of monsters appearing that I couldn’t handle. They came out when we were picking up loots from other monsters, I also hear those issuing commands.”
According to Zephyr’s past experiences, those would be a Boss monster or Named monsters; that meant the area they were grinding in was a very dangerous hunting ground.
“That’s very risky.”
“Hm? Nah. Everybody kicked their asses.”
“Eh?”
“Don’t the unique ones give more experience points? They dropped a lot of items; so whenever they appear, we come together and beat them where they stand. It’s a pleasure to see all 10 guys haven’t died yet.”
“Shh, it wasn’t easy, I presume?”
“Even if I don’t use weapons, they still die all the same.”
“……”
“The knives rarely taste the thrill of combat. If some accident occurs then I’d have to repair them; so most of the time I’d just grab some random thing and kill the monsters.”
If a Boss monster came along, they would drop the things on hand and rushed toward it. They didn’t need the overly complex skills since brandishing their swords was like anyone else using their pen to write.
“Oh Weed, I forgot to ask this. My level is nearing 270, but a few of us are beyond that level. Is it alright?”
“Yes, Saheyong.”
“Oh thank God.”
And Geomchi5 was watching Weed making bows.
“Weed, what is this?”
“They’re bows. I was going to give them to Sahyeongs.”
The Geomchis picked the Martial Arts profession, so they could buy and use arms of other professions without restriction.
“Really? Can I try some?”
Geomchi5 quietly picked up a bow.
The bow Maylon barely manage to hold was casually picked up!
“No way!”
“How high is your Strength…”
Maylon was an Archer through and through, so she did not raise the Strength stats over the requirement. Nevertheless, there was no way to make sense of Geomchi5’s incredible Strength.
“Strength? It’s a little more than 1000.”
Maylon wore an amazed face.
“How on earth can your Strength be at 1000?”
Even with the given stats back in BaTC obtained, having more than 1000 points in Strength stat was a preposterous thing.
Geomchi5 answered as if it was simple.
“Whenever my level rises, I put my stats into Strength. If you’re a man then strength is the way to go! Oh, and I put a little into Agility. If the Agility is low, then I can’t strive to hit monsters properly without receiving reciprocated damages; and that would increase the chance of me receiving a critical blow.”
It was something out of Maylon's prediction.
“So you’re saying until now most the stats were put into Strength?”
“Yes. Where else am I gonna put them?”
“……”
Whether it was ignorance or courageous, the Geomchis growth revolved around Strength; aside from the little points put into Agility.
The side effect of this is always the lack of mana that spells the inability to use skills, and with the low defense means a single attack from the monsters can increase the chance of death!
Death meant the loss of a level and drop in various skills’ proficiency, so would the stats placed in Strength.
“Geomchi9’s stronger than me by 2 stats!”
No one knew when it turned into a competition!
But it became a contest to see who can get the higher Strength stats amongst themselves.
With encountering monsters, they increased Agility accordingly to give them a lee way to dodge. Attack and defense were coordinated according to their will.
Even with the lack of dexterity, they moved precisely without much worry; so it was a battle revolving the increment of Strength!
Battle of masters!
This was a method that anyone who knew better would never attempt.
‘Monsters!’
‘The laborious monster and actual monsters.’
The persistency of Weed was something they couldn’t dare to venture.
The Geomchis were similar in their eyes. Their strong desire to be strong and their struggles to do so forced everyone to admire them.
Maylon and Pale's eyes met.
“Maybe…”
“Could we actually be able to resolve this quest?”
Weed had come up with a plan, but everybody was dubious. They swallowed in their doubts and participated, knowing it was unlikely to succeed.
Since it couldn’t be helped that it’d be a let down after working their ways to Todeum, so they followed the plan without a complaint.
And now, a little hope was seen.
It was hard for Zephyr to endure the curiosity: how on earth were they able to level up so quickly.
Zephyr sent a whisper to Irene.
-Irene nim. I want to be informed of something. In what ways are the Geomchi nims hunting and where?
A moment in time passed before Irene replied.
-Now, we are hunting on the plains.
-Are there a lot of monsters there?
-Monsters? At first when we arrived, it was a paradise of monsters. There were many villages, many buildings, and many wandering monsters.
Irene was a quiet character. So now she seemed to be embarrassed with each accumulated word, but she still had more to say.
-Near the beginning when we arrived at the plains, there were thousands of various monsters! So I thought we should give up and return to hunt the Crocodiles. But before I said anything, Geomchi3 recklessly rushed toward the monsters in the plain and struck them.
-So you’re still on the plain you told me about a while ago?
-Yes. Instead of withdrawing Geomchi3 nim proposed a mission.
-What kind of mission?
-He’s out to lure monsters. He was to go to where monsters are and kite them back here. And then…
-Gulp! And after that?
Zephyr couldn’t see and only imagined the situation.
To openly provoke the monsters in his eyes was not a smart behavior.
-There were hundreds of monsters chasing him!
-Ugh! Why so many?
-But I really admire the Geomchi nims. We managed to come out victorious, barely. And then from there, we kept moving toward the populated plains, fighting. Also, yesterday we found a monster’s lair and like a punitive force, we…
Irene complaints continued indefinitely.
“Yatz! Yatz!”
“These guys are mine.”
“Here we go! Here we go! Slaughter them all!”
Shouts traveled on the rampant battlefield.
Irene at this moment was treating the injured Geomchis who were waiting in line, the number of patients was
The damage output wasn’t all based on the processing!This was not comparable to Weed’s High Elf Yeurika’s Bow; but considering that it was made from common materials, its was amazing.However, Accuracy and Agility had been sacrificed.Compare to moderate armors, this was much heavier; the large bow was born.“Good. We need to bows with powers to this extent!”Weed was felt a surge of prideful feelings, and he embarked on the production of another bow.He continued through the same process trying to make similar bows.The goal was 413 bows.One for each of the still living Geomchis.“I don’t have much time, hafta hurry.”Earlier he was making bows through trial and error, but now he moved more diligently.He made about 17 bows, when Pale and the party returned. They were standing with bunch of ingredients.“Weed nim, we got plenty of meat and fruits this time around.”“Thanks for the hard work.”Seechwi and Zephyr were in charge of the wagon of food materials.At this time, Maylon came to Weed to see what he was doing.“What are you making? Siege weapons?”She asked as she watches Weed refining the large monster bone.“Nope. I’m making a line of bows for Master and the Sahyeongs.”“Bows? At this size?”Maylon face shown she was shocked.It was something hard to believe. The bows Weed created were around the staggering 140 centimeters in height.“Yeah. Pretty awesome, huh?”“Yeah but, it’d be substantially difficult to handle with such large bows. Do you mind if I check one?”
“Sure. By any chance you encounter something worth noting to create them, please tell me.”
“Yes, I will do that. Let me see.”
Maylon was very surprised when she checked on it. Its weight was very heavy. It was heavier than the armor she was wearing, which seems to counterintuitive.
Leaving the burden of the wagon, Pale, Seechwi, and Zephyr walked up.
“What are you doing?”
“Ah Pale nim. I’m looking up on the bows Weed nim made.”
“Oh my…bows, huh?”
Awe filled Pale's eyes.
He saw there was only a 30 centimeters difference between Maylon and the object she was holding, that he didn’t even notice the moaning and groaning she was making with the bow in her hands.
“The hell with these weapons…isn’t it heavy?”
“It is. A lot.”
Weed was like a craftsman, silently listening to the criticism, while dutifully continued making bows form the monster’s bones. Around him were the various bows he created, piled up like mountains. When the bones ran out, he returned to making wooden bows, sizable ones.
‘To have made this many in this duration…’
‘Making bows for several days without a single break.’
Pale and Maylon didn’t know what to say, because they could not afford to use such bows.
It required such overwhelmingly Strength, and its weight heavily restricted movements.
“Uhh…”
Pale was about to point out the problems he saw with the bows.
Then from far away, Geomchi5 and 10 practitioners appeared.
“Weed, we return for food. We also gained some minerals and leathers from the hunt. Master wanted to give these to you.”
“Yes.”
Weed gave them the bread he baked in advance in bulk. But instead of returning immediately after receiving them, Geomchi5 snooped around.
Pale and Zephyr seeing so and nodded their heads.
‘I see.’
‘So it was too tough even for you.’
To hit level 270 like Weed said was something beyond difficult. And because Geomchi5 had high self-esteem, he didn’t want to confess he couldn’t do it and decided to loiter about; or so they thought.
‘That’s no good. I have to help him out a bit.’
Zephyr saw an opportunity and walked over.
“Geomchi5 hyeong nim.”
“Hm?”
“Isn’t hunting tough? I know raising levels never get any easier. When I was like you, it was realllllyyy hard.”
Geomchi5 yawned and replied.
“There are a lot of strong monsters. So far, there were cases of monsters appearing that I couldn’t handle. They came out when we were picking up loots from other monsters, I also hear those issuing commands.”
According to Zephyr’s past experiences, those would be a Boss monster or Named monsters; that meant the area they were grinding in was a very dangerous hunting ground.
“That’s very risky.”
“Hm? Nah. Everybody kicked their asses.”
“Eh?”
“Don’t the unique ones give more experience points? They dropped a lot of items; so whenever they appear, we come together and beat them where they stand. It’s a pleasure to see all 10 guys haven’t died yet.”
“Shh, it wasn’t easy, I presume?”
“Even if I don’t use weapons, they still die all the same.”
“……”
“The knives rarely taste the thrill of combat. If some accident occurs then I’d have to repair them; so most of the time I’d just grab some random thing and kill the monsters.”
If a Boss monster came along, they would drop the things on hand and rushed toward it. They didn’t need the overly complex skills since brandishing their swords was like anyone else using their pen to write.
“Oh Weed, I forgot to ask this. My level is nearing 270, but a few of us are beyond that level. Is it alright?”
“Yes, Saheyong.”
“Oh thank God.”
And Geomchi5 was watching Weed making bows.
“Weed, what is this?”
“They’re bows. I was going to give them to Sahyeongs.”
The Geomchis picked the Martial Arts profession, so they could buy and use arms of other professions without restriction.
“Really? Can I try some?”
Geomchi5 quietly picked up a bow.
The bow Maylon barely manage to hold was casually picked up!
“No way!”
“How high is your Strength…”
Maylon was an Archer through and through, so she did not raise the Strength stats over the requirement. Nevertheless, there was no way to make sense of Geomchi5’s incredible Strength.
“Strength? It’s a little more than 1000.”
Maylon wore an amazed face.
“How on earth can your Strength be at 1000?”
Even with the given stats back in BaTC obtained, having more than 1000 points in Strength stat was a preposterous thing.
Geomchi5 answered as if it was simple.
“Whenever my level rises, I put my stats into Strength. If you’re a man then strength is the way to go! Oh, and I put a little into Agility. If the Agility is low, then I can’t strive to hit monsters properly without receiving reciprocated damages; and that would increase the chance of me receiving a critical blow.”
It was something out of Maylon's prediction.
“So you’re saying until now most the stats were put into Strength?”
“Yes. Where else am I gonna put them?”
“……”
Whether it was ignorance or courageous, the Geomchis growth revolved around Strength; aside from the little points put into Agility.
The side effect of this is always the lack of mana that spells the inability to use skills, and with the low defense means a single attack from the monsters can increase the chance of death!
Death meant the loss of a level and drop in various skills’ proficiency, so would the stats placed in Strength.
“Geomchi9’s stronger than me by 2 stats!”
No one knew when it turned into a competition!
But it became a contest to see who can get the higher Strength stats amongst themselves.
With encountering monsters, they increased Agility accordingly to give them a lee way to dodge. Attack and defense were coordinated according to their will.
Even with the lack of dexterity, they moved precisely without much worry; so it was a battle revolving the increment of Strength!
Battle of masters!
This was a method that anyone who knew better would never attempt.
‘Monsters!’
‘The laborious monster and actual monsters.’
The persistency of Weed was something they couldn’t dare to venture.
The Geomchis were similar in their eyes. Their strong desire to be strong and their struggles to do so forced everyone to admire them.
Maylon and Pale's eyes met.
“Maybe…”
“Could we actually be able to resolve this quest?”
Weed had come up with a plan, but everybody was dubious. They swallowed in their doubts and participated, knowing it was unlikely to succeed.
Since it couldn’t be helped that it’d be a let down after working their ways to Todeum, so they followed the plan without a complaint.
And now, a little hope was seen.
It was hard for Zephyr to endure the curiosity: how on earth were they able to level up so quickly.
Zephyr sent a whisper to Irene.
-Irene nim. I want to be informed of something. In what ways are the Geomchi nims hunting and where?
A moment in time passed before Irene replied.
-Now, we are hunting on the plains.
-Are there a lot of monsters there?
-Monsters? At first when we arrived, it was a paradise of monsters. There were many villages, many buildings, and many wandering monsters.
Irene was a quiet character. So now she seemed to be embarrassed with each accumulated word, but she still had more to say.
-Near the beginning when we arrived at the plains, there were thousands of various monsters! So I thought we should give up and return to hunt the Crocodiles. But before I said anything, Geomchi3 recklessly rushed toward the monsters in the plain and struck them.
-So you’re still on the plain you told me about a while ago?
-Yes. Instead of withdrawing Geomchi3 nim proposed a mission.
-What kind of mission?
-He’s out to lure monsters. He was to go to where monsters are and kite them back here. And then…
-Gulp! And after that?
Zephyr couldn’t see and only imagined the situation.
To openly provoke the monsters in his eyes was not a smart behavior.
-There were hundreds of monsters chasing him!
-Ugh! Why so many?
-But I really admire the Geomchi nims. We managed to come out victorious, barely. And then from there, we kept moving toward the populated plains, fighting. Also, yesterday we found a monster’s lair and like a punitive force, we…
Irene complaints continued indefinitely.
“Yatz! Yatz!”
“These guys are mine.”
“Here we go! Here we go! Slaughter them all!”
Shouts traveled on the rampant battlefield.
Irene at this moment was treating the injured Geomchis who were waiting in line, the number of patients was
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