Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

Magic cart shop, Progress.

I bought a magic cart that I use around the family.

"Ha... Oyaji..."

When I was in the store with my buddies, I saw Chuck, the son of the shopkeeper I had met before, rubbing his eyebrows and sighing.

"Go ahead."

"Welcome... Oh, you were then"

"It's Ryota Sato. He remembered me."

"Yeah, thanks for your help then. How's the cart?"

"Thanks to you"

"Really? Thanks to Mr. Satou, we have more customers asking us to bring in heavy and light locks and modify them in the same way"

Heavy rock, light rock, Arsenic dungeon monster.

This store can customize the amount aggregation function of drops in magic carts, taking advantage of their properties.

Because we show it all the time in return for buyers and swallows, and when they ask me, they put it on with this progress, so that's the publicity.

"That's good"

"Hey, hey, why were you sighing or something?

Alice asked Chuck from the side.

"Actually, he went to the dungeon and didn't come back."

"Again?"

"Really?

Nodding at Alice with a strange face.

"The same thing happened before. You're not coming back leaving a note saying we're going to the dungeon again?

Checking as he explained, Chuck nodded with a troubled face.

"Yes, this time it's been a whole week. Arsenic, so I don't think it's dangerous."

"Arsenic monsters don't attack."

Chuck nodding at Celest's words.

While you do that, look at me with a flicker.

Does this mean... go?

Arsenic dungeon, seventeenth floor underground.

"Oh, I'm tired!

The moment I got down, I saw a rock on one side - a rock monster with a face on it, and I screamed.

From the ground floor to the seventeenth floor, it was all a monster of similar rocks.

Technically, there's a slight difference, subtle for each hierarchy of faces and expressions, but really subtle levels of difference.

So the rocks are just looking at us, they're not attacking us.

Cyclo - No, it's fine to look around the world as one of the premier peaceful dungeons, but it's totally irritating and I'm going crazy the other way around.

Emily said that to me - Arsenic, so Emily and I came together, specializing in rock crushing.

"It's a fight, it's on the 17th floor, so there's got to be Mr. Orton here."

"I know. But... it really doesn't look the same."

"Mr. Rock on the 17th floor is a bit of a dull face."

"If you ask me, yes."

I diluted the rock nearby.

As Emily went, the rock monster over there in the dungeon looks soggy.

He looks like a salaried man who's exhausted from work.

I'm not in the mood for a good look.

"... Now, where is Mr. Orton"

"I'm going around."

Nod.

"Sounds like there are no adventurers on this floor, even though there were some upstairs"

"But that's amazing. About 90% of adventurers here used Emily Hammer."

"Ugh... that name is embarrassing"

"Sounds like you're useful as an advertising tower. We're gonna have to charge extra for this."

I made fun of Emily.

Emily Hammer, when I broke the hammer that Emily loves before, Smith, the arms dealer, offered me something else.

It's the same way a sportsman would want to buy the same thing if the manufacturer provided the tools and the sportsman was active.

With that offering, Emily got a new hammer. And now, 90% of adventurers who go to Arsenic are Emily Hammer.

"This hammer is so easy to use, not because it's me."

"I've been waiting for you on the first floor to sign? You're already a complete celebrity, Emily."

"You forget that!

Emily shouted with a shy face.

By the way, signing is still a young woman with Emily Hammer, and I'm talking about wanting her to sign the hammer because I admire Emily.

She's about eighteen years old, and unlike Emily, she's extremely standard in shape, but unlike Emily, the hammer is so heavy she can't hold it properly.

I wonder if that's why I admire it, what a treat.

I found Olton making fun of Emily a little bit for that.

A middle-aged man with a grumpy, bearded beard on Bobo, the same as when I met him before, looks painfully Dwarf-like, I thought.

"Mr. Orton."

"Hmm? Oh, you."

"I was worried again, Mr. Chuck."

"He doesn't tend to be a golden ball, but he's going to Arsenic."

"Even so, the week is just too long"

"You didn't, you didn't drop it."

"Is that a drop?

"Rare monsters here, I need a master lock. Yeah, can you help me with the Master Rock drop? If I can get him, I'll make him a magic cart."

"Okay."

Yes, sir.

Me and Emily answered instantly.

Because I came here more with that intention.

Same goes for coming to see how it goes because Chuck is worried, but a guy named Orton is the type of guy who puts his life at the mercy of a magic cart modification and throws out his real life to trouble or worry about his family.

I'm interested in what the guy will produce at the end of it, with a week and a dungeon cage clear.

"Then you just have to find Master Rock."

"We don't need to find it. You should touch the slay blocks around there."

"Why?

"If you touch it, you'll see."

Orton just said yes.

Look Emily in the face and nod at each other.

Nearest, approached the slay block, touched it.

The rock with its face like a company animal has done nothing.

"Nothing's gonna happen."

"It means I haven't answered yet. I'll know when I get out."

"Ha."

Believing Orton's words, Emily and I touched the rock at a pace of about every ten seconds or so with a strawberry.

After all, a dungeon without a weird philosophy, too free to do anything about it - when it came to it.

Emily, who was touching a rock, suddenly disappeared!

"Emily!?

"You're here!

Orton raised his voice and touched another rock.

Then Orton disappeared, too.

I don't know what this is about, but there's no reason to leave it alone, so I touched the rock with my hand on the gun.

The next moment I was being flown to a completely different place.

"Mr. Yoda!

"Emily, are you okay?"

"Yes. It was more than that."

Emily makes the other side, there was a monster with a distinctly different face there.

If the people around you are tired of working animals, this guy looks like a rich guy waiting for a girl in a club or a cabbage.

Apparently, if you're touching Slay Block, they'll fly you to Master Rock's place.

It was like a slave paying a payment.

"This is Master Rock."

"Should I knock you down?

"Oh, but..."

"I'm coming."

Without waiting for Orton to say anything, Emily took out the red potion and drank it and jumped around turning Emily Hammer.

I watched quietly.

Emily now has a fan, an arsenic dungeon on its homeground, a drop a over using red potion.

I thought it was okay to leave it to you.

The moment Emily waved the hammer down - her figure disappeared.

"Emily!?

"It's okay, they just flew me outside the dungeon. Wow."

"Outside the dungeon?

"Master Rock's gonna fly out of the dungeon if you don't knock him down in one blow, he's a pain in the ass."

"Will they just fly?"

"Ooh."

Then don't you worry about Emily?

"A blow."

"Can you do it?

"I'll try."

I pulled out my gun and thought a lot about it.

I tried to simulate this how to get maximum fire power out of a single blow.

As a result of my thinking, I put flame bullets in reinforcement bullets 5 on one side and reinforcement bullets 5 but frozen bullets on the other as well.

And shoot.

Flamethrower and frozen ammunition collided and fused.

Reinforcement bullets. Mashi-mashi's extermination bullets put together a five-meter diameter space and ripped it apart!

Naturally, Master Rock disappeared without a trace.

Reinforced Bullet Massi Massi's Extinguishing Bullet,

"You... Isn't that too much?

Even Orton, who told me to take him down with one blow, was powerful enough.

Back from the dungeon, the dropped flowers were returned to Slay Block and Master Rock respectively.

Arsenic monsters don't attack among the dungeons, so there's no real harm in becoming hagglers, special monsters.

I carried them in a box that Orton had developed and went back to Progress.

With Chuck appropriately worried, Orton entered his workplace.

"Totally...... you fucking father"

Chuck was obviously horrified, even though he was in bad shape.

After waiting awhile with his buddies, Orton came out with a magic cart and a big box.

The magic cart was the one we've been using, and the box was a box with an open mouth on it.

"Finished Zoe"

"What happened?

"You, give me your ear."

Orton struck Emily in the ear.

"I get it. Yoda, I'm gonna go."

"Emily? Wait a minute -"

Faster than stopping, Emily pushed her cart and jumped out of the store.

"What's this all about?

"Well, look."

That's what Orton said, and he looked at the box.

Look, I hope Orton himself has something to look forward to.

After a while, a cacon sounded and the sprouts popped out of the box.

"Yay! It's a big success!

"Sprouts? What do you mean?

"What's new is the ability to send the contents of your cart to this box wherever you are. If we put this box in a city hub and warehouse, we'll never have to come back."

"That's convenient!

It made it a lot easier to carry them in a magic cart, but it was still a hassle to get back and forth from the city to the dungeon.

With this feature, don't just go back once a day to get better.

"It's not like I succeeded because of you, thank you."

"Can you put this on more than one cart?

"Of course not, because I envisage sending it to base, but I can send it from multiple slay blocks for my family. How many are there?

"Let me in, five."

"Whatever, heh, if there's a lot of people, the adjustment will be rewarding."

Orton caged in the office again with a fun face, and his son Chuck looked like he was gonna do it again.

Thus we obtained a magic cart with new features for a number of people.