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

Even today, I kept diving all morning into the basement fifth floor of Nihonium and kept hunting Red Skeleton.

As a result of entering the hunt with a full concentration from the start, the hit rate remained 100% to the end.

I was bored for that, but I also had a sense of accomplishment.

By the way, the MP went from B to A firmly.

100% hit rate and increased ability, return to the city with two accomplishments.

The city of Cyclo was still busy today.

There is no magic storm, there is no sun breeding moon breeding.

The dungeon master hasn't even shown up, adventurers make money as usual, and the city is turning and moisturizing.

My legs turned to the house naturally, but I stop remembering.

Emily said this morning before we went out.

"I'm going to go maintain the hammer today,"

Emily Hammer.

Smith, the arms dealer, is offering it. It's customized for her.

It's the same as a sportsman, offering it as a sponsor to a famous adventurer, and the more active that adventurer is, the more the same thing can be sold. It's an advertising tower, so to speak.

The Emily has been active lately.

Levels kanst, cyclo dungeons - especially in Arsenic, where there are only rock monsters.

With that activity, I hear that adventurers who go to Arsenic used nearly 70% of Emily model hammers.

"It's like Air Jordan."

Reminds me of the basketball shoes that were popular when I was a student.

Anyway, Emily's out on maintenance today, so there's no mess when she gets home at noon.

"No choice, eat out"

Run through the city and see the restaurant where the meals are served.

Then there was a store that served like ramen.

From the smell it would be pork bones or family lineage or a nice ramen with a good fat flavour.

I missed the junk flavor and I tried to get into the store.

Don!

Shortly before entering the store, he was hit from the side.

"Excuse me - is that it?

"Eh... uh... sorry..."

It was a pair of men and women following an old man who I saw each time I bumped into him.

A method of calling out the word dreams and emotions and letting them work brainwashed like religion or black companies.

It's the man who's making that sacrifice.

He was... even more so than he had seen before.

"Sorry, I was a little confused"

"That's good... are you okay?

……

"Hey."

"... Huh? I'm sorry, I didn't hear that."

In the sky above, a man who's depressed.

It's not that my heart isn't here... It's obviously wearing out and entering shitty territory.

That's the face.

"Bye..."

"Wait, wait."

I accidentally held back the man who was leaving.

Not as good as this, and I layered my former self on him.

Inside the ramen shop, the man was astonishingly disappointed.

A large serving of ramen is already the third cup, and the baked dish I ordered on the side menu is flattened.

"That's crazy. - Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Fine, it's this way that I said treat you, so don't worry about eating. Excuse me, please replace me."

I thought you wouldn't stay like this, so I ordered extra from my mouth.

I pulled him into the store because he was going to fall.

At first, he was reluctant, but he gently fell in front of the scent of the food he had been transported to.

Lots of this food...... that's about it, dude.

I couldn't eat, by the way.

Somehow, the flavour of the seasoning was too strong for my tongue.

No, the flavor itself shouldn't be that bad, the store is pretty thriving and all the guests around are delicious to eat.

But I wondered why... but soon I found out why.

Maybe it's Emily's fault - not because of it.

I thought Emily's mesh was transcendentally too delicious and her tongue must have gotten fat.

With that in mind, a man flattened his fourth cup.

"Good afternoon...... thank you"

"Never mind. Uh... oh, I'm Sato Ryota, Sato or Lyota, either."

Speaking of which, we didn't even know each other's names, so we introduced ourselves.

"I'm Cliff, thank you, Lyota."

"Is that enough? If it's not enough, I'll order it again."

"I'm fine now, thank you so much"

"Well... what's more important than that? You haven't eaten?

I can see why... I dare ask.

"I don't have a hand. It's been three days or so."

"Three days? Cliff's making a lot of money diving in the dungeons, too, isn't he?

"We... yeah, we have another buddy, but that guy is our captain, and the money is managed by the captain. We're doing this in the form of getting paid by the captain."

"So what's that pay?

"... a little short"

"Not enough? How much do you get?"

"I did last month...... it was 30,000 Pyro"

"A kid's allowance!

"What?"

"Oh no."

I stumbled in unintentionally and Cliff looked surprised.

No, no, that face is crazy.

"Pyro", the currency of this world, is almost equal to "yen".

Even this ramen that's still here is priced at 700 pillows a cup and 100 pillows more for a large platter.

At that price, he said 30,000 a month's salary.

"Can you live like that - oh, sman"

I apologized from this side when I saw Cliff look delicate.

I don't think this is happening because I can't live.

"I don't know what else to do. Sometimes we didn't make enough money."

"Is that so bad?

"Besides, we get hurt all the time, and we wear out weapons and protective gear, so we get pulled for that."

"Mmmm..."

Will consumables and equipment be deducted?

It seems sensible at first sight somehow, but it's still weird.

Because it's $30,000 a month. It can't be.

Cliff was slightly depressed and depressed.

"Sometimes I wonder if this job isn't right for me"

"Really?

"I wonder if there's somewhere more I can use my powers, if you let the captain tell you, that would be sweet."

"You don't think so, it's sweet or nothing."

"But it's true."

"Yeah?"

"My status was terrible when the captain picked it up for me. The ability is low, the drop is only for plants E, because the others are F."

"Oh well."

You're like Emily when we met.

If that's the case... I don't know what else to do.

"You didn't stretch a drop?

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

I'm surprised, Cliff, I'm surprised too.

What? The current "Huh?" is.

"That... what's going on?

"What do you mean, you're right?"

"Sometimes the drop stretches?

"No, normally... there is. If the level rises."

……

Stunning, I guess that's what you say, I kind of thought.

Cliff, I look at him, and I open my mouth, and I forget even the blink, and he stands still.

I remember when I saw you in the dungeon before, that bunch of bitches Cliffs call captains, old men calling out emotions and dreams.

"Maybe... they told you the drop wouldn't go up?

Cliff nodded naggingly.

"Rise...?

"Some people don't go up, but it never goes up."

At least my guys were stretched somewhat by the time they leveled out.

Stunning cliff.

I did my accounting and took him out of the store.

Around the bustling city together.

"Why didn't you even confirm it yourself?

"Because the captain told me not to. When I see my abilities, I set my limits myself. Status isn't the only strength, man can't go beyond it."

"Reason!

Evil rushed out of my mouth naturally.

That makes sense, but that's why you can't look at it.

Maybe by not letting him see it, the guy was successfully steering an inferior cliff with only plant E.

I have a stomach to make.

I brought Cliff to the city tool shop.

I bought a consumer item to check the status, a portable know-board, and gave it to him.

It's a know-board that can be carried as the name suggests, and the effects are exactly the same.

"Try it."

"Oh, oh."

Cliff used it as he was told and made it display status.

- 1/2 - -

Level: 66/66

HPC

MPC

force D

Health D

Intelligence B

Spirit B

Speed F

Dexterity C

Luck F

―――――――――

"You're level kanst! How much did they use you for?"

"This is... my..."

"And strong enough, wizard friendly, but this one's pretty strong."

"Oh, really?"

Confused Cliff. More than that.

"Next, go, next, that's destiny"

"Oh, oh."

I heard you drinkin 'the sauce.

That's how Cliff never lets you see the drop status.

- 2/2 -

Plant E

Animal f

Mineral C

Magic F

Characteristic F

―――――――――

"... Huh?

"Let's get this straight"

I told him off, remembering both the way I was against Cliff and my anger towards that man.

"Numbers don't lie, it's not here (cyclo) where your strength is shown, it's a place like Indore"

"Oh, no..."

"And there... you can make more than a million pilos a month for sure"

Cliff was even more flamboyant.