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

I aguared in the basement of the mansion and stared with a new bullet in my hand.

Considering the effect, for now, forced drop ammo - I shrunk it a little bit more and named it drop ammo.

When this bullet is fired, the hit monster opponent drops the drop S standard once.

Drop S1 times per bullet, whether or not you knock it down.

It works with any opponent, but I thought the true value of this bullet would only work for Rare Monsters.

Remove the rusty key from your pocket.

In total, seven.

Dear Dungeon Master Lew, I dropped it from the ground up.

Six drops of ammo + regular todome, seven in total.

Master Leo has a high appearance rate, so these seven keys are now ungrateful.

This is, for example, if Selene had a Dungeon Master Bicone.

If you take a hundred drops of ammo, a hundred readily available, you can collect a hundred bicorn horns, in an instant of something.

In this way, it would be most powerful on rare monsters that can hardly show up.

I could see the performance of the drop bullet and roughly solidified where I was going to use it.

While I thought in one corner of my head about anything else, I turned all seven rusty keys into golden keys via haglemon and repetition before leaving the basement.

Outside in the evening, it's time for the comrades to come home.

Let's give this key to everyone when we get back.

I had decided to give the keys to that room, each and every one of my people.

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Second, I heard a good nose song from afar.

When I was invited to the nose song, I found Emily's hindsight where I went into the kitchen.

"Ooh..."

"Ah, welcome home."

I noticed a voice that leaked by accident, and Emily turned this way.

The 130cm is as small as a child, but its warm and divine to wear an apron and be in the kitchen in the sunset.

Even though we've lived together for over a year, it's so much more than we could have accidentally seen.

"Yoda, what's wrong?

"Huh? Oh no... the"

I thought about it a little bit and said a few thoughts before.

Knife, knife, knife.

"Thank you."

Emily smiled happily and looked forward again.

A knife dances on the slab, chopping the cabbage on the slab with a quiet dance.

You're a master.

The feeling came naturally out of my mouth when I saw it again.

A flowing knife, pampered, doesn't feel at all fast, but the cabbage is chopped out one after the other and stacked fluffy in a bowl next to the other.

Battle cartoon style says "Shizuku Sword", the watertight realm of Akami.

In a super skilled move, Emily chops the cabbage.

"Thanks for always cooking everyone's dinner."

"I love cooking."

"Well, thank you"

Emily laughed and started looking down at Imo this time.

"Potatoes?"

"Yes, it's a fresh potato."

"Is that what Emily took?

Reminds me of breakfast.

I don't know about the report, but it's breakfast before I go to work, and I'm declaring where everyone's going today.

I thought nobody said they were going to potato regions today.

"Yes. I took everyone's share from the parent-child slime."

Emily smiled with a troubled face after saying so.

"I have to be a little stronger. With a few more buddies, the hardness of the parent-child slime to make it enough for the portions is going to go up and I can't take it down"

"Oh, that's the kind of monster you were"

Parent-child slime. A monster that lives on the sixth floor of the Terre Dungeon basement.

His name is Parent-Child, but he's actually a monster in one piece.

The more "kids" you defeat first, the more drops you get when you last defeat "parents".

But for that matter, the "parent" hardness, or defense, increases as well.

Adjusting the number of "children" to the critical hardness that can be defeated is Terre Sixth Floor Attack, a point around.

"... hmm?

"Yoda, what's wrong?

……

"Mr. Yoda?

Emily leans her little neck and glances into my face.

I didn't have time to react to Emily like that, and what was on my mind was flickering a certain sight.

The moment the sight came together clearly, I turned myself over and ran out.

"Mr. Yoda!?

Leaving Emily behind, he runs through the hallway and into the transfer room.

The transfer gate was activated and the Terre basement 6th floor was designated.

It's the entrance to virtually all the dungeons, so I pushed the magic cart that's stopping here, stuck it at a gate in the shape of a swirl of light, and flew in an instant to the desired hierarchy.

There were Terre basement six floors, lots of adventurers and lots of parent and child slimes.

I caught a whole bunch of free parent-child slimes in it and went into battle.

First, I knocked down all the growth bullets, "kids," to maximize the hardness of the drop and "parents".

Next, shoot restraint bullets, health and spirit - defense equivalent to S-Class, but other abilities haven't changed. Parent Slime restrains lightly.

Press the magic cart and lay it across the parent slime.

Keep pushing the two-button pistol - firing continuously from zero distance.

Drop bullets and recovery bullets were fired in alternating succession.

I shot a drop bullet - a potato was dropped in the largest amount when I shot a drop bullet that made me do the drop without having to knock it down.

Drop s + max hardness parent slime.

Mountains of potatoes drop and transfer to the mansion's outpost with a magic cart that lays flat.

I shot a recovery bullet.

Heals the parent slime, which is usually slightly damaged by rounds.

More potatoes dropped almost no time, shooting drop bullets.

Transfer that to the Mansion.

More recovery bullets...

Alternate shooting of drop and recovery bullets, sending piles of potatoes to the outpost in a magic cart.

Recovery from forced drops, repeat it.

At reckoning - I produced dozens of kilos of potatoes for seconds.

The way I flickered because I always thought of "other ways" not to lay around.

So the tension rises and I try to pick up the pace even more.

"Mr. Yoda! Wait a minute!

"Emily? What's going on?

All of a sudden you show up and stop me, Emily.

Did you rush after me from the kitchen, with the apron on?

"It's too soon, Mr. Elsa's getting flat."

"Ah..."

Emily's stop, the sight came to mind in an instant, and I laughed bitterly.

Apparently, the production speed was too fast to exceed Elsa's maximum processing speed, which was responsible for buying the entire family.

It was my first time, so I was happy with this way of flickering.