Fairy Tale Chronicles

"It might be quite surprising that Fujido did Faircro too."

"Nothing, I'm still playing VRMMO, even if I'm not a nerd or something. Instead, as far as I'm concerned, I'm more surprised you went to advanced production."

"I'm sick and tired of the crowd on the first day of service, and while I'm wasting my time with the people there in a real escape, I'm stuck in the depths."

unexpected classmates face-to-face in unexpected situations and men and women talking about smudging their unexpectedness. That in itself is an online game, a sight not so rare in VRMMO, which has also gained full citizenship for several years.

The name of the man speaking Kansai Valve is Donghong (Azuma Hiroshi). He is a senior high school student who has exuded hetaleola from his whole body because of his physique, which can be said to be a hundred and seventy-one centimetres tall middle meat tall, and because of the fact that his eyebrows are fat, he is not wearing a distinctive facial or otherwise strange taste clothing, and even though he is not wearing a strange disfigurement, for whatever reason he is said to be dull and wild. I don't have to see where I'm losing my depression in the game even though I'm a student, it's an easy type to be flushed for, and my non-game hobby is reading, which also mainly prefers the light novel system, someone who is regarded as a geek in the public either way.

The woman's name is Fujido Spring Vegetables. It is a girl who can be described as a beautiful girl without complaint, characterised by a height of one hundred and sixty-seven centimetres and a higher back length than the average of Japanese women, and natural long blonde hair and clear blue eyes indicating that blood is mixed abroad. She is also a girl of a pedigree who has difficulty expressing herself, where her mother, the singer, has three-eighths mixed British blood because Japanese blood is one-quarter Japanese British. The body line where the blood of Englishmen can say things, or if they do, sell fights to merry gravure idols and win, will not let go of the men's attention. Seventeen years old in the same class as Hiroshi, on the body of an original student.

"I can't tell you about people, but can I play games at this time of year?

"I appreciate you worrying about me, but I still go to prep school once, and I'm only caught up in judging a desired school for once. Besides, I originally did it when I was almost done raising one skill, so I was going to pause when I got there. So, I don't even have to ask, but what about Fujido?

"Breathe, is that what you're saying? I've hardly logged in myself since spring break."

As you can see from this conversation, it's not like we're both skipping depression and studying for exams. Their academic achievement is by no means low, as the high school they originally attended is one of the top schools in the province in terms of their grades, albeit public. If you are Spring Vegetables, the memory of the protégé is either powerful or you are always tapping the ranking triple digit in the national test, and the college pass rate A determination you aspire to continues to maintain all the time. Hiroshi also encourages tricks and studies every day because of his hectic behavior, and some subjects are Spring Vegetables and Mutual Grades. Most of all, I'm always anxious that the bad subjects are the type of people who pull their legs hard, and that's where they don't get caught up in foot amputation.

A beauty with a casual and attentive personality and a light geek with a full Hetaleola. Even if they were classmates, they would never have been involved in anything other than an inherently clerical conversation. Whether that's the case or not, it can be their salvation to get caught up in a subtle awkward situation where they just meet in an online game.

"But until graduation, I had a chance to talk about the game properly, but I don't know what life is like to talk about the game here."

"Dong-kun, you didn't want to be involved with me. You had a full aura."

"Nothing, Fujido said something about it. Simply, when you act with a broad faceted woman, you just don't like to relate to real women, no matter who they are, based on the experience of life in the busy eye."

"... I don't know, they're supposed to be saying terrible things, but I'm so convinced of this irrational situation myself..."

Spring vegetables that show subtle depression. A macro that subtly draws on that dialogue. Try to further expand the distance you were originally taking to converse.

"I don't know if Fujido knows it for himself, I knew he wouldn't touch God..."

"I don't think so in this situation, me."

"Sort of. It's time to stop running away from reality and see what's going on."

With that said, I look around all the time. The smell of air in a landscape with vibrant colors and overwhelming textures, not a sight that is characteristic of VRMMO and has a faint sense of reality that I dared to shake near the cartoon. A shaped creature that I hunted scattered in the game and have never seen in the real world. And most importantly, when you're attacked, it's a vivid, sharp pain that goes beyond safety regulations.

"I knew it could be a game."

"Obviously, a fairytale chronicle, or a world very similar to it,"

When I sigh at a situation that is not too good, I say the same word face-to-face.

"What do we do...?

"Shall we...?

Following the behavioral principles stained with the game, heckles and talents spoke as if they were twilight away while handling the remains of a bear who reminded me that it was real.

The beginning of the matter dates back about four hours in time to the sensory time of the macro.

"Chi-su."

"Oh, Mr. Hiro, Ban Wah."

"Kon ~"

Having kept his promise to his parents disciplined and completed his homework and about an hour of exam study, Macro finally wore a groom and headgear in the free time he made and logged into his usual VRMMO, Fairy Tail Chronicle. Greeting in a group chat brings back greetings one after the other from the face of having a fixed party.

The game they're playing, Fairy Tail Chronicle, is a VRMMO in which Hiroshi started formal service in middle school, with catchy copies such as "Hunting, Agriculture and Anything," "Survival to Slow Life," and "All Items in the Game Are Homemade," a work that employs a hybrid development system of character level and skill proficiency, with no concept of profession in the RPG sense, which has been talked about since the beginning by implementing volumes out of common sense and achieving freedom without falsehood in promotional complaints.

Having achieved the abolitionist crying feat of plunging in enough maps and elements to be implemented in three or four major updates originally from right after the official service and simply saying that it would take nearly a year to get all the information on the implemented fields, this game had evolved into a giant title that, in just two major updates, would no longer allow anyone but the developer to grasp all the elements.

Best of all, I guess the biggest surprise is that I haven't had a bug-like bug or server down kind of thing when I say that's all capacity. Above all, in exchange for having an automated training system that is logged out on some skills, the fact that we have achieved more robust security than some governments by enclosing all the external tools and macro-like and still not allowing hackers to intrude in any way would be the reason why we are gathering the support of users, even though we do little balancing, etc.

Even though it's been five years since the service started, it's still a monstrous title that keeps you running top of the line in terms of number of users and player satisfaction, which is the "Fairy Tail Chronicle".

"Mr. Hiro. Mr. Hiro."

"What?

"Do you have an inventory of healing potions and mana potions?

"I don't know. In the meantime, if I did level six, I'd pile up a pile in the warehouse, but so what?

"Enough. Well, we're only on the market to level four or so."

I can only be convinced that what's out there is still, at the same time, unexpectedly low level, as a macro who hasn't used the fact that it's an auction at an outdoor store for a long time. Level 4 potions are pretty much dropped by man-shaped miscellaneous fish in the first place. Anyway, if you just drop it, some guys usually heal with their hands on the monster's crotch, so it's a blur from the hunters who are not on top of it.

Under certain circumstances, the craftsmen of this game do not flush the items they make into the market. For this reason, it is only about drops and quest rewards that go to outdoor stores and auctions. Also, advanced materials are not available on the market because of the specifications that advanced craftsmen cannot obtain without dismantling monsters. At their level, it is normal to barter materials that are in abundance directly because the networks between artisans are well established. Therefore, craftsmen like Hiroshi rarely use open stores and auctions, and consequently do not understand the rare value of the objects they make.

"I don't know. Well, if I wanted to make level 5 stable, I'd have enough arms to have intermediate kansts."

'Ugh, you were so tough...'

A friend who groans at the words of a macro. For this reason, Kanst refers to counterstopping in online gaming terms, that is, reaching the upper limit. In this case, the expression is the same as saying that the intermediate is mastered.

"Well, production comes from habit, giving up and guts. So, how long have you been here?

'In the meantime, I want about a hundred of them both, but do you have one?

"Extra time. If you do it, you can go to level eight.

I will try to present the highest level of objects that can be made with potion creation skills, made in piles to give you skills during the winter break. Blah, there are three squares worth of money in the limit number that can be stored in a warehouse one squares, so someone would be better off eating it up.

'No, no, six is enough. Well, on the day I used level 8, I couldn't help but stand out. So, how much?

I don't know about a macro that doesn't dive into a dungeon other than collecting material, but the level 8 potion boasts a healing amount that exceeds the healing magic of advanced players. It's not as sweet a game as one can handle, but if you're about the boss of an intermediate dungeon, there's enough performance to drop without healing magic if paired with a good attacker. Most importantly, in this game, where there are very few players who are building their production skills for one reason or another, the level 5 or later potions that are not available other than to take from rare monsters of production or human form are quite valuable items.

It's a level that is bought up by the advanced guys the moment they go on the market, such as the various potions at level 6, the highest level commonly known. Thanks to this, no one in the body of a macro whose character level is mostly demographically within the volume zone knows, for example, the level 6 potion market. Besides, NPC won't buy me a level 5 or later potion to see what the specifications are.

"I don't know. Anyway, the guy who made it out of skill building, five hundred a bottle. Yeah."

"An!!

"Well, to be honest, if I didn't show up, I'd have a price other than the NPC selling price, and I wouldn't know what to do with the market, and I'd be camping for drop-based materials from everyone."

'Well, I don't really have much room for nostalgia, so I appreciate the cheap'

"Here, I'll send it on delivery now."

"Roger. Always Thankful"

Send the potion removed from the warehouse by courier system with a delivery designation. For this reason, a bottle of 500 is the price of a level 2 potion, which is the upper limit that can normally be bought from NPC. It's a healing agent that's become a must for mid-hunting from the beginning, but by the time it's needed, it's a pretty painful price. Still, if you want to make it with production skills, you should earn and collect money from hunting and questing. From this point on, it is possible to deduce the misadventures of production skills in the first place.

"Hiro, he said he was going to start this game because his cousin's next VR ban is lifted, is there any good gear for beginners?

"I don't know. Better than a miscellaneous fish drop. Yeah, I have about a knife and clothes, but is that okay?

"Let me see some specs"

"Like this."

Transcribe and send the data on the clothes and knives that you fished out of the warehouse.

"That's a troubling place."

"More. Yeah. Was he better?

'No, the other way around. Maybe a little too good to give to a beginner'

"If you do this or less, it's quicker to buy it from NPC"

'Right, roger. So, do you want to buy the right cheap guy at first and present this guy at the right time? How much?'

"I don't know. I sold it to NPC for a thousand, five hundred yas, maybe three thousand yas."

"So cheap."

"I just stopped pressing a lot of monkeys piled up in the warehouse, and I didn't care. I'll give you the extra practice potion and level 0 potion one stack at a time."

That being said, I push a massive amount of the lowest level potion with only such a subtle amount of healing that the use no longer exists either. Useful are potions that symbolize the misadventure of production skills, from tutorials to completing beginner quests and saying that you need parameters where you want level 2 potions to be able to build them in a short, but stable way. Moreover, the potion has a system called addiction, especially mana potion and stamina potion because of the high incidence of addiction, most of which makes extra money I received in tutorials and early quests.

It's a joke specification to say that the container is not too low performance to sell to NPC for what it needs, and yet it doesn't mean that it can be used or the container can be recovered, and if you really don't want to make a deficit, you need to make it out of the container with other skills, and for what you're free to do, I just think you're paying the player in front of the gate from the entrance. That's what a potioner says in the same period as a macro.

Most importantly, the reason why production is distant from most players is in the previous part. The collection of ingredients that can be considered essential to make anything is so tight that it will die. At any rate, even if you get a bottle of grass in the first place, you need to keep your face close and check carefully to cut off the available areas accurately, not just the maximum of the stamina value, but if you do enough work in the beginning, the stamina will deplete and you won't be able to return to work without a break for five minutes. Skills in processing materials are also probably heavily consumed in MP and stamina, but this one is not that noticeable in reality because we don't move on without the materials in the first place.

Besides, it's a mazo specification that says players will be really tired and unable to move, taking advantage of their characteristics as VRMMOs. Besides, the less stamina you have, the more visible your work efficiency and success rate will fall, so it's not actually a decent task without a break for about five minutes of work. When proficiency exceeds a certain line, the problem is resolved acceleratively from there, but that's really hard.

In addition to that, strangely realistic setting, as the rank of production items rises, many players break around the middle, even over the walls of elementary stamina and work cumbersome, because of wastefully elaborate manufacturing settings that require high-ranking products to be made with other production skills, or that require multiple production skills to be processed at the same time in the first place. On top of that, as I mentioned earlier, if you can only make a level of product that can be purchased from NPC at most until it is intermediate, other than the person who got into so much depth and became mean, you usually cut it early.

Blah blah blah, the specification of this wasteful production is the single biggest dissatisfaction for users of Fairy Tail Chronicle. Moreover, for the same reason that the craftsmen no longer distribute their produce to the market, the number of production characters with a smaller ratio than other games, even if not, has been greatly reduced, so many times a request has been made to at least make it a little easier to cultivate.

'I've been thinking about it for a long time, but at best you want to see what's in Mr. Hiro's warehouse.

"I can show you. Yes, but it's very valuable because it's made of products and sampling materials."

'No, no. Because the level eight potion that says it's flooded with that mountain is already normally valuable'

"The warehouses of the advanced producers are all alike or dropped by. Maybe if I put it up for sale, it'll collapse in no time?

"Are you that good?

"You know, there are twenty-four people who can make level eight, and I'll take 10,000 of each, so that's it, at least 240,000 of all kinds?

It's an amazing number at first glance, but given the total number of players and consumption, I can't even say it's too much. Anyway, a single dungeon attack usually eats up fifty or a hundred.

"Well, let's just say that. Mr. Hiro, why don't you dive in the dungeon from now on?

"Oh, yeah. I'm about to run out of drop-based materials, and I plan to pause a little for my exams today or tomorrow, so I'll have them mixed up when I'm done with the work I'm going to do."

"What are you making now?

"Enjoy later."

Friends who move on to their preparation by telling the macro who keeps working, as they have eaten people, where to meet and when to start for now. Keep working on them sideways like that even right away......

"Alright, Skill Kanst!

Achieve the purpose of the work and confirm that you have recently mastered the special skills acquired in the quest. When the transfer stone and other items were removed from the warehouse in an attempt to move towards the assembly point, a sound effect indicating that an email had been received sounded.

"Hmm?"

A peek at the mailbox revealed three emails with unsure titles that I think were clearly typed. I thought I'd delete it immediately, but just call a friend of mine just in case.

"Hey. Did someone just text me?

'No, I didn't let you out, but what's up?

"Oh my God, I got about three typed emails."

"... you better not touch that."

To the words of the Macho, the oldest member advises.

"I was going to see what was in it, but why?

"Recently, there have been a couple of problems with typed emails destroying clients. It's official."

"Heh ~. Is this the first time you've ever had such a deadly bug? Oh, really. I'll keep you posted from the operation."

'So when you contact the operation, make sure you never touch it, including deletion'

"Roger. Thanks for your attention"

Thank you for contacting me about GM calls and typed emails. Report as a bug report with screenshot to the operator as well. An anomaly occurred the moment I took a non-typed email backup of the matter just in case and activated the metastatic stone to go diving into the dungeon this time.

"What the hell!?

A typed email fills the mailbox and begins to erode to an otherwise window.

"What's up?

"The typed email flooded out of my mailbox!

"What's going on!?

"Even if I tell you! 'Cause I don't care what you touch, but you open it on your own!!

A chat member who hears the screams of a macro rushes to speak up a lot. But it doesn't even give me room to answer that, and typed emails fill my sight more and more. A typed place name is added to the destination selection display of the transfer stone, where it is chosen on its own.

"Stay put! Cancel the move!

The cry of the macro is also murky, the metastatic stone is activated and filled with errors and alerts in front of it. It was when those two warning indications, which continued to appear irregularly, lined up in shapes as if they were magical formations, that the consciousness of the macro was interrupted.

"... what the..."

Looking around, crushing with a glance at his face. When he woke up, he fell into the woods like he didn't recognize him. The woods, even so, don't seem to be in so deep a place, if you walk a little brighter, you can see the open meadows right away. Although it is vague as to where the forest entrance is, the perception that it is near the entrance does not seem to give rise to any problems.

"Seriously, no..."

Watch your surroundings carefully and sigh at the amount of penetration. It would still have been good if the plants that make up the forest had all the stuff that I had no idea. Originally, I don't know enough to tell the type of grass tree. Yet I know almost every name for this forest plant. It is also true that there are many things that would not be in reality.

"Besides, this outfit. Whatever it is, don't do this..."

The outfit is neither worn before headgear nor in the game, but he is wearing a pair of coarse sewn trousers that weave on a simple shirt something like this and a matching overalls before making, and a pair of shoes that are more coarse than barefoot and have no decent soles to a certain extent. An early costume for the Fairy Tail Chronicle, as I remember it. Blah, blah, blah, blah.

There's only one tiny knife except for the clothes you're wearing. No wallet, no bag. I didn't even have a purse in my original outfit, so it is a situation where I might say that I just have a knife, but I can't do it nonetheless.

"Well, you lost it..."

Finish avoiding reality by checking the situation as a whole, and look for things that are blurry but likely to be guidelines for future action. You should seriously look here because it could cost you your life without joking. And so on, observing the environment carefully, I hear a sudden scream like a woman's. A woman's voice, a macro who tried to escape those who heard her voice reflexively, but the situation changed faster.

"Nooooooooooo!!

"Stay put!

Less than ten seconds after hearing her voice, a blonde girl, somewhat familiar from the back of the woods, runs in desperate shape screaming. Behind her, who runs at a speed that I don't think normal humans can get out, is a giant bear wondering if there will be three meters. Macho, who was shaking and stiff when he saw the girl, broke the balance when he was taken off his leg and saw her about to be caught up by a bear, breaking in between the two, sooner than thinking about something with his head.

"Run!!

With a familiar voice, a beautiful girl with a familiar appearance thumps the knife pattern into the bear's belly with a body-stained motion, blowing up all her strength. It's already bright white in my head, and my whole body shakes won't subside. Instinct doesn't recognize the bear as a threat, even though it completely constricts reason and emotion to the trauma stained to the core of the body, to the physical crisis of a giant bear, to the fear of both sides, against a creature called a woman. Because I'm scared, I'll get out front anyway.

Donghong was instinctively pushed with tremors and fears that didn't fit in, and the motion stained his body took him to seal up the motion of a giant bear.

"Did Fujido get a typed e-mail?"

"Higashi, too..."

"When I was there, it seemed like the metastatic stone did the last trigger, but what about Fujido?

"When I tried to creep through the transfer gates of the Urs East Gate,"

Having finished dismantling the bear, the two cook meat together and cook together, checking the last minute situation while filling their bellies with it. After all, we're quite a distance away from having a conversation, and there's still a look to figure it out, but Spring Vegetables, which I understood to be something like that, can't even get into it in particular.

"Get involved as much as you can, the equipment, the items, all the money, the charades, the very unfriendly stories."

"Right. Besides, if you're looking for a safe zone, it's suddenly a bursark bear..."

"Mr. Fujido, I don't think you're following me."

"Really..."

I leak a smudge and a sigh, remembering the situation when I reunited with the Macro. Spring vegetables, flown here just like a hong, were attacked by bears while searching for a safe zone, panicking and fleeing at full speed. But where I was physically capable, if I was panicking, I wouldn't be able to fully demonstrate that ability. In the end, it was in the earlier situation that I let the stone hold my leg a little bit and say that the giant bear was about to chase me away. After that, we are both parties, so there is nothing to say about this.

The battle itself followed with aided magic a desperate, shivering, but hard-working, ambition to take the opponent's offense and attack with a poor knife, an initial piece of equipment in the game, to somehow sneak up the steeple with some injuries. Happiness or unhappiness. Competencies and skills were the same as those of the game, and even poor early gear could afford to kill the boss bear or so.

"In the first place, if you think about it now, it's nothing. Even this poor knife could have been solved about that..."

"I don't know. Thankfully, levels, skills and parameters seem to take over from the game."

I nod remembering the battle earlier and the treatment that followed. In fact, Bar Circ Bear is a novice killer field BOSS, but from a mid-level or so player character, he's only an opponent to an inferior degree than the dungeon's miscellaneous fish.

"Um, Higashi."

"What?"

"Me, the appearance of the avatar was pretty messy, what's going on now?

"How is it, Fujido, who is very normal except in his outfit, and always does the class moodmaker?

"... I knew it..."

I can't really understand what I'm disappointed in the sighing dialogue of spring vegetables.

"I don't think there's a big problem with the appearance compared to the anomaly that gets flown to a place like this..."

"That's what I said. It's quite resistant to expose your face in these unspecified games where personal information flows to some extent."

"Oh, Fujido, if you did it, you might want to be careful in that sense"

"You understand me?

"Yeah. It's hard for parents to be celebrities."

With that said, I check the appearance of spring vegetables again, and I notice a pretty allergic problem.

"I'm thinking now..."

"Hmm?"

"I'm having trouble dressing up in the early clothes of this game in real life..."

"... if you ask me..."

It didn't bother me when I was avatar, but the initial costume of the game has surprisingly many gaps due to its relaxed design. It's not a good idea to make it once you see it, but still, depending on the pose and angle, you can't even see about the valley of your chest. And Spring Vegetable's body shape is a washboard that hasn't messed with the setting since it was one of the best in the game. It's not that, it's a level where you can win fights by selling it to the same gravure idol as it is in reality......

"You have quite a lot of problems dressed as a fantasy..."

"For once, if you want to make it, you can't even make clothes?

"Do you even sew?

"If you want to sew, or go to top production, you basically have to do it all."

"Really?

"That's right."

It is not so commonly known that there are many circumstances and that it is a production specification or something that can be made. At the very least, you wouldn't know anything but artisans to say that catching copies of everything that exists in the game are true.

"Well, for now, I don't care what you do with the money, even if you go into the city"

"It's really bad that there's no sentence as per the default settings..."

"The bags are all over the place..."

So blurry, the fur of the bears treated all the way into my eyes. In situations as dressed and flaunted as they are, a magnificent thought of a lot of things that could be made before the wreckage of a bear that cannot be called a mountain of treasure.

"I don't know. Do you want to make a bag out of this?"

"Can you do that?

"Well, that's not so much of a problem. In the meantime, there are yarns and needles, but the yarn does something with the hairs of rabbits roaming there, the needles..., there was a river, so what do we do with the little bones of fish"

"That's what I can do..."

"If I did enough to make a bag, maybe I could figure it out. Well, that's why I make yarn from rabbits, so bad, Fujido, you seem to have better cooking skills than yourself and me, and you can catch fish and bone me, huh?

"Copy that. Can I get some dried up at last?"

That said, I drop off the spring vegetables heading towards the river, catch the rabbit as soon as I get allowances and spin the yarn from the fur. Rabbits in this area are suited to making yarn because they have fuzzy fur like angora rabbits. Furthermore, with a high level of textile skills, it is possible to spin the lowest line of yarn without tools. Exactly, though weaving cloth is tough.

"This feeling and survival in Nojuku for the time being..."

"That's gonna happen..."

It leaks a sticky blur while spinning thin threads to the limit you can make with your bare hands. Spring vegetables also agree to sigh as they finish stirring the fish they've caught and prepare to smoke.

"In the meantime, if you have some tools, you can make drugs that are enough to be a selling mon, so from where you make your own..."

Leaks a deep sigh with the required amount of spinning thread and minimal machining needle in hand. Tired of the length of the journey, the first day of life in different worlds went on.