Max Level Newbie

Vulcan came up with items in his inventory.

Most of them were well-supplied at the general level, but there were some master-level items as well.

'And there's a legendary bow, ······.'

The item assessment for Act 2 is much better than Act 1.

The blacksmith's shop in Espo City is directly managed by the blacksmith's god.

It would be totally different from Heywood of Act 1 who ran a blacksmith shop with roughly learned skills.

Even so, supply still remained unreasonably short of demand.

"You always said you didn't have enough equipment to use. In the first place, the god of blacksmiths said that he was lazy and didn't open a blacksmith's shop often.

In conclusion, Vulcan was confident that he could get enough money with equipment above the master's level he had.

But Kiva's ideas were different.

He said, looking at the Vulcan with a look that he couldn't believe at all.

"You must have been a blacksmith, but you can't compare Act2 to Act1. There are a lot of people here who are better with their hands than you."

"Yes."

"Yes, but the difference in materials is greater than in dexterity. I think it's better than the material you got."

a kibar blurring the back of the horse

But Vulcan was able to guess his intentions enough.

'Well, the ingredients that beginners can get are good.

Vulcan could understand Kiva's concerns.

"But you don't know until you sell something."

"흠······ 그렇게 말한다면야."

Kiva took a sip of water and continued to talk.

"The intelligence group Oracle is near the market. There are various shiny crystals in front of the door, so it'll be easy to recognize. You can go in there, pay for it, and get the information you want."

"Thank you."

"What are you selling? You can take your seat on any empty seat and sell it. But don't just sell it recklessly and look at other people's items and prices first. You have to know the market price."

"Oh, I see."

Vulcan answered foolishly.

It was something I had never thought of because I had never done business.

'It wasn't until Act 1 that I needed no money but to go to the bar, thanks to you, Jake.'

I wish Act 2 had someone who supported me like that.

Suddenly I missed Jake.

"I don't know what information you need, but the information is quite expensive, so don't be disappointed if you run out of money."

Kiva added a word.

Vulcan thought he was a rather warmhearted person.

'They say there are a lot of violent people, but not everyone.'

"Yes, it was very helpful."

Vulcan left the building with a hearty greeting. Then he walked toward the market with a quick step.

On the first day of Act 2, he had been wandering around the city waiting for non-publicity, so he had figured out the location of the market.

a bulkan that arrived at the stall market before we knew it.

It looked similar to Act 1, but it was much larger.

There were also a lot of people who bought and sold goods, reminiscent of the big city of the Lubel continent.

The Vulcan went into the market to look at the goods.

A row of stalls and numerous items.

Vulcan approached the seat of a warrior wearing a red robe and looked at the items.

[Night Supply Weapon Fire Dragon Island]

[Level Limits: 630Lv]

Attack Power +578

Durability 174/200

Attack Speed +10%

Attack power +5% in polar series of airless use

*A crafty blacksmith and a province created by a warrior who infused his inner workings.

"How much is this?”

The warrior raised his head and looked at the Vulcan. With a slight frown, he grumbled.

"3200 As."

Upon hearing the answer, Vulcan nodded past. The sight mumbled the warrior.

"It's obvious that a novice has no market, no money."

'Oh, people are going to wear colored glasses.’

Since then, the Vulcan has not asked for a price.

Instead, I took a closer look at the items with the price written on them and grasped the approximate market price, and after an hour of looking around the market, I felt confident that I could start my business.

To flop.

The Vulcan sat on an empty seat and pulled things out.

One legendary item, four master-level items, and ten supply items.

A total of 15 items filled the seat.

Vulcan with a smile on his face began to trade.

"It's not as high as I thought it would be.’

Of course, it was incomparable to Act 1, but things were much better than initially feared.

Most of the items on the left-hand side were supplied with good name, and the master class was rarely seen.

Not even a legend could be found.

'The level limits are high, 이상하네하네···, but it's still a little weird. I've heard that there are times when you're from Dwerf.’

Of course it was good for Vulcan.

This is because the competitiveness of the items they sell has increased relatively.

But there were no guests approaching the seat of the Vulcan.

Those who approached often looked at the blanks and turned their steps.

'What is it? The item I'm selling doesn't look good on the outside.'

But it wasn't so bad to himself.

The Vulcan, who could not see what was wrong, decided to wait a little longer, and so an hour passed in vain.

Only then did the Vulcan realize.

a spot shining on one's forehead

The fact that people were not approaching because of it.

'Oh, I really thought this was a great one. There's nothing more useless than this for the exchange.’

An item sold by a beginner who took his first step in Act 2.

It was natural not to be interested.

If you are not capable of scanning items, you won't even think about checking items sold by beginners.

The Vulcan's expression frowned like crumpled paper.

A sigh came out of my mouth.

Ha, ha, ·, ·, this is a really good item. There's no way to express it.’

Master class, level limit 700 window! I can't do it.

With his head down, Vulcan pondered how to get through this difficulty.

'Will it cover up if I wear a hood on my head? Won't it work?'

"Hmm. Hmm."

Was the urgency of such a blanks working?

The first customer came in an hour and a half after the opening of the business.

He was a middle-aged black, unclothed man similar to what Act1's Lee Jung-yeop wore.

Vulcan spoke in a polite way, unknowingly.

"Welcome! We sell all kinds of weapons and defenses. What kind of things do you want?"

He is so polite that I wonder if he's ever been so polite after being on Act 2.

The customer, who was looking at the stall, nodded at the words of the Vulcan.

"I'm interested in this sword, but did you make it?"

"No, I'm just an agent, and you're a skilled blacksmith."

Vulcan lied to give the guest trust.

If he said he had made, or got, the item he had made, he would go away.

Fortunately, the guest seemed to believe the words of Vulcan.

"Well. Looks like it. It certainly looks very good for beginners to make it. How much is it?"

'I didn't make it, but I'm feeling a little queer.’

said Vulcan, who managed his facial expression.

"It's 3,300 hours.

The sword had a slightly better specification than the previous one.

Vulcan thought this was a reasonable price, and the Murim readily paid the price, too.

"Sell a lot."

"Yes, thank you."

Sold!

Vulcan bowed his head toward the Moorim, who was leaving with a sword.

The first successful Vulcan to sell goods.

Although the first start took a long time, he managed to sell things and make money anyway.

The fact came with great pride.

It was much more enjoyable than the slaughter of giant monsters.

Come to think of it, I've never experienced this kind of routine.’

At the age of 20, at the age of just beginning his social experience, he fell on the continent of Ruebel and spent time fighting.

Small things that ordinary people would naturally enjoy and experience.

Such things have become a very unfamiliar and fascinating experience for Vulcan.

If you're an ordinary person, dealing with monsters who can pee becomes a daily routine, and the act of selling things with a seat on the floor like now is a life of deviation.

Realizing that he had changed so much, Vulcan felt a little relieved from his excitement.

"Come to think of it, I'm doing this to get information about monsters after my life."

The slightly sullen bulkan hardened his expression.

I was excited when I sold one thing, but suddenly I felt heavy.

However, the guests did not care about the mood of the Vulcan at all.

Guests burst in, as if it was a lie that no one had ever found.

A drastic change, as if someone had been rumored.

'Is it because of the herd before?’

I think I liked the sword quite a bit.

Vulcan was busy haggling with customers despite the mess.

The items in the blanks were competitive enough, and once the customers gathered, countless items were sold out in an instant.

One person even bought several heads of provinces.

Vulcan did item refills twice in the inventory for two hours, and was able to earn quite a decent income.

However, four master-class items and one legendary item were still placed on the left side.

This is because the price difference between the Vulcan and the customers was too great.

"No, why does that spear charge much more than the others?”

"It was made by a craftsman who said that he should be paid this price because he worked so hard on it, ···."."."."."."."."."."

"Well, I'm sure it's better, but I don't think it's that good."

"Yes, thank you."

Whoo, this is a supply, and that's a master! Even if you explain your abilities in detail, you don't believe it, or you don't have a guarantee. It's hard to know what special abilities are until you deal with them yourself.'

In Act 1, it didn't matter because there were many players to check the item's ability, but in Act 2, the player is the only one who has a blank.

There is absolutely no one to objectively evaluate the ability of an item.

Since we sold a lot of other items, let's stop here. I think that's enough money, but, uh, maybe not. Since you said the information is expensive. And it's better to sell at this opportunity than to have useless items.’

Vulcan scratched his head gently with his fingers.

Let's sell a little more. Or should we close the business here and go to Oracle?

At that time, the person who was selling the goods next to him talked to him.

"Excuse me.

"What?"

Looking back, a baby tiger with a cute face was looking at him.

You must be a beginner like yourself because you have a shiny spot on your forehead.

'You must have changed. That's cute.'

The Vulcan scanned its abilities.

[Shinsu Giant Tiger Gao]

[511Lv]

"You seem to be running errands for your teacher, too."

"Yes, it is."

Vulcan was properly spoken. Gao with good eyes continued his words.

"From a long time ago, those five items seem to be quite valuable, but they don't sell well on the original floor."

"Oh, is that so? I haven't heard there's a place else to do business.

"Huh. Your teacher must be very indifferent. I can't believe you didn't tell me that little thing.”

"Haha, it's kind of like that."

'I'm not afraid, but 700 years ago's information is not enough.’

Vulcan waited for Gao's back talk. Gao began to explain with his tongue flapping.

"If you go to a large building over there, behind the stall market, you can auction off valuable items. Of course, you can buy it. Paying a certain fee makes it clear to you, so if you want to be valued, you'd better go."

"Oh, there was a place like that, ······, is that a reliable person?"

"Of course. He's the new Act2 manager who's been promoted."

Gao, who cleared his throat with a carrung, continued.

"Anyway, I recommend you to go there if you have any ideas. Then I'm done with my business, and I'll say goodbye, ·······."."

Gao wags his tail away from sight.

As he stared blankly at his back, Vulcan turned his head and looked toward the auction house.

"Well, wouldn't it be more expensive than here?"

The bulkan, which arranged the seats, moved toward the auction house.