Episode 109
Episode 109. Production Golem (3)
Ah, warm.
Clear and refreshing sound.
The presence of Baek Eun, who carefully packaged the cure for him.
That’s right.
The Mithril Golem looked at the source of the sound for a moment.
There.
-Okay! Just a little more!
Ah, warm.
-Brother, this needs some trimming too.
Ah, warm.
-These specifications don’t quite match up?
A handsome man with distinct facial features and a flask containing floating eyeballs was intently concentrating on something.
This scene had been going on for several days already.
That extreme.
The Mithril Golem naturally returned to its packaging duties.
-That’s it! This is the last one!
A voice full of God.
“Phew… … .”
A young man wiped his forehead with it.
Shimun threw himself down onto a nearby chair.
“This is absolutely killing me.”
A few days of forced march.
Because of that, his disheveled hair and the hem of his shirt sway to the beat of his breath.
It was a look that fit the tired voice perfectly.
of course.
-But it’s all finished.
“That’s true.”
Shimun’s eyes, on the other hand, sparkled with life.
It can’t be helped.
-I never thought I’d be able to refine this much adamantium and orichalcum in just 10 days. As expected from our Oppa.
Adamantium and Orichalcum, each of which weighs a hefty amount.
How could you not be happy when you refined it to fit the golem you created in just 10 days?
“There’s also a dragonium.”
-Oh right! That’s right.
Even the task of mixing in the dragonium was completed perfectly.
Now, all that was left to do was attach the parts and do the final work, and it was truly finished.
Shimun looked at the philosopher’s stone floating in the air in a flask with warm eyes.
“Philosopher’s Stone, I’m glad you’re here. If I were alone, it would have taken me over a month.”
-Hehehe! I’m pretty amazing!
The philosopher’s stone, the ultimate alchemy material.
As it is worth.
The guy caught all the errors that were difficult to discern with the human eye.
Thanks to this, poetry can be made without any special production equipment.
I was able to easily complete the alloy and refinement of adamantium, orichalcum, and dragonium.
-brother.
The Philosopher’s Stone, which had done a final check on the refined parts, approached.
-Don’t be like that. Go and get some rest. You haven’t had a proper rest for a while.
“It’s almost finished, so I should finish it and rest. My ductility has already been fully restored.”
The last arena was the Platinum Promotion Match.
Even though it was a promotion match, the reward wasn’t that great.
It was a poem that had been upgraded to level 6.
By investing all the remaining stats gained in this way into affinity, the affinity that was 130 became 136.
Here, with the effect of the title ‘King’s Pick’, +4 is added, and the total linkage power is 140.
In addition, the Philosopher’s Stone has also reached level 68.
Naturally, the speed of recovery of ductility was considerable.
With the forehead of the poem that was about to rise like that.
-Eight! You idiot brother!
“Ugh.”
Something cold and smooth touched me.
It was the philosopher’s stone in the flask that had already reached my forehead.
-Your stamina will recover quickly, but your mental strength won’t!
The guy’s eyes widened in displeasure.
-You’ve been doing this hard work for 10 days without any proper rest. Even for a ranker like you, this is a difficult forced march!
It was true.
Adamantium and Orichalcum are originally the highest grade materials.
Of course, refining is only possible when a production team with top-level expertise and experience is involved.
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There is even a metal called dragonium, which even the philosopher’s stone does not know about.
Didn’t you have to go through all kinds of refinement methods and make mistakes because of it?
No matter how great a player was, he couldn’t help but feel mentally exhausted.
-Of course I understand your feelings.
The philosopher’s stone in the flask glanced at the completed parts.
A poem that has already far surpassed the average for its rank.
There was no other reason why he invested 10 full days into making a golem with such superior specs.
-You probably want to finish it quickly and prepare for actual use. After all, the Platinum debut is coming up soon.
It was just as the philosopher’s stone said.
Unlike regular players who are promoted and then immediately put into the corresponding rank.
The poem was scheduled to be a debut match, in which only the top tier of the promoted players could participate.
Even from Platinum onwards, isn’t it a global matchmaking, not a domestic matchmaking?
It is a place where promising young talents from around the world meet in one place.
There it is.
-I also have to go to the black smelter.
“that’s right.”
Hidden quest received from Dark Elf Dana [Towards the Black Forge].
It’s difficult, but it’s also difficult.
“To be honest, I’m more nervous about the Black Refinery than the debut match. The comments from the previous arenas were also unusual.”
-That’s right. It seems like it’s not ordinary, since they captured dwarves and dark elves.
For some reason, I had a gut feeling that the Black Refinery would not be easy.
Wouldn’t you experience your first arena failure if you let your guard down?
To the extent that I want to say it.
‘Of course, since it’s not a regular arena yet, there’s no death penalty.’
But that doesn’t mean you can approach things as usual.
As a poet, I want to maximize my power.
And the Philosopher’s Stone knew this kind of poetic heart better than anyone else.
-Ouch! I can’t help it. But I’m just finishing it? I’ll start working on anything else tomorrow.
“okay.”
-Really? Promise me.
Knock knock.
The philosopher’s stone, held out by the hand from the table next to me.
Shimun smirked at the little finger of the guy who held it out so cutely.
“Guy. Okay, I promise.”
He smiled and crossed his little fingers.
-Hee! Then I’ll set it up right away.
Did you keep your promise?
The Philosopher’s Stone flew excitedly towards the crafted golem.
-Let’s see. This is an arm, and this is a leg…
Crunch.
A philosopher’s stone that assembles parts here and there using the flexible arms.
When Shimun got up and approached.
Parts made of ultra-luxurious alloy were combined seamlessly with the mithril frame.
-Oppa, now all we have to do is attach the head.
“okay.”
The poem in the guy’s words is a somewhat rounded model next to the skeleton.
I approached the part corresponding to the head.
Then he took out a glass bottle with a blue glow from his inventory.
[Mimir’s Spring]
Rating: SSS
Asgard’s precious holy water.
Depending on how it is used, it can grant thought and intelligence to even inanimate objects.
The spring of Mimir.
A SSS-grade material item obtained by clearing the previous special arena, ‘Nature’s Fall’.
As the Philosopher’s Stone says, you can give intelligence to golems with the waters of the spring of Mimir.
The information window clearly stated that it granted the user the ability to think and use intelligence.
‘Just put this in and the head part is done.’
The crafted golem has superior intellectual abilities than the regular golem.
Just the ingredients that went in are enormous.
How great of a golem would it be if we added water from the spring of Mimir?
“I’m looking forward to this.”
Slurp.
Poem of pouring all of Mimir’s spring water into a round head part
Contrary to common sense, it will just flow down the surface.
Swish.
It’s as if the spring water of Mimir has evaporated.
It was absorbed without leaving a single drop behind.
The poem that contained it approached the completed body.
click.
The head is neatly attached as if it were one body.
Shimun, who felt rewarded for having worked hard for ten days, took two steps back with a pleased face.
-brother?
“Okay. Now all I have to do is connect them.”
Shimun nodded and raised his hand towards the production golem.
“The Philosopher’s Stone, you know? You can use it to spend achievement points if you want.”
-yea, I got it!
Including the last arena, the current achievement points total 49,500 points.
If I had earned just about ten thousand more points, I could have obtained the recipe for making a homunculus, which was a quest reward from the Black Goat.
Or, there was a way to link the three stars of Cheonma Shingong.
‘First of all, the completion of the crafting golem comes first.’
As much expensive and precious materials were poured into it.
Shimun decided to invest generously in producing golems.
“Then let’s begin.”
Woof.
The philosopher’s stone located in the center of the chest.
From there, a familiar energy, a ductility, flowed out and rushed to Shimun’s fingertips.
Ah, warm.
The moment it bounces.
Break!
A series of sparks occurred and the crafting golem began to be enveloped in a white halo.
“and…….”
-Ohhh!
The eyes of the poet and the philosopher’s stone in the flask widen as they watch this.
Within.
Zzz!
With a cracking sound.
“Ugh!”
Shimun staggered, clutching his chest.
In the future, such a poem will be published.
[Not enough power to activate Dragonium.]
An absurd phrase came to mind.
-Brother! Are you okay?
“Oh. I just lost energy for a moment.”
As if the energy was being consumed artificially.
A feeling of emptiness in an instant.
The previous system window is also like that.
The poem could easily identify the cause of this exhaustion.
‘I don’t have enough strength… … .’
Golem’s ductility is lacking and its strength is lacking?
It was a very funny situation, but I couldn’t help but understand it.
-Brother, I think it might be because of the dragonium.
“Yes. The system says so too.”
Kiiing.
As the exhaustion subsided.
The poem immediately activated the Eye of Odin.
I didn’t know it when I made it.
Now that I’ve tried this trick once, I understand.
“Dragonium, this is a metal that needs to be infused with dragon power to be properly activated.”
In other words, should we say it is in operation?
It requires a certain amount of energy to function properly.
The poem just swallowed up its own power.
I looked at the parts that were still crying out that they were lacking.
-Hmph! I see. I didn’t know about this type of metal either…
“It’s okay. It’s natural not to know.”
It’s not like the body just flew away.
It’s flexible, just try again.
the problem is.
“But even if you look at it roughly, the amount of strength required is enormous?”
-I know.
It was the power to activate Dragonium.
A total of 140 people can be connected.
This is only half of his stat, 70, which is his dragon power.
‘Even if I pour it all out, it only becomes activated for a short while.’
If we take 100% as the standard, is it about 20% full?
Even that 20% was dissipating at a frightening rate.
blast furnace.
‘It means that a large amount of power must be poured into one room… … .’
20% with 70 power.
Even a simple calculation shows that a capacity of 350 is required.
The philosopher’s stone in the flask shook its head.
-Brother, I guess I’ll have to use up my achievement points.
“I guess so. But with this level of strength, wouldn’t it cost quite a lot of achievement points?”
-That’s right. To begin with, energy linking is extremely inefficient. Maybe the points I have now aren’t enough?
I tried to invest achievement points without sparing any effort.
If it’s an inefficient investment, it’s a different story.
at that time.
smart.
“Mr. Shimun.”
There was a knock at the lab door.
“Come on in.”
A familiar man enters the room with Shimun’s permission.
Night Hunter Park Jin-wook said with a serious face.
“Your Majesty, someone has arrived from the continental side.”
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A man of tall stature and good looks to match.
Seo Wi-ryong tapped the steaming teacup with a somewhat anxious expression.
Suddenly.
The luxurious door opens, and a handsome young man with distinct features enters.
Seo Wi-ryong quickly got up from his seat.
“Long time no see, Shimun!”
Seo Wi-ryong greeting with a sharp punch.
To him.
“Uh… … Nice to meet you, Mr. Seo Wi-ryong.”
A poem about playing lottery a bit clumsily.
Seo Wi-ryong saw that and smiled and waved his hand.
“There’s no need to go as far as to use the lottery ticket. Sir Shimun, you’re not a member of the Continental Guild.”
“Haha, is that so?”
Shimun sat down, scratching his head.
Seo Wi-ryong’s smile became even brighter.
‘I felt it last time too, but he is a very formal person.’
As with some of the larger guilds.
Continents also had their own unique culture, such as gambling and systems.
But it doesn’t belong to the continent.
How could I not be happy when a foreigner like me shows me even a little bit of courtesy?
‘With that much power, it would be natural for him to be arrogant… … He is truly worthy of being the brother of the Sword Saint.’
The favor in Seo Wi-ryong’s eyes grows even stronger.
The poet, who did not know that, asked calmly.
“I see you came here, so I guess things went as expected.”
“Yes. Thanks to you, the guild master can breathe a sigh of relief. And so can we.”
“thank god.”
A smile naturally appears on Shimun’s lips.
It was natural.
‘If we do this, Jong-ri-choo will be a bit more careful.’
Originally, it was the guild master succession.
That is, the succession of power is carried out cleanly.
I had to erase the traces of the previous guild masters and their factions like a sword.
‘If Seo Wi-ryong can say something like that, then the moderates must have established themselves properly within the continent.’
Since that faction is still alive and well, Jong-ri Chu must be very upset.
Seo Wi-ryong, who was sitting across from me, took a sip of tea and spoke with a bitter smile.
“How can I repay this favor… … . I wish I could return the favor several times over, but shamefully, our circumstances are not favorable yet.”
Seo Wi-ryong’s shoulders slump slightly.
The poet shook his head in response.
“Just your heart is enough. If you really care, you can give it to me later when the situation stabilizes.”
I won’t refuse that gift.
To the poem that answers like that.
“Mr. Shimun… … .”
Seo Wi-ryong’s eyes are getting moist.
Within.
“Oh, right! It’s not like I have nothing to give you.”
Something just occurred to me.
Seo Wi-ryong quickly opened his inventory and put his hand in.
And into the glass bottle of crimson liquid that came out.
“that……!”
Shimun’s eyes opened wide.
fantasy,
