Chapter 63
Chapter 63
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 63
Chapter Title: The Guild's Interest
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Chapter 63
“How is it?”
A man spoke as the video stopped. The person who heard the question nodded.
“Even watching it again, his physical prowess is downright astonishing.”
The video they had watched was the one Yuseong had recently uploaded of him taking down the bonus boss.
The sight of him thoroughly demolishing the bonus boss with dual pistols was impressive in itself.
Unlike others who were desperate just to kill the bonus boss, Yuseong in the video even toyed with it, dragging out the time to hunt more subordinate goblins instead of finishing it off right away.
“Right? We have to recruit this guy, no question.”
“But his level is too low.”
He was essentially a player who had only just properly set foot in Arc. But the man saw it differently.
“Do you know how rare a guy like this is? If we keep playing it safe like this, someone else will snatch him up. Even if his level is low, with talent like that, we can’t pass him up!”
“Hmm…”
It was a convincing argument. He played the video once more.
The way he dodged the dizzying barrage of attacks and counterattacked looked almost artistic just to watch.
Of course, he could pull off movements like that too. But that was thanks to his high level and skills, not pure physical ability like Yuseong’s—something close to impossible.
‘How did I move at that level?’
He considered his own physical prowess top-notch, but he had no memory of ever moving like that.
“He’s perfect for our guild’s elite few style.”
“We never aimed for elite few.”
“Yeah, yeah. That’s just how it turned out. But whether it’s an elite guild or a numbers game guild, bringing in talent never hurts.”
In the end, he was persuaded by the guild master.
“But we have to check his personality too. Like you said, we’re small. We don’t expect him to get along with everyone, but he can’t cause friction with the others.”
If they messed up and the current members left the guild, it’d be putting the cart before the horse. They’d be strengthening their forces by adding a new member, only for it to weaken them instead.
A guild with so few members would take an even bigger hit.
“Don’t worry. If his personality is trash, I’m not taking him. Hell, I’d ghost him on the spot.”
The man made a gesture like swatting a mosquito.
“From his streams, he seems quirky but not dirty.”
“You trust stream personalities?”
High-level players usually had their own personal broadcast channels. Naturally, they knew a stream persona wasn’t the real deal.
They themselves and their comrades all had some gap between their on-stream image and real personality.
‘We’re tame compared to some.’
As fairly famous high-level players, the two knew plenty of other streamers.
They’d seen people who were 180 degrees different from their public image. You couldn’t blindly trust a stream persona.
“Yeah, can’t trust it. That’s why I’m going to check him out myself.”
“You?”
“I brought it up. I’ll go confirm.”
“Is it really necessary?”
Moving to a low-level zone took a ton of time. Hunting would stop, halting EXP gain and loot or cash drops—not to mention the hassle.
But the man shrugged.
“No way to contact him. No phone number, doesn’t check video comments. Emailed the address linked to his channel, but no read receipt.”
“Still, is skipping hunting worth it?”
“I’m interested.”
“Figures.”
Even for a prodigy, the hard sell felt excessive—turns out there was a reason.
“If you’re that into it, go for it. But even if you convince him, we have to poll the members, so I can’t guarantee he’s in.”
“Of course.”
But the man’s tone showed no real worry.
“Think the guild master will help persuade them?”
“I don’t have that skill.”
The man chuckled. He’d thought it for a while, but the guild master underrated himself.
“If you try, that’s enough. Relax. I’ll figure out his personality and decide for sure.”
With that, the man left the guild.
‘Yuseong, huh.’
ID or real name, who knew. But he was definitely starting to shake up Arc.
It wasn’t a huge deal to the man, though. Precisely, he was more interested in something beyond Yuseong’s skill.
Surprisingly, he’d been watching Yuseong since before the bonus boss kill that put him on the map.
Now Yuseong had wild, intimidating nicknames like Guild Destroyer or Bonus Boss Slayer.
But the first nickname that stuck to him was totally different.
‘Black Bread Killer…’
A ridiculous name. But it was enough to pique the man’s interest.
One of Arc’s frontline guilds, ‘Freestyle.’ The guild member ‘CookingDay’ started whistling as he walked.
His target: Sillaremit, where Yuseong had been spotted.
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Reconnecting to Arc, Yuseong first checked his status.
lv 34 (exp 981/1,226)
HP - 252 / MP - 68
Strength - 61
Vitality - 106 (+30)
Agility - 170
Dexterity - 17
Intelligence - 10
Magic - 37
Luck - 10 (+30)
Bonus Points: 0
※ Traits
Savior's Blessing: Designated stat +30 (can change once per day)
※ Spotlight: 281,421
‘Steadily rising.’
Yuseong nodded at the Spotlight number.
Not as much as during the war with Hers Guild, but still a clear, meaningful increase.
‘Bigger jump than last time I checked.’
Maybe the Brutal Tribe Chieftain kill had good ripple effects. Whatever the reason, it was good news.
Next, Yuseong eyed one stat.
‘Dexterity.’
Essential for classes relying on aim like guns or bows. But Yuseong had never invested in it.
His real-world experience gave him more than enough accuracy—overflowing, even.
It wasn’t about skill; in reality, missing meant death.
But this time, Yuseong invested bonus points in Dexterity for the first time in the game.
‘Time to learn alchemy.’
Unavoidable ammo consumption for a Gunner. The costs. Alchemy was the way to cut them reliably.
Firearms needed blacksmithing, but bullets fell under alchemy.
He had plenty of material items from mobs he’d hunted, especially the massive haul from Hers Guild. Turning those into bullets would save on ammo costs.
‘And that’s not all.’
Yuseong had stuck to basic bullets so far. Even enhanced rounds with a bit more power cost triple—and frugal Yuseong wouldn’t splurge.
But making his own enhanced rounds changed everything.
It wasn’t that he hated them; they were just pricey.
‘Who hates more firepower in a fight? Crazy people.’
Yuseong was perfectly sane.
Plus, special ammo wasn’t just enhanced rounds.
Per the攻略 guide, you could imbue bullets with properties to exploit weaknesses or inflict status effects.
Those specials were insanely expensive, so he’d bought a few enhanced ones for emergencies but nothing else.
If he could craft them himself, no reason not to use them.
Potions too—making his own was pure profit. Alchemy had no downsides.
‘First, buy the skills.’
Yuseong headed to the skill shop. Scanned the list.
‘No need to upgrade existing skills yet.’
His skill proficiencies weren’t high.
He mowed down monsters with basic attacks, so he didn’t use skills often.
‘Maybe use them more from now on.’
But that’d burn mana potions, leading to more spending.
‘Cut costs by crafting mana potions.’
Back to alchemy.
‘Once familiar, I can craft items to sell for profit.’
Not diving that deep yet.
‘Just two for now.’
One: Bullet Crafting.
His main reason for alchemy. Use current materials to save on bullets for a while.
Two: Potion Crafting.
Yuseong used potions less extremely than anyone, but still spent plenty buying them.
Slashing those costs would save a bundle.
Yuseong bought the skills. They appeared in his skill window.
Bullet Crafting (Lv 1)
Can craft basic bullets.
Potion Crafting (Lv 1)
Can craft lowest-grade health potions.
Basic crafting skills, no MP cost yet. But limited items.
‘Bullets only basic. Health potions lowest-grade, no mana potions…’
Upgrading skill levels and buying next tiers would fix that.
‘Means I gotta grind crafting.’
Solution in hand, time to act. Yuseong went to the alchemy guild. To the counter.
“One crafting room.”
No alchemy lab or tools yet. Guide said no need now; guild lends to low-level alchemists.
“3 gold per hour.”
It cost money.
The programmed receptionist beamed prettily, but Yuseong’s eye twitched faintly.
3 gold was pocket change. Still, even 1 gold made frugal Yuseong flinch.
No choice. He handed over 3 gold.
“Thank you for your repeated business.”
—Sounded sarcastic, though programmed not to be—he ignored it, eyes squeezed shut, and headed to his assigned room.
Not spacious. Square workbench in the center, a few tools on the walls. Everything worn, screaming low-level alchemist space.
Not just items. Floor and walls cracked everywhere, evoking near-collapse.
Not actually programmed to collapse—just decor to signal bottom-tier room.
To Yuseong, it looked like any rundown building nearby.