Overgeared

‘Why is it so big?’

Grid was surprised due to Pangea’s scale.

‘I thought it would be a small village because it’s a starter village.’

It was the reverse. Pangea was large enough to be called a city. He couldn’t see an end to the wall, no matter how he turned his gaze. It seemed much bigger than Reidan, the second largest city in Eternal, with the population even being higher. Reidan was lacking in people, while everywhere in Pangea was crowded with people.

‘The lord here must have it good...’

He would be earning a lot from all the taxes the citizens were paying. Desert cities, fortified cities, etc. Grid only owned cities that didn’t possess a lot of money, making him feel envious.

“Ah?”

Grid was constantly observing the area when he noticed something.

'There’s a lot of ethnic variety?’

Grid thought of the East Continent as Oriental. He imagined an Oriental style of living where the people had black hair and black eyes. However, while there were many inhabitants of Pangea who seemed Oriental, others were reminiscent of Westerners and Middle Easterners. The same was true for the architecture lining the streets. Some buildings looked like they came from the Joseon Dynasty of Korea, others looked like cathedrals from Medieval Europe, while mansions in the Middle East were also present.

“Wow. This is very...”

He thought he should eat jjamppong for lunch today. He was somewhat disappointed since he was hoping for the mysterious old Oriental mood.

‘But this might be an advantage. If a player of another nationality comes, they won’t stand out.’

Pangea was just the starter village. This must be an arrangement for players visiting from the West Continent for the first time.

‘A city or kingdom with the Oriental atmosphere I imagined probably exists somewhere.’

Grid’s reasoning was appropriate. The East Continent was known to be far larger than the West Continent. Grid lingered for a few hours in Pangea. He observed the shops and streets full of people in order to understand their rules, sentiments, and culture. It was an effort to adapt.

He didn’t move without thinking like the old days. It wasn’t irritating if he thought about it as meaningful behavior.

‘There isn’t anything special. It’s the same for the people. I should head to a smithy now.’

Grid determined that he had looked at Pangea enough and was filled with a new curiosity. He was curious as to how the blacksmiths of the continent worked and what type of battle gear they produced. He wanted to study it. Grid didn’t forget his duty as a legendary blacksmith.

"Esteemed elder, excuse me. Can I ask a question?”

Grid called out to a fat old man passing by.

“Where is the smithy?”

The elder NPC called Pao Woo looked over at Grid and asked.

“Is this your first time in Pangea?”

I came

Their perception towards the West Continent was still unknown, so he had to be as careful

see. There should be

Woo explained it based

road, the Red Tongs smithy on the south road, and the Blue Flames

there many blacksmiths working

moderate amount. At

weren’t just battle gear. There were also a variety of items needed for everyday life, such as kitchen knives, hammers, farming equipment, etc. Therefore, the production demands for blacksmiths in cities with

“Thank you.”

the White Hammer smithy. He chose it

***

the White Hammer

from those of the West Continent. The effect of Pagma’s

“Hrmm.”

a smithy. Excellent blacksmiths knew that Grid was

wasn’t because of such petty reasons. It was because he thought the skills of the

lack of a discerning

not be able to learn any blacksmithing from the East

levelling up and new titles acquisition as

Flinch.

to leave the smithy when

Ttaaang!

hammer striking iron was so clear? Grid doubted his ears and changed the direction of his footsteps. Then he stared inside the smithy with a

Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!

Hwaruruk!

Puok. Puok.

Chiiiik!

was sitting in front of the anvil hammering, another person was cooling hot iron, while someone else was constantly working the bellows. Grid

the advanced level of the Blacksmithing

the blacksmiths of the East Continent didn’t recognize Grid’s greatness. It wasn’t because they were ‘incompetent,’ but because they were different. The techniques of the Eastern blacksmiths were different than those

‘No, it’s ahead.’

together and repeated the process. It was a method that required tremendous physical strength, patience, and delicacy. But the common blacksmiths of the West Continent avoided

clearly a superior professional mindset. Is it a phenomenon caused by the high competition rate

sense of curiosity as he looked

iron hammer. When forging mithril,

to increase the efficiency of forging while paying attention not to conflict with the nature of the metal. It was

that’s released into the

a lot he could learn from here. It happened when Grid was closely observing the work of the

want to

his neck were so developed that they were as thick as Grid’s thigh muscles. His name was White. (TL: The spelling of this is more romanized to sound

to become a blacksmith and said

as you are prepared to work. But I have many people like you come here every day. I can’t accept just anyone. If you want to learn our

want to

couldn’t finish his words. White randomly handed him an axe and a notification