Overgeared

“This is the feeling of being a novice.”

“Yes, I don’t know how long it’s been since I felt this helpless.”

The difficulty of the East Continent was more than rumored. They came here with thorough preparations and planning but there had never been a smooth day. Their determination to use the new stage as a springboard to leap forward was on the verge of dissipating.

“The difficulty of the quests is too high overall. I thought it would be something like a kobold when I was asked to hunt the monster harming the fields in front of the house, only for a cyclops to show up.”

“The quests involving monsters have a high difficulty. Here, the level of the monsters troubling the farmers is over 300.”

“Right. I think we need to sort between quests for the time being. Let’s gradually adjust to the atmosphere while refraining from quests that could lead to combat. The more information we gather, the better it is to deal with monsters. This is wiser.”

“Yesterday, a ranker said the same thing. Then he received the wood cutting quest and died shortly after.”

“...?”

“That person died chopping wood.”

“...??”

“The tree exploded.”

“...There is a reason Grid gave up.”

There was no one who wasn’t aware that Grid had come to the East Continent. Indeed, many situations proved the history of Grid’s visit to the East Continent. The inhabitants who praised Grid’s achievements were gone but they still knew that Grid was quite active here.

Then Grid remained silent for a while. He went back to the West Continent and didn’t return to the East Continent again in a few years—as far as they knew. Although there were arguments that the stage of his epic a few days ago was the East Continent, Grid had abandoned it for years.

“...”

“...”

After a few days of dying, the players who were gathered together to discuss things became quiet. What could they do on this land where even Grid was forced to stay away from for several years? It seemed they had come too quickly. Deep regret struck the players. However, the mood soon reversed itself.

“...Let’s use strength.”

“I came all this way and can’t give up. Let’s hold on and make a small achievement.”

“No, let’s just stay for a few years and get it over with! We will do what Grid can’t and catch up with Grid!”

“Ohhhh!”

People who came to the East Continent would exceed the normal level. Players who experienced the difficulty of the East Continent were more motivated than despairing. They were filled with the expectation that they would be enormously rewarded if they overcame the hardships that even Grid couldn’t overcome. They had a great opportunity to lay the groundwork for catching up with every player’s goal, Grid.

“Wash your clothes in the stream? Okay! I accept!”

“Harvest strawberries from the strawberry field for a day? Okay, I’ll do it!”

“Sending a letter to a friend... Huhuhu, how romantic. My role today is the cupid of love.”

“Y-You said to go to the back mountain and cut firewood? Hik! No! Pass!”

Kars was the centre of the Cho Kingdom’s economy and was always lacking manpower. Hundreds of players took care of all types of chores, helping the people of Kars.

are they doing when they come all

She witnessed players doing chores all over the place but

the round cross-stitch, etc. It was absurd that famous rankers and promising players in

bother coming to the East Continent and

guessed there were some connected quests. Once she thought about it deeply, her head became complicated. Hera shook her head and stopped paying attention to others. She focused on her own purpose. She remembered the boy who didn’t have a single uncomfortable day

the only one

of the child was really questionable. The man who wanted his son to recover didn’t live in a city with shrines or doctor’s clinics. Rather, he lived alone with his son in a ruin with no other humans. He couldn’t be unaware of the Saintess’ reputation to heal all diseases but he didn’t think about contacting her. Maybe he couldn’t show up in the world. She wondered if he was a person with a great deal of notoriety in the past. Even so, she knew the pain of losing a child and was unable to turn away from the client. She came to the distant East Continent

“Kunlun Ginseng?”

“Yes.”

She visited all the herbalists in the city and asked how to buy or obtain the ingredients for the medicine he needed. Then she

Ginseng? Do you want to save the

by

doesn’t seem incorrect. My client’s physical

you planning to revive him

him as a jiangshi?

to say that the efficacy of the Kunlun Ginseng is enough to revive the dead. Of course, it is only possible with the appropriate knowledge

“...!”

Hera’s spine. She recalled the strange feeling she felt when she met her client and was filled with

Hera who was standing there with a stiff expression, “Well, it is true that the Kunlun Ginseng can be used to save the dead. Some evil daoists used the Kunlun Ginseng to make jiangshi and disturb the hearts of the public. This led to the royal family banning the distribution of it as private goods. However, as I said earlier, reviving the dead requires the right

“What does that...?”

the medicine with the Kunlun Ginseng? Your identity isn’t an insidious daoist and the medicine you make can’t revive the dead. So don’t

person! How do you treat your

sharp eyes pierced Hera sharply. “I had to test you since you

“...”

me. Go to the palace. It can only be purchased at the palace. If the palace examines you and your

“Thank you.”

The soldiers obediently opened the path for her when they heard she was coming to

Ttang! Ttang! Ttang!

scientists gathered to test the performance of artillery. In another building, doctors like Hera

noticed that the atmosphere of the soldiers and warriors patrolling was unusual. She seemed to know why the soldiers had guided her to this point without

can respond no matter what

level of the palace was highest among them. Even the

is

voice was

a few days ago. A few blacksmiths were gathered together and were being admonished by him, “You haven’t fully unlocked the potential of iron.

“...?”

the West Continent was admonishing craftsmen? Hera stopped when she heard this and stared blankly at Kentrick. Kentrick’s saw her and his words continued, “...This is how my

gave off disappeared suddenly and ended with a polite attitude. He turned to Hera and looked very

why are you

get the last ingredient for my medicine. I

“Yes, of course.”

the way... Kentrick, what

advice to the blacksmiths of the Cho

“A person who is good enough to give advice to

“...That’s right.”

from the beginning that you’re not an average person but you are more amazing than I

I only know Grid a little bit... then

precise, Grid disguised as Kentrick—hurriedly left. In a situation where he had to work secretly, it would

“L-Let’s go!”

gave them advice during the short