Overgeared

Chapter 1601

There might be many similarities, but it was rare for it to be identical. Just as even the snowflakes had different patterns, the scales of the dragons that Grid remembered were different in pattern. It was just like Xenon’s scales in his hand right now.

[Dragon’s Scale]

[Rating: Myth

The scales of the gray dragon Xenon.

Xenon himself is sincere to Overgeared God Grid and the scale is not damaged at all.

It is the only complete dragon scale that exists in the world.

Minimum smelting requirement: Possess a legendary rated production skill.

Conditions for smelting: Legendary rated production skill at the master level.]

It was before leaving Reidan. Grid received a total of three scales from Xenon. Each one of them were larger than Grid’s body, and their patterns were slightly different. Even with Grid’s insight, he only noticed it when he observed closely. The angled direction varied by about one degree, the texture of the root part resembling petals was different, there was a color difference that was at a level that was hard to tell, etc. It was a difference that couldn’t be overlooked if he wanted to fully implement the dragon’s armaments.

A dragon’s armaments—in other words, Grid wanted to fully reproduce the pattern of the scales on their bodies. In particular, Ifrit and Cranbel’s armaments. There was an obligation to clearly recall the pattern of the scales of the two dragons, how they connected and how they functioned.

“......”

Of course, there were limitations to memory alone. Grid repeatedly played videos of the two dragons dozens of hundreds of times. It was as he smelted Xenon’s scales and recreated them into hundreds of small scales. He closely watched, studied, and recorded how to make the pattern of each scale.

‘I have to approach it with the sense of assembling.’

It took a lot of work to produce the scale armor. It was made by cutting iron plates and sewing them on leather cloth like scales. Meanwhile, the dragon armor set that Grid would create demanded more care and effort. Grid had no intention of adding leather. There was a fear that the leather of other beasts or monsters would be detrimental to the dragon scales. He didn’t need leather. The scales themselves had a structure that absorbed shock. He would craft the armor only by binding the scales.

Grid concentrated solely on it in order to perform the high level work he had never tried before. By referring to the appearance of Ifrit and Cranbel, the blank blueprint was slowly filled. He also devised tools and environments in order to actually implement the hundreds of scales recorded on the blueprint.

Time passed by like a flash. The scales hadn’t even been smelted, but a fortnight had passed.

***

It was right after another major battle. The sound of handwriting echoed in the silent battlefield. It was the sound made by the Overgeared members.

The hell expedition members watched in a somewhat absurd manner. The habit of taking notes after each battle was strange no matter how they looked at it.

‘What are they doing?’

one did it hastily. They knew it was rude. They were also busy reviewing the battle. For rankers, who couldn’t settle for the present and dreamt of a

were along the same lines. The reason they took notes was because there was more information to record than others. Their records would greatly affect the functionality of the new items to be

Their records were the cradle of information that would later be delivered to Grid. It was looking back on their

and the items created

***

-This week’s style.

Monday to Sunday were placed

I that

Sehee seemed to be overdoing it. In fact, he wasn’t bad at dressing. Sehee had been helping him for several years and he had done a few photo

so there were times when his coordinated clothes didn’t suit his

about smart spending. Until just a few years ago, he had luxuries that were far from frugality. However, it wasn’t an innate instinct. He didn’t have money, so he couldn’t eat what he wanted to eat and he couldn’t buy what he wanted to buy. He had regrets because he went

this. He had eaten what he wanted to eat and bought all the things he wanted to buy. He also built a magnificent

money when buying necessary things or eating food he wanted to eat, but he wasn’t particularly obsessed

“Good morning!”

“Good morning.”

the entrance

Jishuka desired most, but she knew to respect the person she loved. Jishuka secretly pursued Youngwoo and she took pleasure in hiding and watching as he exercised alone. She never infringed on his personal time by suggesting that they

“How was it yesterday?”

came

use the Origin True

and Teruchan always

it with the

from Baal’s clone. It can be

“Without restrictions...”

athletic abilities were different. The speed at which they ran lightly without a break in their breathing exceeded the full speed of ordinary people. However, they talked without a break. The reason Youngwoo suggested working out together with Jishuka wasn’t just to enjoy a date. It was to understand each other’s situation

“The seats are full.”

newly created due to the influence of Shin Youngwoo. The neighborhood where Youngwoo lived was given the ridiculous name of ‘Overgeared-dong’ and it

in the early morning and the

The aunts who spotted the young couple made a fuss and gave up their seats. They had very pleased expressions on their faces. It was an attitude

accept your heart.” Jishuka perfectly communicated with people without an interpreter. There wasn’t much difference from Koreans in terms of the

reason why my parents like

and talking with the aunts. Jishuka’s bright and friendly nature always made him feel good. He felt like he was taking vitamins and nutrients just by looking at it so

“Grid?”

“Huh?”

I borrow your body for a

when he came to his senses. He was puzzled by Jishuka’s sudden blush and

“Of course...?”

and smiled widely was reminiscent of a puppy. He thought it would look good if she lay down and extended her belly with this face. Most people around

it