It’s already the day of the notice that the Chamber of Commerce had announced. It was an unusual message that signaled the beginning of a bloody war. Tiring!
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This is an announcement from the Multidimensional Chamber of Commerce.
A merger measure was implemented to revitalize the commercial districts in the Korea-Japan region. As of now, a hostile relationship has been established with the ‘Elvenheim’ region formed in the Pacific region, and a temporarily discounted brokerage fee will be applied to profits generated from mutual battles. As for the detailed battle rules…
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War with Elvenheim. And the Chamber of Commerce’s unfriendly explanation reminded the Japanese Awakened people in Korea of the destruction that had occurred. Other-dimensional monsters that slaughter people. Moreover, Korea was slowly being restored by Pax FC and the national army. It was difficult to find monsters near the subspace portal, and even Awakened people who felt the absence of monsters as thirst appeared.
“I’ll level up soon…”
“Aren’t they the ones who have to stick together anyway?”
That was why. Some Awakened people crossed the distant sea and flowed into Elvenheim. Without even realizing it, they had become invaders. What they found when they landed on the shores of Elvenheim on their yacht was…
“…Why are there so many people?”
Paxman had been planting the World Tree with the elves for the past few days. And…
“Are there really people who come here and say they received that message?”
“Hey! Those bad guys!”
The Paxmen didn’t know either. Because everyone read the message from the Chamber of Commerce. But the position was the opposite. Paxmen, who have been sharing the scent of the earth with the elves for the past few days. They were the ones who claimed to be guarding the entire coast of Elvenheim, claiming to be there to stop the coming invasion.
On the other hand, the Awakened people in Korea and Japan had no way of knowing the situation. They got off the yacht and ran towards the Paxmen.
“Hey…! Are you guys here to catch the elf too? Then together…”
Crispy!
At the mention of capturing the elf, the Paxman’s image was completely crumpled.
“What? What are you holding?”
“Didn’t you all get the message? The Chamber of Commerce said that war with Elvenheim had begun…”
“What? War? What the hell?”
The copper-colored faces of the Paxmen, who had been burned to a crisp over the past few days, were filled with irritation and disgust. However, the Awakened ones who came on the yacht could not understand that reaction.
‘What? I just asked you to catch monsters together… What’s your reaction…?’
Towards them, who were making bewildered expressions, Paxman Kwon Ik-hyeok, who was standing at the front, quickly raised his finger.
“You can say that after seeing them? This piece of trash…”
“No, what…”
“……??”
Only then could they see. The ‘real’ appearance of the elves that I had only imagined in my head. A noble being who is arrogant and obsessed with being the chosen one. That was the common image of elves. As Awakened people, didn’t you try hard to harm the sea to put pressure on the noses of those unlucky elves? But…
‘… That’s an elf?’
Country fashion covered in indelible rustic charm. From a sassy straw hat to a pair of dirty gloves. The innocent, even foolish, faces of the elves caught my eye. They are ‘humble’ in their very existence. Only then did the Awakened realize something was wrong and took a step back.
“Wait a minute. So we…”
The Awakened ones with awkward expressions. The elves were the first to reach out to them. First, let’s start with the boy elf, Keru.
“Sir, are you going to kill us?”
“Oh, no! What are you talking about…!”
And even the elders of Elvenheim who came out to support the new recruits.
“You came to see the fortuneteller in Elvenheim?”
“No, I’m not a fortuneteller. I originally said it was war, but now…”
“What! War!? With Elvenheim!?”
“No! That’s not true!”
As the conversation continued, I felt like I was sinking into a swamp. With the added weight of guilt.
Meanwhile, I was able to hear detailed stories about the knights’ revival from Wilgrim, the elder of Elvenheim.
“The power of black magic is truly immense. When the order of life is overturned, it takes tens or hundreds of times more effort to correct it. It is no different from collecting spilled water.”
As expected, it was by no means easy. Wilgrim, who had been talking meaningfully all along, soon began to give specific instructions.
“You need a natural force strong enough to offset all of that. And you need to find a druid skilled enough to operate it. None of it is easy… but the first one will somehow be resolved.”
Wilgrim glanced around. A garden made of World Trees. Because the soft green energy was healing Elvenheim.
“You can use the natural power of the World Tree. However, you will need the deep natural power of a properly grown World Tree, not a small sapling like this.”
“How much do I have to grow to get that much natural strength?”
Growing a tree was no easy task. Compost, fertilizer, clean water, and even lighting. Because the distribution center had all the materials needed to grow plants. But…
“… It will probably bear fruit in about a hundred and fifty years.”
“One hundred and fifty…”
I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. As expected of elves who live for hundreds of years, the unit was an imaginary one. Wilgrim added one more thing, perhaps noticing my embarrassed expression.
“There is a way to make it grow a little more.”
“What is that?”
“It’s a way of repeating hardship and recovery. Do you know how important a role wind plays for plants?”
A unique parenting style for the World Tree. Wilgrim continued his explanation.
“A tree that has been shaken by the wind enough will grow incredibly strong. Of course, the Curse of Elvenheim was too much wind for the World Tree, but if you repeat enough stimulation and recovery, you will be able to increase your speed by leaps and bounds.”
In short…
“It sounds like someone is telling me to give them medicine after giving them a bottle…”
“That’s it.”
Wilgrim nodded and once again had an indifferent expression on his face.
“But it’s not easy to give the World Tree a test. It’s such a sturdy creature, even if you drop kick it…”
But…
“It seems possible.”
I already had it.
“Automatic torture machines” filled with ominous aura. After finishing my conversation with Wilgrim, I hurried back to the subspace.
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Wheeeeeeeeing!
Camelot, the torture chamber that spins fast. Down there…
Clang!
Ring ring ring ring ring ring…
The reinforcement stone fell.
‘… It’s so fast?’
The production volume is enormous. The ship was faster than when all twelve knights were loaded into it. The composition contained in Camelot was simple itself. Because all there was was dirt, fertilizer, a World Tree planted on top of it, and a little water.
‘…I really didn’t know this would happen.’
I really didn’t know. Who would have thought that this medieval grey motel would be the perfect flowerpot for the World Tree? Camelot was the perfect cradle for the World Tree, which needed Spartan nurturing.
Further…
Ring! Clang!
There was one additional element that contributed to the secret of this overwhelming production power.
“… It’s a skill that secretly works well together.”
A subspace that has reached level 6. Because new abilities were unlocked for me.
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◈ Subspace Life Support System (02) (New!)
– Natural decay, deterioration, and aging within the subspace are extremely delayed.
– A healing effect is granted within the subspace.
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At first glance, it seems like an ability that is not much different from before. However, the existing phrase ‘weak’ has been removed, and thanks to this, the healing effect has increased dramatically.
In other words…
‘The best conditions for nurturing the World Tree.’
When Camelot’s life force is drained, this very life support system replenishes the natural power of the World Tree. A virtuous cycle structure that restores damaged vitality at a faster rate when Camelot stops functioning. It was a groundbreaking invention that could spur the growth of the World Tree, which had to be fed and cured repeatedly.
Clang! Clang!
Before we knew it, the reinforcement stones had piled up in large quantities. It seems like only yesterday that my hands would tremble every time I used it, but now there are so many of these reinforcing stones that I can barely step on them. Now I’ve even given up on categorizing them. They were just piled up in a pile because it was difficult to deal with.
A full stomach sound came out. It was definitely a good thing, as they say, but…
“… It’s a shame that we can’t do any additional reinforcements.”
The grade of the reinforced stone produced through Camelot is D. It was possible to strengthen it up to +2 without any problems, but to strengthen it further, a C grade or higher strengthening stone was required. So, even though there are mountains of reinforcement stones piled up, there is no real benefit.
Perhaps…
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“…Is it the curse of the logistics center?”
It is a fulfillment center that prioritizes low-volume production. Those who compete with daily necessities and consumer goods rather than luxury goods or luxury items. If infinitely firing low-grade items suits you, then it was a suitable strategy.
Of course… there was one more thing provided.
“…I should give it to the elves.”
Because the logistics center that I, Kim Jeong-gyeom, added a spoonful of ‘Jeong’ to was none other than that.
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Charrrrrr.
The elves’ leader, Ellie, gave a handful of reinforcement stones.
“Oh my god, what is this?”
Ellie, a blonde elf beauty who takes off her red sun cap. Perhaps because of her behavior, she appeared to be sharing side dishes with her neighbors. A pile of sparkling stones in Ellie’s white hands. There was a reason why he gave her the strengthening stone.
“It’s a strengthening stone. When I saw them fighting, everyone’s bow broke after only firing a few shots.”
It was a durable reinforcing stone that was useful in withstanding the impact of bullets. It will also help strengthen the elven bows by the same principle. It would have been better to distribute the copied bows through category acceptance, but unlike ‘Swords,’ there was no category in the logistics center to store the bows.
“This precious thing…”
Perhaps because of her age, Ellie knew the value of the reinforcement stone. That’s also why he started handing me the reinforcement stones he had received.
“This is too much. I’m sure you’ll have a lot to use it for…”
“It’s okay. I’m not exaggerating; they’re just piled up like a mountain. Anyway, they’re all D-grades…”
Ellie added to the word “grade.”
“Then why don’t you craft it and use it? If you’re a dwarf, then definitely…”
“Are you a craftsman?”
When I asked again, Ellie corrected herself as if she had misunderstood.
“Oh, sorry. Now that I think about it, there aren’t any dwarves on Earth. I may have made a mistake since I haven’t been here long…”
“Wait a minute. If you have those dwarves, can you level up your reinforcement stones?”
I asked back. Because I really wanted to make sure that it was possible.
‘… We definitely need a better weapon.’
The level of invaders coming to Earth was gradually increasing. It was only a few days ago that we borrowed the power of the elves to catch the Kraken. My self-mockery about the curse of the logistics center was clearly motivated by a realistic sense of crisis. Ellie nodded.
“It is possible. The cost increases exponentially as the level goes up.”
“Is there any way I can meet the dwarves?”
She might know. Elves and dwarves. These two races, which appear frequently in fantasy worlds, are no different from each other’s neighbors.
“I don’t know if it would be possible to go to the dwarf dimension… but it wouldn’t be easy to go to another dimension from Earth right now. However…”
“However…?”
“It is possible that there are dwarves on Earth. This time, the dimension that has undergone a merger is not only our Elvenheim.”
“Ah…!”
It was a vast global village. Although I’ve been playing around quite globally recently, I’ve only been to three countries in East Asia. With all communication cut off, anything could happen on the other side of the world.
“A mountain range called Lysium… I heard that it was recently relocated to Earth. If it’s still alive… there’s probably a dwarf left in the mine there. Dwarves rarely leave a place they’ve settled down.”
If Elvenheim had fallen to Earth like an island, this time it was a mountain. As expected of a dwarf who mainly does crafts, it seems like he fell to Earth along with the mine. Of course, since it was a merger led by the Chamber of Commerce, things would have been a mess by now… but it was a time when a dwarf who could craft magic stones was absolutely necessary. I quickly asked Ellie a question.
“Do you happen to know where on Earth it landed?”
“I don’t know much about the geography of the Earth, but…”
Ellie added, recalling her memories for a moment.
“…America? That was the name.”
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