Chapter 1: The Rumored Forger
I don't know when a skilled blacksmith appeared on the east side of Ulbas Square, and it is rumored that his success rate in strengthening weapons is much higher than that of NPCs.
With its status as a forger for the first player to open a shop, as well as a higher level of forging skills than NPCs, it attracted a large number of players to go there to strengthen their weapons for a while.
And it was in the process of strengthening again and again that this forger finally became famous throughout the second layer.
For example, now, on the newspaper made by the intelligence players in Zeyi's hand, a place in the upper left corner is greatly marked with the rumors of this forger, and a photo is also intimately provided.
It was a player of short stature, only about 10 years old, and although he buried his head low, Zeyi recognized him.
Nezha's Smith Shop
Looking at that familiar figure, Ze Yi never thought that he would become such an excellent forger.
I remember that before we separated, that guy was still a flying sword envoy, and he was changed to a forging master after not seeing him for a month.
But on second thought, that's not bad.
After all, since Nezhar is an FNC (not suitable for full stealth) players, it is better to ask him to strengthen his weapon than to fight the creeps.
At least you don't have to risk death, and you can share the pressure on the Paladin's side.
"But this guy is amazing, and he has achieved something so quickly."
Looking at Nezha in the newspaper, Zeyi estimated that it was time to join them, and only by fighting with them could he attack the game faster.
Thinking about Zeyi, swipe down with his right hand to open the menu, and go to the communication bar (Instant· Message) subinterface and flip up and down on it.
"Huh?"
Zeyi had very few friends, only two or three, so he could read the list of messengers at a glance, and there happened to be no Nezha among them.
"Oops, forgot to make friends with that guy."
Of course, in SAO, you can talk to each other even if you don't have to add friends, but it's a bit more troublesome, and players call that method "even communication".
Even though a message can be sent to anyone by knowing the recipient's name (of course, referring to the correct spelling of the English alphabet), not only is the number of characters strictly limited, but the other party cannot be received if they are not on the same floor on the street or outside the house.
This method is much more restrictive than communication between friends, but Zeyi has no better way to contact Nezha and them now, so he has to resort to this inconvenient way.
"Nezha, where are you now?"
After sending the message, Zeyi wandered leisurely through the streets, and when he received a reply from Nezhha and waiting for me, he immediately set out to look for them.
Pleasant music plays through the streets, and the slow melody soothes the nerves of every player who passes by, allowing them to relax after a day of fighting.
The gentle sunlight shines on the stone path, illuminating the houses on both sides, giving people a sense of comfort from the heart.
Looking at Argo's printed strategy book, Zeyi couldn't help but shake his head and sigh after seeing that the frontline players had not yet stepped into the labyrinth area.
"It seems that it is time to quickly join up with Nezha and them, and then help the Raiders team get through the second layer."
Although today is the fourth day of stepping on the second layer, Zeyi's expectations for the third layer are increasing day by day.
"I'm looking forward to the view from the third floor!"
After looking at the strategy book for a while, after memorizing some common sense and precautions that he didn't know, he looked at the white clouds in the sky, and after estimating the time, Zeyi looked at the communication bar depressedly.
Why hasn't Nezha replied, what is that guy doing!
Forget it, it's the player's strategy time (three o'clock in the afternoon), I'm afraid that guy is very busy, and he can't care about replying to the letter, so I'll go find him myself.
Zeyi, who thought like this, walked straight towards the central square, and after arriving there, continued to walk eastward, and finally arrived at the place where the rumored forge master was located in half an hour.
As for why he is so sure that Nezha will be there, it is because it is very close to the village of Maron, and it is now at the peak of the flow of people, and Nezha will definitely not let go of this opportunity to make money.
"No kidding!!"
When he was still a few steps away from there, the miserable and angry voice suddenly remembered, which really startled Zeyi.
He couldn't help but quicken his pace, and soon came to a circular square shaped like a bowl.
The crowd of tourists stood in the corner of the square, and the opposite side intermittently shouted the same as before.
Something like "Restore it, restore it to me" and "Why is this happening, why is it like this!" And so on and so on.
Zeyi walked to the edge of the human wall, and after trying to squeeze in unsuccessfully, he went to the adjacent hotel, and sat down by the window to watch, and the situation outside was unobstructed.
A player in metal armor and a helmet with three horns turned red, screaming incessantly, and wielding his one-handed sword, slamming the tip of the sword against the ground with a piercing grinding sound.
Opposite him, standing upright with a troubled expression on his stormy insults, was a small player in a rustic brown leather apron outfit, and Zeyi's companion - Nezhha.
"Why do you fail to strengthen four times in a row, so it's better to go to the NPC, you stinky forger!"
Listening to the man's abuse, Zeyi gradually sorted out what was happening here.
It's nothing more than that triangular helmet player who came here and handed over his love sword to Nezhhar, but there was an accident of [four consecutive enhancement failures], and then he angrily vented his emotions on the forge.
Generally speaking, the success rate of players at the same level of forging is much higher than that of NPCs. But SAO is also like other games, even if the proficiency is high, it is impossible to achieve a 100% success rate.
Therefore, the failure of the Triangle Helmet player's sword enhancement cannot simply be characterized as a skill problem with Nezhha.
Of course, what puzzled Zeyi was that the failure of four consecutive enhancements was a "very unlikely event" in online games, and it generally did not happen.
After thinking about it, in order to increase the attractiveness of the game itself, some games even appeared powerful props with only a 0.001% probability of dropping, and Zeyi was a little relieved.
When a person is unlucky, unfortunate things follow, and that player must be favored by the goddess of bad luck today.
In such a safe place in the circle, it is impossible for a malicious PK incident to occur, and the player is afraid that after venting for a while, he can only swallow the bitter fruit alone and leave here angrily.
With Nezhha's character, I'm afraid I'll repay that guy some Ker.
After deciding on the outcome of this incident, Zeyi turned to look at the crowd around him and got a valuable clue.
He found the hermittent......