After ten minutes inside his personal room, Razeal finally settled on the edge of his bed, having finished his dinner and coffee. The warmth still lingered in his chest, a rare comfort after so long.
[Shall we continue our training now, Host? Or have you had enough slacking off?] the System’s voice rang out, dry and unimpressed.
Razeal set his coffee cup down on the side table with a soft clink and leaned back slightly, exhaling.
"Yeah, yeah, I’m done," he muttered, then smirked. "But you have no idea... Just being able to eat sothing hot, packed, and actually decent after years it’s sothing else. Give a break, I was just having a mont."
[Well, if you’re ready, shall we proceed with training now?] the System asked with a sigh that barely hid its impatience.
"Actually, no," Razeal replied, brushing his fingers through his hair, eyes narrowing thoughtfully. "I’ve got a different plan. Just give twenty minutes. I think I can pull this off."
[Huh?]
"I’ve made up my mind, System. I’m going to unlock magic too before the duel." His voice had hardened now, laced with resolve. "That’s important too. I can’t afford to rely on just one path anymore."
[But how exactly do you intend to raise your mana stats in such a short ti?] the System asked, skepticism clear.
"Don’t worry about it," Razeal said, waving a hand. "Just send to an SSS-ranked blacksmith... preferably one who’s extrely sexually frustrated."
There was a mont of pause. Then, without further questions, the System complied.
One hour and twelve minutes later...
"What the fuck," Razeal muttered, collapsing onto his bed, breath slightly ragged. A massive box easily larger than the entire bed itself sat ominously in his arms holding it tight . "I thought this was supposed to take twenty minutes. How the hell did it turn into this?"
[Host, naturally it would take longer. First, you visited Villain Drake to ask for more of his rare secret materials. Then, you spent ti convincing that newly promoted SSS-ranked blacksmith to craft this item using those materials. All things considered, this was bound to take over an hour,] the System explained, its tone clearly disinterested in the chaos Razeal often caused.
Razeal didn’t bother replying. He was too busy holding this monstrosity in his arms. The thing was massive, heavy as hell, and hard to carry yet in his arms now rested sothing extraordinary.
A cheat item. That’s what it was. A literal cheat machine.
"Only problem is... it’s a fucking giant," Razeal muttered to himself. "How the hell am I supposed to carry this around during a traveling from here to there?"
Then, a thought clicked in his mind, his expression slowly lighting up with hope.
"Hey System," he said, looking at the box. "Can you... I dunno... just integrate this thing into the system as a function or sothing? It’d be easier. Carrying this beast around is not gonna work for ."
There was no reply. Silence stretched on longer than expected.
"...Can you, or can you not?" Razeal asked again, this ti with more insistence. The System’s silence was suspicious... which usually ant the idea might actually work.
[...Sigh. Alright. It can indeed be done,] the System finally admitted.
Razeal’s smirk returned, a glint of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Good."
[System Prompt: Do you really wish to activate the "Automatic Blacksmith’s Machine (SSS)" function?]
[Yes or No]
Without a beat of hesitation, Razeal responded, "Yes."
Not only was there no reluctance he was actually happy.
And just like that, the massive, unwieldy contraption he’d been carrying vanished from his arms.
Razeal exhaled a deep sigh of relief. For a mont there, he had seriously been worried that the bed would snap under the sheer weight of it.
So, what was that strange tal box?
Oh, just a little sothing he had plucked off the hands of a desperate, porn hungry old man.
Why is it always these old mand who are addicted to porn? Razeal didn’t know, and frankly, he wasn’t curious enough to dig into that mystery. All that mattered was that the thing worked. Worked like a charm.
And yes that ridiculous-looking thing was, in fact, an SSS-Ranked Machine.
He had scamd that perverted bastard out of it.
As for what it did?
It was a broken item. As in brokenly overpowered.
Just possessing it alone was enough for Razeal to officially call himself an SS-Rank Blacksmith.
The thing was made by a real SSS-Ranked Blacksmith, and its primary (and only) function?
It could forge any weapon, artifact, or equipnt under SSS-Rankautomatically.
All it needed was the correct materials.
And it didn’t just do it fast it did it instantly.
Back when that horny old man had first told him about it, Razeal hadn’t believed a word.
But now...
Now, thinking about it again, he couldn’t help but admit it was absolutely badass.
He was still basking in that thought when suddenly
[System Notification]
[Congratulations, Host!]
You have successfully acquired the Special Prop:
[Automatic Blacksmith’s Machine (SSS)]
With the Host’s permission, the system has now fully integrated this item into the [Low tier Function Module].
New Function Unlocked: [Automatic Blacksmith]
A top-grade support module that allows automatic crafting, repair, and enhancent of equipnt!
Function Details:
• Simply provide the necessary raw materials.
• The system will automatically forge, repair, or upgrade any item ranging from F-Rank to SS-Rank and beyond.
Additional Bonus: [Special System Assistance]
As compensation for the Host’s past hardships due to unwanted or malfunctioning system features, the system has granted a unique enhancent to this function.
Host may now input a brief description or concept of the desired item.
The system will then access its cross reality databanks, analyzing recorded blueprints, weapon models, magical artifacts, and equipnt designs from all known realities and tilines.
Based on the materials provided, the system will generate a comprehensive list of optimal items that can be forged.
The Host may then either select an item from the list or use search and filter functions to refine results.
Upon selection, the system will imdiately initiate the auto-forge process, delivering the completed item directly to the Host perfectly forged, no flaws.
Razeal silently read through the notification.
His eyes sparkled with anticipation right from the beginning he had expected nothing less now that the machine had been formally absorbed into the system.
But as he read further... and reached the last part...
He fell silent.
A slow, almost smug smile crept across his lips.
"It’s good that you finally apologized and compensated yourself, Villey," Razeal muttered quietly.
"If not... I swear, if I ever got the chance, I was gonna spank the living circuits out of you one day."
He chuckled to himself.
"Though, you better keep it up. Do this well next ti, and the ti after that, too."
The system didn’t reply.
Probably shy.
Either way Razeal’s grin widened as he focused on the true treasure in front of him: the System’s Apology Bonus.
"Record all records from the system’s database..."
He muttered the words again, barely able to contain his glee.
That feature alone was absurdly powerful.
The system literally had access to infinite worlds.
No doubt it was a dinsional beast when it ca to data.
Would it crash under its own load? Would it bug out?
Razeal snorted. Not likely.
The only thing he needed now... was the right material.
And then woosh. Magic.
Razeal was now more than happy with this fucked up cheat.
The very sa cheat that once seed utterly useless... now felt like a hidden gem he had completely underestimated..yet again.
Without wasting another thought, he sprinted down the stairs, taking two steps at a ti.
As he reached the lower floor, he coughed slightly, regaining the attitude of his mysterious man persona.
He stepped inside the shop.
"Ohh, you’re back, boss? What happened, you need anything?" Levy looked up from where he sat, bored at his seat, waiting for custors. His voice now sounded a little more casual, maybe even familiar with Razeal. That short chat earlier definitely brought down the distance between them, even if just a little. He didn’t quite understand why, but this mysterious kid didn’t seem all that bad to him anymore...
"Ohh no, I just thought of sothing that might help get monster cores... or maybe even make your business bigger," Razeal said plainly.
"Ohhh? And what would that be?" Levy stood up from his seat and walked in Razeal’s direction.
"Well.. just tell ," Razeal said directly, "which is the most sold weapon in this area? I an, from your shop what do you sell the most?"
Levy furrowed his brows, clearly puzzled by the question, but still answered with a shrug. "If you’re asking what gets sold most... I’d say daggers, armor, or small healing potions. But if you an what gets sold in the largest quantity, that’s easy arrows. Yeah, arrows sell the most."
As he spoke, he turned his eyes toward a corner of the shop where hundreds of first grade arrows were neatly stacked along the counter.
"Arrows? Hmm... alright, got it. Get one arrow," Razeal said, eyes locked on him.
"Huh?" Levy raised a brow in confusion, but still went over and picked up one arrow from the rack.
"What are we doing, boss? Is sothing going on?" Levy asked, genuinely puzzled.
"Nothing, nothing. I’ll show you so magic now... just wait," Razeal said, taking the arrow into his hand. It was a basic first-rank arrow.
The arrow in Razeal’s hand was a standard first-rank weapon ordinary, unimpressive. In this world, everythingbwhether weapons, artifacts, or even monster cores was asured by a tiered system from Rank 1, the weakest, up to Rank 9, the strongest.
Right now, he was holding a plain wooden arrow with a basic iron or steel tip. He doesn’t know.
"What’s the price for this?" Razeal asked, examining the arrow closely.
"It’s an iron arrow, boss," Levy answered. "So... minimum one copper coin. If it’s top quality, maybe up to ten copper coins at best."
Levy gave Razeal a sideways glance, wondering if rich folks really didn’t know the price of such a basic item. Must be nice, he thought, to play around with 4th or 5th rank weapons without knowing or needing to care about their actual cost. He could only sigh.
Razeal didn’t respond further. Instead, he asked his system silently.
"System, what can I do with this arrow? I an, it’s made from different materials already, right? Can I just upgrade it?"
[...]
[Host, why are you so greedy? At least use so decent material. Sure, the new function can improve craftsmanship, maybe even push the weapon a little higher but if the base materials are this weak they won’t withstand any real blessing.]"
The system’s scolding made Razeal pout.
"All right, all right then tell what kind of material would work," he grumbled.
[Any object that already contains energy is ideal. Provide that, and the forge can truly upgrade, enchant, or recreate it.]
"Hm." Razeal didn’t need to think long. A perfect item popped into his mind.
He turned to Levy. "Hand one of those elental cores I gave you earlier."
"Eh?" Levy scratched his head. Is he asking for his own paynt back? Still, without protest, he produced a small, glass-like sphere the color of molten ruby and passed it over.
Razeal accepted the D-rank Fire Elental Core in one hand, placed the basic iron-tipped arrow in the other, then clasped both palms together.
Levy watched, bewildered. What in the world is he doing?
Razeal ignored him busy conducting business with the system.
"Okay, Villey show the data list. What can I make from these materials?"
[System Notice: Cross-Reality Crafting Results – Material Sync Complete]
Input Recognized
• One (1) F-Rank Arrow – standard wood shaft, low-grade iron tip
• One (1) D-Rank Fire Elental Core – stable fla essence
Initiating blueprint search across multiversal forge records...
Accessing ??? realities.
Elental compatibility: Confird
Structural variance: Minimal
Output — Top Optimal Creations
(Results ranked by compatibility, efficiency, and potential impact)
1. Crimson Qi Arrow (Origin: Cultivation World)
Rank: D
An arrow lightly infused with Fire Qi, harmonized through minimal ridian flow. Upon release, it flares with crimson light, striking both body and spirit.
Effect: Pierces skin and internal Qi channels. 10% chance to disrupt energy circulation. Causes minor internal burns.
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2. Cinder Howl Bolt (Origin: Post-Apocalypse Realm)
Rank: D
Emits a burning whistle as it flies, said to echo the cries of the scorched. Instills dread even before impact.
Effect: AoE fear chance (5%). Small fire blast on impact. May panic weaker enemies.
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3. Thermo-Plasma Arrow v1.3 (Origin: cha / Sci-Fi Realm)
Rank: D
Elental fire fused with synthetic plasma. Built for tech-age warfare seamless ignition, smart-locked.
Effect: lts through light armor. Minor plasma shockwave on contact. 5% chance to disable nearby electronics.
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4. Drakeflare Shot (Origin: High Fantasy Realm)
Rank: D
Modeled after a juvenile fire drake’s breath, this arrow detonates in a fan-shaped blaze upon impact.
Effect: AOE fire burst (2-ter cone). Moderate fla damage. Chance to cause [Scorch] on all targets in range.
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And that was just the beginning.
Countless more options began pouring onto Razeal’s system panel billions, if not trillions, of recomndations from across the known (and unknown) multiverse, all generated in response to his simple fusion of core and arrow.
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