Genius Blacksmith’s Game - Chapter 225

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The Genius Blacksmith’s Game
Housewarming (1)
Jane, the Crimson Flame Mage, and Bang-bae, the Spear Master, decided to gather seeds by hunting monsters.
All four sides of Atlas Territory were teeming with monsters.
As they were about to set out, they spotted the returning members of Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop.
Risel began to voice his complaints.
“I’ve nearly died more than once or twice.”
“The monsters’ levels are so high that our damage output isn’t very effective.”
“Especially the ones coming over from Zone B are the problem.”
The reason Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop decided to handle the monsters in Zone A first was because they weren’t densely packed.
The average level of Zone A monsters was in the 360s.
Once you enter the Hunting Ground, a steady stream of monsters appears.
The problem was that their average level was roughly on par with Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop members.
“The semi-boss monsters that spawn occasionally are also problematic.”
“I nearly died when that one appeared.”
“To make matters worse, monsters from Zone B keep spilling over, making hunting even more difficult.”
And the problem with Zone B was that, unlike Zone A, monsters formed tribes in groups.
With dozens of monsters from these tribes spilling into Zone A, clearing Zone A had become increasingly difficult.
Upon their return, they collapsed to the ground.
“Zone B is supposed to be the easiest and the most convenient place to obtain seeds….”
“I know….”
This was a weakness of Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop.
In reality, most guilds or territories would have easily cleared Zone B.
The reason was that Zone B, being tribal in nature, was vulnerable to wide-area magic.
Listening to their conversation, Jane and Bang-bae locked eyes.
‘Zone B.’
‘Okay.’
The two walked together and unfolded the Zone B map that Kabel had given them.
There were a total of nine tribes in Zone B.
Ogres inhabited those tribes.
And both of them were Korea’s strongest unofficial rankers.
Jane, the Crimson Flame Mage, had long surpassed first place in the Mage Rankings and was advancing with overwhelming power.
She was also the most legendary mage on the Korea Server.
Bang-bae was no different.
Though not as overwhelmingly dominant as Jane, he was a dealer who surpassed Risel.
The moment the two entered the forest.
Whoooosh—
The two’s appearances transformed into their usual forms.
“Great Shield.”
Jane formed a shield to protect them and entered the first tribe.
“…What do you think of Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop, Jane?”
Unlike Bang-bae’s composed question, a horde of ogres came charging toward the intruders of the settlement.
“Grrroooaaahhh!”
“Grrwwwaaahhh!”
Between 40 and 60 of them.
Yet the two people protected by the Great Shield walked steadily toward the center of the settlement.
“I think it’s a good guild, though things will become much more dangerous ahead.”
At Jane’s answer, Bang-bae smiled faintly.
They had melded into the territory folk and harbored similar thoughts themselves.
“Lord Hyeon-su doesn’t seem like a bad person, does he?”
“No, he seems humble and righteous—different from other guild masters who try to maximize profits at all costs.”
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-crash—
Ogres swarming from all directions attacked the Great Shield frantically, desperate to shatter it.
Crack-crack-crack-crack—
Even as Bang-bae watched cracks spread across the shield, he spoke.
“I agree entirely.”
Yet neither of them stated they would join Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop.
However, from their conversation just now, one thing could be inferred.
‘If Jane joins a guild, it will be Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop.’
‘If Bang-bae belongs to any organization, could it be Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop?’
Crash-booooom—!
Soon, layers upon layers of ogres shattered the Great Shield.
Jane had already finished her incantation.
“Inferno Storm.”
A 6-class spell.
A fiery tempest covering a radius of 50 meters—something few in the world had mastered—engulfed the ogres.
As it did, Jane gazed at her staff.
“I have a thought about this.”
“What thought?”
“If I were holding a staff crafted by Blacksmith Hyeon, wouldn’t I have melted them all in one breath?”
Soon, the ogre horde emerged with their HP plummeted to 30%.
Toward the suffering ogres, Bang-bae moved this time.
He cut off their breath in rapid succession while protecting Jane.
“I agree. If I wielded a spear made by Hyeon, I would have killed these beasts instantly.”
With roughly two attacks each, Bang-bae was slaying the ogres.
And it took only 3 minutes.
[You obtain Seeds of Life.]
[You obtain Seeds of Life.]
[You obtain Seeds of…]
[You obtain Seeds of…]
[Seeds of Life…]
In just three minutes, the two of them obtained over ten seeds and moved to the next settlement.
In merely two days, all settlements in Zone B had vanished, creating a tremendous synergy effect.
The members of Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop could now clear Zone A with ease.
Meanwhile.
[The power of the Territory Lord settles upon Atlas.]
[The Territory’s development speed increases by 20%.]
[Crops will taste better and become rich in nutrients.]
[Buildings will become more durable and their durability increases.]
Territory Lord Glass.
Though not particularly strong, he was certainly destined to rank among the world’s top hundred most valuable individuals.
The Territory Lord class possessed the power to revive even ruined territories that had fallen to ruin.
Glass decided to reclaim the barren land alongside the territory residents.
“Sigh, how on earth can we farm in such impossibly barren soil!?”
Among those farming were both the original territory residents and newly relocated residents from Hyeon’s Blacksmith Shop Territory.
No matter how much they drove their pickaxes into the ground to reclaim it, the earth remained far too parched.
Then Glass’s ‘Farmland Development’ skill activated.
Farmland Development transformed barren soil into fertile land by infusing it with power.
‘If it becomes fertile every time I strike, people will grow suspicious.’
At that moment, Glass had a brilliant idea.
An old man who had lived here his entire life.
“It’s fine, really.”
“No, I too wish to see Atlas flourish anew, so I shall participate.”
The old man was gaunt and appeared to lack any strength.
Yet he had long believed in the legend of Atlas and desired its development.
‘Interesting.’
Glass had a good idea.
And the moment the trembling old man brought his pickaxe down.
Glass cleverly applied Farmland Development to that exact spot.
Farmland Development could be applied to dozens of locations or more.
The earth rumbled and transformed.
“Huh? What… what…?”
The soil had become rich and fertile.
The people gasped in astonishment.
The old man, trembling, struck another patch of ground.
Then.
A sprout instantly grew.
“What… what is happening?”
The old man was astounded. The surrounding farmers felt the same.
At that moment, Territory Resident Glass spoke.
“Since you’ve protected Atlas Territory from your youth, wouldn’t the Ancestors have bestowed a gift upon you for that?”
“…!?”
It made sense.
This land was once fertile, and what we’re doing now is restoring it to its former glory as a great territory.
Glass stayed close to the Old Man’s side, and with each swing of his pickaxe, the earth grew richer and more fertile.
And then.
“Uuugh, uuuaaaaahhh! Atlas, yesssss!”
The Old Man raised his pickaxe high into the sky and cried out.
In an instant, the land became suitable for cultivation!
[If you sow seeds here, abundant harvests will follow.]
Glass marveled as he watched the Old Man’s cry of triumph.
“Sir… you truly are magnificent!”
And the Old Man’s work was far from over.
He went to the construction site and picked up a single brick.
In that moment.
“Huh? Why has the brick become lighter?”
Glass caught the wind of change.
“This elder has long… protected… the blessing of Atlas….”
“Ooohhh…!”
This time, the Old Man went to a dried-up well.
“Hraaaahhh!”
The greatest problem facing Atlas Territory was fresh water.
With so few places to obtain water, the territory’s inhabitants had always suffered from thirst.
But then.
Rumble, rumble, rumble—
Water began to rise from the long-parched well, and soon it gushed forth like a waterfall.
Whoooosh—!
Glass cried out.
“The, the return of the Territory Spirit! You are blessed by the ancient Atlas Territory!”
“Uuugh, uuuaaaaahhh! Ancient Atlas, grant me your power!”
“Long live the Territory Spirit!”
“Long live, long live!”
Glass.
He was a meticulous man.
He was skillfully transforming Atlas Territory by leveraging the Old Man, and he was receiving notifications.
[You have obtained Seeds of Life.]
[You have obtained Seeds of Life.]
[You have obtained Seeds of Life…]
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Chinese Special User Management Team.
[Acquisition of Seeds of Life increases by 2.5 times or more.]
Team Lead Wang was tearing at his hair when he glanced to the side and flinched.
‘D-Director?’
Director Tao was also tearing at his hair.
“No, how in the world are these people….”
The reason Director Tao was tearing at his hair.
“Atlas is a growth-type territory….”
Yes, what is a growth-type territory?
It means growing slowly but steadily.
But if things proceed like this, Atlas will awaken many ancient things.
Of course, the amount is far insufficient to reach the rank of a Holy Sovereign.
But what the Director was truly worried about was this.
“Atlas possesses special things….”
Yes, Atlas is truly a special place.
The Lord who is the Saint, and the exceptional talents who follow him.
The strongest army and knights that defend the territory.
The specialized talents in each field that developed the territory.
And the mines, rivers, fertile lands, and resources that support them all!
And the powers that the Saint wielded in leading Atlas.
Originally, in the early stages, one only gains many territory residents and military forces.
“If things progress like this, we might obtain the special powers the Saint possessed.”
Director Tao still doesn’t know what that is.
However, Tao found solace in one thing.
“Fortunately, the seeds needed to reach the rank of Holy Sovereign are far insufficient.”
Just as he was finding comfort in that thought, the monitor flashed red.
[Atlas’s acquisition of Seeds of Life is skyrocketing explosively.]
[The acquisition amount cannot be measured.]
They panicked.
An increase of several times and an explosive surge were entirely different matters.
They were bewildered by the sudden notification and quickly searched for its cause.
Click—
As they clicked the mouse, an image began to appear on their screens: one territory resident, a man with a massive muscular frame, and an old man.
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Kabel.
He is the most capable person among the Boksammo personnel.
Moreover, he analyzes thoroughly and executes plans meticulously.
Over the course of a day, he gathered comprehensive information about the special dungeons in the vicinity of Atlas Territory.
This was thanks to his unique trait, Dungeon Finder.
‘This place is extraordinary.’
Special dungeons and formidable boss monsters filled the area—so much so that it was hard to believe they existed near the territory.
Kabel sought out these dungeons because he understood that stronger enemies yielded more Seeds of Life.
‘Defeating a single boss grants far more seeds than slaying a hundred ordinary monsters.’
Yet he had encountered a problem.
‘Even I would be in danger venturing in alone.’
Of course, slow and steady progress was possible.
But it would consume an enormous amount of time.
More seeds meant more stat points gained.
Driven by this principle, Kabel was earnestly researching a solution.
‘Perhaps I should enter with other members of Boksammo instead?’
That might actually be the better option.
But then he wouldn’t acquire as many seeds as he desired.
Then.
“Sword Lad, is this the right path?”
“Old man, would it hurt to help us search a bit?”
“My eyes aren’t what they used to be at my age, you know?”
“…Yet you run a hundred meters in three seconds?”
“Anyway, I think we’ve lost our way, Sword Lad.”
“Is housewarming really this difficult?”
Hearing the voices, Kabel tensed.
He was deep in a forest, quite far from Atlas Territory.
As two figures emerged into view, a sudden realization struck him.
‘This is it…!’
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Ben and Barad were on their way to Hyeon-su’s housewarming, and it had to remain discreet.
No one could yet know the location of Atlas Territory.
Thus, the two moved about in deliberately shabby disguises of their own making.
The problem was that they, having always walked only where their retainers led them, had lost their way.
Then they encountered a territorial resident.
He introduced himself as Raon, a resident who served Hyeon-su.
“I shall guide you to Atlas Territory.”
Thanks to him, their journey became considerably easier.
Barad and Ben conversed with each other.
Then Raon spoke.
“A housewarming. I too am familiar with such occasions.”
“Ah, is that so?”
“It’s a custom among the Outsiders, I hear?”
“I’ve learned about it from the Outsiders myself.”
Raon’s eyes gleamed with excitement.
“However, the two of you are overlooking the most important aspect of the housewarming custom.”
They were missing something?
They were, after all, sovereigns in their own right.
Whatever they undertook, they wanted to do it properly.
They listened intently to what Raon, one of their territory’s residents, had to say.
“What is it?”
“There’s something we’re overlooking?”
Then Raon spoke.
“Housewarming gifts.”

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