Chapter 5
Tutorial 1st Floor, Waiting Room (Part 2)
Countless weapons spanned across my surroundings.
They looked like the typical beginner cla.s.s weapons.
Most of them didn’t even have accessories and just looked unadorned.
It was no doubt that they were made just for practicality.
Which one should I pick?
First, let’s think about my stats.
Height: 177cm. Weight: 71kg.
Although using a sword is honestly challenging for a beginner, if I continue to doubt my own thoughts I’ll end up hypothesising forever.
I trusted my own decision and began looking for a sword that would fit me.
I lifted a longsword and it was much heavier than I expected.
I swung it with all my might and it felt like my body was actually being pushed away by its weight.
From this experience, I decided to disregard all two-handed swords.
Once I found a decent sized one-handed sword, I found multiple with a shield, like a set.
Ah, the sword and shield combo.
There were more than twenty sets, however they all had one thing in common.
They came with a catch, a penalty.
The swords and shields were in poor condition compared to the swords and shields that were available by themselves. The shields in the sets were much thinner and some were even rusted. The swords were also either shorter or thinner.
Moreover, some were rusted and even chipped.
Should I give up the sword and choose a shield instead?
Just becoming a tanker from the start could be an option too.
I pondered for a moment but soon disregarded that thought.
No matter what, even in doubt, it was essential for me to have a weapon.
I wasn’t sure if I would be able stay with the people back at the stone chamber.
Even if could, I couldn’t trust them just yet.
After scavenging for hours, I finally decided on my weapons.
A round shield that could be strapped around my arm and a st.u.r.dy one-handed sword roughly 40cm in length.
The sword looked pretty similar to a gladius used in ancient roman times.
The shield was made of wood and the surface was lined with leather. I liked that there was a handle and also a leather belt that allowed it to be strapped around my arm.
Like other swords found in sets, the sword I chose had multiple chips on the blade. Out of anxiety, I chose a sword that was short and st.u.r.dy so it wouldn’t break easily.
[Dirty Shield]
Defence: 4
Description: Separate from the handle, a leather belt is attached. The belt is more valuable than the shield. Second-hand.
[Thrown away training sword]
Attack: 3
Description: A training sword once used by a kid. Second-hand.
These descriptions were absolutely worthless. Why did they have to explain to me that the items are second-hand anyway? Although all the basic weapons here had these types of descriptions, maybe it was the penalty for choosing a set. The condition of these items were really poor.
[Will you choose this?]
A message popped up.
“Yes.”
The next moment I was back in the stone chamber.
“Welcome back. Did you choose your weapon?”
A man that resembled a bear questioned instantly upon my return.
“Yes.”
“I see you’ve chosen a sword and shield set. Nice choice”
“What?!”
The gangster shouted from afar
“How come you brought two things? What are you?!”
“This sword and shield came in a set. Even though they come together, they lack in quality compared to the swords and shields that were available by themselves.”
The gangster couldn’t accept my explanation and complained for hours.
The bear man confronted him and told the gangster that he himself saw the set weapons, which allowed us to barely calm him down.
The bear man taught me about the inventory and status bars and also how to use the Community feature.
“Inventory.”
As I quietly muttered this, my inventory appeared right in front of my eyes.
Inside my inventory were dried foods and water. I should check how much I have of those later.
At the thought about disarming my sword and shield and storing them in the inventory, the weapons I held in my hands slowly disappeared and appeared in my inventory.
Now I thought of re-arming myself, the weapons appeared in my hands again.
Now this really felt like a game.
“Status.”
Lee Ho Jae (Human)
Strength: 8
Dexterity: 13
Endurance: 10
Intelligence: 21
The status bar was so neat and tidy that it was so insignificant.
Surely there would be something more.
Like the main character in a story, I expected some special powers or something of the sort but it seemed like I was the very definition of the word human.
My intelligence could be quite high compared to others though. No wonder the staff was so tempting.
“The inventory and status bars are pretty simple to understand, but what’s this Community feature?”
“Mmm, it’s like a social media network. You can use this to chat to different people in different chat rooms. Other than that I don’t think it has any other feature.”
“Other chat rooms?”
I was so curious about this community feature that I had to open it.
[Difficulty: Easy, Noticeboard (33/61)]
[Difficulty: Normal, Noticeboard (7/24)]
[Difficulty: Hard, Noticeboard (11/16)]
[Difficulty: h.e.l.l, Noticeboard (1/4)]
“It’s separated by difficulty.”
“Yeah, and it’s only the four of us that chose the h.e.l.l difficulty. Since it’s like this, shouldn’t we combine forces and work together?”
“Right.”
“Lastly, the clock. If you think about wanting to see the time, it will automatically appear in your vision.”
Just like he said, I thought about wanting to see the time.
[Attempt 1, Day 0. 1:13pm]
[Time left until Tutorial: 70 Hours 43 minutes]
“Come here, we should introduce ourselves to each other and have a talk.”