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FAULT ; ARTIFACT ELEVEN
- If only it were that easy. The difficulty is, young man, that we have been living in isolation for six years. Since the only passage on the other side of the mountains - the tunnel - was occupied by the goblins with their leader, all communication has ceased. They say the baron tried to smoke them out, but all the soldiers died. I rubbed my chin thoughtfully. An interesting situation is emerging. It turns out that we are here on a territory cut off from the rest of the world. - And by sea? - There are steep banks, there are no bays or piers. And even if they were, anyway, the raging sea would reduce the possibility of navigation to nothing, would smash the ships on the coastal rocks. So, young man, five thousand Zen. And in general, I cannot allocate more money. “Okay, five thousand Zen and ten strong mana restoration potions. - Well, I do not… - Then the auction is over. I'll buy a house and hang the remains as a trophy. I turned around abruptly. - Okay. I agree! the cry of
FAULT ; ARTIFACT TWELVE
- In short, so. I work from eight in the morning until eighteen in the evening. Pass the checkpoint at this time. Hand over everything to me, and I will organize everything. Of course, I will receive a percentage, but I will take less than a corporation, and we will receive more profit due to direct sales. The scheme is set, you're not the first. You will receive money as a transfer from friends, from relatives and just donations. So you don't have to worry about that. You risk nothing. I silently nodded, and only when Alex finished, he said: - And is it worth it? After all, you are risking. He chuckled. - Who does not risk, he does not live on high floors. I prefer to take risks and live brightly than to vegetate and die in poverty even ten years later. Okay, did you hit something? I showed the remains of slimes, a couple of large slimes, and chainmail with a sword. He looked at the remains without enthusiasm, but at the weapons and armor with interest. - Here it can be implemen
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Thirteen: END GAME
The first desire was to run. Run anywhere. But I quickly suppressed it. It is clear that in our world you can escape from a drunken bum, but not from a large criminal organization. They have hackers who can hack into CCTV systems and control where I went. They can quickly intercept me. The only way is by some miracle to make it to the walls surrounding the super city and get out into the wilds, only life is not sugar there and death will find me pretty soon. But you still need to get to the exit from the supercity, and getting out is not so easy.I remembered that artifacts, and indeed any magical items brought from the rift, can work in our world. Simply put, you can initiate death, and then be reborn. But he dismissed that thought as well. I remember, according to the description, there were words that the dead person is reborn in a minute. Yes, I will buy time, but very quickly everyone will understand that there was a staging, and I am actually alive. The last option is to change
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Fourteen
- What... who...? And it's you, Tim. What are you calling? Alex's grumpy voice rang out. I looked into my friend's face. - Alex, what are you doing there? – breathed on the verge of audibility female voice. “Wait,” he said nervously, then in one motion launched the noise cut-off program, turned to me and asked: “Well, what did you want, Tim?” - Tell me, how do tunnelers earn money by ordinary hunting for monsters? - Why do you need it? You've only just begun. Second level. First, go up to the sixth and how you can hunt monsters of the third or fourth level alone - that's when we'll talk. - No, tell me anyway. He narrowed his eyes. - Tim, you haven't gathered for an hour again in the rift? You didn’t rest, but you have a simple virtcapsule. - I'm not very tired, so I drank a geyza, took an hour's nap and can go again. Well, like this? Alex chewed his lips, then exhaled and said: - Okay. As you wish. In general, they usually make money by finding rare items. If you are a colle
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Fifteen
Hit points decreased to 340. Yes, I have a rebirth, but I would not want to spend it on such a thing.I twirled, screamed in pain, drenched in sweat and launched one clot of flame after another at the creatures.Chaos Wolf slain.Experience Gained: 60 experience + 12 for killing a monster above your level.Reward received: 60 zen.Okay, three left. I got up almost in the center of the mini camp, behind the fire. The wolves came in from three directions, growling, angrily flashing red eyes. Everyone's fur is scorched in different places, but this did not weaken their desire to tear me apart.The lungs are burning, the heart is beating, and the blood is pulsing in the temples. Slightly to the right, next to the bar of hit points, the inscription “bleeding” appeared, due to which every second stamina decreases by 1%, and hit points by 5. In total, I have a little more than two hundred left.- Well, come here! I roared, casting a fire spell.The wolves jumped at once, I abruptly jumped ba
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Sixteen
He disappeared, and I thought hard. In general, selling a guide is a profitable business, but only in my case it will be incomplete. Still, the artifact was a considerable merit of yesterday's pumping, but I think some secrets will have to be revealed. For then people will have suspicions - how did this newcomer level up so quickly? It will be necessary to ask Alex later if it is possible, instead of a detailed guide, to give out some of the secrets that I learned. Probably, the price of a collection of tips will not be as high as that of a detailed guide, but safety is more important.* * *The first thing I saw when I arrived at the camp was yesterday's beauty. She stood in line to get out of the rift. Red hair, like a flame, falls on her shoulders, a calm look of green eyes does not express emotions.She turned around as if sensing my gaze. A smile flickered across his lips.- Weasel, come in, - Alex said, leaning out of the warehouse.He saw me, smiled, waving his hand. I waved ba
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Seventeen
As soon as I raised my spiritual strength to five, the numbers in the line opposite the magic damage modifier and magic defense changed:Magic damage modifier - 10%.Magic defense modifier - 10%.So, a modifier of magical damage and protection. What does it mean?As soon as I asked this question, a hint immediately appeared.Magic Damage Modifier - Increases spell damage.Magic Defense Modifier - Increases magic defense against items.It turns out that now the lightning strike will deal not 35 damage, but 10% more, like a small fire strike. 38 and 11 damage respectively. Given that I don't have items that give magical protection, this modifier is useless for now.While thinking about everything, I made my way to the town hall. The guard glanced at me, but didn't move to block the way. I greeted him with a smile, but he just snorted and turned away. I wonder if he did not interfere because he already knows me or because my reputation in the city has increased a little?Be that as it ma
FAULT ; ARTIFACT Eighteen
Who are you and why did you bother me? he asked coldly.- I'm Tim. Battle mage and adventurer. The head of the city sent me to you, saying that you might have a job for me.- Oh, so you're the smart guy that helped Alast? Heard, heard. Yes, I think you can help a little. Come on in, there is nothing to stand on the threshold.Inside the mansion is some kind of library. A lot of bookcases, ladders attached to them, chests with scrolls and other paper utensils."I'm in a bit of a mess here, it's because I've been rummaging through everything looking for weak magic paper." Alas, I did not find it.On the right, on the wall between the cabinets, I saw a hanging picture. It depicts Normar himself, standing to his full height, and in front of him on a chair sits a smiling, freckled girl, the one who sold me the scroll with the spell.“You have a beautiful daughter,” I said, remembering that she asked me not to tell her father about her inappropriate behavior.- Yes, - he said, sighed, looke