Chapter 58 (1/2)

When everyone logged off, Fatty thought for a while before running to the Immecca Horde, where he had completed the Poison Dart Frog Quest.

He was currently at Level 19, and the EXP he could gain from killing the Poison Dart Frogs was very little. However, he did not go there entirely to level up but to farm for materials to craft the Slowdown Poison.

The drop rate of the Frog Poison Gland was not very high, so Fatty stayed in one spot to continuously farm. When he had some time in between, he would collect the Snake Spit Grass growing in the area.

It was common knowledge that it was extremely difficult for a Venomancer to level up. Fatty was good at Crowd Control but could at most deal with four monsters at any point in time. After all, it drained his mana when he needed to maintain the Miasma and Poison Sting toxin effects on all four monsters. Fortunately, the Poison Dart Frogs were not swamp boss monsters. Their health quickly dropped as a result of poisoning. Fatty took their last remaining health to gain EXP.

Even so, he needed to sit down and rest with every attempt he made as he waited for his mana to be fully restored. This situation did not occur frequently, however.

A Poison Dart Frog could only give Fatty around 40 EXP. After farming for more than an hour, he killed more than 60 Poison Dart Frogs, so an average of one frog was killed per minute. This increased his EXP to around 38%, which meant he was far away from being able to level up.

The players who were focused on leveling up were probably around Level 22 or 23 at this stage of the game. After Level 20, the calculation method of the EXP required changed.

Fatty’s loot was not bad, as he had obtained around 10 Frog Poison Glands. Combined with the ones he had obtained previously in the Quest, he had obtained a total of 20 Frog Poison Glands. Only then did he start planning to leave.

Upon returning to Asgarod, Fatty ran to the potion store and purchased 20 empty bottles for 50 Bronze Coins each. He intended to craft the Slowdown Poison.

Poison Crafting was the same as Potion Crafting. Both processes required original ingredients and supplementary tools like the Potion Bottle. Also, there was a certain percentage of success when one was crafting.

Fatty, who had 20 pieces of Snake Spit Grass and 20 Frog Poison Glands inside his backpack, started crafting.

The Potion Crafting progress bar loaded quite slowly. The process was about 5 seconds slower compared to the forging process. When the first progress bar was filled, the system announced, “Potion Crafting has failed. You obtained 1 Poison Crafting proficiency point!”

Fatty was speechless upon seeing that the first attempt was a failure. However, he knew that this was very normal so he continued crafting.

System: “Potion Crafting has failed. You obtained 1 Poison Crafting proficiency point!”

System: “You have successfully crafted the Slowdown Poison and obtained 5 Poison Crafting proficiency points!”

System: “Potion Crafting has failed. You obtained 1 Poison Crafting proficiency point!”

The system continued to make announcements, although most of them informed Fatty that the crafting process had failed. It was only then that Fatty realized how frighteningly low the rate of success of Level 1 Poison Crafting was. He had used up 19 out of the 20 sets of ingredients, but he had only managed to craft 4 bottles of Slowdown Poison!

He was down to the last set of ingredients, so Fatty silently prayed. “I must succeed this time! I need to at least make a total of five bottles!”

Just as the progress bar was about to load completely, a sound indicated an incoming call. Fatty jerked in fright.

The last poison crafted was a failure. Fatty, who was extremely displeased, placed the blame on that incoming call.

“Who is it? Bastard, are you trying to kill me?” Fatty accepted the call and immediately started scolding the caller.

“Um… Brother Chicken, why are you so angry?” a quivering voice asked. The other party seemed to be afraid of Fatty’s behavior.

Fatty was momentarily stunned. He looked at the name of the caller and realized it was a player called Create a Future. In fact, Fatty had helped him forge the first Superior Rank weapon, which had been a dagger, so he had added the player to his friend list.

“Oh, it’s you! Sorry, I was not scolding you.” Fatty was certain that this was about business. After all, Create a Future belonged to the “customer” category of his friend list.

As expected, Create a Future let out a sigh of relief and said joyously, “Brother Chicken, as promised, I am here to ask you to help me forge another weapon!”

“Oh?” A plan started to form in Fatty’s head as he glanced at the time. It was almost 12 a.m, which was close to the point of day-night transition. Therefore, he asked, “What level of weapon are you looking for?”

“Level 20! A dagger too!” Create a Future replied. “I have collected five blueprints and five sets of materials. Ready to forge anything? Do you happen to be free now?”

Fatty was astonished. “You actually have five blueprints for a Level 20 dagger? It seems like you’ve gotten wealthy!”

“He he… It’s all thanks to you, Brother Chicken!” Create a Future laughed in embarrassment. “You helped me forge a Superior Rank weapon, thus increasing my attack power significantly. Many people wanted to form a party with me upon learning that my damage is high. In the past two days, I have been teaming up with numerous impressive parties. That is why I was able to obtain these blueprints.”

He was not explicitly praising Fatty but Fatty still felt proud upon hearing that.

What exactly was a forging expert? Someone capable of creating an expert player through one’s weapons or armor.