Adventurer's Investigation Log

"Boss Bourne, can this really not be cheaper?"

The morning light shone through the window of the "Anvil and Herb" equipment store on a slightly thin boy.

"No."

"Then..."

"It can't be done on credit either."

The one-eyed middle-aged man behind the counter said mercilessly.

Looking the boy up and down, Bourne became convinced when he saw the almost unworn brand new black iron adventurer nameplate on his chest.

Another young man who was carried away by adventure stories.

「彳亍.」

With a complex expression on his face, Ronan finally took out a small ball of cloth from the inside of his shirt.

After the inner and outer three layers were untied, the shriveled wallet was revealed again.

"Dagger, leather armor, protective gear, shield, backpack, and a spear. They are all real things."

"A total of 6 silver coins and 90 coppers."

After hearing Bourne's quotation, Ronan's already sad expression darkened a bit.

It should be said that it was a coincidence that Ronan had 7 silver coins and 50 copper coins on him. After excluding the money for purchasing equipment, the remaining 60 copper coins should be enough for him to eat for two days.

This is the first time in my two lifetimes that I have been so embarrassed.

Looking at Bourne who was looking for change, the expressionless Ronan was actually bleeding in his heart.

I hate this world, Ronandi thought this countless times since recovering his memory.

About a month ago, a young man named Ronan developed a high fever without warning one night. In a daze, he felt as if he had seen lives in two different worlds.

He lived in an ordinary world, was born ordinary and grew up in an ordinary way.

There are no big ups and downs in life, but overall it is pretty good. There is no bitter past and no enemies that must be killed.

Living so smoothly, the only unusual day was when Ronan was injured by a dump truck one night.

Being hit by a car is actually not a bizarre thing.

But the problem is, he was on the second floor at the time.

God knows how he felt when he saw a dump truck rushing towards him from the window.

Is it really about improving performance at the end of the year?

In another life, or rather, Ronan here lived in an unusual world.

A world at the intersection of medieval fantasy and the dawn of the steam age.

There are epic adventure stories, evil and terrifying monsters, and churches and kingdoms spread across the continent.

Swords and sorcery are still the mainstream, but steam and clockwork technology have emerged as emerging technologies in specific fields.

Well, none of this has anything to do with Ronan.

In this life, he was just an orphaned boy whose parents died of illness early and barely survived alone in the village. He impulsively went to the town and planned to become an adventurer.

The above contents were all heard from the mouth of a bard who sold songs in exchange for wine at the door of the tavern one day after arriving in Black Creek Town.

By the way, because he told old stories and his voice was somewhat disappointing to the audience, the bard was quickly kicked away by the tavern owner.

"Here, your change and equipment."

"Check to see if there are any missing ones."

Old Bern's rough voice brought Ronan back to his thoughts. Looking at the copper coins that Bourne had patted on the counter, Ronan counted them one by one and put them back into his "wallet" without any money.

Looking at Ronan, who was struggling to carry a big bag, Bourne's eyes flashed, and he reminded him before he opened the store door:

"Although I don't know what dream you had to become an adventurer, I still give you a Reminder."

"Be careful of goblins, be careful of strangers inviting you to join a team, be careful of anything that moves or not in sight in the wild."

"It may help you live for two more days."

Stop before opening the store door, Ronan turned around and bowed slightly towards the fierce face behind the counter.

"Thank you for the reminder, Boss Bourne."

"I will remember it."

The voice is not high, but clear enough.

Old Bern just snorted like a sneer from his nose and lowered his head to wipe his utensils again.

Every year, every month, every week, when the adventure craze starts again, even every day, Bourne can see people with unrealistic dreams opening their own store doors, barely buying a set of equipment with insufficient funds, and embarking on their adventure journey.

Then it never appears again.

Adventure stories are always good, but not in the wild.

Even those dirty green goblins are dangerous enough to humans.

Carrying a heavy backpack, holding the leather armor tied with coarse cloth and the long contradiction card, Ronan returned to the "Oak Barrel" hotel where he stayed temporarily.

"Yes, why do you want to be an adventurer?"

As if mumbling to himself, Ronan said.

A light blue screen that only he could see appeared in his sight.

[Abstract Investigator Panel]

[Name: Ronan]

[Employment: None]

[Attributes]:

Strength: 5 (muscular strength, athletic training and physical potential)

Agility: 6 (speed, balance and agility)

Physique: 5 (endurance and vitality)

Intelligence: 5 (memory, logic) Editing thinking)

Perception: 6 (observation, insight and potential intuition)

Charm: 6 (appearance and personal temperament)

[Talent]:

Abnormal Perception: You are exceptionally sensitive to incongruous details in the environment.

[Skills]:

Trace identification (normal): Can initially identify traces such as footprints, damage, and residues.

[Current tasks/clues]:

Eradicate the Goblins in the "Rusty Valley" on the outskirts of the city, no limit to the number (Threat Assessment: Black Iron)

[Investigation Harvest]

Cognition points: 0 (used to unlock new knowledge or skill enhancement)

Close your eyes, the light blue light curtain is still in your sight.

This panel, which has been temporarily confirmed by Ronan to have no intelligence after repeated tests, is one of the reasons for him to embark on the path of an adventurer.

The way to obtain cognitive points is very simple, that is, to witness and see with your own eyes.

Monsters that have never been seen before, exist in oral stories, secret, dusty knowledge or history, etc., will become the source of cognitive points.

Except for the memory of his two lives, it is also his only special "reliance".

The panel will not publish tasks, nor will it actively pop up information.

The panel content will only be updated based on Ronan's current situation, and rewards similar to achievement tasks will be issued.

Simple and clear, and the effect is impressive.

As long as you don’t overturn, you will definitely become stronger and stronger in the future.

As Ronan's thought light curtain automatically dissipated, he carefully placed the things on the bed and began to count and organize them one by one.

A dagger of average quality, not sophisticated but still a weapon capable of killing enemies and protecting oneself, costs 1 silver coin, which is 100 copper coins.

Only the reinforced leather armor of the torso is heavier than expected. The smell of bison leather is mixed with a faint smell of grease, 3 silver coins.

Hard leather wrist guards and shin guards to protect the limbs, a total of 1 silver coin

A small wooden round shield with an iron edge, 1 silver coin.

Basic adventure backpack, which contains some supplies needed by new adventurers, such as water bags, tinder boxes, whetstones, 60 copper coins

Wooden spear, there is nothing to say, just a spear with a carbonized sharpening treatment on the tip, and the grip is tied with a fine hemp rope. It feels good to hold, 30 copper coins.

After taking inventory of the supplies, Ronan opened the narrow window and saw that the sky was gradually being filled with twilight.

The first adventure will begin tomorrow.

Go to bed quickly.

(There will be updates)