Feeble Grind の小説・ストーリー

Fane nodded and looked at the spirited grass carefully before choosing two to three useful spirited grasses. The Cabellos were elated when they heard their conversation. It was true that third-grade pills were extremely precious. Would it not be beneficial if Fane gave them two to three such pills after both families developed a good relationship? They were sure that the Woods family’s development would be unstoppable if Fane became a third-grade alchemist. After all, even though nobody had seen the third-grade pills before, they could already imagine how strong the pill was. A third-grade elementary pill might be able to raise a person’s fighting prowess by two to three grades. If that was

Rain was pouring heavily, leaving some loose strands of hair dangling around her drenched face. Her black converse bonnet is soaking wet and it felt so frore on her head. Calming herself, she listened to the voice in her head, having no other options for help. The creature before her kept grunting as if speaking in a language she doesn't understand. "Now Luna, orcs are VERY dumb. All you need to do is repeat after me, and by my signal you should sprint to the direction I told you—to that dark alleyway."

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the window and hit Lucas' stunning face. "Zombie Treasure Chest x10." Lucas clicked on it to open the Zombie Treasure Chest: "Obtained 1000 Genetic Points, 1000 Strength Points, 1000 Speed Points, and 1000 Defense Points." "Obtained Stone Grinding Wheel x1." Lucas fused all the attributes he had obtained into himself and looked up the description of the Stone Grinding Wheel. Stone Grinding Wheel: Grants the ability to strengthen equipment. Allows equipment to be upgraded by a rank to a maximum of Grade S.