I Became A Mechanic

An automail was inserted into Yoshimura's leg.

It looked very similar to the existing bridge.

The outer surface of a normal automail was made of iron.

However, the one made by Junwoo was similar to the actual skin because the doppelSmasher skin was included using the blueprint.

"It's like feeling… Automail revolution,is what I’m saying."

"Move it."

Yoshimura got up and walked.

It was comfortable.

The leg was so united with the body that I forgot when it was cut off.

"Wow… If you start selling these, you will become a rich man."

"Any change in stats?"

"Intellect has been reduced by 4. Instead, the defense increased by 3. It's rather good for a tank like me."

It was an automail made of adamantium.

If it was made into Mithril that mana works well, it seemed that his intellect would decrease less.

"Crazy bastards might cut off their legs for this."

"Let's fight with me."

"It doesn't really matter. Can you give me something to eat?"

Junwoo didn't eat anything for a day after he came in.

"At least some water… … ."

"Take it out and eat it."

"No… really not… Takane can look into the item window, so she doesn't have any potions right now?"

"Get ready."

Junwoo pointed his gun at Yoshimura.

Yoshimura pulled out a shield and looked at Junwoo with a grudge.

Bang!

Only holding on, Yoshimura was no match for Junwoo.

Unilateral beating. Yoshimura looked at Junwoo and said,

"Do it in moderation. If you're going to fight like that, what's the use of fighting?"

Eumeria nodded her head with a solemn face as if sympathizing with her.

Junwoo put down his gun and asked.

"Unique. Why are you so weak?"

"It's me. It's half."

"Half?"

"Not all uniques are the same. You have to reach level 100 to get one more trait, so the difference is huge."

In general, characteristics are expanded when created at levels 50 and 100.

However, about half of the Uniques did not reach level 100, and most of them stopped at level 99.

People often call this number nine in the case of Korea.

Eumeria's level was also 99. One class was left until 100, but it hadn't risen so far.

"Are you level 99 too?"

"No, it's level 98, second year."

Of course, many people couldn't even get to level 99.

I never knew when the level would stop.

In the case of Junwoo, level 140 is the highest, but even if he climbed up to 120 well, Junwoo might not be able to reach the highest level.

Yoshimura looked at Junu and Eumeria alternately and said,

"One of them seems to be level 99."

Junwoo couldn't be level 100 here.

But if it was Eumeria, it was worth looking forward to for the rest of the time.

"How do I get to level 100?"

"If I knew that, would I have stopped at level 98?"

"You haven't tried."

"Ah, I've done all sorts of weird things. I tried hunting, fighting, dungeons and even crafting, but it didn't work."

"In general, what are the characteristics of people who have passed level 100?"

"You said hunting, fighting, dungeons, crafting, and rest. There are no features. You're going to be the one you're going to be."

Junwoo looked at Eumeria.

When our eyes met, Eumeria nodded slowly.

"I will try."

"It's not about effort. Because you have to ride it."

It was not innate that Junwoo's job became a legend.

It was an apparent effort.

"Try. It will definitely be."

"Yes, sir."

Yoshimura sat on the floor and shook her head.

"It is positive. Now give me some water, please."

Junwoo took out the water bottle and drank it in front of Yoshimura.

Yoshimura, whose complexion was not good, swallowed dry saliva and looked at it anxiously.

"Please, just one sip… … ."

"Take it out and eat it."

"Oh, no! Fuck!"

Junwoo did not trust Yoshimura.

If it was Yoshimura's truth, Junwoo had to choose.

It was either to share food and escape from here quickly or abandon him and stay here a little longer.

* * *

A week later, Yoshimura walked past Junwoo.

Junwoo drew a line here.

They even threatened to detonate a bomb if they crossed that line.

Eumeria, who was watching, blocked Yoshimura as she was about to cross the line.

"Stop."

"Are you not sleeping?"

"The representative said what happens if you cross the line."

Junwoo, who was sleeping, woke up and stood up and watched.

Yoshimura looked at Junwoo and asked for it.

"Do whatever you feel like. It's the same thing as dying of thirst and dying from a bomb exploding, isn't it?"

Yoshimura hadn't eaten, water, or sipped for a week.

Even if his level was 98, it was a long time to survive without food and water.

"Eumeria, get out of here."

"However… … ."

"It's okay. You can get out of the way. I'm going to blow it up."

At Junwoo's words, Yoshimura looked at Junwoo as if glaring at him and turned his head toward the door.

Then he closed his eyes and crossed the line.

At that moment, the bombs near Yoshimura's heart changed.

‘If this happens, really… Die… … .'

I knew instinctively.

what happened

‘Fuck… To die like this, die like that… … .'

I walked one step, two steps.

As soon as the fear tightening in her heart disappeared, Yoshimura opened her eyes and looked at Junwoo.

Junwoo took out a gourd filled with water and threw it at Yoshimura.

Yoshimura hurriedly took it and drank it in haste.

"If you cross that line again without permission, it will explode."

"Great… I'll know. Are you giving me something to eat?"

Junwoo took out three nutritious fruits and threw them away.

"Is this all?"

"I have to save."

"How much is left?"

Junwoo turned around without saying a word.

Yoshimura looked at Junwoo with a worried expression and hurriedly took a bite of the fruit.

Yoshimura said, looking at Eumeria, who had not eaten anything for a week.

"I wish you couldn't eat anything."

"Go back, out of line."

"I knew. Put down the black."

Groaning, Yoshimura walked over to the farthest wall where he was sitting and laid down.

The next day, upon waking up, Yoshimura approached Junwoo and said,

"Did I really think about it? I don't know how many times I have left, but I keep kidnapping them one by one. And, like me, by planting bombs, you dream of getting more companions and then running away."

"I will."

"You have to bring him the right guy. If it's a sub-master level, it's hard for the three of us to attack."

"If it's the vice-master, would he be that big?"

"That's right, Yamazaki Yuma."

Junwoo went out twice and ran into Yuma twice.

"Why is he the only one standing guard nearby?"

"Yuma? Did Takane make it happen?"

"Who is Takane?"

"Japanese female vice-master. When Takane asked, Yuma followed without saying a word. It's okay to say things like this, but you're a bit stupid Yuma."

Junwoo asked as if wondering.

"Are you stupid?"

"Is it like a child? He's a little young mentally."

"yes? But are you still a submaster?"

"Because I am sure of my skills. Sometimes I go out with Takane."

"What are you two doing?"

"There's no such thing as a relationship. It's just… Yuma follows Takane well."

When Junwoo nodded slowly, Yoshimura said hurriedly.

"It's a bit of a headache. I'm sure you have the skills, so you can't bring them. All three of us will die."

"Okay."

I didn't know what skill level he had, but he was definitely an unimaginable monster.

If I went out, I thought of finding a suitable opponent to improve my power.

A few hours later, Jun-woo placed Yoshimura on the edge of the wall and waited in the middle of Eumeria.