Into the healing farming game

CH 10 - Day 13 of Spring



13th Day of Spring

 

It seems like a lucky day is a real thing.

 

“Huh?”

 

While fishing, a translucent box spins around.

Up until now, it has always been an ordinary treasure chest.

 

When the box opened, inside was a silver square box decorated with gold thread.

The UI kindly displays the name: ‘Enchantment Table.’

 

“Can something like this really appear?”

 

A smile that can’t be hidden spreads across my lips, and a thrilling sensation runs up my spine.

This is what it feels like to open a random box(Gacha)!

 

Fishing is the best.

Fishing is god, and it is invincible.

 

Iron and gold ingots were collected little by little from previous treasure chests.

Thanks to that, it was enough to enchant some of the necessary tools. This meant skipping the smelting furnace and going straight to enchanting.

Additional work might be tough, but it didn’t matter since the main goal was upgrading tools like the axe and pickaxe.

 

It sits perfectly in the bag, proudly showing off the name [Enchantment table].

It’s a complete product, not a recipe or blueprint. I rubbed my eyes slowly, but it’s true.

I earned roughly a week’s worth of progress in one go.

 

I head home with excitement.

Mining?

That can wait. Tool enchantment comes first.

They say a craftsman never blames his tool, but I’m not a craftsman. There’s no reason to hold back when a better tool is calling.

 

“Hmph.”

 

It’s all good.

I happily hummed a song that reminded me of Earth.

The sky was unusually clear.

Coming home with a blue, bright sky, rather than the usual gray and red one, gave a different, strange feeling.

 

I still had some energy left, so when I got home, I installed Enchantment table right away, placing it next to a box of miscellaneous items.

 

Gold, elegant threads.

A silver appearance reflecting the unique luster of metal.

A square box with slightly rounded corners.

The beautiful appearance of Enchantment table was brilliant, no matter how many times I looked at it.

 

The UI popped up, and I immediately read the details. The content was simple, and there wasn’t as much to do as I had expected.

This was due to a lack of materials. Still, it was enough to achieve my goal.

 

[Enchant to iron tools]

[Required material: 25 iron ingots]

[Granted effect: Tool level increases by 20]

 

Level up by 20.

I could manufacture equipment from fishing.

I had about 41 iron ingots from countless fishing trips. It was enough to enchant one piece of equipment.

 

I placed the pickaxe on the enchantment table.

A faint speck of light seeped into it, demanding 25 iron ingots. As requested, iron ingots from the bag next to the pickaxe piled up.

The iron ingots disappeared like dust, swirling slightly into a single form.

 

The pickaxe was slightly larger now. It became an iron pickaxe, making it more efficient and requiring less stamina. It could dig through stones a little better.

 

Of course, when you made new equipment, you have to use it immediately.

Without hesitation, I drove the pickaxe into the huge stone block in my front yard.

 

Kang!

 

“Oh. It’s definitely different. The reason fishing wasn’t tough at first must’ve been because of the equipment.”

 

A level 20 upgrade.

The repulsive force transmitted to my hand decreased, and the pickaxe struck the stone with more impact.

Most importantly, it required less effort. It was clear that my stamina was being preserved.

 

I don’t know exactly how much the stats have increased, but I could immediately tell the pickaxe’s ability had significantly improved.

A level 20 enchantment. This was just the first upgrade, and I looked forward to seeing what future enchantments would bring to my tools.

 

According to my original plan, I should have visited the mine today to build a smelting furnace.

The goal was to complete the enchantment process and improve work efficiency by melting iron ingots. However, thanks to my great fishing luck, I could skip that and head to the mine with an upgraded pickaxe.

 

Suddenly, I didn’t feel like going to the mine.

The pickaxe had improved, and I could build the furnace when I got back. But the problem was that my mining level was stuck at beginner level 9.

The struggle to reach the intermediate level reminded me of the pain I endured while leveling up my fishing.

 

Some people enjoy pain, but I am definitely not one of them.

 

Feeling like a pig being dragged to slaughter house, I reluctantly headed towards the mine, grumbling the whole way.

The sky was unnecessarily clear, the weather annoyingly perfect.

I wondered if there were cherry blossoms in this world too, as the trees had that familiar spring feeling.

 

Of course, I wasn’t in the mood to appreciate any of it.

 

Contrary to my negative thoughts, mining turned out to be quite easy.

 

Iron ore crumbled with just a light tap. I found large amounts of gold ore, fitting for a lucky day.

I even reached the 15th floor without losing much stamina, and only a few monsters appeared along the way.

Just one tool upgrade made a huge difference.

 

Good equipment.

 

I brought back about 130 iron ore and over 70 gold ore—more than double what I used to get. No matter how much experience you gain, you can’t ignore the power of good equipment.

 

I had enough materials to build a smelting furnace.

I constructed it a bit away from enchanment table.

It was dark since the sun had set, but the furnace’s flames lit up the area brightly.

I liked that it didn’t require additional fuel like coal to operate.

 

After smelting all the gold ore, I returned home. As usual, after a day in the mine, I collapsed from muscle pain and passed out while groaning. This had become part of my daily routine.

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[Mining Intermediate Level 1 Achieved! Select an Intermediate Achievement Effect!]

10% increase in gem appearance probability
Add up to 2 minerals per vein

“Oh, crap.”

 

Instead of feeling excited about reaching the intermediate level, my first thought was about the agony that awaited me.

I braced myself for the pain, the kind that makes you want to knock yourself out with a hammer just to make it stop.

Seriously.

 

In my dream, I sighed deeply and selected the gem appearance probability. Gems are a crucial element you unlock at the intermediate level of mining, and they have a wide range of uses—magic, enchantment, crafting, alchemy, achievements.

You name it, gems are valuable.

Sure, losing out on extra minerals was a bit disappointing, but gems hold more long-term value. So, it was the smarter choice.

 

“Got any painkillers? Please tell me there’s some painkillers.”

 

I wandered around the store, desperately searching for something to ease the inevitable pain. Sadly, there was nothing.

 

When I opened my eyes the next morning, the first thing that hit me was the searing thirst in my throat, followed by a sharp, tingling pain.

Normally, I’d just gulp down some cool water and be fine, but today was different.

 

“Ugh…”

 

The pain that split through my skull was unbearable. I had experienced this before, but it’s not something you can ever get used to.

As my brain felt like it was being smashed with a pickaxe, I could feel the mining knowledge pouring into my mind, unfiltered.

The sensation of something soft being hammered into something hard was worse than I could have ever imagined.

Bang on the left.

Bang on the right.

 

It was no surprise that I collapsed, unable to control my body. The pain was paralyzing.

I couldn’t even swallow my saliva properly, so it just dribbled out.

I didn’t care.

The pain in my head was so overwhelming that I didn’t even register the impact when I hit the floor.

 

How long was I like that?

Eventually, the pain subsided into a dull, throbbing ache. I dragged myself up, hungry and thirsty, and stuffed anything edible into my mouth.

The amount of stamina and energy I had lost during that excruciating ordeal was staggering.

 

“Ugh…”

 

Even though the pain was fading, my head still pounded, and my mind was a dizzy mess.

Is there a special kind of hell for reaching intermediate level?

Sure feels like it.

 

Once I managed to think clearly, I checked my skills:

 

Fishing Intermediate Level 5

Mining Intermediate Level 1

Farming Beginner Level 8

Logging Beginner Level 5

Combat Beginner Level 3

Farming was already at Beginner Level 8.

After harvesting 400 crops, my level shot up.

If I mindlessly harvest garlic and kale today, I’m bound to reach intermediate level tomorrow, and that means another round of hellish pain.

 

I decided to just plant seeds today.

I couldn’t avoid the pain forever, but I wanted to face the next intermediate level with some precautions.

I was already anticipating at least two more rounds of pain. And with the many skills that would unlock in the future, the thought of enduring that pain over and over was infuriating.

I needed a plan.

Even with my head still throbbing, my body worked efficiently.

I planted the seeds, watered them, and admired the crops.

What once seemed beautiful—garlic and kale—now felt like devilish instruments leading me back to hell.

Just yesterday, their beauty filled my ears like a sweet, jingling sound.

 

Shaking my head, I continued watering the fields where nearly 3,000 seeds had been planted.

The scale of my farm had grown considerably, and the morning passed quickly.

Drawing water and carrying the watering can, which once felt heavy, was now a breeze.

The skills had not only made my work more efficient but also strengthened my body.

 

After finishing my morning tasks, I headed to the beach.

I wanted to enjoy some fishing, something I hadn’t done in a while, and find out the prices of the fish I’d been thinking about.

 

They say the sunlight stings, but it’s nothing compared to the pain I’ve been through.

What’s a little sunlight gonna do to me?

 

I walked to the beach in a daze, barely noticing the 30-minute trek. It wasn’t until the soft sand replaced the hard ground beneath my feet that I snapped back to reality.

 

Even though it was early, Maxim, the fishing enthusiast, was already sitting on the wooden bridge, chewing on a blade of grass like always. He looked like a natural-born fisherman.

 

“Hey, Minho! How’s the fishing rod i gave?”

 

“Thanks Maxim,”

I replied.

 

“Nice! You must’ve caught a ton by now, right?”

 

“I’ve caught my fair share. I’ve been getting the hang of it.”

 

“Haha! It’s only been two weeks, but you’re already so confident! Let’s see those skills!”

 

I smiled and cast my fishing rod like I’d been doing it for years. Maxim watched me closely but didn’t seem fazed.

No matter how much he scrutinized me, my skills, which had reached Intermediate Level 5, wouldn’t falter.

 

“Huh? Did you seriously learn to fish this fast? You were a complete beginner when we first met.”

 

Maxim’s muttering was amusing. I didn’t respond, just waited for the familiar tug on the line.

 

“Got one!”

 

I reeled in my catch—flounder, the same fish I had caught the first time I went fishing. With a splash, it landed in my bag.

 

“You…”

 

Maxim suddenly grabbed my hand, his calloused fingers feeling unfamiliar against mine.

 

“You’re a fishing prodigy! I should’ve known the moment you said you liked fishing!”

 

The handshake was a little awkward, but Maxim quickly let go and resumed his usual chatter about fishing.

 

“No matter how much time you spend fishing, it still takes skill. Ah, but you’re a genius, so you must know what I mean. Giving you that fishing rod was the best decision I’ve ever made. From the moment I met you, I had a good feeling!”

 

Honestly, I still didn’t fully understand what he was talking about. Maybe I really was good at fishing.

I figured if I kept practicing, I might eventually see what Maxim saw in me—how to find the perfect fishing spot, how to reel in fish with less effort, how to make them bite more easily.

 

Maxim caught onto these things effortlessly. I, on the other hand, just kept nodding and agreeing, playing the role of the genius fisherman. Who wouldn’t enjoy being called a genius?

 

Before the conversation went on forever, I brought up the topic of fish prices.

 

“Maxim, how much is this flounder worth?”

 

“Huh? The one you just caught? About 70 silver. Fish are pretty cheap near the coast.”

 

“Is it more expensive inland?”

 

“Yeah, they can go for anywhere from a few gold to tens of gold inland. But I just enjoy fishing; I’m not in it for the money.”

 

What a shame. I understood, but I couldn’t hide my disappointment.

 

“Heh. Who knows? Maybe one day, you’ll be delivering fish to the inland markets!”

 

“I hope so.”

 

Assuming I could sell each flounder for 10 gold inland, I could catch around 600 to 700 fish a day, which would bring in 6,000 to 7,000 gold. That’s a fortune just from fishing.

 

This world isn’t just a game—it’s a place where people live. The knowledge from games isn’t everything.

With magic to freeze the fish or teleportation to transport them, delivering fish inland might actually be a viable business.

It’s still a distant dream, but having that knowledge opens up so many possibilities.

 

With those pleasant thoughts, I continued fishing, occasionally hearing Maxim called me a “genius angler.”

Genius or not, it was nice to hear.


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