MMORPG: Rebirth as an Alchemist

For the sake of his family, Ren embarked on the popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, that used real-time in-game currency. But being a mediocre player who only knows how to gather information, he was put in a supporting role. As the game explodes in popularity and every multibillion-dollar company invested in the game, things have turned for the worse for Ren. Due to the amount of information he gathered, the cheats, secrets, quests, and bugs he discovered, he was silent in fear of selling the information to the other guilds. But given a second chance, he went back in time when his father was still alive and COVENANT was just in its starting phase. This time . . . he wouldn’t be that guy on the side who gathered information from day in and day out for ten years. Equipped with the games knowledge he accumulated, he will become . . . an Alchemist! Chrono Mage? Djin Master? Summoner? Necromancer? Chaos Lord? What good are those? Sure they’re powerful and rare classes and sought after by guilds, but it’s the alchemist who forged artifacts and concocts rare items and potions that gets the most coins at the end of the day! It was better than being a blacksmith or a crafter! Plus, he could use all sorts of magic without limit to race and class! It was the ultimate class! And no one even knows it!

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Festival of Gil 5  

"Looks like the fireworks are about to start," said Isolde with innocent eyes as she licked the ice cream in her hand.

Amongst the four of them, Isolde and Ragnar got the most prices. And what's worse, it was Ren and Leonel's money.

"Don't feel bad." Ragnar tapped Ren's shoulder. "I'll treat you to lunch tomorrow." Though he said that, he was looking at the bracers in his arms. Another item that he won using Ren and Leonel's money.

"I'll hold you to that." Ren had to get at least the gil he spent, or he couldn't sleep at night. He lost in the game and even a few thousand of gil. It was definitely not his day.

"May I come?" Isolde asked, face hopeful and brimming with joy.

"Sure," Ragnar said without a care. Even if Ren and the others brought a few of their friends, it was fine with him.