Chapter 56: Baby Steps (2)

Finally, Jake could see the list of bows on sale.

The first pages were swarmed by wooden bows that new artisan players crafted.

He could see a variety of nicknames that sometimes amused him, sometimes made him narrow his eyes with an expression saying 'Seriously, blud?', and more. Well, the quality of those bows wasn't anything special, and Jake swore he could make a better weapon!

'Those guys... are they looking down on us?' Jake thought.

That said, Jake didn't know that those players didn't even think of crafting a bow themselves. That business wasn't lucrative, and in fact, only one player could be catered to in this area—Grin Grid.

Which meant that it was pointless to study bows and delve into their secrets for one player.

Learning about magical staves and how to harness magic and mana into their forms was better! It was much more efficient to learn what types of woods were better for early-level mages, which one allowed for much easier mana flow and more.

It would mean that early-level artisan players could sell the results of their studies and earn something in return, allowing them to continue their progress much more efficiently.

With bows, that was... difficult, to say the least.

Nonetheless, their masters often forced them to learn how to make bows for a different kind of experience and craft.

'The best bow, The Warden Of The Paradise Forest, is for level two hundred... Mary said many players have already gone past that threshold as some crazily focus on leveling up and exploring more areas. This bow is crazily expensive, but just looking at it, I can see how unique it is... it'd work well with Master or Joker Form... The Paradise Forest... has someone ventured here? It's intriguing!'

Jake shook his head, then.

He shouldn't think this far ahead. He was taking baby steps in the capital now, so he should focus on what he could do rather than on what he would go for in the future.

'It looks like a recurve bow, though,' Jake took a last glance at the best bow on the sale...

He needed money right now!

'Seventy-five!' Jake made this decision after an internal struggle, with a devil and an angel whispering to him to raise and lower the price, respectively.

Ten seconds later...

[Your item has been sold!]

'Already?' Jake blinked. He hadn't even left the auction house yet because he wanted to see if there were any legendary or different-grade traces on the market! He planned to sell them to earn more income, so he was curious whether anyone else had gotten their hands on this business.

But the message snatched his attention before he could even type 'trace' into the search box.

[18 gold coins and seventy-five silver coins have been deduced from your pay.]

[You have paid sales tax!]

"TAXES?!" Jake screamed, catching his head.

A few chuckles and bumps into the thin walls of Jake's booth reached him as his voice went through the safety measures of the curtain. Well, it was normal for newbies to scream 'TAXES?!' and curse them on their first day in the auction house.

Jake whispered, "I thought the auction house would be better than our American stores... I should have listened to the devil and sold it for the higher price... damn it."

[Please remember to withdraw money from the ATM. It's in the box below the screen.]

"Oh, so it's called ATM, too... good to know, and thanks for the reminder..." Jake cheekily whispered while stuffing his hand below the screen, picking up gold and a few silver coins before throwing them into his inventory...

Now that he had sold the item, Jake decided to log out and ask for a meeting with Ingrid, his archery master.