Isekai Online Game Developer - Chapter 78



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Alchemy is useless.

It was a very well known fact in this world.

Alchemy began long ago when a man whose constitution was lead attempted to turn lead into gold.

Naturally, it did not attract people’s attention.

Because in the first place, it was just the struggle of an ordinary person who was born with the wrong constitution.

People who had acquired other higher metal constitutions had no reason to devote themselves to alchemy and the like.

Everyone, no matter how insignificant, can use magic.

The situation in which magical engineering is developing in Trinity.

There was no place for alchemy in it.

That is why alchemy attempted to do what even magic could not do.

For example, making an elixir of immortality.

Or trying to create a legendary substance called the Philosopher’s Stone by melting metals in various combinations.

Of course, there were some meaningful discoveries along the way.

Such as the refining of metals or the development of certain fields of pharmacy.

Although it was of some help to the blacksmiths and apothecaries, the masses had no interest in such things.

I just think of alchemists as a bunch of idiots who put strange things in pots and boil them.

In this day and age, there were very few people who did such a thing.

And here was one of those few.

“Oh, a new Fantasy Tower has been released.”

Alchemist Alkene.

He was a man living in a small mountain village in the Frankish kingdom.

Living to the extent of digging up herbs.

Originally, the lives of the people of weak countries were like this. It was difficult to save money because the empire took everything away.

Recently, since the enactment of international law, even weak countries have been growing.

And if Alkendo had gone to the city and worked, he could have lived a wealthier life.

It wasn’t like that at all.

He had been barely surviving as an alchemist for nearly 30 years.

Even if I were told to go to the city, there was nothing I could do.

And times were just so good these days.

A fantasy reality created on the Fantasy Tower.

There are so many fun things here, so why bother buying them?

Alken thought that he only needed to have enough food to fill his stomach and money to buy new products.

Alken, who bought and played the new game called ‘Hidden Attack’.

“What the heck is this…”

When I first logged in, an unknown world unfolded before me.

A world of gray that I have never seen before.

To be honest, it was such an unfamiliar world that it was hard to accept.

But it was a fantasy tower game, so it was sure to be fun.

After playing for a few hours, believing in the Fantasy Tower, Alken quickly became accustomed to the ‘Hidden Attack’.

“A gun. That’s a funny idea. I wonder how Riot always comes up with these ideas…”

If you have this kind of creativity, you could probably make an elixir of immortality yourself.

Alken was absorbed in the game, sighing.

Tatang- tang-

‘Hidden Attack’ was pretty brutal.

It was a strong stimulus for Alken, who had never killed anything other than putting a live frog in a pot.

Unlike previous games that were truly ‘game’ territory, ‘Hidden Attack’ felt like you were actually killing people.

Normal people can’t immediately accept the feeling that they have committed murder.

It is common for knights and adventurers who return from war to be traumatized by the murders they committed.

However, the reason why there was nothing like that in this ‘Hidden Attack’ seemed to be because of this weapon called a ‘gun’.

“Killing people feels like a real game. It is a game, though.”

Just aim accurately and pull the trigger and someone dies.

It was like practicing archery.

But compared to a bow, a gun was just a snap of the finger.

The unrealistic background and clothing also played a part.

In the game, Alken habitually took apart the gun.

It was clear that if they made something this ridiculous into a magic trick, it would be a huge hit.

Although, until now, it has been impossible to alchemize things in games.

Things like obsidian or ender pearls in Minecraft.

“This… seems like something I could actually make?”

But somehow this seemed simple.

“Why don’t you just make a body and a bullet?”

Attach a magazine full of bullets to a gun and fire it.

That’s how it seemed to work.

Of course, there were more complex structures than that, but Alkene couldn’t have thought of what was happening inside a gun.

And the interior of the gun was not specifically implemented in the fantasy tower.

I just implemented the appearance and the bullet exploding.

That’s why it was impossible to separate the gun.

“The bullet seems important.”

So Alken focused on the bullets.

The bullets are shaped like columns that converge towards the end, made of a strange metal.

But when it actually fired, it seemed like a small ball was coming out.

And only the shell of the bullet protruded to the side.

“This thing explodes here, and the marbles fly out of it…”

If so, then the bullet will explode and the marbles inside will fly out.

This means that there is something inside the bullet that causes the ball to explode.

The detonating mechanism must have something inside the gun.

Thinking about it that way, Alken sent a chat to the other alchemists playing the game together.

Don’t ignore the alchemist: Guys. Don’t you think you can make this?

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There’s someone inside: That thing is like that again. This is a weapon in the first place, so if it’s going to be made, it should be made by a blacksmith. What are we…

Don’t put the frog’s hind legs in: Ah, you damn alchemists. Tsk tsk. I guess you’re still boiling frogs in pots.

There’s someone inside: you’re also an alchemist;

Don’t put the frog’s hind legs in: I got a job at a nearby pharmacy a while ago.

They didn’t seem particularly passionate.

To begin with, there were not many alchemists who practiced alchemy seriously.

There’s someone inside: You were trying to make obsidian before and the pot exploded.

Don’t ignore the alchemist: Oh, this looks like it could really work…

Don’t put the frog’s hind legs in: Shut up and play a game.

In the end, no one was interested.

But maybe it’s because I only roughly figured out the principle.

Alkene set out to create the substance that would make it explode, even if it was all by himself.

***

“Tantang tantang! Jugurat!”

“Ugh! It’s a grenade launcher!”

Children imitating gunfights on the street, holding sticks and such.

It was a scene often seen after the release of ‘Hidden Attack’.

Pak-

“Ugh!”

A child was hit in the head by a rock thrown like a grenade.

A child who doesn’t know what to do, whether it was intentional or not.

“It’s okay. You have to aim well when throwing grenades because they can hit friendly forces too.”

“Ah…! No!”

“Kyahahahahahahaha-”

When I told them it was okay, the kids ran over laughing and asking what was good.

I felt nostalgic because it reminded me of my younger self.

“…Is it okay for kids to say things like that already?”

“Well, I’m just playing.”

Naturally, ‘Hidden Attack’ is not available for purchase by those under the age of 15.

But, just like in modern times, it seemed that there were children who secretly performed ‘hidden attacks’ using their parents’ artifacts.

Rikal looked at the children with worried eyes.

“Killing a person is a defilement of the soul. It’s not good for children to know that.”

“That’s right. I also warn buyers to make sure that children don’t play it. But surprisingly, His Majesty is worried about this. In a world where children go to war, too. Other people don’t understand why they’re made to prevent children from playing it.”

It is said that before the era of peace, it was common for children to fight with swords and axes.

And compared to modern times, children in this world live lives that are much closer to blood.

That’s why there are many people who don’t understand why there is an age limit.

Rikal, who surprisingly seemed to have no compassion or tears, was worried.

“But that’s not a good thing.”

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Rikal walks away, mumbling.

I ignored him and went to the market.

“But where did you see that gun and make it?”

“Just my thoughts.”

“So does that mean it’s something that doesn’t exist in this world?”

“Yes. I think it’s possible to make something, but I don’t know how. Why?”

“If we had guns, our military power would increase hundreds of times. Imagine a world where wars are fought with guns.”

Maybe it’s because I’ve been working a lot lately, but Rical was quick with his calculations.

It is only natural for a monarch to want to introduce guns into the military.

But unfortunately, I don’t actually know how to make it.

The result was only realized as a fantasy.

“Try to have them make it. Ask the scholars of the royal court.”

I said and said, “Oops.”

If guns actually came out, the ramifications for this world would be enormous.

Something that might change the world order.

“They couldn’t make it. They’re incompetent.”

“okay.”

“Don’t you really know how?”

“If you knew, you would have made it yourself instead of just making it into a fantasy.”

“hmm.”

I thought it had been a long time since I last visited.

I guess he wanted to know how to make a gun.

Sorry, I don’t know that. If I had known that, I wouldn’t have been doing fantasy magic.

“i get it.”

“Go.”

It seemed as if Rikal had turned around and was heading back to the system, having finished his work.

Looking at the time, it was getting close to the time to turn on the broadcast.

“I can’t make it right now.”

Guns and gunpowder appear quite late in the history of previous lives.

It’s not an easy task considering the level of this world, excluding magic.

There were people who thought like Rikal sometimes, but it seemed impossible.

If it’s made, that would be good too.

The world has to develop anyway.

“Because I’m a game developer.”

That’s a good thing.

But making a gun is a task that takes quite some time.

I threw the thought away and went back to the rooftop, munching on a donut.

As several months passed quietly, the making of guns seemed to be forgotten.

Until a certain beggar… no, until an alchemist came to the Tower of Illusion.

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