Stuck in The Tower

Chapter 241 Crisis and Opportunity

When the subspace bracelet is opened, numerous potions fall out.

Subsequently, treasure bags and other subspace items were opened.

Although there were some who frowned at my appearance in the midst of chaos.

“From now on, we will sort out the situation. Healers, write first for those in crisis. What is lacking is because I intend to make it here.”

“What are you talking about! You’re busy anyway!”

“Even if you are a guest, you must follow our instructions in case of an emergency.”

Of course, I don’t follow it obediently.

so will the country How can you believe that a stranger will come and lead the treatment?

How do you know if that person is a quack?

You don’t have to convince me with words.

“It pours in gangbelton eyes.”

“Okay.”

Give him the water of life and pour it into his eyes without hesitation.

You should have figured out the rough situation through the conversation between me and Hagwok.

He knows that, originally, Hagwok’s arm exposed to the pestilence mist should have been damaged beyond use.

It actually was.

“Big!”

Gangbelton groaned softly, as if in pain, but that was for a moment.

“I feel better now. It’s blurry, but I can see it.”

Gableton raised the corners of his mouth and showed everyone his eyes.

It’s been a while since I sprayed it, but there was a noticeable change.

The hazy eyes returned to their original color.

I’ll need more to be fully healed.

“Nonsense.”

“Are you serious? Do you really see it!”

“W Can you give it to this child here? I’m not feeling well!”

“You mean a miracle?”

No matter how hard it is to believe, seeing it in person can change your mind.

The reactions of those gathered in the quarantine facility, especially those who got sick from contact with the fog, are hot.

It was only natural that the bed that was being tidied up would shake.

“Wait everyone. I’m going to give it to everyone gathered here. You have to keep order and wait your turn. Not all villagers have been rescued yet. It should be divided into zones and classified according to the state of improvement.”

“Did you hear me? Move quickly!”

“We need to collect them in order of worst condition!”

“Categorize newcomers separately and there! Don’t come this way! Everyone is in a hurry!”

Rescuers who were in control also moved quickly.

The number of lives I have is at most 30 or so.

I don’t know how much use will produce significant results.

Depending on the severity of the wound, each individual will react differently.

Let’s save those in urgent need first.

Stop making the rest. Although Framburg is a ruin, the shop window is not blocked, so it is not difficult to obtain materials.

I just need my space to work.

“If you don’t know, please use this potion as well. It’s not a normal potion, it was used for experiments when making life water. It may be less effective, but it will have some effect.”

“Thank you, my lord!”

“now! in action! Han o’clock is busy! You know that initial response is the most important thing, right?”

I sorted the potions and handed them over to the Dwarf who seemed to be in charge.

When he asked for space to make the water of life, he even dismantled the golem to make a workbench.

When it comes to technicians, it’s a dwarf. The speed is incredible.

“Please, please.”

“Dwarves do not forget grace.”

“Lucky! I never thought someone like this would come here.”

The voices of those who seem desperate linger in my ears.

I’m sorry, but I’m not the savior, I’m not the messiah, I’m just one of those who climb.

That you can’t be responsible for everyone.

but.

“Maybe I can make you a footstool.”

I looked at the water of life that Hagwok pulled out.

Outwardly, it looked identical to the one I made.

[Water of life – for Framberg]

– Water of life that retains some effect.

– Although it is inferior to existing products, it has purification ability.

– Diluted for mass production.

When you look closely through the authority, hidden information comes to mind.

You should have noticed from the start.

Because I already had hints.

Hagwok said you should drink six bottles a day.

Framburg is an underground city where all the dwarves in the tower gather.

More than tens of thousands of them.

They drink 6 bottles a day?

Impossible. Because I’ve never made that many.

I used my hand at the Flower and Family Bureau.

No contact with me whatsoever.

Is it intentional or is it a mistake? Or is that the way trading in the tower is?

Maybe it’s because I’m a climber.

It doesn’t matter. It happened and I found out the facts.

“Since I did my own thing first, I don’t need to keep my faith.”

Disclose.

How to make the water of life.

If the Hwajoguk argues, they will have to reveal what they did. In front of all the dwarves gathered here.

– I

sat down at the workbench and took out the ingredients.

Something that has already been made many times. As long as you have enough materials, time, magic power, and divine power, you can make as many as you like.

The ingredients are a bit lacking, but…

“It’s enough to buy.”

A lot of money. Without hesitation, I purchased the ingredients from the shop window.

Those who look at it with envious eyes.

Didn’t NPCs say they couldn’t use the shop window?

Well… even that is questionable now.

Couldn’t all NPCs use the shop window? Could it be that only the dwarves of Framburg can use it?

Ruins of the underground city of Framberg.

There are so many differences from the NPCs and ruins I’ve met so far.

We’ll look into this later.

“Is there anyone who can use divine power? Even those who know how to make potions. If you have knowledge about herbs, please gather here!”

I immediately started working and gathered the dwarves.

Four rescuers and three patients who are in good condition.

Seven people… It’s okay. What I want is learning, not assistance.

“From now on, take a good look at what I’m making. From now on, you will have to make them yourself.”

“You mean that?”

“yes. I will teach you how to make the real water of life.”

I may pretend not to know, but I also have some responsibility.

There was a possibility that this would not have happened if he had paid more attention to the transaction with the Flower and Bird Bureau.

I don’t mean to blame myself more than necessary.

anyway.

[Potion Production (AA) Lv

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let’s make it

* * *

About 2 hours.

He devoted himself to making the water of life.

It could have been a bit overwhelming, though.

“This is how you do it.”

“Oh, the combination is great. Your eyesight is amazing!”

“Umm, if my holy power was a bit stronger, the quality would have been better… I guess I’ll have to work on it.”

“This part can also be done this way. A little, but the effect will increase.”

Dwarves were a race that excelled in production beyond imagination.

Even if you are not necessarily a blacksmith technician.

Framburg, in particular, is a polluted ruin. They also did everything they didn’t do to survive, and of course they were passionate about making potions.

In terms of skill, there was no one worse than me, and he even improvised with the knowledge and skills he had accumulated over the years.

Rather, it feels like I am learning.

If there is one thing you regret.

“Ultimately, the divine power was the problem.”

“You are right. As a dwarf, you can’t have this level of divine power.”

“By the way, didn’t Petril have high divine power?”

“He won’t even be 400.”

“Nothing. I have no choice but to collect as many artifacts as possible containing divine power.”

Dwarves are a race far from divine power.

One of the most important ingredients of the water of life was divine power, so they had no choice but to be disappointed.

All they believe in is skill and craftsmanship.

Even that common temple or religion did not exist.

If you dare to look for it, they say that they believe in the god of fire and forge, but as is often the case, it is only a symbolic existence and they do not praise it with faith.

In that respect, it is said that the spirits are also similar.

They also say that the hierarchy relationship is so clear that they consider the king of spirits like a god and have no religion.

In any case, the urgent fire was put out.

All those exposed to the fog have been rescued and are receiving treatment.

As far as the people in this area are concerned.

Framburg is an underground city. As large as it is, there is not one quarantine facility.

Even if they are inside the building, there may be people who have been in contact with the fog that has flowed in, and there is a possibility that there are patients among those temporarily gathered in government offices or other public institutions.

All that was left was to send the water of life that was produced there.

The same goes for explaining the situation.

It was decided that the steam golem and the magical life creature placed for safety would be in charge.

A few rescuers armed with gas masks are also planning to move together.

It’s been resolved so far.

-I threw

myself into a chair and looked out the window.

The purple mist that filled the city is swirling and being sucked upwards.

Since it is an underground city, there is no answer if there is no air circulation.

Airships floating in the air are sending messages by lighting up neon signs even in the fog.

-I was wondering why there was a 24% fog removal rate

airship, but it was a kind of observation machine.

You write like this in case of an emergency. I didn’t do anything in vain.

I turned around and looked at the hospital bed. Those who have improved are lying quietly. The same goes for Hagworks. I helped the rescuers because my arm got better, but I stretched out and fell asleep.

Only a few have their eyes open. Gableton was one of them.

“Gangleton.”

“Why?”

“What is the expedition the rescuers were talking about earlier? What is the new route? The person who gave me the gas mask saw the plague fog and said it was a Framberg disease.”

now i know Why is the 58th floor a soldier’s zone?

At first I thought it was because of all the garbage dumped outside.

‘It was because the fog of the plague that occurred in Framberg rose up.’

The root cause was here.

I don’t know if it’s a sensitive question, but I’ve already helped them and my affinity has risen a lot.

Gangbleton, who was scratching his head, let out a small sigh.

“There is nothing to hide. I was indebted to this much. Haven’t you already seen it?”

Gangbelton makes a confused expression.

It’s probably not a good story.

“A tower appears in each world before it perishes. Neither do we. The fact that the NPC is in the tower is like proof that the world over there has been destroyed.”

I won’t deny it.

If you’ve escaped destruction, there’s no reason to become an NPC.

“It can’t be helped that the reasons for the destruction are as varied as the worlds that perished are diverse. We went underground to escape destruction. Not just because of destruction.”

Firmly, he clenches his fist.

“Saintern Peace Empire. It was also because they pushed in and started a tribal war. It has nothing to do with your question, so I will spare you my words.”

It was slightly hot.

I know what Gableton said. He used Heida to win the war and eventually crossed the territory of other races.

I guessed it from when he said he was hostile towards Saint Peace officials, but hearing it in person makes more sense.

“Anyway, it was a disease that came to destroy us who went underground. The fog of the tainted earth plague has risen. With endless malice from below.”

“At Delverton, to be exact.”

“How!”

“I also found out on my own.”

Actually, I got the information through the Authority.

The pestilence fog comes from Delverton. It’s because I don’t know what it is.

“You know a lot. Did the representative tell you? It doesn’t matter. that’s right. Fog is created in the place where Delverton has the will to perish, and it rises while eating away at the weak ground. That is the route.”

“The route through which the fog rises.”

“In other words, it is also the road to Delverton.”

“The expedition team refers to those who are looking for Delverton.”

I’ll understand even if I don’t talk too much.

The day when the plague fog rises is the day when life is at stake.

“It’s a day when destruction can be avoided.”

Seeing that they haven’t been able to solve it, it means that the previous route was useless.

I heard that a new route was discovered this time.

That’s why I couldn’t figure out the timing of the fog rising, so there was this much damage.

In other words, new opportunities come along with crises.

I can’t fall into a place like that.

“It’s okay.”

“Where are you going?”

“I have to tell the expedition team, too.”

I shook the water of life.

“…Come back safely.”

Gambleton didn’t take his eyes off me until I left the building.

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