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Chapter 4: Time to make some money

  Sorry the chapter is so small. I told myself since this is the first weekend of the story I would post at least once a day. However I’m in college and this week is the last tests of the semester. Next week is also finals so I’ve had to study today. But don’t worry I’m still going to try to upload at least once a week

  Chapter 4

  Onyx lay panting on the floor. It had been about 16 hours since he entered the training grounds. 16 hours of constant beating on the training dummies. 16 hours of smacking and weaving, of taking just about every weapon on the wall and training with it. Honestly the only reason he was able to last that long was because of his higher than normal stats. Panting he reopened his players log. Suddenly all the pop ups he had ignored reappeared in front of him.

  Smiling Onyx got into a sitting position. Looking around he saw that it was now only just becoming dawn outside. Getting up he took out 5 pieces of bread and his water flask and downed them both, bringing his satiety up to above 75%. Wiping his mouth with his arm he called up his status.

  ‘Nice my health went up!’ Onyx thought happily. ‘I wonder what my new skills are.’ “Show new skills.”

  Skills:

  Smiling Onyx thought ‘Nice with this my battle potential just went up. I can use just about every kind of melee weapon out there now.’ Looking around again he decided to go out and explore the town before all the players decided to swarm the streets. Since the majority of his fun in online games was destroyed by griefers, Onyx had developed a certain wariness of other players, more so since he couldn’t respond like everyone else. There was no protection from someone trying to PK him except that there were better things to do, but there always seemed to be that one asshole that always finds joy in another players suffering.

  Opening the door, Onyx looked down both sides of the streets. Since no one was there he decided to head back to the square where he spawned in. Once arriving, he looked around. He noticed several shops that looked interesting, one of which seemed to be a bakery. Noticing the delicious aroma coming from it, he decided to go get something other than stale bread. He started walking and then stopped! ‘How am I going to pay for it!’ he thought.

  The reality of the situation hit him. Unlike other players who could go out and kill monsters for money, he couldn’t jus throw his life away for a few copper pieces. However unlike other players, he needed a place to sleep at night, which means he would have to continuously pay for inn fees. But he only had 1 silver! “God damn it!” he shouted.

  Taking a deep breath, he started looking around for something else. Spying a guard he walked over and asked “Excuse me sir, could you tell me where I could find out who is hiring in town?”

  The guard stared at him for a minute, probably trying to discern what kind of trouble he could be. “Well sir I know that you can ask the town hall. They should have listings on who needs hiring right now. If you would like I could take you there.”

  “That would be great thank you.” Following the guard it took him about 15 minutes to get to the town hall, taking so many back roads and turns that if it wasn’t for the guard leading him he would most likely have gotten lost.

  “Hear you go sir. Just go inside and talk to the person at the desk. She should be able to help you.” The guard said to Onyx, before turning back the way they just came, most likely returning to his post.

  Onyx looked back toward the guard. ‘That was rather abrasive, but at least I got here. Still I wonder what that was all about. Could he be one of those NPCs that don’t like players?’ Thinking it over for a sec, he decided that it didn’t really matter since Samuel told him that FutureTech made sure that all the NPCs in the starting cities would help the players. Turning back around Onyx noticed that the town hall looked a little like Four Courts in Ireland. ‘Well with a game as expansive as this I guess the developers had to steal some ideas from the real world. Hell my race was stolen from D&D.’ Shrugging he walked into the building to look for his first job in his new life.

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