《Neb, just a Nobody》Chapter 5: What opportunity?
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“Husband, it has been a very long time, why don’t you also give me some of your love” Asteria spoke seductively as he placed her arms over her husband.
“Ehem! Senior Senex I need rocks to continue working, and so you can also do your thing over there.” Neb coughed and laughed as he asked for another piece of rock from Senex. A little bit annoyed, Senex disappeared immediately.
“Hi senior Asteria, I am Neb, a helper of senior Senex '' Neb introduced himself to Asteria, who was confused on why a young man could order his husband, the warlord of his era. Neb continued, “I’m also responsible for creating statues of his wives.”
“Oh is that so, well then I shall reward you with my recipe book for bringing back my statue.” Asteria offered a reward from herself, and with a flash of light a shabby looking book appeared out of thin air, then she handed it to Neb, who was very happy about the reward he got.
“Thank you very much senior!” Neb happily received the book, and thanked Asteria sincerely. After saying his thanks Senex appeared carrying three pieces of boulders.
“Start working now, brat” Senex grumbled and pulled his wives away and left Neb on his own, aside from the rocks Senex also left a bag of fruit, and a carcass of a five meter long snake.
Checking the recipe book that Asteria handed to him, Neb discovered that it was a recipe book for easy to create potions and food. The best part about the recipe book was that it was filled to the brim and it was very detailed on the process of creation of each and every item in it.
“Senior! Senior, can I ask for a favor?” Neb shouts at the empty forest, “Can you make me something to wear, my body was very numb and cold”
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Suddenly a pair of shirt and shorts flew out from the forest, they were clothes that normally a villager would wear, so it raised a question: is there a nearby village around here?
“Thanks senior!” Neb expressed his thanks and started dressing himself into the clothes that he was given.
Afterwards Neb went to create the third wife’s statue, Zapeljiva, the blade dancer. She was very curvy, although her build was not that ginormous but they were just perfect for her type of work. From her exotic and beautiful looks one could tell she was from a different continent, quite similar to o earth's middle eastern region.
In her hands were a pair of blades with a crescent edge, they were shamshirs, a weapon quite similar to the scimitar. The blades were not equal in length but instead one was longer than the other, similar to a main hand and off-hand weapon.
But her face reminded Neb of those mid two thousand japanese gyarus, which totally screams hot into his ears.
Continuing his work, Neb finished three hours later a lot earlier than the other two statues that he made, without further ado, she was animated into life with a small volcanic explosion but surprisingly the small volcanic-like structure that emerged from the ground, disappeared as if nothing happened at all.
“Oh my, there’s such a cutie over here.” the statue of Zapeljiva spoke, “Hey cutie boy, shall this big sister give you a hand?” It was quite enticing for young Neb, looking at the rocks that he crafted, they looked rather supple and soft than rocks.
“Hehe, I’d rather pass the offer senior.” Neb bashfully declined her offer as he pointed towards the forest. “Senior Senex and the others went that way”
“Oh I see, take care then young man, here is a little bit of reward from me.” Zapeljiva said and tossed a piece of paper towards Neb and disappeared into the other’s direction.
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The piece of paper was made of ancient papyrus, the contents were filled with weird poses that Neb thought one should follow in order to improve the mind and the body. In the first pose one was needed to stretch his whole body upward, then jump twenty times without breaking the stretch.
Trying to do the thing, Neb fell flat on the ground, but when he tried to move his body he started convulsing madly, in result his body was damaged and was bleeding badly.
“You Died” bloody red words surfaced on Nebs vision as his consciousness disappeared from the game, it was kinda funny that he died so easily without even enemies nearby.
“What the fuck?!” Neb screams as soon as his consciousness is back into his real-life body, gently tearing off the makeshift gaming helmet he was using.
It was kind of tilting because that was like nothing compared to real life damage and pain, that might kill someone but oh well it's the game.
One can only log back inside the game after an hour has passed if he or she died, but certain items might shorten this period, or having being revived by another player within five minutes after death. This system is made to lessen spamming on raids and PVE stuff.
After a while Neb decided to take a bath, and have a glass of water. Yes, a glass of water, Neb forgot to buy some food when he went out yesterday because the gang offered to treat him to a meal, and considering he does not have money and was hoping that the new game could provide for him, he took the risk.
“I’ll see if I can ask for a map from senior Senex later” Thought Neb as he munched on some sugar cubes to appease his growing hunger.
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After an hour of waiting, Neb logged back into the game, he woke up sitting on the bench, and the statues were painting some stuff on goatskin, it was a map. A smile arose on Neb's face as if his seniors knew what he wanted.
“Oh young man, you’re awake, we’re painting you a little gift, considering we don't have treasure’s to offer you.” Gehirn said as she dipped a feathered pen into a cup of black stuff, it was probably diluted charcoal.
“Well then, I shall continue working seniors” Neb enthusiastically started working, it was the fourth wife, Sekai, like how he worked on the other two Neb started the work on the head, chipping off large amounts of rock until a face, that encapsulates human’s desire to marry 2D japanese anime characters, was formed.
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