But I can't blame her for treating me like an idiot. Anyone who saw me just now in that silly state would think the same.

Is it my fault? Not really. According to psychologists, when a person is alone, they often engage in strange behavior that is completely different from their daily routine as a way of releasing their suppressed emotions. This is normal behavior.

So, it's not her fault or mine either. It's fate. When I feel lonely, she happens to be by my side. Rather than calling it destiny, it's more appropriate to say that we have an awkward relationship that neither of us wants...

However, no matter how she looks at me or whether she sees me as naive, I still have to go see her because she is the only blacksmith in this camp - Chaxi...

"Hello Ms. Chaxi! May God's radiance forever shine upon you."

I approached her and made a very elegant nobleman pose with my right hand on my chest.

"Uh...hello."

Chaxi obviously didn't appreciate the greeting style I learned from online novels and was stunned for a while before reacting.

"May I help you with something?"

Chaxi has been a blacksmith for many years and quickly adjusted her mindset. She finally straightened up and said kindly: "Whether the other party is stupid or naive doesn't matter; they are still our guests and should be treated equally."

When Chaxi stood up straight, I realized how insignificant our future together might be - she was only slightly taller than Yao Ming! If I kept staring at her without looking away even once, people would definitely mistake me for being a perverted weirdo...

Actually in Akara City, she also introduced me to this savage female blacksmith who could repair equipment in Rogue Campground but at that time I didn't care much about it because Akara told me that Chaxi's hammer, which she relied on for a living, was stolen by monsters. With only this ordinary iron hammer in her hand now, the probability of creating equipment is definitely less than 0.1%. At best, she can only help job changers repair their equipment. So it's better not to expect to buy weapons from her. Of course, occasionally trying your luck is also good - who knows? Maybe when you go there, she just happens to have that 0.1% chance.

Upon hearing this, I didn't have much hope for Chaxi anymore. A 0.1% chance is so small after all. If her success rate were higher, those tyrants on the street wouldn't have to carry their wooden clubs around.

So, with great hope, I asked: "Do you sell equipment here?"

Why did I have great hope instead of just a glimmer? Well, because what I hoped for was that she would say no. The reason being... cough... it seems like the 10 gold coins Larr gave me earlier at the bar had already been spent and now I wasn't sure if there was enough left to repair my wooden club's durability. Cough...

As expected, Chaxi's eyes dimmed as she replied: "I'm sorry sir, but I still..."

She bit her lip hard and her brownish pupils trembled violently as if she were a child who had done something wrong and lowered her head.

"Ahem...sorry about that," she said.

I don't know why my casual remark hit her so hard. As one of the best blacksmiths among the barbarian tribe, not being able to make equipment due to a stolen hammer must feel like an excellent young football player unable to step onto the field despite his youth and strength - a pain that gnaws at one's soul like an endless nightmare.

Seeing how much pain she was in made me feel guilty but since I'm not a psychologist or anything similar, I didn't know how to comfort her in such situations. Seeing how dazed and pale she looked while keeping her lips tightly pursed together made me realize even if there was something comforting that could be said right now; it probably wouldn’t help much anyway.

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All I could do was silently leave.

"Wait."

Just as soon as I walked away from Chaxi though; suddenly called out to me.

"There's a blacksmith in the military camp at the monastery. Although he doesn't have my lost hammer, the one he has is still good enough for making equipment. If you can get that hammer, I promise to make equipment for you free of charge. But be careful; his defense is strong and his overall strength isn't much weaker than Andalil's. Don't take any risks if you're not confident."

Chaxi finished speaking softly before lowering her head again and starting to knock on the iron block in her furnace with a ding-ding sound but even as she lowered her head, I could clearly see those bloodshot eyes.

Watching her vigorously hammering the innocent piece of iron, I could tell without looking that there was a deep sadness hidden within her. As an excellent blacksmith, she felt powerless and pained under the expectant gaze of thousands of job changers. She chose to escape and hide in this sparsely populated corner, avoiding those hopeful eyes while silently crafting everyday items - how shameful it must be for her.

I made up my mind that when I have enough strength in the future, I will help boost her reputation as a blacksmith so she can stand tall once again...

But wow, she really has a big chest...

Meeting Chaxi reminded me of another place - or rather three places: Kid's gambling den, the teleportation point at Log Campsite, and storage boxes. For now, I don't have money for Kid's place yet; besides considering Akara and Chaxi's situations here, he may not even have any equipment worth buying. So let's ignore him for now. As for the teleportation point...it is said that Akara wants to prevent new job changers from being teleported to areas where they cannot defeat enemies on their own. Therefore newbies need to find local teleportation points first before permanently unlocking them. Since I haven't unlocked any yet myself and going there would be pointless right now anyway...the only worthwhile option left is the last one.

When I met Larr before he told me that during job changing you are given a crude wooden stick with 0-2 attack power and a rusty original shield with 2 defense power as bonus items. At that time Larr asked me where my wooden stick and round shield were.

Can someone tell me what should I say? That they got lost accidentally while running away from enemies?

Well if I say that out loud then maybe Larr and his barbarian brother will chop me into minced meat right away. It's simply shameful for a job changer to lose their equipment like that.

Saying that I accidentally lost them won't work either. Although it may not make them angry enough to kill me, their attitude towards me will definitely change. After all, a job changer who doesn't respect their equipment and carelessly loses it is not worthy of anyone's respect - they might even abandon me in the wilderness on the spot.

So I can only say that I put my wooden stick and round shield in storage boxes. Originally, I just wanted to go out for a walk and clear my mind but ended up getting lost by accident. Even though they made fun of me as a newbie for quite some time afterwards, at least it was still an acceptable outcome.

And I wanted to go to the storage box, just to see if my prediction of finding something useful in there would come true. When God threw me into this wasteland, He also happened to throw some equipment that belonged to me into the storage box.

At first, I was a bit resentful because they didn't give me any equipment when they sent me here. Even newbies had wooden sticks and round shields distributed to them. But then again, I realized how lucky I was that at least I wasn't thrown into the inventory or storage box as an item with zero attack power and no durability but with spirituality instead. That would have been even more pathetic! If someone were to use a naked man-shaped weapon like that as a divine artifact for worshiping purposes... well, let's just say it wouldn't be very dignified.

Anyway, my real purpose was still going inside the storage box. Since God threw me into this world besides being either a job changer or redeemer, maybe there are other perks too...

The location of the storage box is right in the center of the campsite near the most magnificent fountain pool. After wandering around for a while, I quickly arrived at my destination.

It was a huge square with an enormous diamond-shaped pillar emitting pure white light in its center. According to Akara, during the time when space magic was most advanced, Tower Lasha created this crystal by imitating World Stone production methods but failed eventually. However, what came out of their failure turned out unexpectedly useful - it has its own independent limited storage space function which is confidential like DNA testing; once you put something inside your own personal space within it nobody else can access it except yourself.

As for interconnectivity... well let's just say it functions similarly like sharing on an interconnected network: whatever you put in one place can be taken out from another.