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For the sake of his family, Ren embarked on the popular VRMMORPG, COVENANT, that used real-time in-game currency. But being a mediocre player who only knows how to gather information, he was put in a supporting role.

As the game explodes in popularity and every multibillion-dollar company invested in the game, things have turned for the worse for Ren. Due to the amount of information he gathered, the cheats, secrets, quests, and bugs he discovered, he was silent in fear of selling the information to the other guilds.

But given a second chance, he went back in time when his father was still alive and COVENANT was just in its starting phase.

This time . . . he wouldn’t be that guy on the side who gathered information from day in and day out for ten years. 

Equipped with the games knowledge he accumulated, he will become . . . an Alchemist!

Chrono Mage? Djin Master? Summoner? Necromancer?
Chaos Lord?

What good are those? 

Sure they’re powerful and rare classes and sought after by guilds, but it’s the alchemist who forged artifacts and concocts rare items and potions that gets the most coins at the end of the day!

It was better than being a blacksmith or a crafter! Plus, he could use all sorts of magic without limit to race and class!

It was the ultimate class! And no one even knows it!

MMORPG: Rebirth as an Alchemist

COMPLETED!

Ren was glad that the [Clockwork Dragon] had appeared early. And in the hands of an inexperienced player, no less.


The twenty million-plus dragon was instead used in a PvP fight where nothing could be gained from it. It was only a one-time kind of item. He almost felt sorry for the dragon that it wouldn't be used to its full potential.


"Hmm . . . they have that. Things aren't looking any good for you, Ren. Do you need my help?" Elena hooted at him, grinning from ear to ear.


"No. Don't bother," Ren replied with a flat voice. He knew that the Princes wouldn't help him anyway. Not that he was going to ask her help or anything.


Josh breathed easy and said to Ren, "You lose, Ren. I suggest you accept defeat, and we can maybe spare your life."


Ren laughed a little. "Lose? Do I seem dead to you?"


Josh grumbled under his breath. He was curious as to why Ren could still act like he was winning. Did he also have some special item up his sleeves? Josh hands wet at the thought.


The Conclusion of the Fight