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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 couldn't help but feel surprised by Roz's declaration.


Did he recognize him? That's impossible. Ren hadn't informed him, and Roz was relatively new to their mercenary guild, Word Conqueror.


"Wait, you're that kid we hired!" Mike pointed at Roz.


Confusion clouded Invayne's face. "Who?"


"You know, that kid without a class I brought into the guild," Mike explained, omitting his embarrassment of being a probationary member just so he could enter Black Lion. 


Invayne's expression made it clear that she had no recollection of the situation. With so many members and aspiring recruits, it was impossible for her to remember everyone.


Mike stepped forward, approaching Roz with a smug expression. "So, you're that kid who remained classless until you left the guild. Are you still unemployed?"


Roz's usually composed face showed a slight crack.


Clash of Skills