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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!

 A collective gasp echoed through the group as Isolde and the others expressed their shock.


"Huh? Split up?" Isolde questioned, clearly not enthusiastic about the idea.


"Yes," Ren answered. It was to save time. He didn't know how long the quest would last, but he only had one day in real time to finish this whole thing. 


He could just explore the Fey Realm to his heart's content after the Fey Realm became accessible and all his problems were solved.


"Then I will go with Ren," Elena declared and grabbed Ren's arm. 


Isolde's eyes narrowed, noticing the touch between Elena and Ren, prompting Ren to quickly withdraw his hand.


Unfazed, Elena smiled suggestively, "I see. I understand. You prefer privacy. We can continue later when we're alone."


No. You don't understand. Ren wanted to say. The words were on his lips, but instead, he changed the topic to avoid any further misunderstandings.


Going to the Mines