Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

Finally, Jake could see the list of bows on sale.

The first pages were swarmed by wooden bows that new artisan players crafted.

He could see a variety of nicknames that sometimes amused him, sometimes made him narrow his eyes with an expression saying 'Seriously, blud?', and more. Well, the quality of those bows wasn't anything special, and Jake swore he could make a better weapon!

'Those guys… are they looking down on us?' Jake thought.

That said, Jake didn't know that those players didn't even think of crafting a bow themselves. That business wasn't lucrative, and in fact, only one player could be catered to in this area—Grin Grid.

Which meant that it was pointless to study bows and delve into their secrets for one player.

Learning about magical staves and how to harness magic and mana into their forms was better! It was much more efficient to learn what types of woods were better for early-level mages, which one allowed for much easier mana flow and more.

It would mean that early-level artisan players could sell the results of their studies and earn something in return, allowing them to continue their progress much more efficiently.

With bows, that was… difficult, to say the least.

Nonetheless, their masters often forced them to learn how to make bows for a different kind of experience and craft.

'The best bow, The Warden Of The Paradise Forest, is for level two hundred… Mary said many players have already gone past that threshold as some crazily focus on leveling up and exploring more areas. This bow is crazily expensive, but just looking at it, I can see how unique it is… it'd work well with Master or Joker Form… The Paradise Forest… has someone ventured here? It's intriguing!'

Jake shook his head, then.

He shouldn't think this far ahead. He was taking baby steps in the capital now, so he should focus on what he could do rather than on what he would go for in the future.

'It looks like a recurve bow, though,' Jake took a last glance at the best bow on the sale…

He didn't mention that because he wanted to see more through the bow. Jake had done enough research to understand that a recurve bow was the best for the current him.

His first bow, The Harbinger Of The Archer, was a long bow. It was the perfect choice for any newbie, and even the archers on the training ground were learning with the long bows.

Jake, however, had developed his archery and crafting skills to know that a recurve bow was the best choice for him. He even asked his master about a recurve bow because he had heard it was a compatible and flexible type overall.

'Master has taught me a lot and fixed my forms numerous times… I think she'd even enable me more if I met her in the game world since I can't perform acrobatics or draw as much strength on Earth as I do in the game world. I should contact her and talk about picking up a recurve bow!' Jake decided.

Although Richard and Ingrid had told him that he had a talent and passion for archery, he didn't want to fill his path with mistakes to learn from.

He'd rather pick a good guide and develop smoothly than have a main character syndrome and do everything alone.

Jake smiled.

A moment of weakness took over him then. He viewed staves and saw the number of pages had gone crazy! There were so many staves for newbie players to pick from that the market seemed oversaturated and more challenging than fighting Ender!

'We have our hardships, and they have theirs,' Jake chuckled.

After that, he closed the catalog and turned to another option—to sell an item.

Taking out the black book of darkness from his inventory, Jake put it on the ATM-like screen and waited for its description and grade to be scanned. A moment later, he had the book added to the auction house's system.

The auction house confirmed the item's legibility and even offered a price.

It wasn't that off from the market research Jake had done before.

'It's an epic grade book and perfect for anyone wanting to start the path of darkness… so, seventy gold coins sounds like a fair deal,' Jake thought.

The auction told him to sell it for sixty-five gold coins, but Jake had seen online that those items could be sold for up to ninety gold coins. It was possible, but Jake couldn't afford to wait for someone to buy it for this sum.

He needed money right now!

'Seventy-five!' Jake made this decision after an internal struggle, with a devil and an angel whispering to him to raise and lower the price, respectively.

Ten seconds later…

[Your item has been sold!]

'Already?' Jake blinked. He hadn't even left the auction house yet because he wanted to see if there were any legendary or different-grade traces on the market! He planned to sell them to earn more income, so he was curious whether anyone else had gotten their hands on this business.

But the message snatched his attention before he could even type 'trace' into the search box.

[18 gold coins and seventy-five silver coins have been deduced from your pay.]

[You have paid sales tax!]

"TAXES?!" Jake screamed, catching his head.

A few chuckles and bumps into the thin walls of Jake's booth reached him as his voice went through the safety measures of the curtain. Well, it was normal for newbies to scream 'TAXES?!' and curse them on their first day in the auction house.

Jake whispered, "I thought the auction house would be better than our American stores… I should have listened to the devil and sold it for the higher price… damn it."

[Please remember to withdraw money from the ATM. It's in the box below the screen.]

"Oh, so it's called ATM, too… good to know, and thanks for the reminder…" Jake cheekily whispered while stuffing his hand below the screen, picking up gold and a few silver coins before throwing them into his inventory…

Now that he had sold the item, Jake decided to log out and ask for a meeting with Ingrid, his archery master.

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