I Am A Legendary BOSS

Old Hank sat in the rocking chair, looking at the group of Dwarfs who were looking at him respectfully as if they were thinking about whether to greet him or not.

He raised his eyebrows before he shouted at the Dwarfs to help him move his equipment from his original, useless blacksmith shop.

At the same time, Odom was expanding the town, he had built five large blacksmith houses that were able to fully accommodate hundreds of blacksmiths working. The blacksmiths would be able to exchange their experiences with each other as well.

The reason these Dwarfs respected him so much was because they knew that this old human was a Grandmaster blacksmith.

This garnered far more sincere respect from the Dwarfs than their respect for the strong.

"Damn it. Originally, I was the only blacksmith in town and could live doing whatever I wanted. Now, more than a hundred people of the same profession have suddenly appeared, how am I going to earn my living now?"

Old Hank scratched at his bird nest-like hair, looking irritated and unhappy. He had only agreed to William's invitation because he was not that sought after now.

Fortunately, he could be one of the owners of the blacksmith workshops.

"Owner? This sounds very high-end…"

Previously, the town had not needed much equipment or armor.

A Grandmaster-level blacksmith like him would be overkill to help the peasants make agricultural tools.

So many widows who were single and did not want to spend money, would turn a blind eye and let him take advantage of them.

But now, there were too many blacksmiths and with the sudden appearance of many blacksmiths of Master-level and even Grandmaster-level. He started to feel the onset of a crisis.

In addition, the Dwarf deputy mayor, Odom, would bare his upper body and work. His muscular body seduced many beautiful widows. Although he was short, he had golden locks of wavy hair, a handsome appearance, and a powerful aura.

Old Hank, who was once the eye candy of the widows in the town, naturally wanted to compete with him.

William came to the blacksmith's room with a bottle of red wine worth 30 silver coins to see his old acquaintance.

Old Hank.

He had no other last name, but his main profession was a hidden profession, Holy Hammer Warrior.

This rare profession was very special. It was very powerful and famous all over the land. But to do this profession full-time meant that there were some very troublesome requirements, and one of them was crazy.

That meant that the sub-occupation must be a blacksmith, and he had to reach the Grandmaster-level before he could change his occupation…

Question.

Under the premise that players did not know about the hidden mission, how many of them would ignore their main profession and train their life profession to the Grandmaster-level before changing their profession?

At the end of the Elven era, before humans became the lord of the lands, Twelve Saints had appeared!

Each of them were powerful beings who destroyed cities, countries, the sky, and the earth.

And the Holy Hammer Warrior was one of them.

William reckoned that the Holy Hammer Warrior should be fully equipped…

But he did not know how this fellow with only Epic bloodline was able to obtain this inheritance.

His background was secretive and he never struck out either. Ever since the Border Town was destroyed and joined the Iron Nation, he had been cheating on others for drinks every day other than scraping iron.

And after the Iron Dukedom was destroyed by the Dark creatures, he followed the players into a kingdom and continued to be active to the players.

Well, how should I put it? Not all players can kill Bosses, and not all players will get to know Dwarfs to obtain advanced equipment or even Epic-level equipment from them.

But Old Hank was an NPC who refused nobody. As long as he was paid enough, he was able to make gold, unique, and even Epic-level equipment.

This kind of person is like an NPC specially arranged by the game authorities so that the players would not lose confidence in acquiring equipment… William played to death in his last life and had never experienced Old Hank's side quest.

Perhaps his quest was completed by others, but Old Hank was definitely an old guy who never failed in the game version.

Talking about staying alive, he was even more impressive than Moses, the all-rounded Enchanter.

There were many levels of equipment in 'Gods'. In comparison, the attributes of Epic and Legendary-level equipment were not too different. Only some special effects were the most precious.

There was also relevant advanced equipment for each level.

For example, William belonged to a Beginner level profession before level 40.

Regardless of Beginner, Intermediate or Advanced-level professions, there were the respective Epic and Legendary-level equipment.

But it would be a waste to use advanced materials to make low-level equipment if the player leveled up too quickly before they hit level 40.

And that was one of the reasons William did not pursue better equipment for now.

The most critical thing was that it took a lot of hard work to get information on a mission to get a piece of Legendary-level equipment. There was a series of complicated missions and if you failed even one, that Legendary-level equipment would never be yours.

If you wanted to sell the information on the mission, the conditions for the mission would change…

You were fated to complete this series of missions. When you obtained the Legendary-level equipment, it meant you were about to break through to the next stage..

So in 'Gods' game, it was best not to pursue Legendary-level equipment in the early stages. The real top players would make do with a piece of Epic-level equipment mixed with a good suit of armor.

"But as a Legendary Boss, how can I not be equipped with a set of Legendary-level equipment?" William threw the bottle of red wine to Old Hank and said to him, "Hey, there's wine, iron, and experience exchanges with Grandmaster-level blacksmiths, why are you still unhappy?"

Old Hank rolled his eyes before he stood up unstably. "My Lord, you don't know…"

"Don't say anything, I know!" William stopped him from speaking nonsense and went to his side, before whispering something secretly to him. Old Hank's eyes lit up when he heard it and even licked the saliva at the corner of his lips.

He grabbed William's arms excitedly and asked, "Are you serious? We're just a small town?"

William frowned. "In six months, we'll be a city town. By then, there will be tens of thousands of people and we will be considered a small city!"

"That's good. My Lord, you've done the right thing. I suddenly feel so energized."

"You can be energized in six months instead. I'm afraid that those who are expanding the town won't have the strength to work if we build brothels now." William shrugged helplessly.

It was better to have brothels than restrict them. The hunger of single men far exceeded the imagination of normal people.

There were no videos in this era.

The spread of novels was slow.

As for pictures? They could not be looked at for long because they greatly affected the senses and vision.

So…

Brothels were a necessity for men of this era.

There was no choice. William did not know how this game passed the vetting process either…

It was that great…

But, it seemed like he was hinting that it was an adult game that only people over 18 should play…

As a Lord, he did not need to force anyone. As long as the brothels existed, the women of the dukedoms next door would be willing to take up this job.

It seemed that there were some people in Border Town who also went to work in the brothels of the other two dukedoms…

After all, it was awkward to see familiar faces…

As for Old Hank…

It would not even need two minutes for Old Hank to lean against the bed with a cigarette between his lips, sighing that how his masculinity was still as good as before.

In two minutes, prostitutes would keep 1 silver coin after surrendering 4 out of the 5 silver coins they earned, to their bosses. Was there an easier way of earning money?