I need to make a ton of money.
Only by raking in piles of cash can I hide my fatal flaw—my crippled legs.
The problem is, there are swarms of rich, talented players out there, and most rankers started this game a full year ahead of me.
I have to outpace those bastards and climb to the top of Silmaria, the world's first full-dive VR game.
Of course, it's all for the money.
When it comes down to it, nothing beats cash.
"So, here's the thing—I want to get stronger than anyone else. Got any good tips?"
I asked, my eyes sparkling.
In response, Nature's Guardian—the hulking bear the size of Lotte Tower who'd class-changed me into a Druid—replied in a puzzled tone.
🌿 NATURE'S VOICE 🌿 What do you mean by that? You are already the strongest being there is.
"...Huh?"
Me, the strongest?
What the hell are you talking about, you big furball?
I know I'm something special, but I'm just your average player—not even scraping the top 100 rankings.
Way too many shortcomings to claim the throne.
"I'm not even a ranker yet?"
When I shot back,
Nature's Guardian's forehead—the size of a schoolyard—furrowed ever so slightly.
[Brother... You still haven't grasped your true stature. With Great Nature already at your side, what do adventurer level rankings even matter?]
There it was again.
This guy's Great Nature superiority complex.
[If your power falls short, simply borrow the strength of Nature. Why even consider fighting on your own? Call for aid, and the Great Nature that blankets all of Silmaria will shield you. ]
"...Hmm."
Thinking it over, he wasn't wrong.
No point struggling solo when things get rough—just ask for backup.
I could flag down a passing Behemoth to handle the baddies, or bum a legendary item off a soaring dragon.
And that's exactly how I'd been rolling.
Fighting monsters myself? Too much hassle, too damn scary.
The quest targets were all grotesque freaks anyway, so I'd sicced my adorable pets on them instead—proxies for the win.
[Mark my words. You are already the Strongest Druid in History. Grow even stronger from here... and the world won't be able to contain you. ]
"Ahem, got it."
My conscience stinging, I cleared my throat and replied.
Guess I really was already at the top.
From here on out, just kick back and stack that cash.
Buoyed by Nature's Guardian's pep talk, I resolved to go even bolder.
Not relying on my own strength, but leveraging animals and the forces of nature for maximum profit. The exclusive domain of the Druid class.
"Right. No more going it alone. The world's not a solo gig, after all."
Thirsting for that ultimate title afterward, I roamed the continent, stirring up one massive fiasco after another.
And since I was so infuriatingly cunning and obnoxious, folks dubbed me the 'Strongest Druid in History.'
Behind my back, they spat 'Worst Druid in History'—but hey, that's just playful ribbing.
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