OUT OF RANK

1.2

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I changed into canvas pants and a shirt and went to the merchant's shop. Not a gunsmith, not a bronnik, but an ordinary merchant of all sorts. This part of the plan shouldn't take long, and when I get back in town, Nergal knows it.

There was a queue to the merchant. Friday evening: many stocked up on ingredients, food and other small things to leave the city for a long time. No one here has their own mounts, and for their own two weeks there will not be enough to bypass the sandbox. Even if you do not fight with mobs, which are more and the more ferocious they are, the farther from the city.

While I was waiting, I decided on my purchases. Firstly, a pot, wood and fire - thank all the gods that this is only a convention, and in fact, if the inventory has the above, then making a fire is like activating an abilka. Secondly, the ingredients: spicy herbs, spices, flour and spring water. I would take another fishing rod, because fishing with Cooking is a good bunch for pumping, but there