Legendary Broken Player - VRMMORPG

Four days had passed—slower than the initial estimate—but at last, the ship was one hundred percent complete.

Broken, Fokil, Oriana, and several members of the Vensalor Guild and Vensalor Outriders gathered at the harbor where the ship, now docked, awaited them.

“I’ve double-checked every component of the ship,” Fokil said, standing beside Broken. “Everything’s passed rigorous quality control. It’s been built with the best materials available and is incredibly sturdy, even before receiving the magical protections it’ll gain after being converted into a golem.”

Broken couldn’t help but smile, satisfaction evident as he took in the ship’s final form. It felt like seeing a sleek modern yacht from the real world seamlessly adapted into the fantasy-themed setting they were now a part of.

The ship was perfectly sized—not too large, yet not too small.

For Broken, this day had been a long time coming. The ship’s design incorporated a movement system centered around powerful turbines, as well as detachable fins on both sides.

In essence, the ship would function as a semi-autonomous golem—capable of independent movement while still allowing for manual adjustments and crew oversight.

Stepping closer, Broken placed his hand on the ship’s outer hull, running his fingers over its polished, high-quality surface. The craftsmanship was impeccable.

He hoped the conversion process would push the ship to at least a Tier 4 golem. At that level, it would gain self-repair capabilities, making maintenance much easier in the long term. Even so, just having the ship move under its own power as a functional golem would already be a monumental achievement.

“Have you ever seen a golem this massive before, sir?” Broken asked Fokil.

Fokil gave a faint smile. “Bigger than this? Once or twice. But a golem in the form of a ship? This is a first. I’m pretty sure something like this has only been possible since you players arrived in this world, bringing all sorts of new ideas with you.”

Broken took a slow, steady breath. “Well, I hope it works as we’ve planned.”

“You don’t need to worry, kid,” Fokil replied, his voice reassuring. “Even if the golem conversion doesn’t go as expected, the ship itself is still fully functional. It’s already the most reliable and luxurious vessel I’ve ever seen.”

With a deep breath, Broken opened the golem creation interface. He steadied himself and prepared to execute the conversion process.

[Golem Frame Construction (Production Skill) Lv. 1 activated.]

[Confirm all the required materials.]

[the golem vessel is ready.]

[Are you sure you want to proceed?]

[Progress: 1%]

As the conversion began, a wave of energy rippled outward from the ship, spreading across its surface like it was coming to life—breathing slowly and deeply.

Broken stood still, watching the process unfold. The progress bar crawled forward, much slower than he had anticipated.

[Progress: 2%]

Tilting his head slightly, he frowned. “It’s really going this slow,” he muttered, turning to glance at the others. “Looks like we’ll have to wait.”

“Anything great is always worth waiting for!” Ronan declared in his booming voice.

Mizuki, on the other hand, couldn’t contain her excitement. She began hopping in place, her hands clasped tightly.

“Finally… this moment has come! I can’t wait! Oh, this ship is so beautiful and perfect—I just want to hug it! I swear, I’ll spend every moment in the game on this ship. I’ll never leave it, not even for a second!” She giggled, clearly enamored with the vessel.

Jovina, standing nearby, crossed her arms and smirked. “This ship, you idiots, ate up a ridiculous number of monster cores. Not to mention the main material was a high-level Epic Monster Soul Stone. Ha! If this doesn’t end up as a Legendary-tier ship, I’m going to kick it. Hard.”

Everyone turned to look at her.

“What? Got a problem?” Jovina shot back, raising an eyebrow.

“You’re heartless, Ms. Jovina,” someone muttered. “I wonder if all those powerful beasts of yours get even a shred of affection from you.”

Jovina barked out a laugh. “Shut up! You don’t know the first thing about being a beastmaster!”

The group continued waiting beside the ship, the sheer length of the process forcing some to sit down out of sheer boredom. The progress was crawling—barely 1% per minute. It was excruciatingly slow, especially considering the ship was already fully constructed and only needed to be converted.

This hadn’t happened when Broken created the Crawling Carriage. That process had been lengthy but not this agonizing. Perhaps converting a finished object into a golem simply required more time.

Nearly an hour later, the progress bar finally hit a number that sparked some excitement: 93%.

Finally.

Broken stood there the entire time, staring blankly at the sluggish progress bar. This had to be one of the most mind-numbing things he’d ever done in the game.

The crew wasn’t faring much better. They waited with glazed eyes and restless expressions, clearly eager to jump aboard the ship and set sail. The mere idea of an autonomous golem ship stirred their curiosity to no end, making the wait even more torturous.

[Progress: 100%]

Finally, the progress bar hit 100%.

[The construction process is complete.]

[Legendary-grade Aegis Voyager Level 250 has been successfully built.]

Broken stood frozen, staring at the notification that appeared before him. His hands trembled slightly, and his mouth hung open in disbelief.

The rest of the crew quickly gathered around, their curiosity piqued by his reaction.

“King…” Mizuki whispered, concern and excitement lacing her tone.

“What’s going on?” Ronan asked quietly, glancing at Goldrich. “Why does he look so shocked?”

“Maybe the whole process failed, and it turned into some useless golem,” Goldrich replied, half-joking.

“I swear, if this ship ends up being a failure, I’ll personally destroy it,” Jovina declared, arms crossed.

Everyone turned to look at her.

“What?” she shrugged. “I have a stake in this ship too, you know! Hahaha.”

Finally, Broken exhaled slowly, trying to process what he was seeing. He turned to face the others, his expression still a mix of awe and disbelief.

“Well? What is it?” Goldrich asked, leaning forward.

“It’s…” Broken paused, savoring the moment. “It’s a legendary-grade.”

For a second, silence. Then—

“Legendary?!”

“LEGENDARY!”

“Legendary!!!!”

The crew erupted in cheers, their shouts echoing across the harbor. They jumped, hollered, and laughed with sheer joy, the excitement so infectious it was almost hilarious.

It didn’t even matter what the ship’s final abilities or features were—they hadn’t asked for details yet. Just knowing they would sail the ocean aboard a legendary-grade golem ship was enough to send their enthusiasm through the roof!

After all, who wouldn’t be thrilled by the prospect of commanding a legend on the open sea?

Amidst the jubilant celebrations of his crew, Broken turned his attention back to the ship. His mind was focused on one thing—the golem’s status screen.

He quickly accessed the interface, eager to see the specifics. At the very least, he hoped the golem would be fully functional with the turbines for movement. But more than that, he was dying to know what kind of skills and abilities this legendary-grade golem ship would possess.

If Blackthorn—the same Legendary-grade golem—had been as impressive as it was, what heights could this ship reach?