His hammers were next for rune treatments. He only had three, a short handled two point five kilo sledge, a claw hammer, and a ball peen hammer. Since they were all mass produced they wouldn't be all that great for mana forging, but that could be fixed. With the right application of runes on the handle and hammer head, they could channel small amounts of mana without being destroyed. Since all he had was a small amount of mana it was perfect!
As he was engraving the wooden handle of his ball peen hammer, he couldn't help thinking about wands. Wands for an artificer were different from wands most other magic users had. For other magic users, mages, wizards, witches, whatever, a wand was just a focus for their spells. It helped them with casting and that was pretty much it. That made it an excellent and flexible tool for them to do their thing. Not so much for Artificers since they weren't normal spell casters. Sure, he could channel mana, and probably even learn some spells, but that would require finding a teacher and dedicated effort to something else.
No, what an Artificer did was cheat! Even if he couldn't cast individual spells, he could make wands that stored magical energy that could be spent to cast one specific spell per wand. So, while he was forced to make a different wand for every spell he wanted to cast, once he made the wand he wouldn't have to spend any of his own energy again to cast that spell multiple times. It was a rather nice trade off. A mage would only have one wand that could cast spells using the mage's own mana. He could have hundreds of prepared wands and cast spells without using his own mana. Frankly, he preferred his method.
Of course, he needed good wood and proper wood carving tools as well as some magical ingredients. God, the things he could do if he could make wands. He could just imagine the things he could do with a Wand of Repair. Just looking around him he could see a ton of old car parts that he could magically repair and take down to one of the open air markets, or flea markets, to sell...
Junichiro slammed his palm into his face. He, once again, felt like an idiot. Why couldn't he just sell his blades and other things at the weekend markets? No one gave a fuck who was selling what at those things. As long as it wasn't blatantly illegal. A simple glamour item and no one would look at him twice. He groaned and slowly shook his head, "I clearly have no idea what the fuck I'm doing."
He flopped onto his back and stared up into the sky, "I need to slow my ass down and really think things through. I've been too 'GO GO GO!' since I got my memories and Artificer ability."
He lay there looking at the sky as he calmly thought of a plan he could use to make money, get supplies, and work on his Artificer abilities to 'level up.' He may have the skill of an apprentice Artificer, but he had the basic knowledge needed to become a master. He just lacked the practical experience and skill. The other problem was, the knowledge he had was just for standard magical worlds, something like a D&D world. He'd still need to do plenty of research on the setting specific materials in his world.
For example, he had no solid idea on how to possibly make a Sacred Gear from scratch. Sure, he had a few educated guesses based on information from the anime. Like, truly powerful Sacred Gears needed the soul of a strong creature to be the 'engine' of the Sacred Gear. Such as Ddraig and Albion. Weaker gears seem like they can be based on lesser things. At a guess? A Sacred Gear like sword birth might just be based on a magical sword core. Or possibly no core at all. He had no idea.
So, back to making money to improve his skills. He couldn't sell anything online, getting the money from his sales would be impossible. He didn't have a bank account and couldn't get one for another five years. Shopping online was infinitely easier with prepaid credit cards and the junkyards shipping address. So, he would do his selling at the open air markets that anyone could join on the weekends. That gave him five days to make things to sell.
The question then was, what should he make? No one would buy steel jewelry, so that was out. No way was he making magical trinkets, even if they had barely noticeable effects. Weapons of any kind were out. If it was an antique sword or something, then maybe it could be sold, but a brand new one? Everyone would assume it was mass produced trash. Kitchen knives maybe?