Episode 89 - I've Beginned Exploring the Ruins
Wake up.
The first thing that came into my eyes was an unrecognizable ceiling. It is an elaborately carved wooden ceiling with an annual wheel. Next, the sense of smell picks up the smell of sweat and affection. I can't feel any warmth but mine on my bunk. I'm properly caught up in the sign detection. Looks like he's awake first.
Wake up and look around as you rub your eyes. It was still a less familiar room. But it reminds me of everything from the comfortable fatigue and carelessness, and the situation of my own sleeping bed.
"You were looking forward to last night."
Yes, yes, Temple B. Oh, um... yeah, you did it. Yeah.
"That was a big fuss."
Ignore the nasty waste in your head and soak up the aftertaste. Yeah, there's no difference now where there's one or two more people to carry. You just work harder than ever.
I think about purifying my body and trying to purify my bed as well. Um, whatever your body is, how about purifying it to bed? Do you want to hear it first? Wear only underwear and trousers and head to the living room where you had tea yesterday.
Rijuana seemed to be preparing breakfast in the kitchen set up in the living room. You were surprised by the sound of me showing up in the living room, and your hindsight rocks bickerely.
"Morning."
"Whoa, hey, good morning!?
Calm down.
It was just momentum swinging the knife in my hand, so I approached it gently and held the wrist of my hand with the knife gently.
"Right, right, it's okay! It's okay!"
"Is that true? Don't get hurt with a knife, okay?
"It's okay! It's okay! Just wait and see about your seat!?
It felt rather dangerous to be nearby, so I honestly decided to follow that word.
Riffana stood in the kitchen with her silver hair tucked together in a ponytail behind her, looking apron in a ruffled outfit. Think about the future with a blurry view of yourself afterwards.
In the meantime, I have to get ready for the trip. I can have a simple set of bedding, condiments for food that keeps it in my cooking tools, and I got a couple of clothes made in the Village of the Beast during the salt trade, so that's okay. Fuel and water are good because they can be substituted with fire magic water magic, so is that the place for now? The lights make up for it with the magical lights of life, but it would be better to have some sparkles at the very least.
Gear up the area in about a week and start exploring pseudo-divinity.
It will probably be in ancient ruins dotted in the Great Forest, so we should also gather information about the confinement. And then Mr. Ermina might have to do something about it. I'd like to take my time today or so, but I guess it would be outrageous not to say any greetings to Mr. Ermina and Mr. Delfida.
"You look difficult."
"Think about how it's going to work today. I can't even slow down."
"Yes."
A large eyeball grill and bread like Nan are placed before me. What egg is it?
"Looks delicious"
"Harpy's egg."
"Huh!?
"You don't have to worry, you're an impure egg."
"Is that the problem...?
Gaze unconsciously at the eyeball grill in front of you. Harpy eggs...... this is from Mr. Harpy.
You want some? Give me this? Is that good? Is that an ant?
"What's going on?
I'm eating. Ooh! He's eating normally on bread like Nan. Ooh! Is it weirder for you to care? Right, I'm sure you are. Whatever comes out of it, eggs are eggs. Yeah, I don't care.
I also imitate Rijuana and crumble on top of bread like Nan with an eyeball grill of Harpy eggs. The eyeball grill is shaken with moderate salt beforehand, which is good salt gas.
"Delicious"
"Oh, yeah? It's as simple as cooking."
Saying so, Lijuana's ears move busily with Pico. Oh, no. This girl is cute. Moisturize your throat with the same refreshing flower tea that you brewed yesterday while holding eyeball-baked nan.
Yeah, I feel most relaxed since I came to the Great Forest.
"That's a distracted face."
"It's relaxing."
"Yes."
Rijuana smiles. This guy can have such a soft face. Don't twinkle. I wish I was always laughing like this.
"What?
"Nothing. I just want to see your face"
"Stop, I'm embarrassed"
Now turn your face red and get off your face. Somehow you're like a cat. Something catty about turning that way if you think you've nostalgic.
"Speaking of beds, can I purify them?
"So, bah......!? You're not allowed in that room! No! I'll do it!
"Oh, wow."
Riffana rose bright red in her face, barking softly. Um, was it the beast kind, not the cat? No, it feels more like Fuscher than Ooh, and you're a cat after all. But the body seems to be fine. Recovery magic is great.
"Also, Ugh! We had dinner, and I'm gonna clean up, so get out of here!
"Huh? We loved each other so much yesterday, you're kicking us out?
"Ahhh!? Ugh!? Yes, that's fine! Come on!"
"Uh, okay, okay, so don't pull. Don't push. Don't push."
Guru is pulled, pushed and forced to stand from his seat and driven to the exit. I might have teased you a little too much.
"Ko, this evening... what are you going to do!?
Why is this girl half girly?
"Um, because I stayed out without telling Mr. Ermina anything. I owe you so much, and I need to talk to you for a second. We have to prepare for the Great Forest."
"Oh, yeah, right... well, I don't know what you're looking for, but neither am I."
"I'm glad to hear how you feel, but I can't say anything. I'm going in and out of a restricted area."
"Hey, why..."
"It's forbidden to have something to look for. It's absolutely dangerous, so as far as I'm concerned, I want to go alone. But I'm an amateur on a journey. I'm going to talk to Mr. Elmina and Mr. Delfida for a little while around there."
Even if I have combat skills on my own, I don't think I have a lot of experience traveling. Not to mention that this is a big forest, not unlike traveling along relatively peaceful streets. It would be better to ask people with extensive experience living in the Great Forest for their opinions.
"You don't have to worry. I won't leave in silence. Don't worry."
"Beh, I'm not worried."
"Oh well. Okay, I'm coming."
"Yes, come on"
I turned to Mr. Ermina's house while Rijuana dropped me off with my face red.
"No permission to stay out."
"Yes, excuse me"
"Isn't that a refreshing face?
"Yes, excuse me"
"Why are you apologizing? Could it be that you've been doing something I have to apologize for?
"No, that."
"I can't believe you cheated on me with my other daughters while keeping Merkina hurt...... Tysi-kun is a bad kid, huh?
"Yep... smile and drop me off yesterday"
"Something?
"No, nothing"
I send my gaze gently to Mr. Delfida to help me, but he shook my head that I couldn't.
"A little bit I come out. I'll be seeing Garnida's face in a while, so I won't be back for about three days."
"Hey."
Mr. Delfida abandoned me! I believed you! Mr. Delfida flushed my blame gaze away by twitching his face, and he just left with the bow and arrow that he had placed by the front door.
"Well, the disturbers are gone."
"Hih..."
Mr. Ermina is sitting in the front seat. He's packing up an intermission with me. Those eyes are the eyes of a hungry beast, no warcraft.
"You need an education, don't you, Tae-shi?
Peri, and Mr. Ermina groan. Some sergeant said that tongue-nuttering is third-rate before prey, but this has no intimidating effect in half.
"What? Hey, do it! Stop it! Don't step on me like that!? Ah...... aah!?
"Ha, satisfied"
"Ugh..."
Mr. Ermina's skin is shiny and delightful after sucking everything out of me. It made me experience things for the first time. I mean, I never got around to being an attacker...... Mr. Ermina is too strong. Beautified marl looks like a kitten.
"Don't cry. That was good, wasn't it?
"Well, that's true, Pride, but dignity..."
"It's a difference in experience. You're fifty years early to beat me."
I don't see any worries about any of these circumstances in Mr. Ermina, who openly says so.
"But what's so good about keeping it this far? Various."
"You don't mind anything else. It's not like I'm going to spend 50 years or so on Taishi-kun."
"Oh, the way you put it, it looks just like Merkina"
"Merkina looks like me. And if there's ten of them, you don't mind one or two more, do you?
"No, it's good, but there's a lot going on, isn't there?
"It's okay, it's okay, leave it all to your sister. I'll talk to Tysi-kun's daughters. Including Merkina."
That's what Mr. Ermina says and smiles nicely. Oh, my God. I'm counting on you. Looks cool in love. I don't know what this peace of mind is. Is this the attraction of adults?
"The goal was to be strong, right? What can I do for you?
"Yes, they have the tools to regain the power of God in their confinement, so I'm going to collect them for now"
"Into solitary confinement? I don't really want to recommend it."
"You're talking about danger, aren't you? Well, I guess so, but that seems to be the only way. Looks like it's going to take decades if we try to regain our original power in a normal way."
"If you leave your daughters alone for so long, you'll be loved."
Mr. Ermina laughs bitterly.
"Then we need to get ready to head to the lockdown. I'll help you."
"I'm glad to hear that, but you were going to go alone, weren't you?"
"You can't do that. If the elves in the other settlements find us, they'll kill us, won't they? The settlement I stopped by in this salt procurement would welcome me, but if anyone else in the settlement finds me, it's a fuss."
"Ah... I see"
Speaking of which, I forgot that the people living in this great forest are inherently very exclusive. I was greeted with pleasure because I was accompanied by Mr. Elmina and the others.
"I'm coming with you. Besides, it's tough traveling alone, huh? I can't even take turns at night, and if I can't move because of a few injuries or illnesses, I'll be sure to drown."
"I thought so."
I thought I could manage with ground magic when it comes to sleeping beds, but the outlook might have been a little too sweet.
"Leave it to me. Besides, you're gonna need a guide to a restricted area, right?
"Right. It helps."
"It's okay. If I'm going to make it, I'd like to look inside the confinement."
That's what Mr. Ermina said. He got out of bed and stretched out his body all the way. I'm turning my back on this one, but my white skin and beautiful ass are dazzling.
"Come on, we'll get you ready as soon as we can."
"You look good."
"Tae-shi-kun gave me a lot of energy."
Mr. Ermina looks back as he binds his hair with a string, with a colorful grin. Uh, no, no, no customers. I get better too.
"I thought they'd suck it all up."
"Oh, didn't you like it?
"It was great"
"Honest and good"
Drop one kiss on your cheek and Mr. Ermina leaves the room. I'm a boulder and I'm sick of health, but this streak is tight. I'm going to lose my ankle.
"Nice, Nice, Enjoying"
Yeah, I thought it was about time you came out. Are you satisfied with everything you want?
'I'm very satisfied. Aren't you satisfied?
Very satisfied. But then again, I don't care that they danced on your palm. Who are you?
"It's God, right?
That's right. Phew.
"Always OK! Perhaps!
That's not what I meant. It's a curse. Ha, boy.
"But this makes exploring easier, right?
I hate that about you. I don't think twisting someone else's destiny for my own ends is farting.
'Mm, that hurts. And this is for you, isn't it?
I know. I guess it just weighs hard that someone else's destiny twists and turns for me in the end. This is just an eight hit, I'm sorry. Thank you.
"Ngu... I'll have trouble reacting when I'm honestly thanked."
That's what I said, god forbid - Real has shut up.
I guess I should reopen it now more than this happened. What a god they are. Sometimes I get stuck worrying about God because of this. Whatever hands you use, I'll get my place back. Let's decide for ourselves.
Then it took me about a week to get ready for the trip - though I almost left Mr. Ermina to rely on. I would not have collected food for bedding, cookware for condiments, and other fine tools and equipment on my own.
Of course, I wasn't playing either. He practiced making shelters using ground magic, and worked as a blacksmith in Elf's Tree Uemura as a consideration for procuring a variety of tools. What I did was mainly caring for blades, creating arrows, and developing other metal products, but they were quite popular.
"Well, let's go."
Mr. Ermina smiles after checking the bow. Glittering blondes dazzle in the wake of a wood leak.
"Yes."
The crisp look rifana snorts. This is a hunter style with bows and arrows on his back, just like Mr. Ermina. Equipped with a large knife at the waist is the same as Mr. Elmina, and I guess this outfit is the basic style of an elf hunter.
I asked her if she was ok with that because she subtly has a lot of skin exposure, and she doesn't have to worry about getting stabbed or bitten by poisonous bugs or anything because she keeps her windshield up all the time during activities in the woods. When I asked him if he wouldn't hook up twigs or something like that, the hunter was told he wouldn't be such a jerk.
"What?
"No, I thought you were gonna follow me in the end."
"Bad? I'm still a hunter. I'm not gonna pull my leg."
I'm not worried about you.
Rijuana's strength is fully understood by her actions together for about two weeks. In addition to the stamina and magic that is flat when traveling with all day long wind magic, we are also certain of the arms of an exact and incomparable bow. Still, I'm just worried about where I'm going.
"Are you better prepared than that?
"Of course. I made a solid weapon."
That's what I said. I'll try to spin the stick that I made by machining Kamigi around.
In the end, we could not have prepared a large metal weapon, but we could have strengthened the Divine Wood stick with behemoth claws, bones and skins, and a small amount of metal parts. Physical toughness was also added by the use of behemoth material in the branches of Kamigi, which originally had good magic streets and high magic retention. It is now a better balanced weapon than a poorer metal weapon. Nothing to worry about.
"Are you sure you're okay with such a stick?
"It's okay, it's okay. Even a big rock can be dust in a single blow."
"If you say so, I believe you."
With that said, Rijuana does not hide a suspicious gaze. Well, I guess I'm naturally worried as a rejuana who knows the original sticky state.
"Do you want to go then? For now, this is where we're going. It's called a nightmare claw mark."
That said, I point to a simple point on the map.
This map is a map of the Great Forest that relies on the memory of Mr. Ermina and Mr. Delfida. The location of the two known main settlements and the location of the confinement, places suitable for rest and water fields and landmark points on the move are written around the tree settlement of the elves.
"There it is. Boop, this crater is full of shit, all right? It's a build-up of magic, and the demons don't come near me."
"Yeah, so you camped there and your destiny is here, closed doors,"
The first place we headed is a lockdown known as nightmare claw marks.
Mr Ermina was right, it was just a lonely place where a large number of craters existed. Plants are scarce, and there is little sign of small animals.
"You always have nightmares when you sleep here."
"Yeah, really?
"I stay here occasionally when I have business in a settlement on this side, but I have a good chance of having nightmares. There's nothing harmful about it, but if I could, I wouldn't want to stay long."
Mr. Ermina laughs bitterly as he looks around at the phosphoric confinement. Riffana looked around a little creepy listening to Mr. Ermina.
"You don't have any pseudo-divine reactions either. Perhaps, but this was the position of a divine artillery at the time or something. Looks like you blew it off without a trace."
Do you know anything about having nightmares around here?
"I wonder if the power source of the divine cannon that swept through here at the counter was the evil god or something that has nightmares. I feel the slightest remnants of divine power, but it's hard to tell. '
I see, and convinced, I will also convey Real's views to Mr. Ermina and Rijuana.
"God is the power source of the weapon... you know, old humans do amazing things"
"You are truly fearless of God."
"Around the perishing without a trace, isn't it karma?"
I looked around to see if there was anything, but I couldn't find anything. It is a complete bone break. Speaking of harvest-like harvests, is it enough to have picked a precious herb that only grows in a magical accumulation?
"It's a magic restorative material. It's very valuable."
"If you take it outside the Great Forest, it's going to sell high."
"Maybe. But I don't think it's going to be easy to bring it out because it won't shine."
"I see. But that doesn't make any sense, does it?
"I'll keep it for a few days, and eating it like this will work there. I picked it in moderation because it would prepare me for a time of need."
By the way, it tasted pretty good when I tried the mosha, so I picked a little more and served it as a salad for dinner. It was well received there.
"Bye bye bye bye bye bye."
A silver-haired evil god appeared.
"Boulder nightmare claw marks, dreams suck"
"Suddenly you're fighting and selling?
Real, appearing full, floats blue muscles on his forehead. Well, it's been a while, but it'll be the same dream space as always. Maybe he was just heartfelt that he wasn't merging all of a sudden.
"So, it's been a while, but what happened today? I want to go to bed."
'I told you there was a slight remnant of divine power. It acts on the sleeping human spirit and gives him nightmares. I came out today to protect you from it, so I want you to thank me.'
Real arms together to swell cheeks and make them look prickly and angry. Damn, unconsciously cute.
"Is that it? Did you think she might be a little cute or something? I thought so, didn't I? Yeah, I think you finally realized my charm. '
"Shut up, Nico. It would be perfect. An unfortunate one."
"I'm not sorry! You can praise me more, see? '
Let the clear white onesie hem twirl as the gods nibble. I think I can see it and I can't see it critically. Damn, my gaze is induced...... regret!
'Haha, you're working! Hey, he said it was worth the hard work and the parameter mess!
I would have ignored it before and had about a belly pan. I just don't feel that way for some reason. Does this mean you'll be messing with me?
It's a nightmare.
'Still say!?
"The farce is fine. What can I do for you?
'Let's have some more talk. Whatever you want, you can poke naked at each other, okay?
"Be polite and shy. I'm scared."
Forgive this guy for drowning once, he'll never get out again, I don't have a feeling about that. Stepping into the bottomless abyss is all too scary.
'Hmm, I think that's funny, huh? You can keep drowning in me forever, okay?
The evil god with silver hair rubs against me. I smelled the flutter and the girl and almost reacted with the color. I knew it wouldn't work. This guy's in danger.
"Oh, shit."
'That's too bad. Well, it's not my intention to be that way.'
When I summoned my will to look at it, the gods walked away from me.
'Well, I don't have anything else to do today.' Cause sometimes I just came out thinking you might get dumped if we didn't touch each other like this. '
"If you can throw it away, you can throw it away."
"Haha, bye."
Real bodies dissolve into the white world by becoming particles of light to dissolve in the universe. Wake up.
"This place is closed. It's a big door."
"You're smaller than I imagined."
The next day, we had arrived at our destination in the morning, free from nightmares. The location is a rocky mountain at a point traveled about three hours from the claw marks of a nightmare. Turning to the south side of Rock Mountain following Mr. Ermina's guidance, a door emerged made of white ceramic textured material, the same as we saw in each white abandoned capital.
The door is about three meters long and horizontal and has no handle. Or is this a door? Something like a white door is engraved with something like a complex geometry, but it's hard to imagine where it opens.
A few rusty iron pieces have fallen in front of the door, but this would be the end of the tool sacrificed to try to open this door.
"What do you do with this? Are you gonna open it?"
"I tried my best to do the wind magic once upon a time, but it didn't scratch one, did it?
"Um, wait a minute, please"
Touch your hands around objects like petapetas and doors and find out if they are anything like unlocking devices. All I can think of is a slit that passes through a card or something, or some kind of input device.
"How are you doing?"
I didn't see anything like that anywhere. I'm not sure if this object is a door in the first place either.
'Sure, this is a door. That's the explosion-proof door to the god shelter. Wait, I'm unlocking it now. Keep your hands on the door.'
Leaving my hand on the door as I was told because Real would say so, something like a geometry engraved on the door suddenly began to emit green light. The white door opens as if the puzzle could be solved by making a rushing drive noise.
"There are no fluctuations in pseudo-divinity, but the power seems to be alive, but there may be information inside. It feels like a civilian shelter, so I can't really expect it. '
"No, no, that's enough."
I inadvertently utter a response to God in vain. Looking back, both Mr. Ermina and Rijuana were surprised to see their mouths poked open.
"Duh, how did you do that?
"It looks like God has opened it in my head."
"Oh yeah... I was half-hearted, but you're so true"
Even so, the door opened, so I decided to explore the interior.
The interior of the shelter also seemed to be made of the same white ceramic-like material as the door. I'm not sure how much time has passed, but I don't have a single pile of dust. I guess something like air conditioning is profitable.
The ceiling isn't that high, maybe two and a half meters? Maybe that's about it because I reach too far and I can't hold my hand. Light sources are installed at regular intervals and the interior is quite bright. So much so that white light like LED lighting reflects on the white ceramic material used on the walls and floors that it feels a little dazzling.
I'll take the lead and keep my perimeter alert and move on. The only thing caught in the sign detection is our signs, and I can't feel any sign of a creature. Moving a little further and turning the corner, I saw something like a door again. This door is an automatic upper and lower slide door, as you can often see in SF and so on. I just approached it and opened it up and down with the driving noise.
Mr. Ermina and Rijuana, surprised by the sound, pulled out a large knife on their hips, but both sighed deeply when they found out the door just opened.
"What a surprise."
"Because it moves suddenly"
From there the search ahead proceeded crisply. Because there was no particularly troublesome security, no creatures.
"Is this... a frozen, dried corpse?
"Sounds like it. Maybe it was a frozen sleep capsule or something."
"Frozen sleep capsules?
"It feels like the super long one in bear hibernation"
"I see."
I hear Rijuana convinced me with my various broken answers. I'm not responding to any sign perception, and I'm guessing he's completely dead. There were various tools around, but none of this seemed to be available due to aging. Well, there were a lot of things that didn't seem to work even if it moved. There were just tablets, things like laptops, things like smartphones. Apparently, the organics have decayed and become dust.
In the middle of the search, I found a guide diagram in the shelter, so I decided to follow the guide diagram to another room next.
"Something I don't know."
"What could this be?
"I don't know"
I've been watching. There are some magic crystal stones, like some kind of metal ingot, like an unknown cable, like pipes and bolts and nuts that seem to be the repair material for the shelter. Some things are like tools, but I don't know how to use them.
There are several other suits on the wall like space suits. It seems difficult to move because I see it somehow.
"Do you take the magic crystal stone and the mysterious ingot, the cable? I think I can use the pipes, the bolts, the nuts for something, and I think I'll take them."
Demon crystal stones are machined with demon nuclei, like batteries that can accumulate magic. It can be used as the power of a magic guide, so it is highly versatile there. It can also be used as an external magic battery when using magic if enchanted in advance.
"Is this about it here?
"Right. Would you like to take a look in this other room?"
When I saw the guide diagram, it said something like a knife and a fork, so I think it's probably the dining room or the pantry.
I don't know how much time has gone by, but I'm pretty sure time has gone by in thousands of years. I can't expect anything from the harvest, but it would be ant to just go and try. They were popular with space-time storage somehow, and it could be surprisingly safe.
When I arrived in front of the room, unexpectedly, it was protected by a door that seemed much more robust than the warehouse-like room earlier.
"It's quite a fine door."
"Are you opening it? This."
"Let's just open it"
For some reason, I can't find inside this room because of signs. Is there any special magic being done? There was something like a console that operated the opening and closing beside the door, so it was operated appropriately to open the door. Well, there's only two buttons, so it's an easy win.
Pushu, and a heavy door opened with a sound of air coming out.
"Oh, the cans are lined up neatly"
Apparently, it was a food vault.
"Kanze? What is this, really food?
"Maybe. Shall we bring out a few?"
Remove the cans, arranged neatly on the shelves, two by package, and exit the room. The door closed and locked automatically as soon as it did so. Apparently, there are open measures in place.
The cannery-like object I brought is almost blank and is as simple as having unreadable letters printed concisely one to two lines. I'm sure the letter on it would be the name of the food in it.
I've taken out four types at a time: large, slightly heavier cans of cream color, lighter cans of light brown, yellow cans, and white, blank and elongated cans. They all come with things like pull tabs, and they're going to open without any special tools.
"I'll start with this cream-colored one... No, why don't you open a light brown one"
No cans are weirdly swollen or rusty, so maybe the contents will be fine. Although I can't guarantee the flavour.
A can of light brown is opened with the sound of paki. Fluffy drifts are slightly sweet. Looking inside, there was a lot of overlapping stuff like a round cracker. Instead, take it out and carry it to your mouth.
"Hey!?
"Taishi-kun!?
Chew and swallow the bollocks. Yeah, it's a cracker. This. Cracker or biscuit? It doesn't feel damp, and it's usually delicious.
"Is that a biscuit? It's usually delicious."
When I took the biscuits out of the can and gave them away, the rifana received them in such a way that they were terrified and carried them to my mouth. She looks a little cute holding a biscuit with both hands and twirling it tight.
"Heh, you don't taste weird, do you? Delicious? Maybe?
"I'll stop. If you eat them all and you break your stomach, you're in danger."
Mr. Ermina takes a step back and laughs bitterly.
"Is that true, too? Shall we go next?"
Open the cans one after the other. The contents of the cream-coloured cans were white stew-like dishes with vegetables and chicken-like things, while the yellow cans contained syrup-pickled yellow peach-like fruit. The elongated white blank can seemed like an oral rehydration solution. The taste looked just like the sports beverages I used to drink in the original world.
"The syrup marination of this fruit is delicious."
"I guess the stew is a little greasy. Do you want to take it all anyway? If I don't break my stomach with this, I won't be in trouble for food."
"Fine, but you don't even know if I'm hungry, do you?
I opened the pantry again to store the cans and boxes of seeds that were inside in the rootstock treasure box. Let's leave the details to later.
Later, it was a fine living space and toilet, with no snug harvest. And the last thing I had left was a tightly locked door if I did. It was marked like a gun, so I think it's probably an arsenal.
"It won't open."
"I'll ask the one in my head for a second"
So hey! Open it.
'Nothing good, but isn't it a big deal? Sounds like a private family shelter. Will you touch the door for now?
When I touched the closed door just like the first time I opened this shelter door and waited a little, I heard the door unlocked.
Nice girl.
"Can I give you more praise?
Open the door unlocked with praise returned to the words of Real.
"I don't know, this"
Maybe it's a weapon.
"This is it?
Arranged neatly on the shelves are probably weapons of the kind of guns. If the body is made the same, the shape of the weapon is more or less similar. There are two kinds of things left, like a pistol and a rifle. All I have is a gun body, and I don't see anything like a bullet. I guess that means it's not the type of weapon that flies physical bullets.
Collect everything and store it in a treasure box.
"You're not going to try?
"I guess a big place would be better to try. If it explodes, it's gonna be tough."
"So is that. Now this whole building's gone around, right? Let's get out of here."
Mr. Elmina urges me to go outside the shelter. The entrance and exit were kept tightly closed, as it might be possible to make it a safe haven in times of need.
The items obtained in this shelter exploration were large quantities of cans and a few unknown materials, four pistol-type weapons and four long gun-type weapons. Separate the loot obtained by arranging it on the ground.
"Kanzume is like three hundred and sixty pieces each for the minute it's opened."
"The number of frozen sleep pods and the number of weapons were four each, and I guess canning means 90 servings per person each. Ninety days for consuming one can a day, I suppose?
"The water won't last all day, will it?
"There may have been another water purification facility. Or maybe it was a premise to make up for with magic?
In a room that looked like a material warehouse. Maybe there was a tool to make water.
"In conclusion, this facility was probably like a refuge for four."
With that said, he takes a pistol-shaped weapon and begins to squirm away from the two of them.
The shape itself is a simple pistol type. The material is made up of something like white ceramic, which would be the same structure material of the shelter that was diving earlier. Isn't it a little heavy as a pistol? I don't see any kind of magazine, and there are few moving parts. It's a structure that doesn't even seem to be expected to be disassembled and maintained. What about that as a weapon? Is it maintenance free?
It seems to deter the outburst with two safeties: the grip safety, which is released by gripping the grip in, and the manual safety, which is in a position to operate with the thumb. Release both safeties and aim toward the tree in front to pull the trigger.
Bishung! A blue and white light bullet was fired from the area at the gunpoint along with the sharp sound of it, drilling a big hole in the gripping fist into the trunk of the tree that was after it. Very little recoil. Pulling the trigger in a row prevented me from shooting after about thirty shots. If you look closely, there is a circular indicator in the rear of the gun, around where there is shooting iron if it is the original world pistol, and memory is slowly recovering. Apparently, this is the number of rounds left. What is the power?
"How powerful is that?
About three trees that had been targeted in massive amounts of light bullets had fallen. The pistol indicator misses the timing of recovery and starts firing again. Yeah, if you don't fire in a row at a speed like an asshole, can you shoot about forty shots in a row? It wouldn't be that stupid of a shot, and it would be enough performance for a little demon or interpersonal protection.
"Well, some parts of magic are better in terms of power and user-friendliness, but are they generally excellent weapons?"
Now splash a light bullet with a pair of pistols. This is quite fun.
I'll also teach Mr. Ermina and Rijuana how to use it and let him actually shoot it. I'll teach you thoroughly that for once, as a minimum rule, you don't point a gun at an ally, you don't peek at a gun, you don't put a finger on the trigger except when you shoot.
"It's okay. I've always dealt with bows and arrows and magic."
"Is that true, too? But try not to be chronic."
"I know. But you know how to use it, don't you?
"There was a weapon similar to the world I lived in."
Take a long gun-shaped weapon to the side with the two people starting firing drills for the pistol. This one looks basically the same, but it's more powerful and seems to offer multiple shooting modes to choose from.
You can switch between a rifle mode where you can choose between single, triple or multiple shots, a sniper mode where the shots will not work instead of longer and more powerful ranges, and a shotgun mode where multiple light bullets are fired simultaneously instead of extremely shorter ranges. You were surprised at how much longer or shorter the barrel lengths deformed in each mode. Variable rifles or something too romantic.
But I don't know how to maintain it because it's loaded with such a worn-out system. Is it really maintenance-free?
"You look strong again."
"Well, that's powerful enough for a normal demon opponent. It's just a little hard dealing with Behemoth, isn't it?
"Hey, if it's the power of a blow, an arrow with wind magic would be better up there. Just aim and shoot. This one might be more user-friendly than a bow."
"It may be ants that use it to the extent of amulets."
Not enough at all as far as I'm concerned. A weapon that would be effective enough for a normal demon opponent, but it's also a good place to lack power to deal with God. A bean cannon like this won't make you suffer one scratch. If it's about ten times more powerful, it could be used for about towing.
Whatever they do, even if they eat a direct hit from a huge bomb or a magic bomb at close range, they'll pimp off.
We did a full test. We camped in front of a closed gate, ready for the next day's trip.
Me and Rijuana didn't break my stomach, by the way. It is only from this day forward that our meals will be lined up with canned dishes.
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