Although I Am Only Level 1, but with This Unique Skill, I Am the Strongest

Return from the Cyclodungeon Association.

Count your fingers folded as you walk. I thought about the luggage I needed to take to the dungeon.

I need a bullet. Usually ammunition can be properly replenished, but you should have more special ammunition that can only be produced with niphonium.

Besides that, do you need a magic cart or how long do you take to get dressed?

"Looks like you're getting ready for some business trip."

I laughed when I thought so.

Shortly after I joined the company, I remembered how I felt when I hadn't been hit by intense duties yet, about the time I went on my first business trip.

I guess I was excited to feel like a little trip, like a school trip.

I'm getting a little excited about my trip to the awesome dungeon.

- But I remember something.

Leaving Cyclo like this for a new dungeon is like.

"Looks like you're single..."

150,000 Pyro rent per month, 2 LDK new home.

When I got home earlier than usual, I explained Emily's request from the Dungeon Manager.

I explained in detail that a new dungeon had been created and that I had been asked to look into it.

"It's amazing, Mr. Yoda, just like the Neptunes."

"Speaking of which, I guess it was when I was Nihonium."

I hadn't even met Neptune then, and I just heard a rumor.

"Yes, just like that. It's amazing to be entrusted with investigating the dungeons."

"It's a world where dungeons drop everything."

All right, sir.

Emily, with Nico's face, slapped her little chest with her lovely hands.

"I'm leaving you a proper message while Yoda's away."

"No, I want you to come with me"

"Huh? Are you with me?

"Oh."

"But I can't help you, can I?

"That's not true. I want Emily to come with me."

I glanced straight into my eyes and said.

I didn't think I'd like to leave her alone.

I stare at Emily with that sentiment.

They stare back. After a surprise, Emily smiled all the time.

I smiled calmly and nodded clearly.

Thus, Emily and I were to go together for the new dungeon.

The next morning, me and Emily traveled quickly.

Leaving the city of Cyclo, relying on the map I received, I turned to the new dungeon.

I push the magic cart and Emily is in charge of her own hammer and big backpack, the usual style.

That Emily has been nicking since just now.

"Sounds fun, anything good?

"I'm going out with Yoda, it's a lot of fun"

"Right."

Glad I asked you out, I thought.

He even asked me out just to see him nick like this.

That's fine - and I looked around.

Leaving the cyclo, the scenery changed as quickly as possible.

There were a lot of people in the city, and it felt like it was quite a city, but then it was already a complete wilderness before I could walk far enough.

Nothing, literal wilderness where even dead trees don't exist.

"Nothing..."

"If it happens, it's hard."

"Huh?"

"If anything happens, it's going to be a haggle thing, right? The only things that don't haggle are the air, the water, the earth."

"... oh"

They said something terrific.

Yes, everything in this world is produced from dungeon drops.

And what was dropped in the dungeon goes back to the monster that dropped it when left without people.

I mean, the wilderness without these people becomes a monster when there's something, so there's always nothing.

"I can't build a mountain hut or anything like that in this world."

Even now, I feel like I've been flown to an amazing world.

I walked all day and it was evening.

It was time for me to follow you, so I decided to go wild by the river.

"Prepare."

Emily lowered her backpack, picked up a tent from the inside, and started putting up a tent with a familiar hand.

Until you met me, you lived a life of survival, so I got used to it.

"Mr. Yoda, can you get me some water?

"Okay.... Can I use my magic cart?

"It's okay."

I nodded, pressed the magic cart, and headed towards the river.

The river water was drawn into a magic cart.

It's a very beautiful river, overlooking the river.

Nothing, no fish, no grass, nothing.

I'm sure the fish are also dungeon drops, so they're not in the river.

... I thought it was funny again that it was a huge world after all.

When I drew water and came back, the tent was complete.

"Emily?"

"He's inside, sir."

I put the magic cart down and went inside the tent.

"What is this!

"It's a tent, right?

"That's pretty much the same as the living room in the house!

I broke into a great deal.

It was really like Emily in the tent.

It made me feel warm and gentle at the same moment as at home.

On the other hand, it wasn't like a huge tent inside.

The more it seems like a strange space of different dimensions or something, the more in the tent it is like home.

There's a table, there's a couch.

There's a lamp hanging on the wall and it really feels like a living room at home.

"How do you do this?"

"I packed it in my backpack and brought it"

"In that backpack!?

"It was heavy."

"You're not on that level. It's shiny, and fuzzy. Is this a carpet?

The floor was as fluffy as I could imagine from the wilderness outside.

"Good luck, sir."

"Good luck. You're not on a level where you can handle this."

Suddenly, Emily was keaton.

I just did what I did before, but it's my face.

I was surprised, but I thought it sounded like Emily.

The home also offers warmth and warmth and occasional temple-like divinity Emily, it may not make the tent look like a living room at home.

"Next, we'll cook dinner."

"Oh."

I didn't think deeply and wanted to relax in the tent that Emily had set up for me.

After having Emily's warm dinner, I sipped a cup of tea and took a breather.

I'm supposed to be in Nojuku, but even dinner is with me all the time.

Well, I've had a few dinners in the dungeon, so I'm not surprised.

It's after-dinner ice cream.

"There's a limit!

I went into the dessert where they served me gently.

I go in, but I ate just like that.

"Oh, that's delicious. Modest sweetness and light."

"It's teak ice cream."

"Yeah, yummy"

"Mr. Yoda, please keep it easy. I'll take care of the garbage."

"Oh...... processing?

"Yes, it's processing, isn't it?

……

I got a little caught up in that rhetoric.

Garbage disposal, not garbage disposal.

"What are we gonna do with the garbage?

"I work hard to burn it. When you're in the city, the vendor handles it, but if you don't burn it properly, you'll be a monster."

"Oh, so is the garbage"

If you think about it, you do.

In human life, we rarely run out of supplies altogether, we always take out some garbage.

In this world where all things dungeon drop, matter becomes a monster once it is abandoned.

Then the garbage is the same.

If you don't let it disappear, it becomes a monster.

It's the first time I've heard of it, but if I think about it, maybe it was before.

"I'll help you, you burn it"

That's what I said, I took the gun out.

I know about the flamethrower. Emily smiled.

"Thank you!

We were outside the tent.

Unlike in a bright, warm tent, outside is a lonely wilderness, as if it were a different world.

Put the trash you put out there today and set up your gun away.

I shot a flamethrower, the garbage burned - but.

"You barely burn."

"Garbage is hard to dispose of."

"If it's just that line, it's normal."

The sight in front of me isn't normal, though.

I took out another gun.

Now shoot the flamethrower at the same time and burn the garbage with the fuse.

With a bright flame so hard to look directly at, the garbage was burned.

"Now we're good"

"Oh."

"Garbage is hard when you become a monster. It's rubbish, so it's not like the original monster, and it's really strong."

"That's tough."

Don't be a big problem if there's illegal dumping of garbage or something, no, I'm sure there's one, and it's a problem there.

If the fusion bomb flames are so hard to handle that it can finally burn, there must be cheats and accidents.

The garbage problem in this world could be surprisingly big.

... Wait.

"Emily, what did you just say?

"Yes?

"Will garbage be a different monster than it was?

"Yes. What's wrong with that?

"What's gonna happen to that drop?

"No? Haglemon - Ah."

Say it, Emily that hats.

Looks like she finally noticed, too.

Haglemon doesn't drop anything, except look at me.

The Haglemon I have defeated drops items.

So you think it's a different kind of monster than the one that came from the garbage?

Emily cooked me a night meal and took out the trash.

I waited for that garbage far away, in the middle of the wilderness, away.

After waiting about ten minutes, the garbage glowed and turned into a monster.

It was human.

Skin full of twigs on green skin, like a man with a nail in his neck.

In a nutshell - it's Frankenstein.

"I'll restrain you."

That's what Emily said, she jumped out with the hammer in charge.

Jump into Frankenstein and swing the hammer down from the top.

Frankenstein waved his arm at it and intercepted the hammer.

It sounded dull, but huge.

Emily's hammer was completely stopped.

The hammer that crushed the rock monster was stopped by nothing.

"Emily, back off."

"Yes!

You didn't think it was a good idea in person, either, or you flew right back when you landed.

Frankenstein pursues, shoots it and stops it.

Usually the bullets didn't work much, just like Mummy's.

The flame bullet just burned a little and disappeared quickly, and the frozen bullet melted as soon as it was only iced for a moment.

I shot a bunch of bullets, but a single shot hardly works, and Frankenstein cursorily advances toward Emily.

"Emily, punch it in again"

"Yes!

In response, Emily also builds momentum and hammers.

Also mutually, Frankenstein had the same power as the giant hammer of force A.

but it stopped right.

I put all the flamethrows in my pistol for a moment.

He fired a series of flamethrows at Frankenstein, glancing at one shot and turning it all into a fusion bomb.

Skin full of twig haggis inflamed, the flames of the fusion flamebullets didn't go away, burning Frankenstein.

Eventually, because of it, it collapsed to the ground and was turned to ash.

"Thank you."

"It's unexpected how hard it's been so far."

It was really unexpected that me and Emily would be such a strong monster with the trash from our night meal.

Maybe the garbage problem in this world is a matter of death and death.

Well, that's a good story to do with the garbage.

It's more of a drop now than that.

Waiting in anticipation, Frankenstein disappears completely.

A golden, never-seen bullet was dropped only once.

to the look of it and the result of just one shot.

No, but I was hoping the bullet would work.