D Genesis, 3 Years after Dungeon Appeared

An hour ago, in a square with a 31-story entrance, after a vibration like something approaching from the bottom of the earth, Explorers who saw a barking voice and the glow of letters drawn on the ground were watching carefully.

Just now.

Natalie looked around at the glowing letters and asked Simon.

I don't know. The moment the militia broke into the key, some paradigm shifted. "

Beyond Evans' 31st floor, it's unprecedented territory in the world.

In fact, no matter what happens, it's not strange.

"Why is it only red there?

Joshua found a place with red letters in it, and he said so.

That's where we were until now. Mason quickly approached and tried to enter the temple.

Soon the door will close. It's not going to open.

Mason asked when he approached Joshua.

Do you want to breech?

"Stop it. It would be useless to have a structure in the dungeon."

"What the hell is going on in there?

Leaving Natalie worried, Simon said nothing.

I don't know. You can ask Azsa later. "

Azsa?

"I mean, he's definitely in there. I didn't follow you when you came here."

Is that okay? 'and Mason.

If they're not okay, they're not okay. It's no use worrying. They're watching. "

Looking back, the teams of explorers from all over the world were watching us.

Simon shook his hand to show that it was nothing.

The GB and RU teams are talking to each other as Team I pulls the communication cable down to the lower level.

Teams from other countries have joined in and started some discussions.

Should I not participate?

Come on. I don't know who's going to the 32nd floor in the first place, but I'm stupid enough to go out with him. "

Simon is a reasonable and reliable leader, but Joshua laughed bitterly because his loyalty to a blind nation is incompatible.

Edgar of the DE and Yellow of CN (fans) seem to be intrigued by other temples, but there was no way to storm the boulders.

Everyone is watching the battle. And I saw the door that was no longer open.

If you're trapped in a boulder, you'll hesitate to face it from the front.

The two civilians, King Salmon and Witch, did not try to be reckless with the boulders, but nevertheless listened to the tiger gaze and the militia interacting with the countries.

I didn't expect you to see the sketch of the world in no time.

Simon murmured so funny.

The Explorers, who had been discussing it for some time, then took them down to level 32.

Everyone followed it, of course.

◇◇◇◇◇◇◇◇

So now, the D Powers face, who had been invited by Kuma Tsugumi to find the hidden door, was shrugging off the knob and turning the door knob to push the door hard.

"Nguu! That's a lot of power, this."

When Yoshimura put his strength into it, the door made a rubbing sound and opened into the back.

"Senpai, the hallway is kind of going a long way."

The door was in the hallway. It continued with a gentle curve along the exterior wall of the tower.

"It's going on, Miyoshi. In any case, the curvature in the hallway looks smaller than in the tower....."

"The space mosaic structure in the dungeon is amazing. If I could analyze it, I could build a door anywhere."

"If something like that is put to practical use, at the end of the day, Distopia will come, unless there is technology to prohibit it?

We need to open passages everywhere.

It wasn't a secret, it wasn't a secret, it was a saboteur, it was a subversion of the state.

There is no other way to control the human side than to require humans to embed an identifiable chip or something.

"Perhaps so. But don't you think somewhere is studying it?

"It's obvious there's a connection between hierarchies. Maybe he's doing it. What the hell are you measuring with all these measuring instruments...?

"It doesn't look like it's much harder than status... so I guess we should start by identifying where the space is sticking together."

"If you look for a place on the first floor where the radio waves won't reach, that might be the boundary..."

"So the only certainty is that there's a screen there that shuts out the radio waves."

"There's a possibility that the space is stuck together, even on the surface."

"I don't think Distopia will be here for a while."

That's the best news of the day.

That's what I said with a bitter smile.

Even if doors were made anywhere, the results would be covered up. The impact on current distribution is too great, even with military use.

Stocks in the transportation and logistics industry have collapsed. It is obvious that there will be great confusion.

At that time, the rosary winged and flew ahead.

"Ah, hey!

You mean follow me quickly?

I can't help it.

We started walking carefully through the door.

At the end of the hallway was a garden-like space surrounded by walls.

"Senpai, here..."

"Looks like a ruined garden."

Beautiful flowers must have bloomed before.

You can also see the gates of vine roses, and behind the dead springs, which would have been wild.

And in the middle, there was a small octagonal gazebo.

Now the cracked pillars are covered in dead vines, with broken chairs and tables, but they used to be beautifully maintained, adding a lovely figure to the landscape of the garden.

We went under the gazebo roof and looked around.

"It doesn't belong to anyone. Nobody wants it, and nobody cares about it. Maybe they're all dead already."

Looking back briefly at the deep words suddenly heard, there was a little girl in a white dress wearing a white hat, facing away, swinging a small jar down on the soil.

A few plants seemed to be alive just in that position in the dead garden.

(Senpai, just now....)

(Burnett. What do you think of dungeons like this....)

Francis-Hojison-Burnett's Secret Garden, written between 1910 and 1911, is a strange story of children's literature in a magazine for adults.

Heroin's Mary Lennox finds the key at the behest of Kuma Tsugumi, and then finds the door to her hidden garden.

We were looking behind Mary Lennox (tentative), who seemed to be waving down with his heart.

(However, there is no response to life detection. Maybe it's a phantom.)

(Senpai, I haven't heard from Alsulz since.)

(Huh?)

Where the Alsules can't come to talk about the Triathlons?

Where the hell are we?

The moment she thought so, the little girl in front of her was reduced to black light, and as it moved to the side of the table, the man sitting on the chair was composed.

"This place was created from our memories, to put it mildly, a mental landscape."

"Senpai, that man!

"Seriously...."

Sitting there was the face that I had seen in the materials many times.

Dr. Theodore Nanase-Tyler.

It was the Lord of the last page signatures, the very person who was supposed to be waiting in the library of the wandering museum.

"Perhaps, Dr. Tyler...?

"It's hard to answer that question."

He answered with a gesture of spreading his American-like arms after several nervous hand fingers.

"Yes, and I have no choice but to say no."

"It's philosophical."

"That's what science is about."

Miyoshi, he doesn't do life detection either.

(But senpai. Looks like we're seeing the same thing. If not hallucinations, are you a self-assertive ghost?

"It's okay, I'm not a phantom or a ghost. I can't say I'm human."

Huh?

He laughed and said that there was no difference between words and memorabilia here.

"Huh? What about thinking?

"Of course it is. You guys know my story in native language, right?

Speaking of which, even though he was an English-speaking man, what he was saying seemed entirely native to me. As I thought before, this may be the original look of the memento.

What is frightening is that the movement of his mouth fits perfectly with the words that were uttered. I don't know what it means anymore.

If you have direct access to senses and thoughts like this, there's no reason why you can't read them. Technically.

"If this is the basic way of communicating with the other people, native is a concept that is closer to the individual than to a region."

The database used to access an individual's thoughts and form meaningful words would be the most appropriate one for that individual's vocabulary.

"Oh, so our cards and descriptions mix English and Japanese?"

And the English notation in the proper noun is probably the key to identifying the subject.

But if the translator works by analyzing the language that is emitted as sound, does it still have direct access to the language field of the brain itself to communicate? It doesn't matter if you feel sophisticated or barbaric.

"You don't know the ecology or structure of human beings, can you do that?

"Maybe you're a similar organism."

"But it's a neuron of the brain. It's impossible with similarities... but we can't measure them with our common sense."

To my casual question, he dropped his eyes for a moment, but immediately smiled and said.

"Do you know what we did in Nevada three years ago?

"To say that it was an experiment that proved the existence of an extra dimension by creating a micro-black hole."

"That's right. The micro black hole was thus created. It's just..."

"Just?"

"--it didn't disappear."

"That's stupid. Shouldn't the mass be too low and evaporate in an instant?

"You know quantum mechanics?

"It's a range of education."

He continued the conversation, nodding lightly.

"Yes, that's true. But the joke of destiny, and for a moment, it was the gates that opened only during Femtosecond's orders that made this world."

I heard his words like a fairy tale from a distant world.

Of course, the situation itself is no different from the fairy tales I told you about.

"Gates... are you setting up some kind of game?

"I'm glad it wasn't Hell that connected you."

He must have played with his mouth, and he said so funny.

"Anyway, the presence on the other side of the gate has found an electrical signal that appears to be doing something in our world."

"Electrical signal?

"Yes, and I literally ate it. I disassembled it and analyzed it."

No way...

"It didn't hurt."

He said that as if he had abandoned himself.

Simon says they didn't leave a trace anywhere. I can't believe that something like that was used to get to know mankind.

"Yes, that's the 27 people who were there that day."

"So, what the dungeon is playing, what the earth's game is playing, and what the culture is treading on..."

"Our fault is slightly flawed, but that was definitely the point at first."

Is that why the dungeon's proper noun is English....

"Now, of course, they're supposed to be getting information from a lot of Explorers, so they're probably using what they want or imagine."

He laughed because otherwise diversity would not be preserved.

"If a lot of Explorers are disassembled, it's going to be news...."

"I suppose our sacrifices were not in vain."

Now that you're familiar with the structure of humankind, you can reach our thoughts without breaking them down.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a story.

"Senpai, can I tell Simon and the others about this?

"It may have been a force majeure, but if you take it from the US, it's the enemy's behavior..."

Dr. Tyler shook his head to the side.

It was an accident.

Well, I suppose so.

It's like a UFO collision with a passenger plane.

For mankind, it is a clear weather thunderbolt.

Moreover, it is like US pulling the trigger of the global transformation that is taking place today.

If known, it could lead to the pursuit of international responsibility.

I remember what Simon told me.

"Besides, if the facts of three years ago were known to the world, wouldn't it be awkward in terms of US?

"What's going on in real life?

Apparently, he didn't share all the memories collected in Factor D, and he didn't know about it.

I told you about the accident that happened in The Ring three years ago, now commonly known.

"I see. Well, I guess it wasn't good...."

"Could it be the last page?

Having heard that, he looked surprised.

"It's a boulder. You've already found it."

"I really don't think this is the study of the wandering museum."

"You're here in Klingon."

Miyoshi said that with a bitter smile.

"Ha ha ha. Scientists sometimes want to do stupid things. So, what's the last page?

"I got advice from a friend of ours and stopped publishing it."

"I can't help but think of your safety that the truth will one day emerge....."

He showed himself to think for a while, but immediately shook his head and said.

"I'll leave that to you. You're free to go."

"Hmm?!

"For us, it doesn't matter now that it's not going to be made public, and..."

"What is it?

"Scientists hate politics."

That's how he smiled.

I totally agree with that, but what do you want me to do just because I've been deposited? I'm not at all sorry for political manoeuvring or being the subject of intelligence.

"But what is the purpose of this exaggeration? The presence on the other side of the gate..."

"Senpai, would you like to give me a name? Without a name, the entity would be vague."

"- I see. Dr. Tyler, do they have names?

"Unique nouns exist, but pronunciation is impossible. It will also be difficult to replace in our vocabulary."

"Isn't that who made the dungeon a reality?

"Yes, it is."

Reading our thoughts and consciousness, creating a dungeon in the blueprint.

"What is Demiurgos?

Plato. It might be good. "

Dr Tyler nodded all he wanted.

In English, demiurge.

He is said to have been the creator of the material world by modeling his ideas on the existence mentioned by Plato in his writings. Technicians who actually create blueprints, to put it mildly.

It would be appropriate to take our knowledge and consciousness out as ideas and reflect them in reality.

Unusual for senpai, it's a tomato.

"If I leave it to you, I'm going to tell you to make a dungeon."

"It's sloppy! I knew it was a woman's job to create the world."

"Yes, yes."

So, is that Dantsuk-chan's purpose?

"Huh? Oh, yeah, but...."

Dantsuk-chan...

I see.

He sandwiched his chin between his right index finger and his thumb, making him look like he was thinking again.

"As you've just seen, I'm just information that you've reconstructed with the D factor that you're talking about, which is good."

"Information?"

"That's right. If something called memory or soul exists somewhere in human hardware, if you configure exactly the same hardware at the quantum level, memory and mental activity are also automatically reproduced. Don't you think?

Religious people would deny it, but it seemed reasonable to me. Regardless of the difficulty of realization.

"I think there's a real example in front of me."

He said interestingly that that was true.

"If so, can you make a copy?

"That's possible, but Danzk seems to be limiting his instance to one. If I had been made earlier, from the moment the copy was made, my dash would have been something else than me."

Singleton, huh?

Instances are like entities made from blueprints.

In this case, the recorded quantum state of Dr. Tyler is the blueprint, from which Dr. Tyler in front of us can be said to be an instance.

Singleton is a term that derives from know-how in software development, and wherever you create an instance, it becomes a single thing.

Otherwise, depending on the situation placed in the parallel, the state of the quantum constituting the body will naturally become a different state. It will naturally happen because the memories are different.

"If you integrate your memories..."

"I don't think we can do that with the current technique of reconfiguring it as hardware, but if we do, we might have a fine multi-personality person."

Individuals who are in multiple places at the same time and have memories of multiple experiences.... perhaps you can call yourself a multi-personality person.

"You look like a god."

"That's an interesting point. I'll think about it later."

It is true that God, who is so biased in the world, is said to exist that way. Was God infinite multipersonality?

No, it might be that kind of character.

"That's why I can say I'm part of Danzk. From her point of view, I am understood at quantum level, including mental activity, but it is impossible for me to know her thoughts."

Well, it's like you're asking me to measure the will of the Creator.

"But from what happened, I can imagine it."

The opponent is the Creator.

Imagine telling the truth from what happened? He is no longer a witch of the dungeon era - no, he is a witch.

"In the process of decomposing, investigating, and reconfiguring us as materials, you realized that Demiurgos is an intelligent organism. So we were ecstatic to know that there were 7.5 billion of them in this world."

"Ecstasy?"

"Yes, it was a stimulus that I couldn't express anywhere else."

Are you crazy happy because there are so many people? For what reason?

For example, over there is the kingdom of vampires, and the earth is a huge pantry?

"Why?

"What it wants is probably service."

All of a sudden, a story came out that was no different from the vampire kingdom, and I took a breath.

"Serving... I mean, enslaving humanity?

The story of an invasion that suddenly came down. What a sudden development! That's not the end of it, is it?

"No, the other way around."

Huh?

"Danzk doesn't want you to serve him, he wants to dedicate it."

"Yes?

What the hell are you talking about?

And he looked up at the sky, which was seen from between the pillars of Gazebo, and said with distant eyes.

"For me, Dantsuk is trying to force humanity into difficulty and thus develop the means to make use of herself. I think so."

Miyoshi said that she was excited.

"The words are different, but isn't that what senpai guessed?"

"Does it seem like you're trying to make me dependent?

"Yes, it is."

But is that what it is, or is it because it wants to serve?

I was wondering what the other person would gain from relying on it, but who would imagine that what I thought was the means was the end?

"Is it profitable to dedicate your services?

"Senpai, there are people in the world who like to work regardless of profit."

"Is that the problem?

It is true that there are more than enough assets, and those who have done all they can, but when they get tired of it, the next thing they want is honor.

But I feel that the nuance is a little different from that.

"I don't know what kind of profit Dantsuk-chan is engaging in. Maybe it's wrong to try to understand."

He said, "God willing."

That's what Sanyoshi said.

"You just wanted to say that."

Heh.

Looking sideways at Miyoshi's groaning tongue, I asked a question.

"But if so, why such a detour?

If you just want to serve, you don't have to create a dungeon, do you?

"I'm an Earthman. Maybe it should be said that it is the original now. And he's a scientist."

Dr. Tyler changed his mind and started talking.

"What would have happened to the world if the mysterious technology that transcended modern science had suddenly appeared on Earth three years ago?

I'm sure it'll be a rival. That would have led to the development of a more advanced weapon.

If it were introduced, the scale of ethnic and religious conflicts might have increased significantly. As a matter of fact, if there are Alsulz and the others, you can do as much as you want to assassinate dignitaries. Probably not preventable.

The same goes for magical Explorers. So the possibility of World War III...

"Well, it wouldn't have been a hassle."

"Demiurgos, who gained our knowledge, must have thought it over. Maybe he had a similar experience."

"Do you think a common threat is effective in bringing this world together?

"I wouldn't be surprised if I decided to be Dantsuk."

In fact, the world tried to manage the situation by launching WDA in an astonishingly short time.

Dungeon technology's skills and materials are under its control.

Moreover, humankind is lightly embracing the mysterious technology that transcends its modern sciences under the understandable concepts of skill orbs and potions.

"But if we take this story home, each country will surround its own dungeon, which will be rivalry?

You came here because you know that.

He rightly said so.

So you sent Dr. Taylor to wander around in order to convey their existence and aspirations one by one.

Using games as a motivator for curiosity is a good way to make people feel comfortable. Even if there was some damage in the process, it would be only about 75 billion for her.

"Besides, if that happens, Danzk might take a different approach by erasing the dungeon."

"Another approach?

"The service recipient doesn't have to be on Earth or even an Earthman."

You mean you can kidnap and confine yourself to your own world, use that magical power to create something like a special zone on Earth, or remove a dungeon from a dungeon-dependent planet and make it happen?

That's how mankind shook a stick of what might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to greet Grandpa Ijwal, who had a desire to come out of the old story.

I sighed heavily.

"It's too big for a civilian of ours."

Having heard that, Dr. Tyler laughed meaningfully.

Speaking of which, he said that this was a mental landscape.

The Secret Garden is a miracle that happens when a girl who grew up alone and uncomfortable as a result of being left alone by her guardian regains her humanity through the resurrection of a hidden garden.

You attracted to that, Demiurgos? What the hell is that?

"But what did you do there when you said you were here?

"You did it....."

I kind of overlapped with a black job and was just driven by rage.....

Speaking of the story, he said with joy.

"Free from eternal repetition, her heart was dedicated to you and saved."

"What do you mean?

We all have a role to play.

He did not answer my question directly, and after saying so, he meditated for a while.

The wind passed through the rusty gazebo, shaking the rosary feathers that remained at the edge of the table.

"That's how I qualified you to come here."

After a while he said so, he slowly opened his eyes as if the discussion were over.

He had no intention of saying anything further.

"I don't know, but I know a lot about it."

"It's almost just speculation. Anyway, Dantsk gave you two the right to disclose the information. Do me a favor.

I don't know... Miyoshi and I looked at each other.

"That way, you will be entrusted with a very important decision."

Dr Tyler suddenly said that with what should be called majesty.

"... a prophecy?

"Predicted. You got Cornucopia, didn't you?

"Cornucopia?"

When I heard that, the surrounding space began to collapse.

It was like after the bells rang in a roaring hall.

"Unfortunately, it's time to say goodbye. I need a lot of Factor D to maintain this place and my actions."

This is where the world grows up.

It was easy to imagine that the resources allocated to it would be enormous if we were recording it as it changed instantaneously.

This is a very lonely place.

That said, he returned to the little girl with a solution.

"Where you tend a rose, my lads, A Thistle cannot grow."

Without the care of good things, bad things don't grow. When I thought I heard a verse like that, my sight seemed rainbow-colored.

When hearing, sight, and tactile are switched, mixed, and discrete sets are repeated, and they become one...

"What is this place?

--We stood in a familiar cave.

The cave looked familiar to me.

But it wasn't either that cave where Kimez was, or that cave in the eighteenth floor of the basement.

Beyond the road, a rounded creature was foolish, as if to affirm our idea.

"Senpai, this... looks like a floor."

I checked the time in a hurry. If the clock had been correct, it would still have been 27 days.

"You've been on the 31st floor, haven't you?

There you are.

"That's one layer in a flash?

"For Dantsuk-chan, is it about the transfer of the layer of tea?

"How dare you name me Demiurgos...."

"Dr. Tyler seemed to like Dantsk.

Next to me complaining that it would have been better if it had been on the 21st floor, Miyoshi seemed to be checking something on the tablet.

"So, Miyoshi. What are we going to do about it?"

"What do you mean, do you want to publish it?

Ah.

"That's impossible. Who believes that all the victims of the incident three years ago were quantum-level decomposed, investigated, and dungeons made with scanned knowledge?

Hmm.

"Nobody believes you just met Dr. Tyler in the dungeon. Don't mess with me, Misokururu. Don't mess with me."

"You were recording this because of you, right?

"Of course. But..."

Miyoshi pretended to shake the tablet.

"─ ─ It's not even showing up, right?"

Until we get through that hidden door, it's been properly recorded, but it hasn't been recorded since.

"Bring a third person through that door?

"Do you think that door is still there?

"... I don't think so."

If you think it's the same phenomenon as the museum, you'd better think it's still there.

The first tower is surrounded by team I. They must have looked into it in detail. I couldn't have missed the door knob, just because it was hidden in a jar.

"Don't you feel like it was somehow in our common consciousness or in the world of ideas?

"If so, is it natural that Arsulz can't come in, or can't record or record? What about Alsulz?

When I said that, four of them puffed out their faces.

Looks like he's okay. I punched Durtwin on the neck.

"I think we can aim for the 21st floor from now on, so why don't you just go back and compile the information? I don't have any footage so don't forget it. I feel like I've been filled with meaningful stories."

That's right.

Still, we decided to leave the dungeon and head to the office, feeling familiar with it.