Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

Charstena was still turning out to be a cheat, and the next day, I was coming into the mountains. The purpose of collecting materials for fishing rods is not today. I was curious about the cobblestone I found the other day. I wondered if that wasn't part of the ruins.

And I embarked on an investigation that there must be something else if it's part of the ruins.

Quickly, use space exploration to search for ruins, but nothing hits you. This means you can't search.

Perhaps ruins made of large stones, just like cobblestones, do not hit with this search name. Even with fragmented rocks, they may be perceived. It was originally made by cutting out and processing things that were natural in the first place. Materially, it's no different.

It's also lame to tell them apart into skills.

I give up finding it easily in my spatial search, use my legs and start a plain investigation. I knew I couldn't explore the space. Probably can't, but for once... I did it. I'm not discouraged.

Besides, I know where it's open in space, so I can go around it. It's more efficient than having no clue.

It took me about an hour to go around 5 open places. But I couldn't find a ruin building or anything like that. Instead, cobblestones could be found. After all, there seems to be no doubt that people once lived on this island.

After finding the cobblestone in the fifth place, I decided to go back. Because it's time to feed them.

After that, we'll play at sea, so I'll see you tomorrow for the investigation.

It's been a week.

Since then he has played in the sea like every day, and at night he has become the devil and thrown Gilk into hell. Gilk is currently clearing hell. Soon, we'll be in heaven. It's unclear at the moment if that's really going to be heaven...

It's my day off. For a week, I made it a day off that I would be getting tired because I kept playing at sea. Gilk has already embarked on hell, regardless of my concern. He's going to clear it today.

After all, the prince is honest with porn. Yeah, and when it's open, they can't stop the women from being strong either. Instead, I wonder if a prince would be okay, the beginning and end of showing up until the balls aim.

Japan will adorn one side of the newspaper as a perverted teacher. They will also acquiesce here because he is a prince. As much as I envy you. I'm too scared to imitate my mother.

Meanwhile, three other members, Charstena, Lislit and Lycood, have been training since the morning. Looks like this one has nothing to do with the rest of the day.

Anna and Gordo are going somewhere together again. Shouldn't it be just before the cage already?

Haku doesn't know. I wasn't there when I realized. I guess I went somewhere to play alone again.

That's why I was alone in the mountains again to investigate the ruins.

I've been investigating with Chimatima for the past week, but I haven't made any progress. Every day, when I find cobblestones, it's not the same, is it? You came here before, and you repeated that.

A rest day that came suddenly to such a place. Well, I made it my day off...

Anyway, there's no way you're not taking advantage of that rest day.

Until now, it's the next day, and how far did you go?, and the investigation didn't go very far, but I'll take a day today, and I'll turn it all around. I mean, I came here with the desire to explore the ruins.

First, I thought I'd crush it from the edge in turn, heading to the point furthest from where I am now. Some points on the road were finally crushed and marked. A landmark is something that is caught in a spatial search and not found in this mountain. And it would have been better if there had been more.

For this reason, several torn trousers were further chopped because of dragonization, and left to be suppressed with stone. Now I can search the cloth. If you match that with the point, you'll know where you've already been.

I wish I had done it from the beginning, I go to the next point with some regret.

The chisel was placed, and the chisel was placed repeatedly, and if you noticed it, you were surrounded by about half a point. But I can't find my destiny. Looks like it's not going to be that easy. Maybe it's already collapsed.

Such an idea passed my mind for a moment, but I went on to revisit my mind and investigate to try to get around to the end.

That's how you keep going around silently for 3 hours. Thousands of chopped pants are almost gone, and when it was time to add a damaging pair of jeans to the pants I'm wearing now, I finished all the points around.

"No. I wonder if it all collapsed already."

While slightly discouraged, he gave a voice to confirm the status quo.

What shall we do?

It's still past noon when I give up and go home. I have nothing to do. Then you might still want to keep investigating.

That's what I was going to do today. I can't help rescheduling now.

I think so and decide to continue the investigation.

Well, when that happens, we have to change this method of investigation.

In the meantime, shall we also write about the distribution of points on the ground?

I write down the shape of the island and the points I find where it is a little further with branches. Artists do a good job at times like this. I don't mean art, but I got a pretty easy map.

Take a little far-sighted view of the map you made. Write it down like this, and you'll see how weak space is. It may not be as weak as it is, but it is still easier to map it.

I can't feel everything at once when the space is so vast. No, I can, but I have too much information to keep up with my brain. As I get more intelligent, I'm becoming more and more capable of processing, but the range of space expands faster than that. For this reason, I have to change the scope of my attention slightly and feel it.

But I don't know the whole picture that way. That's why I wrote it down. This way the whole picture is well understood when made into a map.

But maybe it's time to stop focusing on expanding the space. It's big enough already.

And if you can't keep up with the processing, there's not much point in spreading it. Maybe it fits once I try stopping.

With that in mind, I've been looking at the map for a while, and I know that I didn't know it when I was looking at it in pieces.

"In the woods now, no, in the mountains, there used to be a city...?

State the guesses you felt when you looked at the map.

One point at a time is fragmentation, but it appears to be spreading in an overall circular fashion around the centre of the island, or mountains. That was something I recognized somewhere. Was it indeed the name of a radiated concentric city?

This way of spreading looks just like that. And that is also one of the characteristics of the city in this world.

The city spreads around the Royal Castle and the Lords' Mansion in such a way that it is often found in the cities of this world, as is the case with the King's Capital and Gabardi. Perhaps this is because there are demons and other threats in the world, I believe.

Ordinaries without the power to fight demons gather to kings, lords, and powerful men. And I want you to protect me. No, because we have the power to protect people, kings and lords are qualified to stand above people.

Had it not been for power, it would not have been made as a nation. No matter how bad it is, the country needs strength.

So it is believed that in the heart of this island was the home of a man of power, or of a group of men of power. I guess what I've found so far is the path of that city.

Then I feel like it would be a good idea to look into the center of the mountain. That's most likely where the ruins remain.

But here's the problem. Problem is, the center is at the top of the mountain, and we already know there was nothing there.

I mean, there's no ruins at the center. On boulders, you wouldn't put anything up on a slope with a fairly tight slope.

Mostly, why did you build a city around such a chopped mountain?

Wouldn't it be better to make it somewhere flatter?

Just because it's an island, maybe until then...

No, was this an island in the first place?

Earth wouldn't have separated the islands from the continent while humans were alive, but this is a different world. I don't even know what it's like to have an island.

Probably similar, but there's one thing in this world that can't be Earth.

Magic.

More importantly, so are skills and magic, but now let's think magically.

With magic, we're going to be able to sink the land around us into the sea. Even I would be able to do it if I took the time. Then if a monster class like my father did it, it would be easy.

Well, I don't care about that now.

The important thing is that there is nothing at the center. No, you mean there are no ruins? I don't know what to say instead, but there are mountains.

A mountain-centric city... was it a mining city?

Then it's not strange that it's spreading around the mountains. I mean, maybe there's a place to go into the mine...

"A cave..."

What you should look for is a cave. If there was a mine entrance left, it would be like that now. If the mountains were crumbling and buried, I'd give up. There's nothing else...

I scanned the mountains in space to the foot, mainly at the top of the mountain. Then, it was easy to capture the reaction.

"... there was"

In the middle of the mountain, I found enough holes there for every person to get through. I feel small for a pit, but over the years, I thought the walls might have collapsed and buried.

Then, with a little excitement, we head to the entrance to the cave we just found.

"Here. Pretty dark...... right. There's no light."

Make a light with light magic, move it forward, and go inside. Thanks to skills such as dark vision, eyes are visible even in the dark, but lights are easier to see.

If you're in battle, you'll stay put, but now you're not fighting, so I made the lights.

When it comes to ruins, it's a trap. I don't know if this is a ruin or not, but you better have a good eye. I step firmly on the ground and stay vigilant, slowly moving to the back.

The rock proceeded through the stripped cave unchanged for about 10 minutes. Then I plugged it to the end. It's not like the rock blocked the front. The ground ahead disappeared like a cliff. It was like a pit, with a big hole.

Take a peek and you won't see it down there. I can't even see the end of the hole.

It was as if there was a big hole in the center of the mountain.

"That's pretty deep. Do you want to come down?"

When I squealed like that, I threw myself out without hesitation. He fell downstairs, killing momentum with wind magic.

And when I quietly went down to the ground, I looked around.

"Cobblestone? What... is this the ruin...?

Slightly poking his feet at the ground where he stepped down, making sure it was cobblestone, and squeaking as he looked at the dark front.

Wasn't this a pit...

You know, having cobblestones here means this was part of the city, right? But why is that covered in mountains?

With all that doubt, I move through the darkness.

"You have a building left here."

Walk on the cobblestones of a city where no one else is, looking at the buildings around you lit up by the lights.

Sounds like a private house. Is the building a stone? Looks sturdier than the King's Capital building today... but was it quite a big city back in the day?

I couldn't hear anything but my footsteps, ignoring the building that was about to collapse and walking on cobblestones without going inside.

There won't be much left in the private house. If you're going to look into it, I'd like to look into a pretty big building.

"There was. That's the heart of the city."

I found the ruins of a large building on foot for about 15 minutes straight. That would be the heart of this city. Over there, I think I know what the ruins are.

"Sorry to bother you."

I was scared when I heard back, but I usually stepped inside because I didn't. Was the door made of wood or rotted and had already lost its shape, making it an open front door.

In the meantime, I went into the room as soon as I got in. I don't know what I know about exploring the ruins, so I'm going to look it up from where I see it.

The room I entered was quite large. A metal kitchen lined the walls, with a wooden table in the middle. The tree table seemed already rotten and collapsed after just a few touches.

"A metal kitchen? You've never even seen it in Wang Du. Is it in the royal castle?

Looks like it was at least at a level where it could be metalworked.

After that, I went around all the rooms on the ground floor, but most of them were rotten or broken, leaving no prototype behind.

Going upstairs, there was now only one large hallway and one large room at a time. Behind that room there was one chair somewhere a little taller.

This chair was made of gems and gold and looked very uncomfortable to sit in. Sounds painful. I may have used to keep it in a duvet, but now I don't have anything like it.

"This place is between kings... keep your eyes open."

I divulge that feeling and then climb further up. The chair was properly retrieved. Because it's going to sell high. Let's even sell it to Gilk. The king may want it.

"What is this place...?

I went up to the third floor, and the moment I entered a room, I couldn't help but hear the discomfort in that room.

Previously, the room could not stand the years, and most of the objects had lost their shape. The walls of the room were all broken down. There were still metal objects like the chair earlier, but the dirt was still noticeable.

But what we have here, instead of dirt, we don't see any dust.

The walls were made of completely different materials so much that I wanted to say what the stone construction had been.

Cancún

"Not metal?

A light slap on the wall gave me a different feel than metal. What is this? Not even stone, huh?

Gassa.

"Who is it?"

I suddenly heard a noise from behind and turned to my surprise.

"Speech recognition... non-conformity. Visitors and perceptions… '

Turning around, there was a human-shaped "something”. You look like a woman, you have swelling in your chest. You look like a completely human woman. But the glowing eyes and mechanical voices that can see clearly even in the dark clearly tell us that they are not people.

I don't loosen my guard and stare at the “something” in front of me. It's up to this guy to move.

"Welcome, visitor. To the Lost Capital '

"... you... won't get rid of me...?

Welcome and I asked if I would be hostile if I was going to be able to have a conversation with "something“ that said welcome words. Probably not from how it feels right now, but I heard it just in case.

'No. I have no power to fight. My mission is to show visitors around the city. I don't mean to be hostile.'

"... one thing okay?

I decided to take my guard off and have a conversation first.

"What is it?

"What are you?

"I am an artificial life form called Automata."

artificial life form

You had the skill to make such a thing. ⁉

I was stunned. I thought it was the same level of civilization as it is now because it was stone built before, but apparently it was pretty much up there.

"Are you living here alone?

'Cause that's the mission you've been given.'

"Oh well... how many years has this been a ruin?

"About 5,000 years ago, this city was abandoned."

Five thousand years... a long time...

Say the mission you were given, but you're a little pathetic. I don't know if you have a heart, but I think it's hard.

"Why is that?

"Five thousand years ago, there was a war between evil gods and humanity. The human army joined forces in one place to fight the Evil Gods. At that time, the city was hidden by the brave so that it could not be attacked by evil gods. At first, I was given a mission aimed at maintaining this capital. But the human army, which was devastated after the war, came together as a single nation, and this capital was to be abandoned. And I was given the mission to guide new visitors to the city. '

Another evil god...

There's only one god at war, isn't there? Didn't the other gods do anything?

He says he's collecting and sealing the crystals of the Evil God for it, and was the Evil God stronger than the other gods?

Even so, brave men suck. You covered this big mountain and hid one of the cities, didn't you? How magical was it?

A stronger evil god than that...

On second thought, you're stronger than that demon king. Probably far. Is he the kind of guy my dad might not win...

You know exactly why Dragon God was panicking. How powerful is one crystal of the Evil God?

I don't know, but I'm sure someone will. And its mightiness...

"Does Mr. Automata have a name?

'Yes. I have given you a name over the brave. My name is Seatella.'

"It's amazing to be named after a brave man. Is Mr. Sheetera here all the time?

I thought I'd ask Ms. Sheetera if she'd leave. Because I thought it would be hard to be alone in such a dark place. If he wants, I'll take care of him.

'I don't know that. There are two missions that I have undertaken. One is a guide to visitors. The other is to communicate the information of the Evil God to future generations when the Evil God is resurrected. You are allowed to go out in this case'

"I mean, you don't have to go outside for anything else...?

'Yes, because that is the master's will'

As always, the voice is mechanical and sounds pale, but it has been conveyed that it is unwilling to answer.

"... well. If that's what Mr. Seatella says, I can't help it."

I can't force him out. If it's an automata in my mind, the master's orders are absolute. Unless it's an emotion there, you can't go against it. So if Mr. Sheetera has a heart, he can defy it.

But I didn't know if I had a heart in my current response, but I could confirm that I wasn't willing to leave. Then it would be useless for me to say anything. Because he doesn't want to leave in person.

"Well, Mr. Seatella, can I show you around?

'Yes, but when I say guidance, it is only here and the throne that has so far left its form at the time. For this reason, we will guide you only to these two.'

Is that the throne? Is that the one I stole?

... Let's give it back. He's going to be pissed off if he finds out he took it.

"Mr. Sheetera? Um, I hope you don't get mad at me... its the throne, you mean I picked it up or I stole it... I didn't think anyone was there. Forgive me for returning it. I'm sorry."

'No problem. If you don't mind giving up what you have here to your visitors, the master will take care of it. Please keep it with you'

"Huh? Are you sure? Then I won't hesitate to have it."

I'll take it if you want. It seems expensive. I used it quite a bit on this trip. I want to sell it and make it gold...

'Now, let me show you the rest. Please wait a moment.'

"Oh, yes."

Mr. Sheetera walked up to the wall and started doing something. Something sounds like pushing a button on a machine, and after a while, the lights light up the room.

'Play the message left by the master more than this. Look at the center.'

With that said, Sheetera changes her body's orientation to the wall again and starts manipulating something.

I was looking at the center, like I was told.

Was there video technology, too? Is there too much difference with the building?

With that in mind, a large ball of light appeared in the center. And the colour appeared in its balls, and the figure of man.

'Nice to meet you, future child. I'm Krakberg. A genius magician. "

It was the young man who emerged dignified himself as a genius. Would he be over 20? You don't look old enough. But that confident expression conveys a style that I don't think is youth.

"Future child. I don't even know why you came here, genius, but to the extent that you find this hidden city, you seem brilliant. '

"... who is this guy?

"I'm the master. He's a genius magician who made me and recognized me for making this video recording device."

Other than that, can I admit it myself?

You must be a great guy, but you look so great. But if you're from 5,000 years ago, you're pretty old from me? It is. Shall I listen to you here?

'Well, it's time to get down to business. Why, genius, did I leave this footage...'

"Do you feel like you have to wear a genius all the time? This guy..."

"I'm the master."

Mr. Sheetera seems to be tolerant of this genius loving bastard. Is it because you're a master?

Isn't that why you've grown, this guy?

'Actually, the brave asked me to. Because the brave man will provide the research materials. I had no choice but to make a recording like this. "

"That's strange. I'm losing my temper."

"Because I'm a master."

Mr. Sheetera pushes because he's a master, but he's not. I'm simply used to this guy. So, this guy's just a genius, and he's like the only one interested in research, right?

In that case, I think I can handle it with a sense of tolerance.

"The demand of the brave is to convey the threat of evil gods to future generations. Today we are in the biggest crisis since the creation of the world. The world has never seen a monster overflowing, turning it into a monster even to people. We named this a demon and a demon."

Are we talking serious all of a sudden? I feel the tone of my voice is dropping, and I think I should listen seriously, too.

'This is all an evil god threat. For that reason, we have decided to strike the Evil God. We are going to gather the elites of all nations and kill the evil gods. Already, 50 countries disappeared with people. Just hold your hand like this, there is only doom. So we decided to turn to offense. But let's be honest. Probably not possible. If it's possible, brave men and gods, but in my view, genius, we can't kill evil gods. "

He said there was no winning... the evil gods were defeated, right?

Besides, you're not only brave, you're even God and you don't have a winning eye? Who the hell is Evil God...

"This is a genius. Not only am I, but God also takes the same view. But that's why the world will perish as it is. So I knitted out one way with a genius, me and God. It's a way to use the Genesis God system. '

You said Dragon God, too. About the system created by the Genesis God. And the evil gods interfered and created the demons. This genius and God used it? So you defeated the Evil God?

"The Evil God is God. God has a protective distribution system. Only 20% of God's power is originally distributed evenly through that system, but this time makes it 10%. And its protection is not demons or demons, but pours them all into the brave. And what do you think will happen? Well, ordinary people don't know. '

I almost shot a demon bomb into the recording device, but I managed to stop it with reason.

I want to go in the past and hit this guy.

"We assimilate. The soul is synthesized. In other words, evil gods and brave men share one soul. Perhaps the flesh will dwell on the brave things it has taken in."

"Duh, assimilation...?

Angrily enough, ordinary people, I was dying to keep up with annoying geniuses.

Aren't you going to be a slave if you get too much protection?

That's assimilation when it comes to 10%... I don't know what that means.

"You, mortal, will not understand. But don't worry. There's no other way for anyone but me to understand. 'Cause I'm the only genius.'

"Explain it to me."

I couldn't help but scream, even though I knew I wasn't hearing. This genius bastard is a genius that pisses people off.

"Though some evil gods, it takes time to take over the souls of the brave. That's the last chance we have left. Temporarily a brave man suppresses the evil god and causes his soul and flesh to separate into its crevices. And tear apart souls that have lost the protection of their flesh. I'll do whatever it takes, genius."

"Torn my soul..."

I can't keep up anymore.

I stopped thinking. Just remember the rest and go home. Normal people can't do it anymore.

I was defeated by a genius.

"Now, when that happens, the fragments of the parted soul will remain in the world. Though the soul alone does not seem to be a direct threat, it can be an indirect threat. Perhaps it is possible to grant protection. If the protection of all the crystals were gathered in one flesh, the soul would be synthesized again and the Evil God would be resurrected. It also takes in the power of the brave, and the evil god who gained even more powerful power. '

…………

Do I have that crystal...?

I seriously don't like it...... can someone get a storage space...?

"Even each and every shard of the soul has the potential to take a ride on the flesh. After we have torn our souls apart, we are going to recover them and seal them strictly, but we do not yet know what will happen. It is also my first attempt at genius, such as the partition of my soul. It's hard to fail, but I can't predict how it will fall apart."

If you're a genius, think there too, you idiot! Because of you, I have to have something so dangerous!

"So, genius, I thought. I wish I could leave him to the future. '

"Bullshit, you bastard. Don't leave that stuff to us."

Let's finish this ourselves. Don't leave any troublesome stuff behind. It hasn't come back for 5,000 years.

'Come on, now you know. You, mortal, are a genius. You must retrieve and seal the shards I left behind.'

"Who's gonna do it? No, I'm already doing it... Never again."

I put my anger on it.

There's still a threat to the world, so please, I might have done it if they told me that in a targeted way, right?

But I don't want to hear this angry guy say anything. When I hear it, I get unnecessarily angry.

'That concludes the conversation about the Evil God threat. But genius, there's still room for the recording device I built. I'm the boulder. Even this level of performance is incomparable with ordinary people. Now that I have time left, let me tell you how brilliant and admired I am by ordinary people who want to be a genius to you in the future. For starters, when I was 2...'

"Mr. Sheetera, stop. Right now."

"Yes."

Hi. I was about to start talking about only frustration now, so I asked Mr. Sheetera to stop the footage. You won't have to look at it anymore. Or will you see it again?

I don't want to worship this face anymore.

"Thank you, Mr. Sheetera. I'm not watching any more footage, so turn it off."

"Okay."

Mr. Sheetera pounded the button on the wall and erased the footage.

Ugh, that angry side finally disappeared. That's a relief.

"Visitors. This concludes the guide, what do you want to do?

"Hmm. There's nothing else left, is there?

'Yes. Most of the things that were the Lord and precious things were recovered, and the rest of them decayed due to weathering. There is no other place to show you the current situation.'

"Well, let's go home. Why don't you come with me, Mr. Seatella?

I asked Ms. Sheetera out. I gave up earlier, but because I listened and felt I might be able to get her out.

'I'm sorry. I have a mission to guide visitors.'

"Yeah. So, without that guidance, Mr. Seatella will be free, right?

"Yes, but as long as I have this recording device, I have to stay here."

Yes, it is this recording device left by the genius bastard that binds her here. Even without this, she should be free.

"Mr. Sheetera. Just to be sure, I can take everything you have here, right?

"Yes. No problem."

"Then I'll have the recording device I have here, and then you, Mr. Seatella, too. Then the mission's gone, and you don't have a problem getting out there, do you?

"It's... certainly not a problem... but the recording device is not something you can carry..."

Certainly the recording device is not something you can carry. Everything in this room is a recording device. But it's none of my business. Because if you store every room, there's no problem.

Plus, I hit another hand. It's like taking the back of a word, but if I had given Ms. Sheetera herself, she would have had no problem abandoning her mission.

"Mr. Sheetera, will you step outside?

"Yes, I accept."

"All right, storage"

Following Mr. Sheetera, I also used storage space outside to store every room. And turn to Mr. Sheetera.

"Now you don't have anything to tie Mr. Seatella to, do you? You're free in the outside world now, aren't you?

'... Yes!

Mechanical voice. But I felt like the voice was filled with joy.

I felt that the two lights that lit the dark world glowed brighter.

This is the first time in this moment that an artificial life form called Automata has been inhabited by my mind. It's a tiny little, shark-like soul. It is a story yet to come that the shard will become dwelling as a true soul.