Entering a Company From Another World!?

I think I'm doing something stupid.

No, did you think I'd try something stupid in this case?

Even with a bitter smile, I started swinging down the mine tree and slowly at first, but steadily the sword speed became faster and sharpened my senses.

It is not clear in the present situation whether this challenge will be wasted or rewarded.

But I have a clear memory of what I'm aiming for.

It reminds me of the rough work that the instructor had done before, breaking down the wall between the dungeon and the narrow part of the dungeon and destroying the dimensional wall.

Reason doesn't matter.

However, there was a phenomenon that sublimated my business.

I don't know what rationale the world and dimension consist of.

It's not that easy to think of a way out of a space that I can only describe with such an anomaly.

It was natural for me to try to do what I could.

"...... Shuhah"

Take a deep breath.

It began to calm down and slowly shake down the ore tree.

A technique fascinated by a teacher who came easily with a memorable laugh.

I would have made it easier from my point of view, but that rough work wouldn't be easy enough to think that I could do it myself.

I understand and understand it in my head.

I understand and understand that it is reckless.

Still, the perception that it wasn't impossible made me choose that option.

Honestly, I think the choice was a bet.

That's a bad bet.

I thought a few hours would be the limit if we were to attach the condition that it would be perfect, such as the time that can be used as it is.

Rather, I even thought it would be real after I was exhausted and couldn't think of anything extra.

It would be a reckless challenge not to say that it is impossible or imprudent to experience the business of outsiders in such a short time.

In fact, the weight I felt when shaking the ore tree was the same as usual, and I realized that it was only a matter of time before I was tired.

And I understood that my behavior was like pulling a spider thread across the horizon without cutting it.

But the perception was betrayed in a good direction.

At first, I wondered if my health condition was better than usual.

Because I wasn't tired more than usual, and I kept shaking it more often.

However, even though I keep shaking the mineral tree so well that it can't be cleaned up, I realize that it is strange that I am not tired at all.

That's why I can't waste my time, so I keep shaking without stopping.

Maybe because the status has risen again, there is still room, and I thought it might be possible to keep swinging like this.

Hmm?

However, that excuse may have reached its limit about an hour later.

How long have you been shaking the ore tree?

I think I've been shaking it for about three hours.

"This is crazy, this is finally crazy."

And yet I'm not tired at all.

Yes, not even a tiny bit.

Does not lose any health.

I don't feel tired.

Normally, the muscles of the arm are tense, the grip decreases, and it must be hard to shake down beautifully like this.

What's wrong with this?

Runners, don't pretend to be high. Hi?

A hybrid language of Japanese and English was born, and a question mark appeared on the head, but the body continued to shake without stopping moving.

I kept swinging because it was a waste of time to stop it, but the smell finally got worse.

And the question was accumulating more and more.

Tiredness never comes after the time of my predictions.

On the contrary, I'm not hungry.

Focus is disturbed, but that doesn't stop your body from moving.

I think it was abnormal, and it didn't take much time to judge the event without stopping my arm.

Then I began to study, and over time, the study increased the information and gradually made me understand the current situation.

As it stands, I'm not tired. No, more precisely, I suppose my body is fixed at the stage of being imprisoned in this world.

Otherwise, there is no constant HP (hit point) MAX condition that prevents hunger or fatigue.

I don't think I even get injured, but I have to do self-harm to confirm it, so I can't even verify it and put it behind me.

In the meantime, if it is a space in which the Spirit has removed the limitation, I understand that it is a situation where there is no real limitation time.

Hmph!

Focus on the masturbation again.

I don't know the purpose of the Spirit, but I somehow figured out how to let this trial go.

I honestly don't like the technique of telling people to get out of their way by waiting to frustrate without holding hands.

But sweet.

I've had enough of my life as a therapist to build up a mass of rebellious spirits.

I have the pride of not losing to anyone if I am willing to defy reason.

I can see the snail and the mouth catching up.

It is convenient if there is no time limit.

From here on out, it's a comparison.

Should I frustrate you first, or should I rip the world apart first?

From there, it was a battle about exactly how much concentration we could have.

But I didn't feel surprised to lose.

Focus enough to kick the concept of time out of your body at first, then stretch your magic around your nerves from your toes to the tip of your sword.

Shake down the ore tree and steadily recommend preparations to cut something you can't see.

I can't feel anything after shaking it once.

I can't feel anything after shaking it 10 times.

When I shake it a hundred times, it feels a little faster than before.

I feel even sharper after shaking a thousand times.

Simply repeat the trial and error and keep polishing your movements.

The body is always looking for the best movement, and the eyes are always facing forward, only thinking about slicing the space ahead of the line of sight.

Shake off the clutter that you can't cut it, and instead of assuming that you can cut it, decide to be prepared to cut it.

After shaking 10,000 times, I began to see a stagnation in the speed of shaking down.

After shaking a hundred thousand times, I began to see a lot of confusion in the process of shaking down.

After shaking a million times, the movement of shaking down began to become stiff.

Though the focus is on concentration, the idea of how to sublimate the act of cutting is also moving at a high speed.

Over and over again, my reason has tried to put a stop to this behavior in the current state of inconclusive results.

Is this really okay?

Does it make any sense to do such a thing?

I wonder if this behavior itself is wrong.

Think like a boss who can't reprimand an unproductive subordinate.

I will not shake it off.

The thought itself is not a mistake, but rather a thought that eliminates waste in getting to the receiving end.

And that thought should have the effect of dulling my movement, but since emotions push and move my body more than such reason, my body's movement will not be dull.

Rather, the extra weight was eliminated thanks to the avoidance of waste, but it accelerated gradually.

After shaking for tens of millions of times, there was no extra force.

If I shake it a hundred million times, I can make a powerful difference in waste.

After shaking a billion times, I was able to review that there was still an immature part of my blade.

I can still sharpen my face.

Gradually, the goal is to tear the world apart, and it begins to shift to the goal of bringing this blade to the top.

No, if it's just this moment, it's the moment that changed.

The act of tearing the world apart became a process from the point of arrival, and I shook the ore tree in search of a supreme wave.

It may be because of my mind if I shake it 10 billion times, but I felt like something was touching my neck.

I repeated the trial and error of feeling or not feeling something at the tip while shaking a hundred billion times.

I was convinced that if I grasped this feeling, something would evolve in me.

The sense of exhilaration given by that conviction was unspeakably pleasant.

I think the act of being lost is useless, so I want to shake it down quickly.

With each wave, you can see that the sword blacksmith is forged as if he were once swinging the hammer down into a heated sword.

It is not strange to be told that it is a little because of my mind.

Even if it was an accomplishment that would disappear quickly if it was skipped, it became clear that it would pile up if it continued to shake.

It's been told that I can somehow understand digits even though I haven't counted them from the beginning, and something is blurring from the beginning.

I think I can see the realm of the summit that needs to be reached now.

That way, you'll be worried about the view further ahead.

Even though I'm shaking my heart out, I can't hide my excitement in my dagger that gets polished.

I don't know how many times I shook it anymore.

Only that excitement began to occupy my mind.

And finally.

"Huh?! Ka!

I laugh.

He was running, hiding, watching from afar.

No, something I couldn't reach made me reach.

I felt that feeling from the tip of my head.

It's supposed to be the same gesture, but everything feels different at first.

I don't have a response, but I feel a response that is cut.

Cut into something thick and thin, and cut into something hard and soft.

I don't have to tell myself to hurry, but I think I showed the best concentration I've ever had at this moment.

Light plunges into the white world.

The light increases its shine every time I shake it down.

Small cuts can cause large cracks.

The crack eventually transforms into a path that allows one person to pass through.

Oh, it's fun.

And I'm sorry.

The end will definitely come when you want to polish yourself more in this space.

Your body's heat, which has stopped to promote loneliness, is getting cold.

If I had to, my reason for returning to me would jump into that gap and rush my body.

Though I think I'm not tired, I'm entering the gap with the feeling of disobedience that it's not enough while remembering my sense of accomplishment.

"Hey, you kept me waiting."

Diving into a different world, not the white world or the original world.

It was there.

I can be sure.

I didn't even talk about it, but I understood.

"Are you the Spirit Valus?

He looked up and sat on a huge white snake whispering in a rough tone due to the afterglow of excitement.

One word today.

There is a possibility that you can do it yourself if someone can do it.