I Said Make My Abilities Average!

What causes that ridiculous amount of water?

Adele, who fell asleep in bed, thought.

What is the reason you can anticipate, given the explanation of the magic you have heard from God and the 'common sense in this world' you have learned in this world?

For one thing, my magic… the truth is that the radiation intensity and durability of thought waves… is huge.

... but my magic is supposed to be an 'average'.

Two, I have a very strong image and good magic expression efficiency.

... this possibility. It's the effect of modern knowledge.

But efficiency alone is that power? A little hard to think about.

Mitsu, some other factor.

Did you do anything unusual then? Besides the spell chant......

Ah.

(Nice to meet you, Mr. Nanomachine!

Sure, I shrugged like that in my heart.

No way, the nanomachine responded to that?

Such an idiot......, no, a nanomachine built by something like God, something as existential as claiming to be, would be a performance that is not comparable to what was being studied on Earth for medical purposes. For example, it's not surprising that every one of them has the ability to act like artificial intelligence. It is not just possible for single-function machines, such as receiving people's thoughts and embodying them.

What if we were asked to carry out a normal wave of spell ideas that we didn't order from anyone, judging it to be a request to ourselves?

... Possible.

But we don't have time to check.

You can't try the magic of running wild in a place like this, and it's unnatural for pre-school people to rent a training ground. Besides, I have eyes.

"Oh, I wish I could ask the nanomachine directly..."

"If you have any questions, I will answer them."

"Ghaaaa!

Suddenly surprised by a whispered voice in her ear, Adele hit her head hard against the wall with a glaring bounce.

Guh, and Adele nodding with her head on the bed.

"If you have any questions, I will answer them."

Pursuit of the Mysterious Voice!

But when it comes to those who return this word on this occasion, there is only an array.

Adele noticed it and spoke in horror.

"Nanomachine......,?

'Yes, that's what the Creator called it'

Even on Earth, it only takes a few decades for a computer the size of a building to be one-handed. And the development of nanomachines was already underway.

Then thinking about it, I can't imagine how powerful a nanomachine is that creates enough existence to name God to exist long before mankind occurs.

However, Adele also found out that it must be as easy as giving answers to humans. I don't know if that's just returning the word as programmed or if it's really personalized and willing.

Surprisingly, he had a great chance to know what he wanted to know and Adele asked in momentum.

"I'd like to know why my magic has become so powerful..."

'Please wait...'

I just waited a few seconds and the nanomachine answered.

'As a result of the data inquiry, your last magic exercise clearly indicated that it was an instruction to the nanomachine, so it was more effective than usual'

Again, Adele was relieved to find out what caused it.

"So, how much effect did it amplify?

"It's about 3.27x."

"Huh..."

That was an obviously too small multiplier for that phenomenon.

"So why was it so unusually powerful compared to the magical power of a normal, common ten-year-old?

'That's just because your ideological wave output was powerful and the image of the phenomenon clear and specific. Especially since the ideological wave output is about half of the ancient dragon species with the strongest output in this world.'

Uh, and Adele doubted her ears.

"Um, what, half of what, because?

"Your, ideological wave output, but of the ancient dragon species, about half,"

A nanomachine that deliberately answers separately.

"To, compared to humans?

It's about 6800 times the average for a man with magic power.

Hiccup.

Adele stuck herself in bed.

After a while, Adele finally came back to life and asked the nanomachine a lot of questions.

I didn't ask God in much detail because he normally learns about magic, except when this happens. If you do poorly, it causes catastrophe, so you have to listen and understand the situation properly.

'… so what man calls the strength of magic is a combination of the intensity of the waves of thought that man can radiate, their persistence and their clarity. By analogy, it's like the size of the voice, the endurance until the voice is heard, the clarity of the voice, etc. The clarity of the image becomes a classification, not of the strength of magic, but of the technology it uses. It's not a congenital thing, but a technique cultivated by training.'

"So, I'm all jumping through that, and... I can only be convinced that the clarity of the image is due to contemporary knowledge, but why else..., ah!

I get it.

Words said by nanomachines.

"Thought wave output is about half of the world's strongest output, the ancient dragon species,"

… which means that in this world, just in the middle between the Zero Magic and the Greatest Magic.

Just in the middle, average of maximum and minimum values.

Cancer, cancer!

I punched my head against the wall.

"You're not! That's not true! Defining averages, you wouldn't be!! I want to live as a normal girl!"

Again, it wasn't even the median.

Was it troublesome to examine and calculate figures for all things, or is that what 'average' is for gods dealing with huge numbers that humans can't even imagine?

Or are you concerned about the safety of the nautical miles and 'did it on purpose' as a service......

After a while of settling down, Adele continued to gather information.

"Until now, no one has questioned Mr. Nanomachine?

'First of all, few people know about our existence and speak directly to us. Furthermore, even when spoken to, no one with authority below level 3 is allowed to answer.'

"Authority?

'It's an authority that can use us. Including humans, normal organisms have initial levels set to 1, with some being level 2 and occasionally level 3 in paleodragons. In the past some have reached level 3 in humans, but it is very rare.

The human reached level three just before he died of old age, but he thought of us as the Spirit who conducts magic, and no one who heard the story seemed to fit in.

Our figure was stimulating the person's retina so that the signal could reach the brain directly, and the voice was vibrating the tympanic membrane directly to convey it... '

"Well, then, that's..."

'Yes, other humans seemed to think it was hallucinations, hallucinations. You're supposed to look like a strange person talking alone right now.'

"Hi-no!

'It's okay. The rooms next to each other are still deserted.'

A nanomachine taught Adele to look at the left and right walls in a hurry.

'If you wish, it is also possible to vibrate the air so that others can hear it, or refract the light to reflect a provisional appearance…'

"No, for now, no..."

I am a normal girl, I have nothing to do with the Spirit.

This is the only time I'm going to ask a lot of questions, and unless there's anything I can do, I'm not going to call it in.

That's what Adele was thinking.

"Oh, speaking of which, the fact that you answered my question means I'm level three?

"The highest authority, the creator, is level 10, and you are level 5."

(Yes, yes, in the middle of 0 and 10, the average. I thought you would)

"And what do you mean, forbidden?

"Unlimited growth of bacteria and viruses, fission and fusion, radiation, and other things about our existence may be subject to magic activation."

"Oh, you mean... It's obvious, right?"

It was Adele who continued to ask questions for some time afterwards, but then there was a great harvest.

Item Box. I asked if there was any magic in a different dimensional hangar where there was no time lapse and no degradation would progress, and said that there were a number of different dimensional worlds in countless that were crushed by space-time continuums, where there was no concept of time itself. Holes in the dimension that lead there and stuff in would be a substitute for item boxes and stuff, and so on. Because it is an original interdimensional space, it does not require energy to maintain it. Mr. Nanomachine will do the entry and exit.

Some sorcerer seems to be able to use the magic called 'storage', which is appreciated by the fact that the internal time passes and the capacity is limited but treasured, making it look like it can also be used in public. Of course, I intend to use "storage" as well as pseudo-item boxes.

Adele thanked the nanomachine after hearing the whole story, including tips on making the magical output look like a normal human being.

"Thanks for everything. Now I think I can manage to do it as a normal girl."

"Normal...... girl, is it?

Adele swelled her cheeks a lot to the words of the nanomachine that said anything.

"I, as a normal girl, live normally and get normal happiness!

"... I wish you a good fight"

After finishing his conversation with the nanomachine, Adele took a breather and realized she was curious.

I had never felt anything unusual before, but something suddenly raised my anxiety.

I wish I had a coin, but I have no hatred.

I searched for something hard, but only the metal handle in the closet caught my eye. I had no choice but to pick it with my fingers and put some effort into it...

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Yeah, just half as powerful as an ancient dragon, huh?

You're kidding me!