I Said Make My Abilities Average!

(So this ruin...)

[Yes, something that was already completely out of function is something that was very recently reactivated by Scavenger. Especially since most of the machinery and equipment were rust (rust) chunks and there would have been nothing to use, it would have been almost rebuilt from scratch. We still have all the locally produced scavengers and defensive golems, and we haven't been able to repair the site itself. Looks like we're at the stage of building a machine for restoration activities right now]

(Mmmm...)

[And I heard you noticed about Mile-like from Mile-like appearances, voiceprints, etc., so it seems to depend on whether you checked the biological pattern, confirmed it as "Administrator", and rushed to show you here. And if you give me any instructions, I think you want to]

(So, yeah, the scavengers who are acting on the orders I gave them then are here to replicate themselves, so they're all taking over that instruction! That's why he's taking care not to harm human species and subhumans as much as possible. Retain to the extent of repelling intruders......)

The truth is, I instructed him to think he could fight a little more aggressively if he was to protect the ruins, but he probably still has room for defense, so he remains a sweet response. If this could be hunted down more, maybe we'd be serious. Using the defense mechanism we built by then......

(So, the current situation is that a golem suddenly occurs in a place where the golem was not inhabited, I don't know if you know the relationship between the ruins and the golem, but I wonder if it happened to be a bowl with the people who tried to investigate the ruins, or if it was a re-investigation because the golem was confirmed even though it was supposed to be a 'dead ruin'...)

"...... L! Miles!

"Ah..."

It's the mile that Lena and the others were conversing with the nanomachine while they were stunned at the work site, but it seems that at some point Lena and the others returned it to me.

"You're too surprised."

You think Miles was stunned and rigid by the sight in front of him, too, Lena says that, but that's not impossible either. This was completely different from where the small golem was last seen.

The last one, if you say so, was' a small town factory with a few employees'. Several employees are repairing the mechanical products on the table… But what is now spreading in front of the Miles was not such a small one, but a larger one.

A large factory, not so much, but somewhat wide, with more than 60 scavengers making some somewhat larger cylindrical ones. Three to four meters in diameter, three to four meters long…, will be joined together later, one by a few meters, but I don't know how long the finished one will be.

And the work site and where the miles are now were partitioned by transparent walls. Lena and the others will think it's just glass. Glass so big and transparent would still not be able to be made with technology in this world, but for the Leonards, who know something called glass, it wasn't enough to wonder, even though it was amazing.... In fact, that wasn't glass or anything...

"Yes, no, you'd be surprised, normal!

miles hastily and appropriately deluded, but now. Neither did Lena, oh, I told you, but we didn't actually really think Miles was more surprised than we were. It's always the calmest time of the year, and even now, he seemed to think of it with a wrinkle on his forehead and some kind of difficult face, and he didn't open his big mouth and open his eyes like the Lennas did.

"Well, I'll just check the situation..."

It's the mile I mentioned that, but there's nothing more surprising about everyone to that extent.

Apparently, from the last array, Lena and the others also thought, 'Miles is capable of passing some will with magical creatures produced by intelligent creatures like the human species'.

No, there is no such thing as' Demons and Wills Can Go Through, Demons (Tamer) 'in this world, but there were quite a few people who knew what it was, even though it was not real, because it was a dream, admirable profession that often appeared in the works of the mysterious masked writer, Miama Satodeil, who is also a mundane favorite and chemist.

(So, Nano, give me an interpreter...)

This time, there is nothing like the last terminal device, so I have to ask the whole scavenger.

However, no matter how much the terminal apparatus "A spare, spare spare spare for a specific application AI," it was at first a "management system," but the scavenger was just a work machine. No matter how many nanomachines you go through, whether or not you can fulfill it and talk properly......

That's the mile I thought......

[Oh, they make sense of Master Miles' words, don't they?

(Huh?)

[No, it is true that the words of Miles and the others did not make sense last time, but when they said that the 'administrator' they had been waiting for appeared, the instructions could not be understood directly due to linguistic problems and they had to rely on the interpreters of others.... do you think you can tolerate a situation like that?

(... I wouldn't like that even though I don't know if it's translated properly...)

[And, previously, there were many restrictions and limited contact with human species, but thanks to Master Miles, it is now possible to get close to where human species live, as well as to break into the city secretly.

We also don't have much trouble obtaining materials, so we can do everything from mining metal to refining ourselves. So as easy as building a small worm-shaped information-gathering machine and analyzing the language currently in use......]

(Ultra-compact spy robot...... How sore, scary......)

Isn't there always a spy robot sticking up for information gathering on me, too, being an administrator? Thinking about it, it kind of scared me a little bit, Miles.

……

And a rushing nanomachine to hear it.

Super small.

Always sticking to the subject.

I collect all kinds of information.

If you think about it, the nanomachines fully met all those conditions.

…………

[It's just, it's just a tool with sound collection and recording capabilities, because Miles said before, things like 'IC Recorder' have grown smaller, and feathers and limbs have just grown!

(I'm scared more!!

It is a mile with an unpleasant face, but I imagined a cockroach-like shape from what the nanomachine said, so then there was nothing to associate the nanomachine with. And the nanomachine that perceives it from the state of the mile and laughs at it.

[As planned......]

(Did I say something?

[No, nothing?

And miles of voicing toward the guiding scavenger who refrains on the side.

"You know what I'm saying?

[]/kokuri/

Miles of words, a loud nod scavenger.

There is naturally an audible function to check the situation and receive instructions from the administrators, but it is not equipped for voicing functions that are not necessary. However, the information-gathering machine also naturally mastered the means of communicating intentions, or 'gestures of hands', carried out by the human species without words.

... or that was a necessary feature for the old administrators, and their descendants, the humans of today, have hardly changed their gestures of simple significance...

[Dear Miles, tell them, say something...]

That being said, I don't know what to say.

(What to do...... It's hard to say weird things, and the hard words to make everyone aware of their existential significance and alive are...)

There is no such thing as those who have already created their own originals, but merely reproduction that keeps them alive. Do they have hope or hope….

After a little worrying, Miles told Scavenger softly.

"Meet the expectations of the people who made you. And protect this world…"

Oddly enough, that was a terrible resemblance to what the nanomachine had previously told that terminal device when it left the ruins...