It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

I can't help but tell Liz first and foremost that I can't think of anything else.

Though he looks completely unconvinced.

Ha, what is this? I can't think about it when I was in Japan.

Oh, Liz said that. Metabo is a symbol of riches. Besides, I can deal with a 6th level.

It's for income.

Well, this world is tough to live in, so you don't have to know how it feels.

I just have trouble being chosen for that subject. I'm a Liz.

Let's invite a man to a party early. I need a decoy.

"What do we do today? I don't have plans."

Fia asks.

"Is it Liz's Adventurer Registration and Weapon Choice?

"Huh! Will Liz be an adventurer too? What about the hunter?

Fia screams in a surprising tone.

"Something your father has a brother too. We'll figure something out. Are you going to be my wife in the first place? You can't hunt till hours."

Personally, I'd like you to stay home, but Liz is surprisingly stubborn.

"So you're throwing a party together?

That's what I'm thinking.

"Are you with Liz again? Nice to meet you, Liz."

They are happily hugging each other.

I can't help it, so I head straight to the registration desk and leave the usual receptionist to explain and register the terms.

But this world has no rest. Just take a few days off at New Year's Eve.

Say God copied the stars, but the calendar and time are almost the same as Earth's.

There is a misalignment between the date and the season when it arrives, but something must have happened when moving the terminal. The date was modified by hand. Time is appropriately decided.

Regarding the clock, it seems that God gave it some on a national basis. Using that as a criterion, it seems that each lord modifies the madness of a water clock or something. Let me get my watch fixed when I go.

As a feeling, they can grasp how many hours and enough, but they've never lived a life without a clock, so it's a mystery how they grasp it.

By the way, God's items are called artifacts and are strictly separated from demonic props. Definitely an explanation. I think my ex is that colorless one.

They have glass, and they have lenses. I also heard about the telescope. However, it is a mystery whether astronomical observations are possible.

After that, it was a common understanding that the stars were round. I couldn't help but be convinced that it was something I said.

"Please wait. Sorry, Hiro."

Thinking, Liz came back.

Successfully registered and happily showing off his card. Something cute.

"So, shall we go see the weapon?

"Oh, that's it, but first. Mr. Akihiro? I want to see the magic of"

Fia says as she nibbles.

"I'd like to see what kind of magic defeated a Grade 6 demon"

"If it's hard to say, it's going to be the same party, even Akihiro..."

"Hiro?"

"I'm good with Mr. Akihiro. What do I do, it's good to show you, but where do I show you?

The usual place is somewhat far away.

"It's fine out of the village. He's barebacking, but he's not mad at me."

Well, let's go.

Take them with you and travel to a practice place outside the village. Once we stopped exploring, there was open space in the trees.

When you look at the ground, it's pretty trampled down or no grass growing either.

"I'm always practicing here."

Well, is it good? When I asked him, he said he was using it as a practice with a wooden knife, and the scratched tree was scattered.

Just try, okay?

Reminds me of the configuration when I defeated Diawolf.

Aim for the right tree center.

Float the image of compressing a bulk of wind in a sphere of 10 cm in diameter up to about 5 mm.

"Attribute wind. Pressure definition. Shape is a cone with a radius of 5 mm and a height of 1 cm. Fixed to 10cm front right index finger. Forward, add cone rotation and eject. Speed 150 knots per hour. Run."

A buzzing sound sounds and the center of the target tree is choosen into a distorted cone. Yeah. No problem.

Turning toward Fia, he looks frivolous.

"Mr. Akihiro, beginner?

I'm a beginner, but I don't know what that means.

"I'm a beginner, but why?

"'Cause you're the one at the beginning of school chanting such a far-fetched art ceremony, aren't you?

When asked in detail, the school is basically six years old and divided into elementary, secondary and higher classes.

There are also flying classes, but basically they go up every two years. Of course fewer humans will stay in the year.

So, this chant. Apparently, the primary class is used to confirm the sensation, composition, and power of the procedure up to the point of overreturn.

After the secondary level, the contents change.

"Build an emulator environment in your head and simulate it with a simulator. If there's no problem, we'll do it. The sorcerer from the previous party said,

It makes me uncomfortable with intense translations, but I see what you mean.

He said, "Imagine the results strongly and clearly in your head."

To try, I clearly imagine the results and syntax of the previous procedure.

Then I felt something in my head that resembled my discomfort when I met Shelleye and Alecta, and something like a display forced to come to mind.

This feeling, it's disgusting. I'm going to get drunk with the discomfort of projecting things on my head that aren't what I thought.

The screen shows me from behind the diagonal. When you want to image and move the camera, the camera moves. It is also possible to be somewhat distant.

Also, I in the screen move and follow. Shit. I get drunk. I feel something close to intense 3D intoxication.

Head to another tree and point your fingertips.

When I add the image in the screen that I performed the earlier procedure, I release the same procedure to the tree and wear the tree. At the end of the screen, it was displayed as ENTER in blue, OK and black.

Reproduce the situation.

"Execute"

A buzzing sound sounds and the center of the target tree is choosen into a distorted cone. It's just like the simulation.

Images from the slime showed depictions penetrating the tree, but the yellow Warning display was visible.

When the image of the diawolf was aimed at the entire tree around the area, the screen turned blue and the display of ERROR was visible in red.

Limits. I'm going to throw up on unfamiliar sensations. Stop imagining.

Oh, I'm feeling calm.

Thoughts confuse concepts that have never existed before.

It's just, okay. This is it, that's it. I thought it looked like a program, but it's a little different if you say one.

Magic is an application. Until now, the procedure must be based on a CLI (command-line interpreter), and an application name called individual attribute magic and its conditions are entered.

So, do it. At that time, an image is required in addition to the command. At this time, I guess it can be summarised as part of the configuration in the syntax.

Send it as a communication to the server. It's just a one-way transmission.

That's different now. As an image, I feel connected to a 3D game running on the server.

Move the characters in that game freely and let them use magic to simulate the results.

So to speak, it's an image of a magic game and a game terminal that connects there, playing online games on consoles and PCs.

Terminals like ours do not perform well enough to handle GUI (graphical user interface) environments.

So the environment of the game is left to the server to process and the terminal side just receives the depicted footage.

In detail, he said it was an emulator environment, but in fact, he borrowed processing on the server to build an OS (operating system) environment for gaming.

I'm starting a software called Magic Game on that OS. We must be remotely connected to this emulator environment.

It was for that reason that I felt the signs of the gods. Communicating with each other. This is the concept of communicating to the server side.

Well, you'll be able to predict the future. Because I guess the server side can refer to all properties.

I see what you mean.

Wattis was so eager to embrace me when I had an excessive return during the slime.

When Diawolf, Watis gave up immediately.

I guess Watis also explained after Diawolf that Deed and the others felt so benevolent.

Simulate and you'll see the results. The point is, is it stupid, thoughtless, or impotent to make an excessive return?

Embarrassing. Why did this happen?

The moment I thought about it, I weakened and put my hands and knees on the ground and dropped.

He dropped out.

That's right. If I were a year old, I'd be in first class. Naturally, I can only understand the concept of CLI.

Remember over-returning with your body? To learn about the fear of over-returning as a basic part of the initial process.

All right, all right. It was fundamentally wrong.

Mages in this world are causally reversed.

Make a cause because you know the result.

I was about to be crushed by the irrationality of what I found out and the amount and magnitude of what I was going to have to do.