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

Has the hallway to the entrance of the Lordship Hall considered the Battle of Cage Castle or no windows?

Walk thoughtfully in the candlelight. The gate was bright and bright due to the sunlight at the beginning.

If you think of it as a stable position, there's no reason not to take this conversation. Later, expand the party to remove threats around. After that, you will be involved in territorial management as a bureaucrat.

With that in mind, I take a step as I narrow my eyes trying to get through the gate.

It was a white space.

"Huh? That? Why..."

When I came to this world, I talked to the interface, the surroundings reminiscent of that space.

When he realized, in front of him, two men and a thoughtful figure stood.

One dresses rough like a trainer on trousers like cotton bread. The other one was casual but somewhere frigid fitting.

"Nice to meet you. This is the staff of our data center. At the request of the customer, we have come this far."

Rough outfits are better, they talk to me. Occasionally, I go to the data center for work, but I've never seen staff dressed so rough. I weave a pair of uniforms.

"Excuse me. I'm sorry to bother you, but may I ask you to discuss this?

There's no problem with the conversation, and I can communicate with you. However, I am surprised by this condition and can't react.

At that time, the other frigid rushed over here and shook his hand with both hands.

"Hey, nice to meet you. My name is Femigaterois. My name is Royce for everyone close to me. Can I have Royce, please?

The frigid one grips my right hand with both hands and swings a boom. Royce has a full smile. but I realized that the impression or the back of my eyes wasn't laughing.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Akihiro."

"Yeah, yeah. I already know you."

Waving and agreeing with both hands in an exciting way.

"Oh, I'm late to introduce myself. I am working on the production of the Sultumiteija broadcaster."

It would also include the interpretation of the 'expert' teacher, but is this person a video industry person?

I have been with this person several times at work, but I don't remember making a very good impression.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm already impressed."

With an extremely emotional look, he screams out in a small leap.

"Residents of a world with a certain degree of civilization descend into a world inferior to civilization and survive. Excellent! Courage to face the crisis with stoneware. A thoughtful life that extremely avoids the effects on the surroundings. prudence and grit regarding the disclosure of civilization. I invite everyone to tears. It's an eel climb with both viewership and institutional ratings."

At all, I didn't know the situation, so I asked for an explanation.

As far as I can tell, this rough man seems to be a staff member with administrator privileges over a server called the World.

This server is housed in a number of integrated facilities called data centers. There are also numerous integrated facilities, each of which is managed and operated over a long period of time.

Around here, I imagined, so I wasn't surprised that far.

It should also be said that they were overwhelmed by the situation of individual servers.

However, when this project on world accumulation came through, it was forbidden to travel between worlds. Because it is a reminder that the advanced civilization will lead or drive away other civilizations.

It's a cliché, but it went with an increased desire to spend close to infinity and to observe the impact of the gradual movement between worlds. So it seemed I was the one who stood the arrow of the white feathers, the source of a carefully selected lottery.

"I, if you say so, am a normal person..."

"Yes! You're right. No grand delusion, no pessimistic death, no overgoing civilization, just an attempt to make you happy around. Initially chosen, there were voices of fear, but now it's a whirlpool of praise. My reputation for carrying out this project is already great."

Ha ha, laugh white. Only frigidity and a sense of crisis go up everywhere.

"This time, we have considered your mental health and made a direct visit. Don't tell your world and this world's management operators. It's not advisable to have a dodgy effect."

"Are you telling me not to tell the gods, the people who do the administration work, even if I keep coming back?

"Yes. If it is difficult to remain silent, it is also possible to apply the prohibition. Would you like to try it? Imagine telling your gods about this."

The gods are trying hard to communicate with administrators for me. I want to tell you about this.

With that in mind, I try to tell the gods about this encounter, but I can't think together, as the part of why I have to tell them has disappeared. Even though other memories are normal, only some path is blocked.

He leans forward, exhales in a rough breath, and shudders. Is this the prohibition? I can't stand this stuff. People can't stand the discomfort of having parts of their heads that aren't their own. The gods are good and endure this situation.

"Please lift the prohibition. There's nothing to talk about."

"Yes, about this encounter, it's an out-of-observement event, and I'll mask it on some of your memory areas. It will not be passed on to the management operator."

Ha ha, and repeated deep breaths, I manage to take it all the way to my normal consciousness.

"Well, you can't keep quiet. Rest assured."

Talk frankly, correct your posture.

"There are three options that we can offer."

The frigid thing is, stand one finger up.

"Proposal 1. First of all, unfortunately, to alter your memory properties so that you have no life in this world and live the way you have lived in the original world."

In a supplementary explanation, the memory of the inhabitants of this world is also taken in integrity, and they can take off the pinch without me and live the life as ever.

Stand two fingers.

"Proposal 2. The premise is to stay here, but to build a separate private network and make this world thrive while only you come and go with the original world."

The first thing I heard was about bringing things in, but it looks like it's out to bring in what we built. However, some of the seeds and other materials can be brought in in a way that replaces existing similarities in this world in order to boost civilization.

"Don't worry about purchasing"

Soon, I'll hand you the deposit ledger. It's my main bank. Looking inside, the latest balance is the lifetime annual earnings of 500 people.

"This is a legitimate amount that has also been processed for taxes, etc. Also, this service is not available if you want a permanent return."

In addition, it was forbidden to use this money to launch a think tank to accelerate civilization. It's okay if it's only a common sense area to investigate, but they'll warn you more than that and tie you up with the worst prohibitions.

Machinery components, development equipment, high-precision measuring instruments, etc., also appear to be within its scope. They give you a warning each time. Since the prohibition is already punishment, I was also disinclined to try to implement it.

Stand three fingers.

"Proposal 3. This will be a subspecies of two proposals. Build a private network, including more families in the future, and live double lives in the original world, this world, and thrive in this world."

The age problem arises, but when I travel, it moves the age property and makes it the appropriate age. The advantage in this case is that parents can see it, such as when a child is born. It's huge that you can take it from me, who has repeatedly been unfaithful, and show me what my grandson looks like.

"In that case, we will alter some of your memories every time for anyone other than you. Ambiguously, I've met someone, but I don't know exactly where or in what civilization that event occurred."

Liz's memory, the memory of the future child, is remembered by others? I just thought about it, but I was relieved.

"All creatures around the world are widely the object of love. It is only natural that they should do what they can to please."

The moment he shouted with widespread love, discomfort culminated.

I felt thoughts about others, such as mercy and sorrow, when the gods I had met spoke of widespread love.

He's not. What was in my eyes at that moment was nothingness. Widespread love has become indifference to all equals. I don't care about the others. It's that eye of a human being.

Besides, I was listening to this proposal, and I noticed. This is the logic of fraud. This is the fraudulent method that comes out when you don't know the situation and you have conditions that you can't pull.

In the first place, why isn't there a fourth proposal?

"As another idea, don't you have a choice to say that me and Liz are going to go back to the original world and live their lives? With all this power, it would be easy."

"It's easy, but it's not beneficial with me. We appreciate your help, but we're weak enough to get that through."

Forget Liz, flaunt Liz's memory, or is it a choice in the end!? I'm bored holding my head.

"Do I need to rush this reply?

"I'm sorry. I'm not free either. Please make this instant call."

The part asking for an immediate answer is also reminiscent of the modus operandi of fraud.

The basics of counteracting fraud are not to swallow horn conditions on ravioli.

Reason is to have the first proposal. Emotions sincerely seek nothing else.

Every look on Liz's face comes to mind. Liz, Liz, Liz.

"What impact would it have on that village if I returned to the original world?

"There won't be any particular major problems. Someone somewhere made a huge war effort and the villagers were safe. The women you care about are also magnificent the next time the same thing happens. You'll be able to handle it yourself."

The countermeasure to fraud is to stay away from horn talk on the raven. Otherwise, I don't know what conditions will be blown up again from now on and turned into geese.

Liz's safety can be secured. If you think about it that way, you should choose reason. A rather long aggregation of social life whispers.

"To the original world... I will return..."

It was a disconnect thought. Emotions boiling back from the bottom of your belly.

I say if Liz is safe, against excuses, the reality of being deceiving myself.

At that time, Liz said, "Let's walk together," I can't even keep that word, a feeling of powerlessness against myself.

"Okay. Then be in a good mood"

Light covers vision.

In it I kept shouting only regret for the wrong choice and my feelings for Liz.

"I'll wait..."

The light covered everything, and I couldn't see anything.

When I opened the door, it was a familiar apartment hallway.

"When it rains, it's impossible to unlock it while you're umbrella."

Whispering to himself, he goes down the hallway and down the stairs. Huh, I felt like I was going to remember something about the word rain, but I didn't particularly care.