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

I started thinking about lunch while hunting for goblins and a little slime.

"Is it time for lunch?

If there was prey around, I added meat and wondered if it would be good with preserved food and a simple soup if it wasn't there.

Liz quickly went into hunter mode to find prey.

Later everyone will look for ingredients.

I was checking with regard to fire magic while collecting chat and firewood to start a fire in a somewhat open place.

"Parameters of fire magic, by scale and speed."

Listen to the chat, scale? And I tilted my neck.

"The magnitude of the flames is so great"

Mm-hmm. Is that it? Does God's side want to make you imagine a firewall by lowering the speed of a big fireball or something?

"What happens to the syntax?

"Attribute fire. The size and shape of the flame. Emergence location. Speed. So sooo"

Do you want to try it? Try shooting the right tree at the target from around the area.

Point your right hand at the target tree.

"Attribute fire. The shape is spherical with a diameter of 8 cm. Fixed to upper right hand 20 cm. Head forward and eject, speed 50 km/h. Execution"

The flame about the size of the baseball position flew away faster than the catch ball, and the moment it hit the tree, it bounced.

When I went to look at the marks, there was no change on the surface of the place that hit me.

Can you use this for offensive purposes? The color of the flame was also bright red. Hmm. I don't feel like I have enough image.

Now I clearly imagine a flame of temperature and white-like color. I feel like an excessive return might come at once if I imagine too high a temperature, so let's go up carefully.

Put your arms again on a tree of similar distance.

"Attribute fire. The shape is spherical with a diameter of 8 cm. Fixed to upper right hand 20 cm. Head forward and eject, speed 50 km/h. Execution"

The fireball flies away, just like earlier, and can be played against a tree. When I saw the marks, I wondered if the color had changed slightly.

Um, is it a temperature problem? I'd like to know the image of someone else......

With that in mind, I suddenly felt a sense of over-returning and had headaches and nausea.

Sick, bright blue, and nauseating. Did you raise the temperature too high? But if we don't get this up, we can't use it to attack, right?

With that in mind, stand still.

"Are you okay? Looks like an excessive return will come back."

Chat looks worried and peeks this way.

"It's okay, 'cause I tried fire magic for the first time. By the way, in what image does everyone use fire magic?

"I was taken to school, to a steel mill, and I saw the iron melt, and I was told to think like this."

Oh, well... Magic was vague depending on the image...... It was true that the flames of Watis were also entangled with some viscosity. Is that based on the image of melted iron?

Do we have to consider the actual temperature and nature and condition separately?

I just had the image of a high temperature flame, so did it turn out that way?

The spot hit was hot and seared for a moment. There will be no significant impact. And to that extent, this excessive return. I used it quite uselessly.

Unfortunately, I largely understand the origin of the image, so I'll go ahead and prepare lunch until the excessive return falls out.

It's a re-challenge where I've calmed down. It's dangerous, so let's try it on a small scale.

Dig a small hole and place the soil beside it. Ready. Later imagine the ignition point of tempura oil, about 370 degrees of heat, and the shape imagines the iron dissolved in the melting furnace.

Support your right hand directly above the hole.

"Attribute fire. The shape is spherical with a diameter of 1 cm. Fixed to lower right hand 20 cm. Head downward and eject, speed 6 km/h"

I have trouble with anything too big. I also have trouble burning because of the slow speed. I have trouble splashing fast. That's why I'm going to try to say that it would be more or less like this.

"Execute"

The moment I whine, it feels like a poton and a chunk of flame falls to the bottom of the hole. At the moment of contact with the ground, it twitches slightly like a liquid with high viscosity.

After a little while, I hear the jubjub and soil moisture evaporate and go. It's dangerous, so soil it and put it back.

After that, there was still a slight noise inside with Jubjub, but soon he couldn't hear the noise.

There is no excessive return, so I guess it's a success as a way to use it, but fire magic is dangerous to say what it is.

Honestly, Japanese knowledge is going to get in the way and create an excessively powerful flame, which scares me.

I'm going to imagine incendiary bombs and stuff like that. I know the temperature if it's a Termite reaction, and I've seen the real thing. It's easy to imagine.

If you specialize in killing people, it's fine, but there's going to be secondary damage. Let's think about it for a second.

With me on the sidelines continuing such an oddity, Chat turns up the tequila and firewood fire and also proceeds to prepare to hang the pan.

"Sorry. Sorry I didn't help you"

"Yeah, right. What, it looks like you can try it. I thought I couldn't interrupt, so I got ready."

Having that conversation, the other three kept coming home. Liz brought four birds back to the loot to see if 'Vigilance' was a shame to rise. He seemed to have drained his blood, and he was going away in no time.

The part of the moth is in soup, and the body is split into small pieces and skewered. Broil the surface gently, then spin the skewer as you stab it around the incineration to see how it goes.

As for the wild grass, it was going to be a bit of an ethnical bird moss soup because of the mix of pacchi.

When the skewers are cooked up, I look at them and take the soup apart. The cup of chat depicts a horned rabbit design.

"Then we'll be traveling through the evening. Let's eat."

When you have it, whine and start eating from the soup. Personally, I like Pakchi.

When I first went to Thailand in the past, I closed my mouth without accepting any dishes at all, but I quickly got used to saying that they all smelled like pakchi. Then I can eat without any problems.

"Ugh. The only thing that tastes good is delicious. This smell has to be good."

Fia complains uncommonly when she brings back Pakchi. The other three look delicious.

"I picked it because my mother said it was edible grass, but I will ignore it next time!!

Fia shouts terrible things.

Other than that, there was no particular problem, and the skewers were juicy and delicious to enjoy.

Until the fire burns out, everyone spends their time bickering as a meal break.

Even with the bear out, I don't like it after the evening. With that in mind, I started thinking later today.