Rebuild World

Akira finished her exploration up to the fourth floor of the building. So far, the results of collecting artifacts have not improved at all. I tried stuffing the rucksack with something that looked relatively in good condition, but when I opened the rucksack again trying to put in another thing, I saw that what I was putting in earlier was finely crushed inside, and I had given up on being forced to collect it.

Akira sniffles and exhales as if she were slightly discouraged.

"I thought there were plenty of expensive artifacts left in the back of the ruins, but they're not going to work that well."

Alpha doesn't look discouraged, but smiles (cheeks) as usual.

'Cause it's around the rear line we're sending massive troops to build. They've already taken the artifact that's easily accessible to the extent that they've looked around lightly.'

"But, you see, there were quite a few relics left in the abandoned building that Alpha first showed us. Different directions, but the distance from the city is about the same as here, right? Then why don't we just stay here a little bit longer?

'Except for the distance and the difficulty of reaching. It's easy to send troops here, thanks to the paved boulevard, and I can't do it with that place. At that time, you will also have a large mechanical monster patrol route along the way. The amount and quality of hunters we used to visit are different. "

"Is that what this is about?"

'If you want to find plenty of artifacts, you need to get close to where no other hunters are yet. If you change your location before the Boulevard Front, you're more likely to still have plenty of artifacts left, right? Change now?

"That's a little bit too."

I don't think Akira would either. But if we move ahead of the front line, which we maintain by deploying a large number of man-made weapons, that will also jump the danger. The idea was stronger that the means of relying on luxurious ammunition, profitability exterior, to try and push it forward, had begun to plunder (shake) my head, but I would not have to push it that far yet.

"Well, I'll be collecting artifacts and general crusades around here for the time being."

I won't force it. That's what Sizka promised. Akira told herself that again.

Keep collecting artifacts. We've moved on to the seventh floor, but the results have not improved at all. Climb the stairs to reach the eighth floor by climbing forcefully using the motorcycle mobility. Then a change appeared in the sight in the building.

A giant snail about a meter long roams the hallway slowly. The shell was made of metal and had a small turret.

'What are you going to do? Though I don't have to defeat them (on purpose) if I'm not going to put out some energy for a general purpose crusade. Even when we got here, the artifact collectors didn't have any results, and turn back?

'No, we defeat that one and continue collecting artifacts. The fact that there is a monster may mean that the hunter who intends to look around turned around here. I mean, if we go deeper, there's likely still a lot of artifacts left.'

"Yes. Good luck with that."

Akira stepped off the motorcycle and set up an SSB compound gun from the shadow of the aisle, aiming firmly and pulling the trigger. A hit bullet drilled a hole in the snail's shell.

Then the snail pulls the soft part into the shell and snaps to the floor. And he has fought back with artillery fire at Akira with the cannon of a small turret attached to his shell. Akira quickly turns herself back and dodges the shell. A small shell hit the wall and caused a small explosion.

"That's not very powerful."

'Cause you can't fight under the assumption of a bullet, can you?

"I know."

The enemy is not as expensive in attack or defense. Shoot in a few shots and you'll be able to take them down. Akira decided so and shot the snail again. The expression is surprising and distorted. Even though he hit the same bullet, the snail shell had a bullet. Surprisingly, he repeated the attack and evasion about five more times alternately, but just sounding the ringtone returned the same bullet (beginning). A slight light was emitted from the point of landing at the time of the landing.

Akira pulls herself in surprise and strikes back from the snail.

"Suddenly it hardened. And that light. Impact conversion glow from Force Field Armor?

"I see."

'If you don't knock it down quickly while it's unnoticed, will there be a difference in cloud mud in the strength of the enemy's armor? You're a nasty enemy.'

As Akira breathed, she quickly embarked on herself again. Continue to pull the SSB compound gun trigger while concentrating your consciousness and compressing your body sensing time, while simultaneously firing in a series of steady aiming to make the point of landing as identical as possible.

Strengthened clothing physical ability. SSB compound gun recoil control. Compressed body feel time. Aiming with sharpened consciousness. The bullets they combined and fired by precision shooting with sufficient accuracy landed briefly and continuously in the same place, almost without madness.

The snail shell wrapped around the Force Field Armor couldn't resist the impact. The bullet puts a hole in the shell and chooses the contents. A bounce occurs inside the shell and the internal organs are scratched. It was almost instantaneous to die for pulling the mollusc into the shell. The shell that was snapping onto the floor made a light noise and rolled.

'Okay. Well, I let the bullet count say something, but I could take it down. This will be good. Still, are the monsters with the Force Field Armor usually wandering? I wonder if boulders mean the back. Kibayashi generously paid for the consumables, probably because of the strength of the monsters around here.'

You defeated such a strong enemy on your own. Akira was in a bit of a good mood thinking so. But Alpha smashes up the rationale.

'Unfortunately, maybe not. These snails aren't such strong monsters, are they? Simple strength is better than the spider you ran into before.'

"No, I'm sure that's compared to the big, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat, fat

"One of the herds, even the little one who was immediately defeated by Akira."

Akira gives me an unexpected look. And keep making excuses.

'... Really? No, but there was no Force Field Armor on that spider, and the snail is stronger on the boulder...'

"Akira, there are many monsters that increase their repellency under certain conditions. Snails are like those hands, and now it's only under those conditions. Akira's protective coat also features Force Field Armor, which dramatically improves defense for very short periods of time if you increase strength to the limit without worrying about energy pack consumption. I was just doing something similar."

"But don't you mean you're strong enough to keep Forcefield Armor that powerful?

"I'm probably getting the energy from this building. And I don't think you can move off the spot while you're gaining energy. I don't think you can use Force Field Armor outside the building, or it's going to be very weak. That's why I didn't see you outside."

'... is that a guess?

'That's right. But if you're strong enough to keep Forcefield Armor, a force field armor that's strong enough to keep the CWH objective assault gun in place at all times, I think it's bred more externally in large quantities, and I think the city side will take care of it with its back.

Convinced Akira is slightly overwhelmed.

"Well, if you think it's going to turn into a very sturdy stationary turret if you don't knock it down quickly, though I think it's a very troublesome monster."

Akira is further depressed. After making it the most troublesome state to defeat the enemy from himself, I was in a good mood to defeat it by pushing it down, quoting the strength of the enemy excessively high. Because I realized that.

When Akira noticed Alpha smiling joyfully, she reopened a little and looked up.

'It's fine. Winning is winning. Plus hunters who came here before may have gone home here reluctant to fight troublesome monsters. It means you're more likely to find expensive artifacts.'

'That's true. Let me tell you something. There are still a lot of monsters of the same kind in the building, but you can take them down with ease.'

Copy that. Let's go. '

Akira responded with a little self-abandonment and resumed her exploration of the building.

The search itself goes well. I encountered the same kind of snail many times, but I continued to tailor it from a distance before it was noticed. When I encountered more than one individual, I couldn't defeat them all at once, and had bullets (and bullets) fired at enemies that had become stationary turrets, but I dived into them temporarily and waited for them to release the stationary turret state before shooting them again to defeat them.

All those struggling knockouts are lightly knocked down. Akira was smiling a little bitterly at the difference.

The search was going well, but the collection of artifacts continued to be completely futile. We've already reached the twelfth floor, but we still have no results. Akira exhales.

"I don't have anything busy. What do you mean, even the worn out things are diminishing? '

"The relics that remained were eaten by those snails. I have an idea. '

"Give me a break......"

Turn back with a cut. The ability to make decisions is also important to hunters. Akira knows that too, but without shaking off the temptation that there might be something if we go a little further, if we sloppy, we postpone the decision and move on. Even though I'm a little fed up with the gradual increase in the number of snails I encounter, I'm pushed on my back for the reason that I've come this far. And I finished my quest up to the 19th floor in front of the top floor with no results.

Akira exhales heavily.

'... Alpha. This is an area of advice (Han-chu), which may be included in Alpha's support, but still tell me. Have I actually missed a serious artifact somewhere by now?

"No, I couldn't find anything like it in my simultaneous detection of the enemy."

'Was it really in nothing... If you don't find anything on this floor, you're saying it was a pretty big building, but it's off the hook. Don't I have any sense of spotting where I can make money?

I smile to encourage Akira, whose alpha is lightly draped.

'It's hard to hone the feel of that hand. We'll just have to build on our experience.'

'I guess so...'

He becomes a mediocre hunter as soon as he removes Alpha's support, whether in battle or collecting artifacts. While Akira took that for granted, she was a little depressed, inspired by the unconscious part of herself that she thought she could do something about it a little more on her own.

'Plus we still have the top floor, so it's a little early for judgment. Don't give up, try harder.'

…… Right. "

It's just a waste of money to lose. That's what Akira thought and put her temper back in.

There were only a few passages and doors up the stairs leading to the top floor. Akira tries to get off the bike and open the door in the aisle section. But the door was very sturdy, and even the physical ability of the fortified clothes was impossible to open.

'That's hard. Why is this door so sturdy? The downstairs door was easy to open.'

"The door downstairs may have become brittle because the snails absorbed energy."

'Then there are no snails on the top floor? Well, if you come in, you'll see...'

Akira struggled to open the door again with her output temporarily up, ignoring the energy consumption of her fortified clothes. But still, the door didn't open.

Akira, who boiled the business, points an SSB compound gun at the door. Shooting from this distance with a pair of (anti-) force field armored Forcefield Armor rounds or reinforced armored rounds would break into a boulder (just), no matter how sturdy the door is. With that in mind, I hesitate to use expensive bullets on opponents who are not monsters. Even if it's not at your own expense, spending expensive bullets without results doesn't make a difference. Kibayashi may also complain about boulders. Akira was worried with the gun pointed at her.

Then Alpha smiles bitterly and speaks.

'Akira. Use a blade if you're about to break the door. You don't have to spend expensive bullets on people who don't move close.'

I laugh bitterly after Akira gives me a surprise look. And took out the blade whose presence was leaking out of consciousness. It's the rest of what I brought back from Tubakiharabir.

Akira's body moves on its own to take the stand. Alpha reinforced clothing. A blue and white light blade extends from the blade, which was only in the pattern.

"Alpha?"

Akira turns a little surprised that Alpha suddenly starts supporting her. Alpha smiles lightly and returns it without worrying.

"This is good, right? Let's get inside quickly. I want to avoid wasting my blade's residual energy. '

When Akira smiled lightly and bitterly, she aligned her body movements with the manipulation of Alpha's fortified clothing.

Akira, supported by Alpha, wields the blade with mastery skill. As if the light blade ignored the very existence of a sturdy door, it rushes in an instant without slight deceleration between thick metals.

Akira, who is in a residual position, takes a breath and turns off the blade to solve the brace. A little late the door made a noise and fell back. Akira, who saw the cutting surface of the door, expresses a mild exclamation.

"It's as good as ever. I wonder if the one who got this kind of gear will start wanting to fully wield it and challenge the monster to a melee. I think I know a little bit. '

Alpha rarely stabs a nail in the face.

"Akira can't be like that, can she? Although blade training is also provided, it is part of a comprehensive training in melee techniques, including martial arts and shooting at close range, and is not intended to dominate you. '

"I know."

Akira flushed lightly, but there are surprisingly many hunters who deflect on that gear after obtaining powerful gear. Particularly those who have acquired equipment made in the old world are more inclined to do so. Because of its excessively high performance (because of it), even when the original use is inappropriate, it can often be unexpectedly managed, which strengthens confidence in the equipment.

Akira stopped as soon as she entered the room. I was a little stunned by the unexpected and the sight of a perceived sense of vision.

The top floor of the building had the entire floor in one room. The floors, walls and ceilings are white, bright enough even though I don't see any windows or light sources. It was a room that was spacious, had no divisions, had no view of the boundaries of the floors, walls and ceilings, and made you feel infinite vastness that drove your proximity crazy.

"Alpha. What is this..."

"This is a room that has been adjusted to accommodate augmented reality and stereoscopic footage. White is to prevent extra information from getting into view. Sometimes the whole room is some kind of display device."

"I don't know, it's a strange room."

Akira just looks like a bright white world going on everywhere she looks. If you look under your feet, you learn the illusion of being floating in the universe. Whether it was some kind of malfunction, the reaction of the information-gathering equipment also showed the same content as Akira's senses.

Akira returned to me with a reaction from the information-gathering device. The danger of an environment in which information-gathering devices can malfunction, such as colorless fog, is stained.

'Alpha. Now, maybe, but I need you to cut up the training here to do something on your own. I need support to recognize this room in person.'

"Oh, you've already surrendered to do something on your own?

"Oh, surrender."

Akira answered Alpha's mildly provocative words without shaking any shards. I correctly decided it would be difficult to deal with this space on my own. Alpha smiles happily.

'It's a good thing you're not being chronic. All right.'

Akira's vision is expanded and a line is drawn into the bright white room. When that line displays countless squares in the room at equal intervals, proximity returns to Akira's vision. The room, which seemed infinitely spacious until earlier, disappeared and returned to a room of realistic size.

Akira regains some calm by looking at the realistic back room. Then I proceeded to the center of the room and then looked all over the room again. And exhale loudly.

'... in nothing. No results in the end? "

'Sometimes that happens. Let's pull it up.'

Alpha is laughing and encouraging Akira. Akira regained a bit of energy with it and looked back at her face, which she felt drooped over, trying to get back to the entrance and exit of the room.

At the next moment, Akira flew away reflexively, pointing a gun at the presence in front of her. At some point there stood a woman who looked familiar. The woman has a quiet look at Akira without even a loving laugh.

"Long time no see"

Akira takes confirmation with a puzzled look.

"... uh, Mr. Tsubaki... was it?

"Yes. I don't want you to be hostile, so I need you to lower your gun. This figure is stereoscopic footage, so there's no point in firing, but as a courtesy."

"Shh, excuse me"

Akira lowered her gun in a slight panic. Then he pinches his mouth in a somewhat pungent (thick) tone while Alpha gives a slightly dissatisfied look.

"So, what can I do for you?

"I was just talking to you a little bit. I thought so."

Tsubaki turned his gaze to Akira with a somewhat loving, expressionless face.

Alpha has an expression that cannot be described as extra friendly to Tsubaki.

'Sorry, we're busy. If you need to talk, I'll listen to you later. "

"The person you're talking to isn't you."

"It's me. You think we'll allow casual interference?

It slightly increases the percentage of discomfort that Alpha represents in her expression. But Tsubaki didn't seem to care about it. Akira was just confused by this situation.

Return to Akira the gaze Tsubaki was pointing at Alpha.

"Do you think that's a good idea?

"What? No, even if they say it's appropriate..."

Akira was wolfed by Alpha's sharp gaze and Tsubaki's profound gaze. Pick it. I understood about that gaze telling me so, but the confusion was stronger and more impromptu. But after showing a slight stray, he manages to answer with a little awkwardness.

"I'm on my way to Alpha's request now, so I can't take another request or anything. It may be a request that we can proceed together, but I can't even make that decision. So, I don't know what you're talking about, but talk to Alpha first."

Alpha laughs very happily. Tsubaki shrugged his shoulder a little without changing his expression.

"Really? Then I'll be free. If I'm on edge, I'll see you next time."

Turn your back so that Tsubaki can walk away from the stereoscopic footage. And I turned around like I remembered.

"Oh, if you don't want to talk, I don't have an in-laws to work with you either. Please take care of the system that was stopped at the convenience of interrupting this building's functionality."

Tsubaki disappeared completely, leaving all that behind. My body suddenly moves out on its own when Akira is confused. Alpha manipulated the fortified clothes to get us to the entrance and exit of the room.

"Alpha!? What the hell!?

'I'll do everything I can to get out of here! Hurry!'

Akira aligns her body movements with the instructions, even though she is surprised. And at the end of my gaze, I saw my bike jumping in and out of the room.

The next moment, that bike was kicked over by something of a bright white people-shaped. The motorcycle slips across the floor with the impact of a kick. The human form has no eyes, no mouth, no hair. It looks like a plain body of a white systemic body and I don't wear any clothes.

Akira shoots that person type. The mannequin stayed on the spot and took a defensive stance without taking evasive action.

The bullet hits a white material limb. However, the impact of the landing ended up slightly rippling the body surface and slightly shifting the body backwards.

Akira continues the shooting with surprise but without stopping. Keep firing in the same landing position with precision fire with Alpha support. However, the bullet was pushed to the surface of the human body only to make a large wave. The subsequent bullet is deformed as it clashes with the previous bullet.

Akira is stunned in a compressed sense of time.

"Alpha! What the fuck is that!?

"It's a stereotype based on augmented reality and stereoscopic footage, probably the building's equipment. I don't know if it's autonomous or remote."

"Equipment!?

Some of the walls of the room open and multiple other human types that were stored there appear. Some have the same white body, while others have male and female airframes wearing old world-made garments like maid and butler garments. The dolls whisper.

"I warn you. The facility is permitted to exercise force consistent with the right to autonomous policing. This includes the right to kill the person in question. Present your personal identification information immediately."

The dolls emerge from the wall near the entrance and exit of the room, as well as from the wall on the other side.

"We were unable to confirm the presentation of your personally identifiable information. Malicious identity cover-up and interpretation. Raise the repression standard. The cost of treating injuries, etc. that occur during the repression process will be at your own expense. We recommend a prompt surrender."

The dolls are approaching from the front, from the left and right and from the rear of Akira.

"I repeat. This facility is…"

The white fuselage that continued to devour the shooting became unbearable. When the fuselage is pulled off the floor by the impact of the landing, the bullet penetrates the torso to transmit the impact internally. The white material on the body surface mixes with the mechanical parts inside and splashes into the room.

"Finally the first one! What kind of sturdiness is that when you look so soft!?

"It's also a form of Force Field Armor." I guess what you're doing is the same as that snail. '

'Same thing, doesn't it make too much difference in sturdiness!?

"Monsters that are just parasitic in the building and formal equipment in the building just say they perform out of step. More than that...... '

The dolls are starting to gather around Akira. There are also a few approaching from the entrance and exit directions. Forced breakthroughs are impossible.

"Akira! I'm going to be impotent! Prepare yourselves!

Copy that!

Reinforced garments with Alpha support operate with precision, speed and high output. Akira made every effort to keep up with her movements in her body sensory time compressed to the limit.

The right hand performs the discharge operation of the gun magazine, then releases the gun and places it in the air. While the gun is stagnant, remove the loaded magazine with only your right hand, mixing the paired (anti-) force field armored "Forcefield Armor" ammunition with reinforced armored rounds, and quickly place the magazine in the air. In a hurry, he grabbed the gun in the air again and quickly moved the gun to install the magazine in the air.

The left hand quickly takes out 5 million orum of restorative medicine and utilizes the grip of fortified clothing to forcefully open the seal. And let him take it by moving it slightly forcefully to Akira's mouth, taking care not to splash the contents. When the blade was removed more quickly, a long body appeared from the pattern.

Akira performed its right-hand and left-hand movements simultaneously. He then fired a muzzle at the enemy on the right, unleashing a full kick at the enemy forward as he waved a blade at the enemy on the left.

An enemy who has been hit at close range with a pair of (anti-) force field-armoured Forcefield Armor rounds is blown away and loses the torso part, blowing away with a piece of the torso attached to his hands, feet, and head root.

The blade wielded at high speed output is on the left. It does not matter if the enemy is in a defensive position. The upper body of an individual whose torso is doubled off to the side loses support and flies into the air, causing the lower body to roll to the floor in momentum. The blade struck the second body as it was, but it could not break through until the next fuselage's force field armor, Force Field Armor. But instead of a blade, he inflicted a blow as a blunt weapon on the enemy, greatly disfiguring it. Immediately afterwards, the blade breaks and scatters without withstanding the load.

The forward fuselage was preventing Akira from kicking with both arms. I have not been damaged at all just because my posture has shaken slightly backwards. Further, the rear fuselage is about to roll out a knife to Akira. The forward fuselage is also about to move to a counterattack.

Akira scaffolds her kicked opponent and jumps up in momentum. Flip up and down in the air to land on the ceiling as you slam the attack from behind with that leap. And when you cut the recoil suppression on the SSB compound gun, you fire while sticking to the ceiling with the recoil of the shooting. Further, he flew sideways through the ceiling and jumped to the ceiling to kick and fist the puppets after Akira.

The dolls run straight through the ceiling and hit Akira. Even if the heavens and earth are reversed using force field technology, the distance from Akira will be packed without any problems whatsoever and without fragments (shards) collapsing.

Akira responds the next time she takes out the blade while continuing to fire, just like she did when she was down there. Shoot, break, and kick your enemies. However, Akira's response was delayed by restrictions on movement due to the use of recoil fire to secure the scaffolding, as well as an attack from overhead, where the enemy was on the floor.

The dolls strike at each other in unison as they surround Akira in 3D. Akira sees the sight of the defeated enemy's parts slowly splashing in the air in a very slow flowing world, understanding that the next action will not be taken in time, and still trying to do everything in her power to scratch her feet (aha) like this.

And Akira saw something that she didn't want to see too much in the gap between the puppets she was going to kill in a world where time seemed to stop compressing to the extreme. It's a bunch of small missiles that kill themselves from behind the dolls.

The bike had been kicked over and rolled down the floor before regaining his posture with Alpha's maneuvering. And they were firing the loaded small missiles simultaneously from the A4WM automatic projectile gun. An explosion of small missiles used indoors blew up the dolls every Akira.

Akira is tapped to the floor. A massive amount of blood reflexes scattered from your mouth pollute the white floor. There was a cruel load all over my body. The effect of the restorative medicine swallowed earlier had already expired.

Alpha had also guided all small missiles, and the impact range of the explosion had been calculated. Following that calculation, Akira had been evacuated to the least affected area of the explosion just before the explosion. In addition, the output of the protective coat's force field armor, Forcefield Armor, had been raised to its limit to match the moment of the explosion. Akira didn't have to be wiped out because of it.

In a state where he cannot move one finger on his own, the fortified clothes fill Akira's mouth with additional restorative medication. Akira swallowed every blood reflex left in her mouth.

Akira stands up at ease. Individuals still operational among the dolls that were rolling on the floor also rise. Instead of his arms, he even had a standing fuselage even if he lost his head. Akira smiles bitterly when she sees it.

'It would be too sturdy. If they blow your head off, you're gonna have to fall down. "

'Perhaps the nearby fuselage is remotely operated. It must be semi-autonomous, capable of remote manipulation.'

'Is that what you mean? You had a monster like that before. Is what you're doing the same?'

'Almost there. Good luck.'

Okay, I got it.

Akira laid down her gun as she abandoned herself half the time.

The fighting that followed continued with Akira's dominance. Alpha manipulated the motorcycle's DVTS minigun and repeatedly fired restraint shots at the dolls, with Akira shooting repeatedly next to them. The puppets still had the majority, but all of them were mostly dull in motion and could not surround Akira again.

Akira destroys the last one. He joined the wreckage of a fellow whose head and body were blown puppet scattered all over the floor. A depleted magazine is ejected from the SSB compound gun. When Akira picked it up, she laughed bitterly at the thought of the ammunition costs she had spent. And threw down the empty magazine.

Let Alpha work Akira with a full smile.

'Good luck. Even though I lent you a hand, Akira has grown a lot stronger.'

"Thank you."

"Oh, you don't seem too happy."

'Cause I didn't do anything on my own. Besides, I feel like I'm dying and I end up with no results. I'm not in the mood to float.'

'What are you talking about? If it's an achievement, it's rolling around in front of you, right?

"Where?

As Akira was surprised, Alpha pointed to the dolls' wreckage.

"Though destroyed, this is also a relic of the old world. It was quite a performance even if it wasn't for combat, so I think it would cost a lot for technical analysis and parts removal. '

Akira looks surprised. That is not against the value of this wreckage or bringing it back.

'... isn't this for combat?

'Probably just for customer service. Though I think it's part of the business to keep the customers who have been slammed for some reason as quiet as possible.'

'Me, I'm still dying. Besides, he was talking about killing rights and all that noise, right? Still not for combat?

'That's not our responsibility even if we let them die out of hand trying to seize a drunk guest. That's all I'm telling you. Assuming that performance is also based on physical abilities and therapeutic skills in the old world, I guess it's just sometimes necessary. Plus, you'd be more armed for combat. At a time when I'm trying to hold him down with my bare hands, I think it's easy enough.'

'... right. It's not for combat. "

Akira was convinced yet again of the anomalies of the old world, deepening her misunderstanding of the old world.

Akira then packed the dolls' wreckage to the limit and returned to the makeshift base. When he went out to buy the remains of the dolls, like a split corpse, at the makeshift base's shopping mall, the corresponding official gave him the expression he had drawn in many ways.

I knew I should have left then. Akira thought so and exhaled.