The Summoner is Going

Confirmation of the surrounding equipment is left to the information processing unit.

No matter what, backing up the data is going on at the same time.

This will take time.

I manipulated my long-time mobile device with an exploratory blob to check the contents.

Inside is still a suicide note.

No, this is...

Kuzu.

Including the equipment we have here, it's a terrible substitute for a souvenir!

... maybe a few days have passed.

It was a situation where I couldn't care less about time.

Numerous over-technologies brought into the modern era by the operation.

Its origins came from parallel worlds.

Kuzu says it's all about technology hundreds of years from now.

Once the information has been checked, stop the hand scrutinizing it and confirm one end of it.

Mass production facilities for the nanomachine group were located at this relay station.

I actually tried to manufacture a nanomachine, but it's invisible.

Yeah.

I'm a nanomachine because I can't see it!

Various types of nanomachines also existed.

For medical, manufacturing, exploration, modification...

Adjusted nanomachines were available by application.

This orbital elevator and relay station were also built by nanomachines!

It's like magic!

Perform brain and brain stem checks using medical nanomachines.

Life-support devices are also maintained with modified nanomachines.

Create a new life support device with a manufacturing nanomachine.

My brain and brain stem are completely refreshed?

Well, let's do that.

The prosthetic body used so far became similar to the new one.

... sooner or later the day will come to use this in battle?

I may be in vain, but I kept it ready for once.

Watch Kujuku's phone while performing various tasks using the work robots.

You know, you could really make a atonement, right?

That's what I started to think.

This is a mountain of treasure.

If the state or the company knew about it, it would kill them.

This will always be the case with the antimatter manufacturing equipment provided for relay stations alone.

... neither the state nor the corporation exist on Earth now, but...

Kuzu said I couldn't make it.

Certainly the operation has left this place, and I haven't made it.

But there was equipment and information left here because Kuzu resisted.

There were signs everywhere that he was obstinately disturbing the disposition.

... right.

What if I was here sooner?

I couldn't help but think so.

Check the progress of the work to be carried out as a matter of the highest priority.

Mass production of reconnaissance drones is going well.

However, the number to be prepared will be enormous and will not end for the time being.

And the mass production of modified nanomachines is good.

This is loaded into reconnaissance drones and used for radioactive contaminated areas everywhere.

It should help improve the soil.

The power units required for these are also in mass production.

I don't see the end of these either.

... manufacturing facilities can be increased.

I actually increased it.

I'm just worried there's not enough room for a relay station!

Now there are more robots for my hands and feet.

Kuzu, this isn't what you call a buddy, is it?

So I was using half of my reconnaissance drone to do important work.

It's a search for survivors.

In this devastated world, we searched for humans who were still alive.

I'm not even remotely manipulated by the robot's autonomous behavior, but...

At the same time, power units have been recovered from the robots that have been destroyed.

It's dangerous.

The container is sturdy and the contents of the antimatter can be maintained in a stable manner, but it cannot be said to be complete.

Now, there's a substitute that's on hold among the devices around us.

It's time to check.

Virtual reality terminals.

It's the simple type of guy Kuzu used.

Anazerlink Saga Online.

Naturally, the program has been installed.

What about the server?

It remained at this relay station.

It stays running.

I couldn't afford to log in.

No, I didn't think I had time to play.

I'm just tired.

I know I can't follow the operation any further and I'm being chased at the end of the day.

Mentally, I was tired.

... Yeah.

Just a little.

Just a little bit, okay?

I would like to log in.

Besides, there's no fighting here.

Well, naturally.

There are no enemies now.

No, if it's an enemy.

Kuzu, you're right.

A battle in the name of reconstruction, huh?

It was definitely a difficult enemy.

'You are already logged in with the same biometric'

... I got an error logging in.

That's crazy.

Logged in, you say?

Who did?

No, I can't think of anything other than me using biometric...

"One message, I'm getting it"

What? I'm sorry.

Who the hell are you from?

Play this game in this devastated world.

Is there still such a crazy guy out there?

Interesting.

Let's open it.

... Huh?

"I was logged in at 9: 00 tomorrow morning at Game Standard Time."

That's all the text is.

The sender is Mr. Juna.

How the hell did you do that?

Doubts did arise.

But this is extraordinary good news!

View the clock.

I checked the time for a long time.

I can't believe how many days have passed!

I'm surprised at you over there!

"... what's this?

The next day, I tried to log in at the specified time.

There were no errors.

And where am I?

The ground is like a mirror.

The sky is a starry sky.

I thought again, but this is amazing.

Beautiful.

There are several vortex nebulae shining in the sky.

It's like competing against each other for that glow!

How about myself?

No gear.

He was in plain clothes and possessed nothing to gain.

Virtual windows do not display all items.

The same goes for the spell list.

Initial state?

Seems so.

I'll try to move my body.

Move freely.

The five senses seem to be properly equipped.

My soles are cold and my skin is cold.

That makes me strangely happy.

I missed it.

"You're here."

"Huh?"

There's a voice from behind!

Unexpectedly keep your distance.

But a smile looming in front of me.

Mr. Juna?

"Sai!"

They took my left arm!

The next moment the landscape is already inverted!

The feeling of being tapped to the ground.

But it moves quickly.

I went to pay my ankle with my right hand.

But there's no more ankles there!

What looms in front of you is a mysterious object.

No, already pressed?

"That was a good reaction, Keith!

"... Huh!"

I can't answer that.

Yes, my breath hurts too!

I already know.

Hardened.

An object that is merely stiffening but can be pressed is tormenting me.

No, I'm making you comfortable!

It's not stiff, it's stiff tits, right?

Tap and tap on Mr. Juna's back.

Resistance is pointless.

I wonder if I can keep doing this, it's horrible!

"No more! Resist a little!

"... it wouldn't make sense, would it?

"Neither Keith is funny!

"... Huh?

Which one do you mean?

But someone answered the question.

"... that was a disaster."

"Huh!

Looking up, there's my face.

No, the face of the avatar I was using.

Why would you do that?

Why is there another me?

"Dear Juna..."

"Master, a little serious"

"No more! I didn't just do a light parent-child skinship!

"Extra!

Grandma Guerta is poking Juna's head with a cane.

Mr. Legrand, Master Olennew was lining up his face with tears.

Uh, why?

No, wait.

There's a guy I can't see.

Muscle idiots nasty!

"CHEEEEEEEE!"

When I jump up, I approach the demon god as it is.

I can't use spells or martial arts.

So what's up!

Meanwhile, I was impressed.

This is how the ape voice has to be!

"Huh?"

"Shh!"

They took my arm from the side again!

Carry on but keep moving forward.

I shoved my arm in and I hooked up the back of my knee and kicked it up!

"Muh?"

"Sai!"

Did you get hit?

Beat your bouncing legs straight to the ground and drop your hips.

Interception, only one!

What approaches the present is the elbow.

Drop your hips even more and tackle your belly with your right shoulder!

It feels good, but it doesn't fall.

It rolls straight to the ground.

No, on purpose, huh?

My opponent's leg was pinching my hip.

Guard position posture!

Who got in the way?

Needless to say.

I'm the other one.

I don't know why.

Maybe it's the doll that took pictures of me, but...

No, I don't need a reason.

Now I wanted to move my body asexually.

Prevent them from being locked by inserting arms.

Maybe they're after my ankle.

Because I would!

"Huh!"

"Humph!"

They held my left ankle, but I don't mind moving.

Hold your head tight and aim for the front head lock.

No, you've been guarding me?

The reaction is fast!

But your ankles are too tight for you, right?

Stand up to each other and push them away.

Keep your distance to see who they are again.

I'm the one there.

Definitely, who I am.

He was smiling at the carnivore.

Convinced.

This is not a doll that pictures him.

... No, wait.

It abruptly overlaps with your grandfather's appearance.

You remind me of something I don't like!

"" Ha-ha-ha!

Laughter heard at the same time.

Who's gonna laugh?

It was me.

No, the other me was laughing, too.

Nice smile.

This is what a mad-driven sailor child has to be!

I must have the same smile.

Now, how do I fight myself?

It was simple.

You can keep doing this.

I just hope you enjoy it.

I was actually feeling good!