Three years after D Genesis Dungeon

§ 186 Meeting (3)

"Well, for the third time, you're used to it."

We showed up in front of us, pushing the usual iron gate and listening to the usual sound effects called Kee.

"Next time you want to stay oily."

"I can't afford it."

"About the beginning."

"If you're done, you've been running away with your body the last two times."

"Totally."

Looking up from the outside, the hall has a standard manor house structure, if you ask me.

The more manor houses should be upstairs at the time, the lower end employee's room, so the study would be upstairs at best.

It's the house that looks most like two floors, so it may be the first floor, but from the last peek, it didn't seem like such a room on the first floor.

"Actually, the lobby on the front porch where the bookshelf was stunned, wouldn't it combine the study?

"Is there such a manor house? It's a maniac house."

Instead of inscriptions, Dr. Tyler comes up with Vienna. Um, that could be ant.

The first time Munin, Gargoyle and Monoai greeted us, but the second time, they were servants walking around fluffy. Monoai, what a servant he was in.

This time...

"Second and first moves together?

Not to mention that the repair is done, but the gargoyle on the roof is looking at us, and the thing eye under the house seems to be alive and well. I don't know if it was munin, but the crowed birds were also swarming on leafless trees in fairly remote positions, with a few flying and returning from time to time.

And all over the hall, the servants and the Ghosts walked flunkily.

"You're all seated in Manhattan."

"What, that analogy"

"So, through the front entrance?

"No, let's go on the same route as the second time. Once inside the hall - Rosario, I asked for it."

With that said, out of the backpack, I heard a pillul and a small voice.

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"What is this place?

In front of the western hall where the potpounds swept inside the graveyard, the three Victors were stunned.

"I've seen it in videos before, like a movie trailer"

Quantan, the intelligence officer, told me to whine.

"What?

JDA released a story called "The Museum of Satisfaction."

"The museum where you wander?

Quantan told the two of them what he remembers in information released by JDA.

"So what? They defeated 373 zombies. '

Victor glanced at the hall.

"- You mean you made that appear?

In fact, defeating 373 monsters who had already appeared in the hall would not reappear, but they did not know about it.

"Is that what this is all about, coming to the ten layers of the night"

That's what Thierry said as he was convinced.

We didn't know if the guys at D-Powers had made this hall appear, but Thierry thought that the Seekers, at least on the 10th floor of the night, would only be themselves and them.

'Well, who's in contact...'

"I guess that means someone in there."

"They say this hall will disappear at midnight tomorrow.... So, what are we gonna do?

That's what Quantan asked watching JDA's video.

I was anxious to see if I could survive the monsters in the video with my current gear.

When I looked at the clock, I just said half an hour to the limit.

For a few seconds, Viktor, who was thinking while looking at the hall, looked back at the two of them and said:

"Let's go"

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We broke into the building after opening the mansion, and we were walking around the building guided by the rosary.

Whatever you think, it's a straight corridor, so it's like going upstairs and going straight, but the route the Rosary took was an odd one going up and down stairs everywhere.

Besides...

"Senior. Just now, didn't you go up and up and up and up again?

"Never mind. If you care, you lose."

They're going to say what kind of battle you're in, but it's necessary for mental stability.

He said the route itself was some kind of spell.

"Are you saying you can't get there on that other route?

"I guess."

Even upstairs would mean that it's not necessarily the same upstairs. Quantum bits. However, there are several upstairs overlapping and it depends on the route which upstairs will be enabled.

If that happens in the macro world, the world's order is going to collapse, but this is a different world. Yeah, that's why it's everything.

"But then again, going up the stairs four times is like another story..."

"Never mind. If you care, you lose."

We followed behind the rosary fast with an unpleasant sweat on our foreheads.

Finally, she stepped down in front of a single door and knocked twice on the floor with this one and her beak.

"Is that, too, some kind of curse?

"No, that's just..."

That seems to be the end of the line.

I wasn't sure if I should knock, but I just stood in the front and the door opened inwards to welcome us in.

"It's called the front entrance, it's called here, it's a hall full of service spirit."

I shrugged my shoulders as I freaked out inside.

When I walked indoors, it did look like a study there.

On the left wall there was a bookcase, and on the right wall there was one large painting, and on the top left of that painting there was a letter. It's French.

D 'où Venons Nous

Que Sommes Nous

Où Allons Nous

"Where we come from, who we are, where we go,"

"Are we seekers? Or Dantsk, ladies?

"What a difficult problem that is."

Gorgan wrote about humanity, including himself, but the moment this painting is hung here, its meaning becomes obscure.

"But dungeons, by the way, attack with flavor -"

"Welcome"

Turning to a voice hung from the front, sometime, Dr. Tyler, who was sitting in a heavy chair on the other side of the desk that was used and candied, was looking at this one with his face up.

Uh, were you there when you came in?

I thought, "I'm with you guys again."

Pathan and the Doctor, who stood up with the book closed, pointed it in the palm of his right hand as he sat on the sofa set resting neatly in the room.

Sitting down as he was told, he poured tea from the tea set he had prepared for the wagon, put it in front of us, and then sat down in the seat across the street himself.

From the cup, the fruity, sweet aroma rises.

I, after staring at the surface of the tea reflecting the light as it wobbled for a while, pointed to it, joked and said it trivially.

"If you drink this, you won't be able to go back to the world you came from, will you?

The doctor laughed when he heard it and put his mouth on his cup.

No, you're a resident here. Because it doesn't prove anything.

"This isn't Camicotan, and neither Persephone nor Isanami have unfortunately ever been here. I'm sure you'll like Gopaldara's tea leaves."

"Gopaldara?"

"It is also a farm on the highlands in the Darjeeling region. From the shade and the time of year, it's probably autumnal."

According to what Sanho finally taught me in a whisper, its meaning is "Gopal Fountain Water," and then Gopal is like a child of God.

"You're familiar. It's fruity and sweet, but after a while, the smell of flowers will show up."

"Dr. Tyler, is he a tea maker?

"I don't think I care about anything but research," he replied, laughing.

Apparently, tea was his grandmother's hobby, which was the owner of this hall. You mean reproduction from memory and experience?

But the waters of God's child's fountain.

I would like to avoid the danger of Yellow Springs Dojo (* 1) in peace, and this would be the case if it were of any type.

I took three red cans out of my vault and put them on the table.

No American researcher can beat this guy and the temptation of pizza (bias)

"Ho."

The Doctor looked at the can and said just one word.

I offered it to him.

"It would be great if it were a bottle."

Saying so, the Doctor pulled a pull tab, cold and cold and poured it down his throat.

Coca-Cola. It's Their Soul Food (Prejudice)

"So if you've come all the way here, there's something you want to ask me?

The Doctor, who enjoyed it for a moment and gave it a small loaf, has cut it out that way.

"No, I thought you might want to hear it."

"Me?

"More than that, Dantsk."

"To you guys? What the hell?

I did not answer the question and picked up the cramshell style laptop that Sanho had prepared from the vault.

"Here you go."

"What's this?

"Maybe Dantsk wants it the most,"

"That's a pretty good one."

So the Doctor opened the lid on his notebook.

There, a moderated version of the "Snuggly Question Box" was displayed offline.

"Don't you want to talk to normal people?

Of course there were numerous explorers included there, but there would be few so-called professional seekers.

The words of those who could almost be described as ordinary people were there.

With a strange look on his face, the Doctor shook his head (wearing it) when he manipulated the keyboard.

Huh? Lies? You're not interested? If that's the case, our plan...

"Uh, unfortunately, I can't read Japanese."

I didn't think so, I almost slipped off the couch.

How can that be the only real place!

"But..."

The Doctor continued with a bitter smile at my daunting reactions.

- Apparently, you've succeeded in attracting her interest.

Chasing the Doctor's gaze, she was sitting on a candy desk with a girl sitting on her back and peeking into her laptop.

A laptop?

Looking back at the Doctor, there was a notebook that looked the same.

"Apparently, it's also easy to copy inorganic objects"

"Well, that would be easier than reconfiguring a human..."

If it's synthesized at the elementary particle level, smaller volumes would be easier.

It even reproduces human memory, and it may not have been the extent to which the information on the memory was reproduced.

She was reading it with pleasure.

Is there no stray in the operation because the doctors are still mixed up?

"You're reading normally"

"Some computer. Nice to meet you. I thought you'd read the information in a flash."

So, after typing something, I snapped my neck.

Right here. This is where the battle is going.

I can't get back to you like that.

I had prepared it in advance, I took the table of frequencies out of my pocket and showed it to her.

"If you relay the waves outside the dungeon and between the layers, you'll be able to connect - talk."

The moment I said that, the sound effects of her PC connecting to our mainframe rang.

"Senior!"

When I switched to that voice, the smartphone antenna, which Sanho had offered, stood nicely and fully marked.

That said, the age of intra-dunction communications opened the curtain.

Anyway, what an insane structure each layer is in another space. As much as relaying terrestrial radio waves to each layer, there will be no production for dungeon producers. I'm just saying I didn't need that.

She was silently punching something into the PC. If it's the meeting, Narise should be moderating the content on the ground and connecting it to the bulletin board.

I want to leave it to AI in the future, but probably not. I just have to hang out with Dantsk with my manpower for a while.

We think at least until she gets used to it, but if the Dungeon Society or the state finds out about this, they'll probably want to moderate it forever.

Thinking about what to do with it is a problem ahead.

"Sounds like fun"

"Not at all. And, apparently, you've accomplished your goal."

When the Doctor said so to tease him, he closed one eye. Spread out.

"Speaking of which, there's only one thing I'd like to ask you."

"What is it?

I asked Mr. Narise a question about the stairs down to the 33rd floor.

The Doctor, who heard that, gave me only one word of advice, "You should take the rosary with you".

Is it still hidden somewhere?

Rather than that, given how it was acquired, the rosary may be part of a gimmick to show the secret gardens and the way to the 33 layers.

"Oh?"

Suddenly the Doctor, with his neck hanging, took his seat and walked up to the window.

"Apparently, you have a new customer."

"Huh?"

I move to the window in a hurry.

Looking down at the front yard from there, just three seekers from the main entrance were about to break in with a strange machine. I know he's a porter, but he's not shaped like anything I've seen on the 18th floor before.

They must be aiming for the front entrance, like when we first got here. And there's an inscription there.

"Maybe those were the guys just now? Three, what's the time left?

"We still have more than half an hour."

Pretty good. This is a pattern where you get caught if you don't run away.

"Do you think the people in the hall will attack only those with inscriptions in their hands?

"How do we know we're not one of them?

"There are, party-by-party"

"I have a parent there, why don't you ask?

"- So, what do you think?

The doctor looked like trouble, he said, shrugging his shoulders.

"Do you think the developers will see how AI behaves after it's developed enough and learned on its own?

Yeah, well, maybe.

It's a rare story that a developer who can't read Japanese can create a Japanese recognition AI.

The behavior of generic AI in the true sense cannot be expected from the developer.

"I have no choice, do I withdraw now? Well, Doctor, we're done here."

I don't know what to say, but be careful.

"I don't think I can come for a while anymore -"

I said, pointing to the PC on my desk.

"I can get in touch with you. The battery..."

"Let's do something about that here"

When we said goodbye to the two of us, we left the place behind.

She looked like she was laughing and waving as she glanced at Dantsk on her desk slightly before leaving the door.

"Well, seniors. From where?"

"Well, we'll have to go down the stairs on the kitchen side and escape at will. I asked you, Rosario."

Above me, the rosary rang small.

If the return route is spellbound, it will take too long for us to get to the right door.

"What about the front entrance?

"I've come this far. I can only count on you."

I'd like to help if I could go help, but depending on the timing of the interruption, it's probably impossible to break through an eyeball turned into a bunch of demons with three people who are unlikely to listen.

It's not weird to be in a fight with the three of you if you do poorly.

If they're professionals too, they should be watching the footage JDA uploaded, and let's hope they're not mistaken for the draw.

The servants on the way were ignoring us, just as they were coming.

Probably hasn't gotten his hands on the inscription yet. It is only natural to be more cautious than necessary at first sight, even if you are not a professional.

Rushing down the stairs in front of the kitchen, a gunshot sounded from behind the building.

"Apparently, the Battle of Barrowites has begun."

"Are those people okay?

"I don't know, we'll hunt eyeballs as long as we can in a position to leave the hall!

I hope that helps them at all.

Copy that, sir.

There's still an hour left until the hall disappears.

If the French or the Germans can escape on their own, they should be able to do so, in front of the gate, to the extent that they cover it.

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Then for a while, we were forming near the gatepost, attacking eyeballs underneath the house and gargoyles on the roof.

The monsters around him attacked us in reaction to it, but it wasn't a big deal of trouble.

"Three good?"

Five minutes, sir.

About a minute has passed since the shooting at the front entrance broke off, but they haven't come out yet.

"What do you think?

"Barrowite did it, or else he did it, and he searched the indoors -"

When Sanho nearly said so, the eyeballs beneath the house slowly drooped to the ground and heard gunshots again.

"- Looks like you got the inscription!

"Even the Ghost attacked you! Anyway, I'm gonna pull you over a little bit!

"Copy that!

I created a ton of water lance, shot, shot and shot.

The nearby eyeball, which struck, turned its spear and headed this way.

"What are they doing?!

I wish I'd just pulled out of the front door, but I won't be out for long.

In doing so, the eyeballs, who were on the other side of the front door, slipped in through the front door.

"Senior!"

"Whatever it takes, you can't go in there!

That's half the number of eyeballs coming this way.

I can't believe I kicked these guys in and went through the front door to help them.

At that moment, when he thought it was impossible, the hall of the hall began to ring its bell high and its contours began to distort, at 23: 59.

If Inferno could be used, it would be possible to call it annihilation at once, but somehow beyond that herd, there might be a Seeker. Even the Nova system cannot be used.

We'll do our best to destroy the flock flowing this way just as we splashed the iron sphere, shooting in the water lance at all costs.

The pressure of the herd of eyeballs is dichotomous, which makes it possible to stay here, unlike before.

Taking advantage of the fluttering ground beneath our feet, we retreated all the way out the gate.

I guarded it there for less than a minute, but even if the contours of the hall melted down and the sound of the bells in the tower was broken off, they did not return.

Could it be a loss of top explorers? This...

In a while, the undead will crawl out of the surrounding graves again.

Anyway, now I just had to try to find their traces while collecting items scattered around.

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As we kicked through the undead, we had to finish exploring where the hall was, and we sent Dory out on the hill to evacuate there.

I could have been a DP house, but the ten layers have a better track record of Dory.

Mentally exhausted, I closed my eyes for a moment and prayed for their blessings, which might have been sacrificed, as I deposited my stirrups on Dinette's couch.

I don't hear much in Yoyogi these days, but even now, at this moment, Explorer's life is lost in dungeons all over the world.

Even if you know it as knowledge, it's still the Japanese who are upset when it happens in front of you. Even if that's the ones you don't know, even if you don't even see the body.

"Naruto-san felt that she was obsessed with metastatic stones."

I said that to no one while I drank the cold water Sanho poured me.

"The Dungeon Management Division will be loaded with this kind of information."

I answered that without even looking back at this one while Sanho searched for something.

With day-to-day weather, she also seemed to feel just something.

"Found on the ruins of a museum, scrap though. You're probably a French porter. There was a similar airframe in the press release when French military and Renault jointly developed it. My nickname is Ark."

"The Ark? Well again... and how..."

I tried to say I looked it up, and I remembered that it was already an environment where the internet could be used.

"Even if the hall disappears, the radio waves seem to be still available."

"Well... luckily in misfortune, can I say"

I watched Dory's roof silently for a while, thinking of the meaning of the word as blurry, but was anxiously attacked.

"In exchange for the communications environment, a new communication tool has passed into Dantsk's hands, but that PC, I'm sure it's okay?

I'd like to take this opportunity to avoid Dantsk mastering networks around the world...

"It's not wired, absolutely not, but whatever you do should go through our mainframe"

"What if they rewrite the settings? Because they're collectively unconscious, a password might not mean anything, right?

Even a sense of sanity should be included there.

So even the password for the route should be there if you look.

"The root password has been replaced with a bullshit input after all the settings have been completed"

"Huh? Well, even if it's a trinity, the reset is..."

"You can't."

That's what she said as she shook her head to the side.

"What's Single User Mode?

"I've broken the run-level one setting"

The run level means the mode of operation of the UNIX system OS, and a single user mode is mostly set for 1.

Single user mode is a mode that can be root without a password, but cannot be used if the corresponding run-level configuration file is broken.

Then, well - no.

"If they reinstall the whole OS, there's nothing you can do."

"The OS download itself, via our mainframe, can be replaced."

Still looking at me twisting my head worryingly, Sancho said.

"Senior, you saw a copy of that notebook, right? If you're going to connect to the internet and do something, you've done it a long time ago. 'Cause if it's from a copy, it's not from around here."

"Bye?"

That said, Sancho shook his smartphone and showed it to him.

I see. Sure, there will be a lot of guys bringing their smartphones into the dungeon. Because even if you can't communicate, you can use other functions.

If Dantsk is concerned about it, does he copy it all he wants, even the hardware and the software?

"What if?" What do you think people would do if they saw Dantsk's writing on SNS? And what if the content is a ton of demos?

"You're mostly done with 'B'. Normally, you might not be able to deal with them."

"Right?"

"No way -"

What she wants is communication, not destroying human infrastructure.

So even if I had the ability to freely dive anywhere on the net, I wouldn't have been interested in that. At least until now.

"Don't you feel like you've tried it a long time ago?

"Right -"

Aside from the hardware and software, there is also a problem called communication route.

Although no radio waves were received in Yoyogi or Yokohama, a facility like The Ring, for example, might have kept the communication facilities alive.

Is there a good chance that something that absorbed Dr. Tyler and the others tried it?

- It could be possible.

We might be able to find out from the worldwide SNS, three years worth of logs if there was actually such a writing, but it would be difficult for us.

So it's impossible to verify.

But that's probably why I was happy to see that site because I had that experience.

Of course this is also impossible to verify.

"At a time when she remembers or worries about such questions, she may have lost her mind."

"Running with Satori is difficult."

I took out my smartphone.

There, the icons showing the wave status were all lit up nicely.

At the risk of properly communicating with Dantsk, humanity gained an environment in which it could communicate within the dungeon.

Which gained - yet, no one knew.