Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

Most of the information from the emergency backup data cartridge is worthless and irrelevant.

Astra's behavior and crusaded protozoa, combat behavior, items gained and skill levels raised, items used and meals eaten, facilities and stores visited, etc.

They are recorded along with searches performed dozens of times per second and are organized based on them for use as a point of return in the unlikely event of his death.

Organizing in this case means that it is processed into a format that matches the format of the information installed on the aircraft at the time of resurrection, and it is difficult for this work not to improve readability.

"What do you say, Nilma? Did you find anything?

Someday I heard Nilma helping me with the work next door.

He shook his head while crushing the can of energy drinks.

"Hmm. The angle of the bent knee that saved Astra's strength when he jumped the third time when he fought the 395th Scalefish."

"I see. I just found out the tension rate of the artificial fiber when Astra picked up the bear doll on the shelf at the grocery store where Astra visited for the third time."

Drink the coffee you brewed in thick water and sigh loudly.

When you look behind you, there is a decoding team that stacks up like a corpse and runs a pen with a ghost voice around it.

To put it like a boulder, I still kept myself around and helped me organize the output data.

"Is Nilma Enadri?

He looks down at a flashy tinted can scattered under his chair and listens.

Passion Peach Electric Blue Flavour Shocking Mango Ultra Violet flavour, Happy Lucky Banana Green Cosmos flavour and a unique product whose taste cannot be deduced from the name in the first place, which is not seen in a realistic way.

"I don't drink much if it's realistic. Susano's vending machines are lined up with products supervised by a real beverage manufacturer. I don't really like the flavour, but there are things that I can't drink in real life, so I think I'll enjoy it."

I see, Letty's on an adventure in the new world.

The taste reproduction function of virtual reality can be reproduced at low cost even for dishes that cannot be realistic or even commercialized.

Even so, there were many food and beverage manufacturers lined up to fund this game, and they also had their side as a testing ground.

Products that have been miraculously hit by some kind of applause are rarely developed or sold in real life.

I thought Crowley's cigarettes were some kind of experimental product.

Is that so? It's hard to use if it's realistic without suppressing the smell. "

"You're crazy about the flavor before that."

I have a conversation without contents, but in the meantime I can't stop looking.

Although the data itself is changing, it is fundamentally a monotonous collation process. If you don't distract yourself a little, you will lose your mind in the game.

"If only the data were sorted chronologically."

"It feels like we're following our own protocol. I can't be alarmed because I get weird time data from weird places."

"If you read this, you'll be able to train your eyes a lot."

I don't know how to write at all

Letty and the others went out to attack the shrine because there was nothing we could do.

It seems that each of the photography teams continues to investigate in each field, and from time to time the image data is sent.

"Nh?

"What's wrong?

Gestalt collapses One step closer to the collapse, he leans his neck with an unexpected slight catch.

Nimma looks at us and looks down on the paper at hand.

This is probably a mechanical eye record.

"So you're saying it's just ahead of us?

"I hope so....."

Nilma grabs a bunch of paper piled up on my right and transfers it to her table.

"Let's split up. It's more likely this way."

"Oh, thank you."

Finally, I grabbed the tip of my tail.

Drink the freshly refilled coffee again and lengthen your spine a lot.

Once we regained our temper, we threw ourselves into the turbidity of the symbol again.

†

The production team, led by the president of the Damascus union, Crowley, was playing with the special card reader and monitor again at the stage of manufacture and delivery.

Occasionally, there are requests for development from the shooting team, orders for additional paper from the writing team, and so on, but it seems that mechanical engineers rarely appear.

"Ugh, I'm free!"

"Card reader, I've already drawn the blueprint for version 5."

"If it's not an order, the Knights won't have a budget. Make your own money."

Playing around with a suspicious collection of metal parts they didn't know what to use, they were trying to find a place to pour their passion.

When I was making a prototype imitation of the mechanical eye, it was worth doing inside and it was fun.

He wanted to create a next-generation model with more details quickly, but there was no response after the first delivery.

I think that mechanical eye can be improved even more.

"There are a few things I'd like to try out with the materials and workmanship of the circuit. I feel like I can reproduce it by using it."

No matter how much you sigh, you can't use the Knights' financial resources without an order, and then you can't consume rare materials like hot water.

What a waste of money, the mechanics who suffered from the lack of money for thousands of years were happy with the luck that came down temporarily, but I fell to the bottom of my disappointment if I hadn't heard that I'd spent such a lifetime.

"Crowley, come on, we want to make something."

"What are the Reggies doing?"

The engineers who stood in their seats and couldn't wait any longer will negotiate directly with our leader, who is entrusted with this workshop.

Coming to Crowley, who was reading report-like documents at a desk in the corner of the workshop, they thumped at the desk to surprise Crowley.

"You guys are really unbearable....."

Crowley threw the paperwork, laughing bitterly at a direct negotiation she didn't know many times.

"Now the decoding team, Reggie and Nirma are running at their full capacity. I'm digging up the data on the white moon's eye that Astra's forensics should have found, and looking into its structure."

"As soon as we know the structure, we'll have a mechanical eye order, I know that!

Technicians who have been given the same explanation many times know it enough to get tired of it.

"The question is, when will that order come?"

"Yes, yes!

Ledgers begin decryption work, half a day early in game time.

In the meantime, about 90 useless karakuri were made by engineers to comfort themselves.

I still haven't heard from the Reggies, and I don't see anything that could have predicted their turn.

"Ugh, I want to turn the screw!"

"Just weld it a little...."

"Whatever it is, I'll just make you say the iron."

"You guys have been doing that for a long time! The report should be coming soon, so wait a little longer."

The technicians swell their cheeks at Crowley's stupid expression and scratch it like a child.

"How much longer do I have to wait! How many hours, how many minutes, how many seconds did Izanami go around!

"A liar is the beginning of a drobo!

"You're elementary school kids! It's written in this report!

Van, Crowley taps the paper with momentum.

The engineers surrounded themselves with fear of being pushed out and looked at the written text.

"Discover Astra's mechanical eye description"

"Perhaps there is data nearby that is of interest."

"Soon we will be able to raise the order!

"Get ready and wait!!

As the reading progresses, the engineers' eyes shine back.

"This is it! We wanted to hear that!

"Hyah! I can't stay like this. Get an order!

"Why didn't you tell me this?

"I thought I'd teach you before I left..."

Crowley exhales purple smoke and rolls it with a sweet fragrance.

These technicians are Dantons' top players in their field, with the brilliant minds and skills that Crowley recognizes.

There was no doubt about it, but this lack of patience was the only flaw in the balls.

"That's why you have to wait..."

Crowley's words, trying to forgive the boiling engineers, quickly opened the workshop door.

Crowley, it's an order.

Beyond the door appeared the sleazy Reggie and Nirma.

They stood at the edge of each other's support, holding several reports in their hands.

"This is a specification based on the data you both risked your lives searching for. Thank you very much."

The sunflower appearing behind them adds a word.

Well, let's get some rest.

That said, Reggie and the others were eager to leave.

Crowley leaves behind and reads the specifications handed over.

"I don't know if it's fine. And the ingredients aren't rare. How innocent are you going to be?"

"Mr. Crowley!

"Crowley!

"Guild president!!!

As he raised his face, the technicians who burned his eyes approached.

"Oh, come on."

Hand over the specifications.

Having grasped it, they entered the work with a wavering cheer throughout the fort.