11th floor – Lv. 765 Stormcry Armored Brigade (1)
The developer of this beggar game was a company full of really experimental gamblers.
As you can see, it was far from commercial achievements, as you can see from the fact that the beginning was not a company, but rather a group of nerds.
It’s just a case of being proud and setting up a company to make what they want to make.
After that, I worked without eating or sleeping properly, so I realized plausible success and the number of employees increased.
such a sweet story.
Of course, the game itself is made to suit the tastes of game nerds rather than considering user convenience.
He didn’t even give up on it.
At least until the moment I’m dragged into the labyrinth.
So the development of this game was largely a battle against data mining.
I remember the bold remarks of the planner.
[There is no way to stop data mining. But what if the data is filthy? Wahahahahahahaha!]
Data mining refers to the operation of checking game data and how it is structured.
Those remarks are just bullshit saying that there are so many things, so many cases, and so many random encounters that you don’t even know what to look for.
But these psychopaths have partially realized that.
No matter how good the graphics are, it’s a semi-classical dot game, so it doesn’t consume a lot of development capability.
The size of the company has grown considerably, and it is now possible to change personnel.
First of all, even if all the founding members were insane.
In a game where the number of users is not so small, even the miners who dig data have made a maze to the point of getting lost.
There is a lot of digging, but even miners are confused about what is what.
I thought the makers would be confused too, but they did it unexpectedly well. Actually, this was a mystery to me too.
After coming to the labyrinth, he seems to know a little bit of possibility.
Maybe all of those children have been to this labyrinth?
Could it have been cleared?
how did you wake up X foot bastards.
Get me out too!
* * *
In that sense, the first thing I should check is whether this future is beneficial to me.
It is said that even in the days of games, the planner rolled his head to implement such a system.
In the end, what came out was a form in which the future and the past are derived from the medieval fantasy world that appears most often.
In detail, there is a near future and a distant future, similarly there is a near past and a distant past.
The most fluid of these is the future.
The future is undetermined.
The future I experienced can be transformed into someone else’s skill again.
In order to be completely confirmed, you need to make sure it is solid enough that it will not change no matter what happens.
So, first I had to check what kind of race or what kind of force the battleship that was going down now belonged to.
All the party members were busy moving. My mission to them is to search for survival.
The information that the future self gave me was that as soon as I entered the 11th floor, I would experience a violent fall.
I can’t go into more detail than that.
The future me and the present me are completely different timelines, so it is a matter that can be somewhat different.
The party members disperse. What you need is a lifeboat, if possible, a filter that can produce drinking water, and food is also good.
These are the things that will help you survive on the planet’s surface, which, in any case, would have an unknown environment.
Me and the little boy move separately. Because vampires can fly freely, a fall is not a crisis.
Seeing the sun’s light so warm, it would be painful to take a bamboo shoot.
Once again the hull shakes.
There was an explosion somewhere.
It seems they are still under attack.
it’s a big boat
I run down the hallway and look around.
The ceiling is not very high. Even ogres, let alone trolls, are difficult to pass through.
Orcs are also large. The average height of an adult male oak reaches 2 meters, so even if you save space, it is not greenskin.
The finish is also very neat. Greenskin engineers enjoy making their racial traits clunky and robust.
It doesn’t feel so smooth.
Good news so far.
However, there is no information that can be judged to be a goblin.
Goblins are small. That’s a pretty big plus for a future where guns and fleets roam around.
The corridor now looks just about the size of a human.
And some decorative magic patterns.
No matter how you look at it, the base is an ancient fairy fish.
It must be fairies who like things like this.
Once you understand the rough structure, you will know where the players are. Run towards the supposed bridge.
You can see the signs moving fast. not party members.
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Just made eye contact.It’s a stump fairy.
“you?”
He glanced at the insignia on the uniform. 3 unfamiliar symbols. Captain? colonel? What level should I judge? Anyway, he won’t be a lieutenant colonel.
will you subdue? Shall we negotiate?
A hostile attitude is withheld to determine the attitude of the other person.
Opponent pulls out a gun
“Exile? Wait, which one?”
“The enemy of Greenskin.”
“Is it the big one or the small one?”
A good question in itself. It seems that the Gobletarian Federation is still alive and well here.
“It’s like the smaller one.”
The stump fairy’s expression changes quickly. A lot of thoughts pass through.
The fairy, scratching her head nervously, came to a conclusion.
“Let’s go to the captain!”
Grab hold of the hand and run I ran as much as I was drawn to.
The perception of exiles changes dramatically as we go into the future.
The inhabitants of the continent are never fools. The existence of exiles who constantly appear in their lives is handed down only by word of mouth until the pre-modern era.
When proper communication equipment develops and Internet nonsense starts to be commercialized, everything is recorded.
The development of science itself has an impact as well.
The mindset of reason and rationality.
As technology advances, the villagers begin to study the exiles.
When this age is reached, the exiles will no longer be a nuisance. Strangers who appear with a certain mission while possessing strong powers.
asked as he ran.
“How many years have passed since the Fairy Wars?”
The fairy turns her head as if asking why, and then recalls that I am an exile.
The number of exiles who interfere with the future is undoubtedly small.
It doesn’t appear often, so even if you know it with knowledge, it’s probably the first time you’ve experienced it.
“I think 1500 years have passed.”
So, it must have been about 500 years since the 10th floor. If it is a long-lived race, it will still be alive.
The captain was surprisingly a fox-eared leaf fairy.
He looks like he’s in his late twenties. But the real age is not. A fairy’s appearance is only about 30 when compared to a human even at the moment of death.
By the way, leaf fairies don’t usually have crew members. That’s rare.
The stump fairy salutes vigorously.
The fox ear captain looks at me with a smirk.
“What, that exile…?”
a blank expression. oh i know this A fairy who knows me
fox ears? Where did you see it?
Fox-eared fairies are relatively rare.
The fox-eared captain also had a face that looked like he was looking for old memories. I blink my eyes very quickly.
Eyes go numb
I think I finally figured it out.
“The Archmage?”
damn it I see.
That leaf fairy kid who listened to my saga on the 6th floor. I remember how cute the hunter was.
That’s why you need to build good relationships.
* * *
If necessary, he was going to even loot it, but there was no reason to do so.
Gathered party members.
The young man has been taken away with a very troubled expression. The same goes for the youngest.
The hunter squawked and followed.
Orcs and orcs-like humans.
This is unavoidable.
A hostile race suddenly appeared on the fairy’s ship.
I’m just glad I didn’t kill him. It was only this much because the hunter defended it hard.
Young-gyeong-nim seemed to be hesitant about the situation he had seen for the first time in his life and experienced for the first time.
Once the crew was all headed to the lifeboat, the captain told me carefully.
“Are you here to save us again?”
A little while ago, it was the appearance of a seasoned soldier with a determined attitude.
As I say these words now, I can barely see traces of my childhood.
500 years old is not a young age as a fairy. He must be a veteran soldier among veterans.
But both humans and fairies are the same.
The existence of an exile who wiped out all the pursuers and even told a funny old story when they were chased and suffered from childhood.
How strong of a memory is it engraved?
Even after that, I built a friendly relationship with the fairy.
This is already the realm of conscience.
I am a being in a fairy tale.
I answered in order not to break the heart of the revived captain.
“Sure.”
The captain grinned. It seems he was funny even when he said it.
“Oh, I guess I’ve been here for a second. Let’s get on board.”
“Isn’t the other crew member empty?”
A shadow passes over the captain’s face.
“I can’t help it. If you let the legendary exile who returned after 500 years die, you will be disqualified. Even if you don’t die, you will die socially.”
Is that how you are remembered? Very good. as intended
“It’s okay because our party is all prepared for a fall.”
Don’t tell me you were planning on looting some supplies to survive on the planet’s surface.
The captain shakes his head.
“It’s a bad place here. The surface of the planet is infested with orcs. Even if you’re in a lifeboat, you can’t really guarantee survival.”
“Hey, are we the losers?”
“Iknow, right.”
A lot of emotions that pass by in an instant. Grief, shame, responsibility.
I grew up well.
“Then let me help you quickly from now on.”
“Yes? How…”
“Are there no vampires in the Gobletarian Federation?”
The captain started blinking his eyes incredibly fast. Is it a habit of thinking about something?
“Are you a vampire?”
“No, can’t you see?”
“that is…….”
“Okay, the vampire will dedicate himself to becoming a chaff. It will be more powerful than any other chaff.”
“Ah…, thanks.
Is it a ship that does not assume combat in the atmosphere?
Anyway, the captain’s face is a little shy.
i know i know In this era, the degree of dependence on personal experience is not what it used to be.
I’m more accustomed to using a device to check than to see it myself.
When you pretend to be a vampire, it’s like the old people who recognize you as a pretender.
Now you will be more familiar with the checkpoint magic equipment.
It is an era where the proportion of magic used by individuals has also decreased considerably.
So are the exiles. Most of the exiles are drawn from the modern Earth or from a time period not significantly different from it.
The exiles of the medieval fantasy era are future people.
They are more forward-looking and forward-looking in ways of thinking and acting.
But what about now?
The criterion by which most exiles sharpen themselves is the medieval fantasy period. That time is the most important, and I go there most often.
Exiles at this point in time are now past beings adept at forgotten technology.
This difference is not necessarily a bad thing.
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Just as the exiles did not adapt to the medieval way of thinking, so too do the inhabitants of this era forget something.For example, the powerlessness of an individual.
This is an era where there are no heroes who fight the world alone.
It’s true that’s impossible.
No matter how great a wizard he is, if he gets hit by a charged particle cannon crossfire, he will die.
However, for that reason, it is an era where no one assumes such a thing.
“Do you have any blood?”
“The medical officer will also have a human blood pack.”
“Are there any human crew members?”
“Ah… yes. Humans and fairies are in the same country now. You’ve jumped a lot of time.”
good night. Very good. It seems to have worked out really well.
This future should be fixed as it is if possible.
Then the ship shakes violently again.
It seemed to have taken a more decisive blow.
fall faster Even the remaining thrust is lost and free fall begins.
“Take care of our party members.”
“What are you going to do…?”
Leaving behind the captain’s words, I jumped into the passage where the lifeboat was ejected.
You can see the bottom of the sea of clouds.
The fire from the anti-aircraft guns pours like crazy.
Greenskin’s fortress.
Fortunately, the planet has air to breathe.
It looks like you did a good job terraforming. There’s no way the Greenskins would do that, they’d just steal what others did.
I split into as many bats as I could.
The sun is warm. It will do quite a bit of damage.
However, as long as the level of a vampire is not low enough, there is no problem.
A ship of this size would have plenty of blood packs.
First reach the ground safely and then think.
The scattered bats spread their magic power all at once.
It would be difficult to distinguish it from a lifeboat by observational equipment.
If you shoot down dozens and hundreds of illusions that have suddenly increased, you’ll miss the kernel.
As technology advances, some things are forgotten.
Now, there are cases where the use of conventional magic that has disappeared is clearly out of the question.
The infinitely shattered parts of me begin to be shot down.
Instead, other lifeboats survive.
Some of the unlucky lifeboats were eventually shot down, but the party members made it to the ground safely.
It landed on the edge of the planet, tattered and burned out.
As I carried out the disturbance to the end, I got a little farther away.
Sun light is strong. Let’s find some shade. My body is still burning. The [Fountain of Blood] capacity has also reached its limit.
Then, the god of nature spoke to me.
“This is a pretty ideal future.”
“Aren’t you not good at writing new words?”
“Considering your devotion, how can you not treat me with special treatment?”
“Okay, so please tell me the current situation.”
God sees the future through the exile.
He must have been busy accepting 500 years of information just before.
So I guess I’m talking now.
* * *
“Oh oh oh oh!”
A purple throne with nothing.
The goddess of chaos jumped up from her seat and shouted.
Otherwise, the information delivered the moment her followers access the new future was too great.
No god can retain the magnificence of the Middle Ages until the future.
Advances in science undermine faith. Even if they are real gods, they are not as blindly believed as before.
It is also known that they were originally exiles.
How much would that fact damage the purity of faith?
God must be mysterious.
However, this was not the case with the Holy Gobletarian Federation.
The last theocracy of this era.
A country of fanaticism that secretly seeks to put the world under the name of chaos.
I’ve had several servers over the years, but I’ve never had this level of loyalty.
As a goddess, it was a new thing to the point of being terrified.
“It’s just too much of a burden.”
The master of chaos, which had tens of billions of followers, scratched his cheek in embarrassment.