2nd Floor – Lv.25 Excavation Site Sentinel (1)
If you think about it, the pre-Kingdom section is a level of difficulty that is close to a tutorial in the game era.
No matter how realistic the difficulty was, even if it wasted a lot of time moving and resting.
If you try steadily for ten years, it is difficult to stay without knocking on that door even once.
If he had completely resigned and stopped honing and polishing himself, the hunter shows the side of a fairly seasoned exile.
In this case, such people are usually people who have not given up being human.
“You seem to have lived with the fairy often.”
The hunter was silent.
That soon became the answer.
People who are getting older have often expressed that they are caught in the ‘fairy trap’.
To me, this hunter, that girl, and the prisoners who were tied up are all just NPCs, but the hunter’s thoughts will be different.
“·······The previous episode. You spent 7 years in the Stump Fairy Village on the 24th floor.”
The tutorial is long.
Even if you can’t reach the kingdom, there are many cases where a suitable layer is created where you can live with NPCs.
That is why most of the exiles give up on going to the kingdom.
There is no comparison between the paradise that has only been heard of by those in need and the comfort that is right in front of them.
In fact, speaking of a kingdom, it’s not really a paradise.
Anyway, that’s why NPCs who recognize themselves as players often settle there.
To be precise, it is created with such memories.
“It’s common. Stump fairies are really good guys, so if you stay together, well.”
you might be happy All of them are dazzling handsome men and women, kind, good-natured, and warm.
For some, it will be an ideal paradise.
But that’s not what’s important right now.
“So you can’t kill the fairy?”
“To be honest, yes. They were my colleagues and neighbors.”
“Anyway, they’re other fairies. You know that the NPCs you used to be can never meet again.”
“Where does the mind come to be?”
The hunter’s expression was distorted when he said that.
It is the image of a person who knows that his words are nonsense.
It doesn’t happen that the same world is regenerated and you can meet the people you used to be again.
It is the common sense of the exile. Do not give affection to NPCs.
Of course, it’s not a random thing.
In a life that repeats almost infinitely, if you don’t have any affection, you might go crazy.
“Well, think about it slowly. Can you kill an orc?”
“Yes, no. What. Ha.”
I’m in bad shape.
“Anyway, I was going to hit the orcs first. Depending on the situation, I could end there and leave the fairies alone. Let’s think about it then.”
“thank you.”
It’s not efficient, but you need one or two people like that.
Because by looking at it, you can never forget what a human was.
On the other hand, I was neither surprised nor opposed to the fact that, of course, the girls were all wiped out.
He just smiled saying it would be fun.
Me and this girl are weird.
The girl was strange from the beginning, and I became strange as I wandered through the labyrinth around 1997.
* * *
Three days have passed.
There was still plenty of time until Sudden Death.
There were quite a few wild goblins in the farming area, but they finished basic farming much faster than planned.
It could be said that it was thanks to the existence of a competent hunter.
He sighed, saying it really reminds me of hometown.
His first hometown, California, and his second hometown, the fairy village of the previous episode.
It seems that they were all coniferous forests like this.
This familiarity always increases the efficiency of work.
But there were also a lot of things to do for nothing.
Hunters often complained.
Randomly generated terrain often gives a sense of déjà vu.
It gives the illusion that the past that has disappeared has been reappeared before your eyes.
However, after realizing that it is different from that time over and over again, I give up.
I did.
I too often find evidence that this is a game world.
The search for every nook and cranny of the forest ended quickly, so the very next day, we decided to rob the orc garrison.
Before the preliminary survey for that purpose, I decided to review the achievements I had confided in.
The first thing that catches your eye is the fairy bow held by the hunter.
His crossbow was slowly coming to an end. As the equipment was from the first floor from the beginning, the mandeumsae were sloppy.
It is not durable enough to use for a long time.
On the other hand, the fairy bow is a luxury item. I don’t have the ability to evaluate it, but as a result of shooting it myself, there is even a bit of aim correction magic on it.
It’s a so-called magic item. Your name will be displayed in blue in the game.
It wouldn’t be too much to write a few more layers.
After robbing the fairy village anyway, there will be plenty.
The orcs and fairies that were captured became the girl’s experience points that day.
Because the girl’s skill was good, she let her go without pain.
The hunter looked very depressed, so the fairy made a proper funeral.
This was also not an efficient behavior, but it is an inefficiency that can be tolerated if someone is comfortable with it.
To be honest, that hunter is not a talented person to be included in my clear plan.
They are just temporary companions that will naturally break up with time.
So it doesn’t matter how
It’s an NPC you’ll never see again anyway.
But I am human too.
There is something that we cannot give up in order to keep that line.
This is a line that must be followed as long as we have decided to treat NPCs as human beings. It’s also to protect my heart.
I really don’t want to be forgotten who I was or what I was.
If you live in a labyrinth for a long time, your identity sometimes fades.
I am human
Not yet.
The girl was still lively.
Even with my short insight, he was not at all ordinary in terms of mentality, so he was a very talented person.
There is no need for separate management from a mental point of view. Can’t be more comfortable than this
The guilt for the murder seemed almost non-existent, and perhaps not even the first time.
In modern medical terms, it is an antisocial personality disorder, also called a psychopath, a problem child.
However, in a world that is not normal, abnormal becomes normal.
The girl is a good Mt. Labyrinth, and at least as long as I have the knowledge to offer her, it’s unlikely to cause any problems.
Rather, it listens well, like a well-followed dog.
It’s even more frightening because it doesn’t seem like there’s any other plan.
Is it because it’s pure? Hmm. It is said that rare killers are innocent people in some ways.
Anyway, I was thinking of taking it to the end, so I put a lot of thought into it, but it wasn’t worth it.
I decided to think it was a good thing.
Check the weapon and count the remaining shotgun shells. Except for the 3 used on the first floor, 7 are still intact.
Over the last three days, I’ve done most of my battles on the Cold Armory ship.
The double barrel shotgun is rarely used, so its durability is flawless.
The girl fiddles with the shotgun. He seemed to be interested in shooting the past few days.
The hunter glanced at such a girl. It’s because he showed him aiming for a crossbow.
Not surprisingly, she hasn’t been identified as a newbie yet.
If you can think of the word newby looking at a high school girl who causes blood everywhere you go, that would be a mental illness too.
The girl whispers to the hunter secretly.
“Why are you collecting so many weapons?”
I’ve robbed wild goblins, made crude goblins myself, and stocked up on weapons, so it’s worthy of questioning.
“Do you like them?”
“sure.”
The daggers given as early equipment ate a lot of blood. So far, mainly goblins and wild animals.
When I teach him about the sneak attack, he becomes so easily proficient that it is scary.
A wild goblin will be cut like a vegetable no matter how much it attacks.
“It’s going to end soon.”
“Yeah? It doesn’t look like that at all.”
No cracks, no teeth. It was because the girl took good care of herself.
However, weapons are essentially consumables. In this labyrinth, it is a bit more extreme consumables.
“It’s like the setting of a labyrinth. Here, no matter how hard you work and manage, it suddenly becomes crumbly and crumbles if you use it for a certain amount.”
“Even if you look fine, you don’t have much left?”
As he was easily convinced of the efficacy of the healing potion, his understanding was quick.
In the labyrinth, the laws of physics are always slightly out of line.
“Weapons are consumables.”
“I know that.”
“It’s a far more extreme consumable than you think.”
What would be a good example?
“Do you know what Excalibur is?”
“Uh, the legendary sword?”
“Will it be strong?”
“yes.”
Indeed it is. It’s made of whole adamantite, so it’s dirty and strong.
Adamantite is a dirty, strong and hard metal that would have changed the history of human development if it existed in real life.
I’ve heard one exile from the modern-earth world lamenting that everything he had done in the original world seemed meaningless.
In fact, it is a labyrinth where the laws of physics that are no different from reality are applied.
It is almost impossible to intentionally destroy adamantite.
“That’s why if you treat it as a weapon, you’ll be able to use the 50th floor generously.”
However, when the lifespan of the weapon is over, it will be shattered with a final critical judgment.
Of course, if you treat it as a weapon to the end, it is.
Not as a weapon, but as a tool, for example, if it was used only as a cleaver to cut a completely dead dragon, it would be sharp even after hundreds of thousands of years.
The durability as a weapon acting on the labyrinth works completely independently from the actual durability.
It is close to something very surreal.
I know it’s a simple game system implementation though.
“What do you mean by using it as a weapon?”
“It’s probably just an act of attacking a target that gives experience when defeated.”
I point to my body.
“Look at me, do you wear a lot of this and that?”
After the terrible muscle pain of the morning of the second day, there was also the effect of the increased stats, so I improved a lot physically.
So, besides the shotgun, I carry three or four cold weapons.
Not to mention the dagger for throwing swords. Goblins carry a lot of that stuff.
“You’ll have to pick a few more that you like.”
The girl became pale.
I understand. The dagger, which is the initial equipment, has very good durability by early standards.
It’s just a matter of a short lich class, it’s completely different from being captured by a goblin or something.
After the girl rummaged through the secondary weapons, the hunter who filled the bottle distributed them.
They call it just a bottle, but in fact, this is a strange thing that needs to be emphasized separately as a ‘disease’.
It always exists in the same number of people near the fountain of recovery, and it is indestructible unless it is thrown directly at the glass bottle, wherever you look, it is indestructible.
Its function is to contain the water of the fountain of recovery.
You cannot carry the spring water in any other way.
Simply put, it is a refillable healing potion itself.
In the labyrinth, it is an important object that is almost like an extra life.
The hunter tied a bag of food and a torch to it, hung it on his back, and carried all sorts of miscellaneous things.
It looks like a porter when it’s wrapped up.
I also took a bomb fruit. First, he made a pouch filled with cotton-like stuff made of finely spun plant fibers, and kept it inside, taking care not to make mistakes.
The girl whispers again.
“What are you going to catch?”
Eyes are shining brightly. He’s always a bright kid, but he gets brighter when he gets into battle.
“You know what a griffon is?”
“I know. Hammer throwing dwarves ride?”
Hmm, surprisingly, do you have a taste for classic games? When you hear the griffon, you start thinking about it.
“That’s right. Maybe.”
The griffon appearing on the second floor is already a kind of hidden boss. Because it is too strong compared to the layer, it is difficult to catch it with a normal method.
Of course there is a plan.
There are some things that bother me a bit, though.