Another World Transfer in Game Character

The next morning.

When I woke up, there was a young girl standing arrogantly in front of me.

Keep your feet shoulder-width apart, hands on your hips, and look down at me.

"Yu, I was so screwed last night"

"Uh, yeah?

"It was creepy and that's why I just mouthed a little milk. This must be 'yeah meh'."

In a toned tone, with the utmost majesty, I tell you.

There was a shameless intimidation in the race name of goddess.

"If it's such a night, even if there's so much passion (Pathos) that you can't handle, it can't be helped, can it?

Pottery, and sweat flowing down your cheeks. At the same time, the area around my lower abdomen is getting cold...

I said, "What do I want to say?"

"I mean... Onesho, did you?

"I'm sorry."

My stomach was resting in Onesho.

For that reason, I decided to dry a sheet of fur with a map of the world on the back of the cabin.

Then the haystack mattress will also be replaced. I decided to replace this as well.

"Hey, what are you doing this morning?

There came an early morning lunch sale help.

When I was able to act in the morning, the material collection rate was out of step, so someone from the union hired me specifically.

He feels cute before he was twenty years old, and blushes on his redhead but makes him childish.

"I'm not doing anything. I'm just drying my futon!

"Hey, Aliusha's got a boner."

"Yu, what a shame to scatter!

Aliusha punches me in the stomach with all her might when she reveals her light ugliness.

The sound of the blow was far beyond the good sound of Dosun, Zuban and the toddler girl making.

Well, her muscle strength is a little lower than that of an average adult, so it hardly damages me, but pain hurts.

"Hey, Mr. Aliusha! Your belly pan is out of range for children, so give it a try."

"Yu-na-yu-na-yu-na-yu!

"Sorry! Because I was terrible."

"Uh, yes, yes, we're still friends today."

I took it out of the crate on the tricolor potato bun I had planted last night - pretending to take it out of the inventory.

No matter how many leaves I say are wrapped and moisturized, if I put them away overnight, they dry and the deliciousness escapes.

So make a lot of them the day before, and keep them in the inventory.

I don't want your help to know, so I'm deluding myself by pretending to use a larger crate to sneak it out.

"I always thought I'd have a good night."

"Because it is wrapped in leaves with plenty of moisturizing ingredients"

"Ugh? Huh?

"Never mind. After that, please. Aldo asked me to collect the clay."

"Yes, then I'll leave the sales with the union"

We have more basements and hidden rooms in our cabins, leaving behind various materials.

No matter how much you've locked, it's made of wood. And the Lord is absent. You can get into as much theft as you want.

So he decides to rent a union warehouse and keep expensive materials and equipment.

Union warehouses are strictly privacy bound, so they don't even know what they're keeping.

And those personnel are under the direct authority of the Branch Manager.

So I can safely keep it.

While your helpers are doing lunch sales, we'll finish our face wash breakfast, gear up and head to the labyrinth.

Arusha is the usual angel feather, and the people who go on the road turn to me with a truly discerning look.

When you enter the labyrinth, light a pine light made of straw stained with beast fat and let Aliusha hold it.

I keep Kunitsuna on my back.

I don't use my usual light sources because I don't want to show unusual gear because people are getting more and more.

Fortunately, Aliusha can now use the item inventory as well, so the gear can be reassembled as soon as it enters the fight.

I don't need Aliusha's support in the first place, though.

"Hmm? Yu, aren't you over here today?

"Yeah, I'm gonna stop by the fountain room."

"Okay - you're hanging up today, right?

"... well, hang up"

The task of chopping off areas that are not good for that education is repeated every time I stop by.

Its stunning cutting surface and tragic, the male adventurer walks away from the room with foreboding or something...

But unfortunately, that's not what we're here for today.

When you arrive in the familiar fountain chamber, you go up on a pedestal in the center.

Aliusha just looked disgusted, but let's have patience here.

I know how it feels to be locked up, but now it's necessary.

"So we're going, right?" Transfer, six layers ""

"Wow!?

As soon as I give the designation, the pedestal emits light and the surrounding view changes.

It was not a pedestal with many people and a sense of life, it was a rusty room that I had never visited except us.

"Yu, the last six floors?

"Yeah, that pedestal was a transfer device, too."

Of course I didn't discover it on my own.

This was something I noticed when I tried to see if I could bring back the pedestal.

In other words... it is a help function.

Illustrations and descriptions are added to all items at Midgals Online.

So when I showed the item description of the pedestal, it had a letter called "transfer device."

There are no other monsters in this hierarchy than Behemoth, and we have crusaded Behemoth once, so we will not be attacked again.

I mean, this is a complete safety zone for us.

"That's why I'm going to fully recover the clay because my enemies won't come!

"Ooh!

Aliusha and I took out as much clay as we could.

The cobblestone used on the floor is then also stripped away. I might be able to use this for something, too.

There are also rocks in the four layers of the ocean, but there is no need to process them flat here.

Take time to collect clay until lunch and wash your dirty body in the eastern spring.

Eating a refreshing lunch potato bun, I remembered fu.

"Oh, in that case, no more potatoes."

"Oben - Something that sells well"

"Um, I'd like to refill it, but there are three layers of taro... it's just the middle of nowhere."

"It's so annoying."

The forest area with potatoes has three layers. I mean, there's about the same distance up from here or down from one layer.

In a way, it is arguably the most distant position in this labyrinth.

"I don't know if I can grow potatoes.

"Yu, hey, are you shitting me too?

"Yeah, I thought I'd give it a try."

That's all there is to it. First of all, the land will not be dead.

If potatoes can be successfully grown, the food situation should also be greatly improved.

"And... I'm a little interested."

"Hmm?

It's not just the cultivation of potatoes.

If we can take advantage of the peculiar nature of this land, we may be able to make tremendous profits.

I decided to go back to the ground, sniffing around.

At night, the adventurers were gathered in the dining room at Mr. Aldo's call.

Aliusha is in full good night mode, kicking the blanket and sleeping in.

At last, he was also hungry. Tomorrow's blanket safety is pretty dangerous, too.

"Oh, is your daughter here?"

"I thought it was Mr. Aldo who called you here."

"Ha, well! Now, let's get down to business."

That's how Mr. Aldo rings his fingers.

Then the disciples came into the dining room with a large barrel.

"No way......"

"Ooh, it's Dwarf traditional taro liquor!

"Whoa, whoa!?

There was so much cheer in Mr. Aldo's words that he rocked the dining room.

That's right.

Alcohol is a precious commodity in this land. It's only available in trade with other cities, so it's small and expensive.

When it comes to making local liquor in the land... this significance is enormous.

"And yet, is it already? I asked you yesterday."

"Your daughter would have picked up some clay today, wouldn't she? We can't work fast together."

Alcohol is not something you can make in a day.

Alcohol is produced only by the action of fermentation, and it takes time to do so.

But this world can skip the process in the case of acts classified as alchemy or blacksmith.

Create alcohol from water, sugar and fungus. This can be called a kind of alchemy.

Maybe that's why they weren't distinguished as dishes and had an alchemy effect.

"I'd appreciate it if you said you could make booze in a day. In an entertaining or medical sense."

Mr. Hill is also nodding satisfactorily.

Being able to drink alcohol can also relieve stress, and strong alcohol can help disinfect.

Even in this world where magic exists that says [heel], the importance of sterilization remains unchanged.

Everyone quickly grabs the wood-carved cup and takes it directly from the barrel.

Where the liquor had gone to all of them, Mr. Aldo took the head.

"In the labyrinth!

"Whoa, here's to Yumil's labyrinth!

"Can you stop that name!?

I raised my voice like a scream. I can't help but be ashamed that the labyrinth has my own name on it.

On the contrary, if a town is established by a labyrinth, it seems customary for that town to be named of the labyrinth… i.e. the discoverer.

In other words, when a town can be found here, the name of the town will be called 'Yumil'.

"Well, nobody's listening."

The surrounding area was already full of bad adults pouring booze into it.

I have no choice but to put the alcohol in my mouth.

It's hard to hold because the cup is large, and the need to support it with both hands is really... it's cute, okay? I don't know what to say myself.

"Ah, yummy..."

Only prepared by Dwarf, the liquor has a complex flavour while remaining firmly potato flavoured.

That gives it a rustic flavour that can also be described as earthy, and the tough alcohol blows the aftertaste.

"It's sweet, but it tastes good"

"Naturally. What if the Dwarf liquor doesn't taste good!

Mr. Aldo, who came behind him, is holding a cup in both hands and carrying it alternately in his mouth.

The way you drink it sounds like an adult sample with a bad heart.

"But with all the booze, it's just tough"

"Then why don't you make me one of those?

"... well, that's good"

My feet are a little fuzzy about whether my drunkenness turned after just one drink.

Still, there was no madness in thought, so I went straight back to the cabin and out of the basement, took the meat, fruit, and wild grass out, packed them in a bag, and went back to the dining room.

That was already... a battlefield.

It poured into my throat without limits because of its good taste, and I guess I got drunk all at once as a result.

Who starts drinking comparisons, what sings out, who dances, who strips off fools.

If you pour in all the booze without putting anything in your mouth, that would be what would happen.

I hurry to cook the meat, serve it with weed, cut the fruit and hand it out.

I realized at this time that the sweetness of the fruit goes well with the flavor of the potatoes. Let's also try the sake soaked with fruit next time.

Maybe it would be a good idea to use it for cooking liquor.

I always cook meat with salt and fish soy sauce, but this time I flambéed it with taro liquor to try to add the flavor of potatoes.

After a bit of cutting and tasting, the effect of the alcohol or the meat felt soft and the cereal seemed sweet enough, which is quite tasty.

There are going to be more food variations.

"Lady, I haven't seen that one yet!

"Yes, yes, I'll make it now."

That Sabato lasted until dawn that night...