D Genesis, 3 Years after Dungeon Appeared

"You were such an intense person...."

"It felt like it was full of energy."

Having completed this contract, we were returning to the office to prepare for an adventure from tomorrow.

"Should I only prepare everyday consumables?"

"Ah, there's something I have to disguise myself for. So can you ask Senpai to prepare the consumables?

"That's good, but disguise?

"Here."

That said, Miyoshi took out a black long hair wig.

"What do you want to turn into a sanyoshi for the press?

"Actually, I was thinking of giving Mr. Ice Room a scoop."

"Mr. Ice Room... from that suspicious production company? You all right? You all right?

"Senpai, there are very few people in the world who can look us in the face now. And there's Cavas and the others."

"I guess so...."

Nonetheless, the status of Miyoshi is only about twice that of ordinary humans, except for INT and AGI. Everyone comes to STR.

I wish I could cover it with skills and Alsulz.

"Is this about the investment business?

"That's right. After that, when they asked me about the launch date of the status measuring device, the event in New York, and what else they might be able to answer, they said,"

The status measuring device was secretly announced to start booking on March 1, but the release and production volume have not yet been announced.

It's not bad to have your own route to the press, so there's no problem with that.

"There are a lot of people of that type who are serious people who have made me hesitate a little. So it's probably okay."

I see. Well, Omi merchants are in charge of information management around here. Anyway, Miyoshi for the press is famous, so be careful. "

"If something stunned me, I'll have Cavas and his pits drop me, and then you can contact senpai and come and help me.

Certainly, even if you were harvested with something, if you fell into the pit, it would only look like it had suddenly disappeared.

It's hard to keep moving, but we just have to stay inside until help comes.

Well, I'll go.

"I'm counting on you."

Miyoshi smacked me on the shoulder and peeked into my face.

"What's it illuminating?

"It's embarrassing."

"Touch"

When I dropped a chop on Miyoshi's head, I started making a list of purchases.

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One shoulder body bag on his shoulder, covered with a muffler to hide his face, the impatient man opened the door of the designated old coffee shop.

In a slightly dim shop where urban music flows, a weak-motivated voice told him to take his favorite seat.

The sparse guests glanced at us, but there was nothing in particular that bothered them, and they quickly returned to their world.

The eyes of a man looking around his seat looking for something today captured a small, slightly plump man holding his hand small in the back of the room.

"Thank you very much. Thank you for your time."

The plump man welcomed the skinny man with a lying smile on his face.

"Hurry... please, I only have 30 minutes."

The skinny man took something like a pack out of his body bag and threw it under the table towards the plump man.

"Welcome."

The skinny man trembled and looked back at the woman's voice, which he heard from the side.

I thought the waitress who saw the situation might be doing something bad, but he pushed it and killed it in a professional manner while waiting for a new customer to order.

"Speaking of which, you haven't even had lunch. Yeah, one hot sandwich set. What can I get you for a drink?

"Anything like that!... ah, no. Let's have some hot coffee."

The man who was thrown in a glance for a moment ordered the most complicated drink, as if he had regained his mind.

"Yes, sir. Hot Sand Set One, in Blend. Please wait a moment."

After the woman took the order and left, the plump man looked at the skinny man with pitiful eyes and said.

"Please calm down. You're the one who's going crazy, aren't you?

"We don't have time for this!

The skinny man complained with a crying face and a faint voice.

"I know."

A plump man with a wild smile opened his thin eyes and suddenly changed his mood and said in a low voice.

"If your mistakes go away in 30 minutes, it's cheap."

"Hih...."

In an instant, the man who had regained his nature took out the pack he had received under his desk in front of him, opened his lid and began to take pictures while modifying the substrate inside in detail.

When the skinny man turned his frightened gaze towards the man in front of him for a while, the waitress came back and left with the hot sandwich in front of him.

"I'll cool it down.

The plump man said so without even looking at us.

"Ah, ahh...."

When a skinny man grabbed a half-cut hot sandwich, Jay Sean started singing Stone from the store speaker.

The repeated stolen chorus made me feel like I was being blamed, saying, "This is crazy, but I will soon do the same." When I smiled completely dark, I put what I had in my hand into my mouth.

The man who had been macroscoping the board for some time in detail closed the pack and returned it to him.

"Originally, I'd like you to keep that."

"I can't. The check at the time of return is tough. Bringing it here is like crossing a line."

Besides, there's no lifeline.

There's no choice.

The plump man put a wild smile on his face as if he had no choice.

"But thanks to your haste, all the parts are commercially available and there is no concealment of wiring at all. Thank you very much."

It's not my fault.

"Of course. Here we go."

When the plump man offered something smelly, the skinny man took it away as if it were ripping it off.

"Do you have a copy?

"Credit comes first in this business. I wonder if it would be good enough for you to take off your wings."

"Kh... you guys!

"Don't you have time? I'll pay for it."

The angry, lean man quickly pushed the pack into his bag and stood up blindly in the remaining hot sand, as if what was left behind in the deep water floor were about to rise to the surface as soon as a second in search of air.

The voice coming from the speaker said, "If I could do it again," but I knew it was impossible.

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"Hey, look at that!

"Is that it? Is that not the Simon team at US? Recently, I've been seeing a bit of it everywhere, and it's been a topic on SNS."

Beyond their gaze, Simon and his team were walking chaotically with a thick, untailed naphthy-like machine with six feet on its torso, about two metres apart.

Simon and the others were seen all over the dungeon over the past week, in the photos.

On the Internet, the machine had been verified and was said to be a porter of Falcon Industries, whose announcement was rumored to be imminent.

It is not uncommon for manufacturers to test in the dungeon, but it was rare for US to deliberately bring it to the public dungeon in Japan.

It was the unanimous view of those who saw it that it had nothing to do with the safe area that was discovered.

"Is that the porter of Falcon Industries?"

"We're talking about the development of automakers in Japan, but it's not tires in the dungeon, it's feet."

"Looks like there's a tire on the tip of my foot."

The pair of front and rear legs had a chair caster structure with a shaft in the middle of the double tire. Perhaps if the road is good, we can run on it.

"But is that a gatling gun on top of that?

"Hmm, three barrels, maybe M197."

Twenty millimeters! I think M134, which uses NATO bullets, is more advantageous in terms of weight... but it won't be able to load that many bullets. "

"The drive system seems to be taking up quite a bit of space. But the deepest part is 32 floors, and the guns hardly work, right? Maybe even miniguns are tough."

The Vulcan, which shows CIWS's blatant nuisance, did not seem to be equipped with any search or tracking radar.

It's probably because of the power constraint in the dungeon.

"But if we're going to need something like that around the 30 floors, we can't go deep at all.

"You don't have to go to the deepest part. If you can get them for mining, they'll be delicious enough for around 22 layers."

"Well, as a weapon, we want a platinum cart. How much do I owe you?

"It's already been announced around here. If it's the smallest, it could be a passenger car."

"Surprisingly cheap...?

"Twenty stories doesn't seem like a very good weapon, and it could work with a 7.62 millimeter version... but if everybody started using it, accidental shooting and staircase congestion would be a big deal."

"Instead, I think the JDA hangar will be ripped off.

In Japan, firearms are kept by the JDA. You can also get a cell phone permit, but many people leave it outside the dungeon because there are many cumbersome procedures due to regulations such as the bayonet law.

However, a small gun or pistol would require a lot of space for the entire porter. It seemed obvious that if a large hangar such as an underground parking lot was not built, it would be impossible to deal with it.

"Well, we still have a long way to go to get it."

"We need to be able to get to the 18th floor for now."

That's right.

They turned their cell phones to photograph Simon and the others.

It was a pleasure for Simon, who noticed it, to thump up and pose in front of the porter.

The service is good, I guess it's really professional.

"You mean Falcon's advertising tower, too. Ah, if I could use my phone in the dungeon, I could upgrade it right away....."

Well, let's just put it that way and let's go get some items too.

Copy that.

So they walked in the opposite direction from Simon and the others.

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"But I don't know if it works or not."

Simon, who responded thumbs-up to the fan shooting, said as he dropped them off, slapping the porter in the stomach.

Falcon Industries' D-Port Series is a luggage delivery device that is designed to be a reliable partner within the dungeon.

It was this porter, D-port M197, that attached M197 to it as a weapon attachment.

Simon and Joshua were transporting the porter's fuel and ammunition from the ground onto the porter itself to the 18th floor.

Mason and Natalie, together with mining user Morgan Lucas, the man who is expected to be the next Hope of DAD, will be hunting platinum on 22 floors with another porter.

Falcon Industries was deploying an airstrip for this test on the 18th floor.

Because the Explorers were gathered to make up the camp, dangerous monsters were not approaching, and there were quite a few first-class Explorers gathered at the location, which was just right for the porter's show and looked like a showroom.

"Convenient, isn't it? Because we can carry things that are very unlikely to be taken or things that are unlikely to be taken home."

Joshua, the veteran, would be so thankful to have no luggage. I said that with ease.

Simon smiled bitterly and said, "If we don't run out of fuel," poking the porter again.

Various things were studied in the heart of the porter, but eventually the inverter generator was installed at a cost.

Therefore, compared to batteries and fuel cells, there is a considerable noise. It was 40 dB at the manufacturer's nominal value.

However, the driving time without the bath increase is at most 6 hours.

In a flat place - that is, a place where you can run with a tire - you get quite a bit of speed, but in places that aren't, it's not quite the same as walking on foot.

It was difficult to get to the 18th floor in one day, and if two units were operated in pairs and one was not dedicated to transporting supplies such as fuel, it might not be practical in the deep.

"When I first saw it, there was a four-stroke big generator on board, and it seemed like it had power, but it seemed like it would attract monsters from all over the dungeon."

"Macho is justice."

"Besides, 20 millimeters would be too much. The 31-storey boss room would be great, but the 22-storey is overkill, and the opponent is too fast to hit properly."

"Macho is justice."

Falcon Industries was told that they quickly created the M134 version and arrived at the next Patriot (i.e. tomorrow).

"If D-port M134 delivers, will we be able to get around a little bit better on the 22nd floor?

"Then let's take this one to the 31st floor and fight the boss. I want to keep a little more potion stockpiles."

Simon remembered his conversation with Azsa and the others.

It seems that what was in the chest was a potion of Rank 5. It is a gem that I would definitely like to stock up on.

"Looks like DoD brought in exoskeletons."

"It's probably a test. Can you use that for battle? But it seemed like it could be used for transport. I want you to make a huge backpack and take care of the supplies."

"It was originally a resource-related organization, so I thought it was a development that thought about your operation.

"Why would I use it for a dungeon offensive...."

Exoskeleton is powerful, but as it stands, he doesn't like fine or fast movements.

On the 22nd floor, it was designed to be good for dragonfly monsters.

"I'm sure the director was a fan of the Heinline."

Starship Troopers.

Simon laughed at the fact that the opponent looked like an insect.

"But if Falcon goes too far, he won't be able to get away from Yoyogi."

Joshua said so, like the others.

"You've reached the deepest level in the world. If we test the weapon, we'll be here anyway. We've got a plan to set up a R&D department on the 32nd floor."

Falcon? Was there a Japanese corporation?

"According to the rules, foreign companies and governments are OK. That's a public dungeon."

"Hmm. I wonder if it'll end up like a null. What about infrastructure?"

"JDA seems to be the main source of development, but it's probably the power supply for now."

"Do you pull the cable or build a small power plant? Either way, it must be a thorny road."

"At best, I want you to build up your know-how and contribute to the (later) world"

That said, they went down the stairs to the sixteenth floor.