I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

"Are we going to die..."

"I don't know. I just wanted to say... but I guess I can't"

The voices of the men who gave up were plundering and so fine that they could still breathe.

Three men have managed to survive in a sea of sand with scorching sunlight, infusing the remaining slight moisture - no, should I say they were surviving.

All the water of life was absorbed into the body, which also became sweaty and had already evaporated.

Without the skill of a man with a strong body to exchange, he is about to catch his breath.

Even more so, the man of leadership regrets his own miscalculation as to why this happened, but it's a late festival where he reflects on what.

"Ha, ha, huh? Ha ha... ha. I'm finally hallucinating. I can't see anyone carrying an iron coffin."

One of my buddies reacted to a zero self-derisive whine, and they both looked ahead for the man to stare at.

Someone is walking silently through a sea of sand where the Yangtze rises and the sight swings. It rubs its eyes, wondering if it is a sweet illusion that its own aspirations have shown, but it goes to the three of us, without disappearing.

"People... that's one person"

"Stupid. I can't believe you're the only hunter to challenge this burning sand hierarchy."

"But the three of you see the same hallucinations... are you kidding me?

The three are irresistible hunters, called middlemen, who have stepped on quite a few places. I have seen man-shaped demons. However, I have never heard of any information appearing in the burning sand hierarchy.

It diligently stops the hazy consciousness and manages to work its head off.

I've only heard about the demons of the burning sand hierarchy: birds, sasoris, lizards, thorny plants, serpentine systems. Apparently, the human form is in the dark forest hierarchy and the dog rock mountain hierarchy. I even had the information that

More than that, I had already lost my temper to think. I can only stare at that, which gradually becomes bigger and clearer.

The iron coffin was also unusual, but the person carrying it was also strange.

It is common sense to weave a hooded cape to avoid direct sunlight, but its colour is not appropriate for a labyrinth where demons travel.

It has yellow and green vertical stripes that are close to the primary color. It's easy to see when it comes to bizarre outfits. This will mean that demons are easy to target. You're either too confident in your arms to wear something like that in the labyrinth, or you only have two options for reckless idiots.

Appearing alone in this burning sand hierarchy inevitably means the former. but as far as that little physique goes, it would be natural to have thoughts that I really can't believe.

They were also in the shadow of those who shrunk their distance while they were thinking about it and, if they noticed, bore huge chunks of iron.

"Are you all right?

That was a gentle voice to work for. The man looks up to the Lord of his voice with a glowing eye.

Hiding in a bizarre design hood was like a girl with pale eyes in her golden hair. The face is young and can only be seen if it reaches eighteen even if it is quoted high. She was such a woman with a thin neck, a luxurious physique, and I can't even flatter her for being a hunter.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, but if you have water, could you split it it up? I'll give you as much money as you want."

My head tries to rest my thoughts on a situation that is too peculiar, but I squeeze my words to live.

When the girl heard the words, she had a loving grin as if it were a portrait of a goddess, twirling and spinning on the spot and turning her back on the man.

The huge chunk of iron that the girl was carrying becomes dewy. That was a bright colour, unlike the lead colour I had just seen.

About three-quarters of them are glazed, and several elongated cylinders are arranged behind the glass. It is designed differently, one by one, with colorful portrayals of languages that the men have never even seen.

Beneath that cylinder is an elongated convex, and the light is flashing at the end of how it works.

If you look closely, it wasn't just the cylinder, it looked like a bottle with liquor in it, it was also lined up with thinner drinks and things like boxes of square paper.

And there's a long, thin mouth down there, and all the men have no idea what purpose it was put on.

The men can only look in silence at this too incomprehensible sight, even though death was imminent.

"Oh, this is a magical tool called Sitouan Aiki. If you can get a coin in this hole, you can buy the item depending on the amount"

Even they were losing their thinking, the explanation was understandable. No, because it's an extreme state, I was honestly accepted for the essence of things without pursuing many questions.

Machine capable of buying away the incredible products lined up here. It looks like some of those bottle-like things have clear water in them. If I could buy an array.

I take out a bag full of gold that I thought was useless anymore, and I try to take the most expensive gold coin out of it and put it in the hole.

"Oh, silver is enough."

It's a life-threatening occasion. He was a man who had no hesitation in paying the most valuable gold coins, but as the girl pointed out, he put the gold coins back in the bag and took out the silver coins instead. Normally, even silver coins are too expensive to exchange for a single drink.

When silver coins are placed in elongated holes, convex positioned under the commodity is coated with red light.

"Press this glowing part to buy one item above"

The man is afraid, pushing the convex under the container that seems to contain water.

Something appeared at the bottom of the iron box, which was called Sitouan Aiki, wondering if there was any sound of Gatan and something falling.

"Purchased items can be received from the retrieval port below"

The man reached out to be manipulated by the girl's words and grabbed it.

"Cold!? What is this touch?"

The stunned man stares seriously at the sole in his hand.

I thought it was a transparent glass bottle, a mysterious material that snaps easily just with light force. At the top of the container there is a letter you have never seen and a picture with snow on the top of the mountain.

Comfortable cold conveyed to the palm of your hand. Inside, it is filled with clear water, and spit gushes out, a rare moisture left just to watch.

"If you twist the lid, it will open."

The momentum to screw the lid turns in a hurry and clings to the unleashed sip. And stirred up the contents all at once.

The mouth that was pasty fills with water. My body trembles without the pleasure of a reasonably cold water passing through my throat. I just drank about half at once and the guy finally remembers to taste it.

What is this water? Even muddy water is delightful to drink now that it's dry, but this water tastes delicious. I could assure you so. It's not comparable to the water a man has spoken of many times before, no, in some place similar to this before.

The man handed the thread of the memory diligently and pulled the answer.

"It's comparable to the Spring Water of Spirit Peak."

The other two react to the words that whine inadvertently. They had been told a scatter story of the time by a man of leadership, so they could instantly understand that it was the highest compliment.

When they face each other, they put in silver coins with us, and all three buy the same water. And when I try to be greedy and drink, I exhale there for the first time.

"Ugh, yeah, yeah, yeah! What the hell!

"It's just that the water tastes so good!

Water goes all over their bodies, and they regain their liveliness as they see it.

They just put 500 ml of water in their bodies, but it makes them feel powerful enough to look different than they did just now.

"Gentlemen, there are other snack treats, portable foods, and warm soups. We also have a sweet beverage with carbonated drinks and alcohol."

To a girl with a full smile and the best temptation, they had no skill to resist.