Manuke FPS

When we returned to the camp, we entered the tent at Exploration Headquarters, where we reported our return to Mr. Barold and Mr. Keith as we waited.

"Good job, how was the Green Ghost labyrinth and mapping?

I'm not the one who answered Mr. Barold's question.

"Schwartz was a competent explorer, but today he just went exploring, and he didn't do anything like map making."

"Huh? Mr. Schwartz, nothing yet today?

"No, I'm doing it right. I can't answer how to create it, but I'm going to drop today's exploration range on map paper. Is the place ready for you?

Mr. Meeche said something extra before I answered, so Mr. Barold gave me a slightly puzzled look, but I denied it with a bitter smile. I haven't told Mr. Meeche or Mr. Frau anything about how to make a map, even in the labyrinth. From the two of us who were acting together, it would just have looked like we were exploring.

"I'm ready, I'll show you. Barold, let's keep the detailed report until we can draw a map."

Keith seems to guide me to the tent for mapping, which I was hearing when I first walked into this camp. Mr. Meeche said to Mr. Frau, standing beside him, "Were you measuring?" I'm confirming it in a whisper, "but my mapping is not done because I don't do surveys, of course, and Mr. Frau is also returning it in a whisper," I didn't, but I don't think it's a problem. "

"Mr. Schwartz, how soon are you going to be able to draw?

"In less than an hour, I'll draw you a quick one first."

I'll see you here in an hour, and I'll have dinner brought here today.

"Okay, then, Mr. Keith, please"

I bowed my head gently to three of Mr. Barold, Mr. Meeche and Mr. Frau, and asked Keith to direct me to a tent for mapping.

"Dear Meeche, Frau, Thank you for your hard work. How was he?

"Exploring the labyrinth is not a problem. Rather than that, he was too competent for us to be a little free. When it comes to mapping, we'll see what we can do later."

"Schwartz wants to hide his skills and stuff, but it's no use, and soon rumors will spread and the battle will begin."

"Competition? He's still rank D with no track record of anything, right?

"I can draw comparable enemies' abilities to the Beast Clan, as well as night vision and the Beast Clan or better, faster, more accurate and more powerful ranged attacks than bows, and also maps. Fixed PT, of course, but not many clans will solicit it."

"If Schwartz was a girl, he would definitely have solicited Camellia (Southern Ka)."

"I see..."

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I didn't know my ratings were being discussed, and in the tent that Mr. Keith led me to, I was working on a trace named Mapping. The prepared tent is a square box-shaped tent about four and a half tatami rooms in size, and there were some candle lanterns available for me, besides the work desk, where I could not magically produce light balls. I didn't expect to be able to work in such a large tent, but the space is surprisingly small with work desks, tools, and boards to paste maps.

"The labyrinth of green ghosts is like a giant maze of attractions when you look at it like this..."

The labyrinth of green ghosts is vast, and there are unusually many bends. There are many bent ends and ends, and even if you walk around without an exact map, you'll just get lost in the end, even though you weren't able to satisfactorily explore the first basement floor.

But that didn't happen in my case. Auto mapping automatically displays a 150m radius, so you don't have to go to see if the bent end is the end. If you avoid the wrong path and push only the right route, you won't make a big mistake up to the stairs to the second basement floor.

In fact, in today's exploration, we have avoided all routes where bent ends are at an end. Expand your exploration a little in a short time, because you understand that's what I'm asking for.

The work was completed in just one hour. I had a map of today's exploration range that I could and headed to the exploration headquarters.

"For today's exploration, we can do it"

Four people were waiting inside the exploration headquarters: Mr. Barold, Mr. Keith, Mr. Meeche and Mr. Frau. When you just got the map from me, the four of us peered in and roared.

"I see that Remi deliberately requests cooperation in the form of a request, I've never seen a map so neatly drawn. Mr. Schwartz, I'll ask you after tomorrow. They brought dinner to your desk, so eat it before it gets cold."

"Thank you"

I moved to the desk lined up for dinner, prepared away from the desk where Mr. Barold and the others were sitting. Looks like bread and soup for dinner tonight. It also looked stewy, but the juice was just white and the contents contained vegetables big enough to remind me of pork juice and some kind of meat.

Even when I started eating, the four of them were surrounded by maps and had some kind of whispering discussion, a distance I wouldn't normally hear, but my earpads were picking up exactly what the story was all about.

"Barold, don't let this map go wrong, the maps I've made other cartographers draw will make you unhappy."

"Keith, I think so, too. Now he's cleaning up the warcraft that invites me to the labyrinth, but I can't ask them for a map similar to this one, I need you to draw everything, Schwartz."

We didn't go this way.

I haven't even been here.

"What do you mean? You think they're charting a way you're not going?

"Well, Schwartz led the search, but this junction decided to take him this way, but all the roads except the one that led him to the map are dead."

"The map is full of end-of-life, but it's never been turned back by end-of-life exploration."

"I mean, he doesn't have to go. He knows where he's going, you know?

"No, I was just lucky, and the end of the line part could have been portrayed in my imagination. This needs to verify the accuracy of the map."

"Okay. Duplicate this map by tomorrow, and separate from your expedition team, Schwartz, let's get the map validation team to the labyrinth."

"The validation team would like an escort with the other cartographers, if you let yourself see how well this map works and how accurate it actually is, you won't be dissatisfied if the map is redrawn"

That... isn't that a little suspicious of the clouds? I've avoided the end of the road because as soon as I looked at the map I knew it was the end of the road, but it may not have tasted good not to have ever gone to the end of the road.

Will you deliberately lead us to the end of the line in tomorrow's exploration? No... let's stop that. I've said many times that I can't talk about my mapping skills. There's nothing I can do to make you feel unnecessarily anxious about your mapping skills with ambiguous movements. I won't talk about it, but apparently I know where to go. That's the kind of skill you need to complete.

"Welcome, what should I do with the dishes?

"Oh, leave me there."

"Okay, well, thank you again tomorrow, let's head to exploration in the morning. I'll let you rest with this."

"You know the tent in the bedroom? If it's an open bet, you can go anywhere, so get some rest."

Among the four people looking at the map, Mr. Keith answered, so he lowered his head gently to him as he was, leaving behind the tent at Exploration Headquarters.

As I headed to my bedroom tent, I was rethinking my abilities, this VMB system and power. Maybe my mapping methods are cheats from this otherworldly resident, cheats... as an FPS player its sounding repellent and hateful. A program alteration called Cheat that deliberately breaks the balance of the game and it is not uncommon to bring its title to an end. My being is foreign to this other world, not so much a cheat as a bug, a dupe that misuses a bug, but a cheetah that deliberately alters the world with external tools... nauseating.