The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 187: Deep Under The Sea (12)

As soon as I entered the entrance, the wind-up machine holding the joystick turned its head 180 degrees and looked this way.

Then it detached itself from the joystick and ran straight to attack.

Yeah. It's dumber than I thought. This.

The best way here is to twist the joystick wildly to make it lose its balance right away and then run at it. It's like a handshake during a handshake when it attacks me.

Kwak!

Polaris, who was behind me, ran into a good position to hit me. I saw the tin plate dent every time Polaris ran in and hit me with his fists on the body and head, so I thought it would be okay and went to where the body was.

I pretended to examine the pilot's body and took away his warmth.

Oh, it's cooled down a lot. This.

I should've come here first.

While I was searching the pilot's memories, Polaris completely dismantled the machine. It's not Polaris, it's Polarbear.

Hmm. How to control it.

My memory has evaporated a lot, so it’s a bit vague, but I know how to fly. Looking at my various memories, I can’t fall vertically like an airplane.

I think it’s because it doesn’t gain lift by moving forward. Since it’s easy to fly, things like aerodynamics aren’t developed, so the speed is slow.

So, what did you do when you landed?

“Do you know how to fly?”

“I just know it through knowledge. I’ll try.”

Since Polaris is the only one alive on board right now, I should do it.

Me?

I’m not a human, so I should exclude him.

“What... ... . That. Isn’t that Bern City?”

A city filled with pitch-black smoke. If you have good eyesight, you’ll see that it’s such a mess that you can’t see any buildings.

“What the hell happened?”

Polaris asks in a trembling voice. I know everything, but I don’t answer. Polaris is also blankly staring outside, not wanting to hear my answer.

Here, I answer as if I just figured it out.

“There was a reason why the letter I sent to Victoria’s parents was returned.”

And the reason the clockwork machine is running wild now is different from the accident in Bern City.

Back then, the clockwork machine lost control and broke down, and at the same time, it overheated and caught fire or exploded. But now, it’s moving to kill people.

In other words, there’s intention.

But is there a technology called cracking here?

If there’s something like wireless networking, it’s not impossible. Or maybe such a program was built in from the beginning.

“It’s been a while since it was destroyed. What the hell happened? Why isn’t it on the news when this happened?”

Polaris is stuck to the window, looking at Bern City, mumbling.

If you hold the control knob and turn it left and right, it turns left and right, and if you raise it up or down, it goes up and down. The speed is like a car, with a pedal pedal. When you take your foot off, it stops slowly. There are no brakes.

The user interface is intuitive. However, in terms of principle, it is not an airplane that generates lift with engine thrust, but rather a blimp that floats in the air with buoyancy by putting in lighter gas than air.

However, in the world of faded memories, the volume relative to the weight has increased tremendously, but here, it floats in the air because it can achieve the same effect with a solid, not a gas.

There is no risk of explosion even if attacked, but if the device connecting the floating material to the hull breaks, the floating material will rise and the hull will fall to the ground.

In short, the part where the weight is loaded becomes a weak point. It seems that there is a plan to create a fighter jet with reduced weak points by liquefying the solid and circulating it inside the hull in order to somehow deal with that, but this is unnecessary information, so ignore it.

“Where do I move this?”

“Oh, huh.”

Polaris, which was stuck to the window, suddenly turns its head and looks at me. And then I turned my head again and looked out the window.

However, unlike before, I moved along the front part that was forming a semicircle little by little and looked at the whole thing.

“Bern City is not allowed. Before that, as a prerequisite, can you move this ship?”

“Yes.”

Even if you have broken memories, if you remember moving this ship several times, you can figure out a way by overlapping them. It’s a bit annoying to cut the memories and look at them in parallel, but it’s not impossible.

“A vehicle? No, it’s a special vehicle that can break through the wilderness. I know it’s difficult for ordinary people to operate, but what’s that above it? A strange sphere?”

Then Polaris suddenly ran towards me.

“Bell. Get down here right now! The anti-aircraft gun is aimed at us. They’re probably coming to destroy evidence!”

Destroy evidence?

Oh, I see. So that means there are people who think it’s dangerous to get caught killing people using a clockwork machine.

I lowered the airship's altitude according to my memory.

"If this continues, it's dangerous... ... . What. What should I do?"

Polaris looks around with a pale expression. The place where Polaris manifested something. I also looked around that area and saw something smaller than a soybean coming this way.

Polaris must have good eyesight. I knew something was coming, but I couldn't see it well enough to identify it.

"Ugh. Ah! See that mountain in front of me? When the ship goes down the mountainside, turn sideways and go down in a spiral."

"Then the side doesn't match?"

"Turn as much as possible and hide in the mountain, turn your back, and escape as much as possible. No, no. I think the clockwork machine killed everyone inside. It's not charged, so if we escape, there's a chance we can use another method."

Polaris grabs her head with both hands. Occasionally, she mutters, "Think, think."

“We’ve gone down below the top of the mountain. Should we turn around?”

“Turn around!”

As Polaris said, we turned sideways along the mountain.

Since it’s an airship, the radius of rotation isn’t that big, but it still turns in a spiral rather than a clean circular orbit.

Polaris runs back to the window and stares at the group coming this way.

“Turn even sharper!”

More here?

It’s dangerous to balance, but we do as we’re told. We turn sharply, and the centrifugal force causes the floor to rise so much that it becomes the side.

Woof!

At that moment, a flash of light barely missed where the ship was.

“You crazy bastards! Did you really attack? This is a ship with the royal emblem on it. Are you thinking of rebelling?”

Meanwhile, the ship completely turned around, leaving the mountain behind.

“Should we just go straight?”

Polaris looks straight ahead, then sits down on the ground and draws something on the ground with his finger. It’s not really something drawn.

It’s something Polaris is drawing in his head.

“Bell. Slow down. And do you know what happens if you take your hands off the joystick?”

I let go of the joystick once. The joystick slowly turns due to inertia.

Since I took my feet off the accelerator pedal, the speed also slows down. Polaris, who was watching this with an anxious expression, brought the remains of a wind-up machine with a head replaced by a chair near the entrance.

Then he grabbed the machine’s arm with his bare hands and ripped it off.

“See that hill over there? I’m going to jump off there.”

He pointed to the mountainside outside the window. Then he came over to where I was and used the machine’s remains to secure the joystick.

Even if it’s brass, it wouldn’t bend that easily, but it bent and secured itself.

Then he dragged the remaining remains and placed them nearby.

“You have to jump out before you go over that hill. If you go over it, you’ll roll down and it’s dangerous. So you have to jump before it goes over. Got it?”

“Yes.”

Polaris tapped my shoulder with a very proud expression on her face and pointed outside.

“Go and get ready now. I’ll follow you right away.”

“I think you’re going to put this on the step.”

When I pointed to the headless, armless machine, Polaris nodded.

“That’s right.”

I knew what Polaris was thinking. She was going to use this as bait. We’re going to jump out and let the person chasing us chase the ship.

I didn’t just ride up the mountain to avoid being attacked, but also to hide my jump from the enemy.

I’m using my brain.

I nodded and went straight through the cockpit to the cabin. I went past the cabin with a few chairs missing and the broken clockwork machine and went into the passageway.

I went through the passageway covered in corpses and blood and opened the door leading outside.

Clang.

Shuaaaaaaak!

The door opens sideways, and the wind escapes.

Below, the tree is getting closer. It's not that the ship is going down, it's because the terrain is getting higher.

I go outside, grab the door, and look ahead, and in less than a minute, the tree's tip will barely touch the bottom of the hull.

So I backed up and looked down the passage. Polaris shouted from afar to tell me to run. So I ran right after hearing that.

I felt a little floating and soon I hit a tree branch.

Clang!

And I fell to the ground, getting stabbed here and there by the tree branches.

I got a few scratches, but I arrived safely on the ground. I looked up at the sky, and Polaris jumped off the airship that was gradually getting faster.

However, unlike me who bumped into things here and there, Polaris, who grabbed the branch at the top of the tree and turned her body like an acrobat, looked around from the top of the tree.

She looked far away as if she was examining the terrain around her, and then she went straight down the tree trunk to the ground.

Based on the world of faded memories, it is a physical ability that transcends humans. It is a physical ability that can exist in other worlds.

Since this one also uses magic, strictly speaking, it seems like it is different from the world of faded memories... ... .

By the way, the pain called bitterness disappeared strangely quickly, so I looked down at the scratched wound, and it was healing.

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It is not flesh, but thin threads are moving around and sticking to the wound. In the search results, it was found in the function of artificial bodies in Daegon’s memories. It is said that if there is enough calories, it can regenerate limbs.

Oh, that’s right. Since this body is not human, there is no need to press reality to heal the wound.

If you build up the specs of the body that will descend, you don't have to exert any extra strength.

Your wisdom has increased.

"Are you okay? Are you okay?"

I nodded as I looked at Polaris, who immediately approached me.

"Yes. Polaris. What are we going to do now?"

"We have to move. We don't know when a monster will attack here, so we'll go to the beach first. As far as I know, no dangerous monsters will come if you go that far."

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I nodded and followed Polaris, who was moving, as he immediately found a direction.