Chief: "The axe and sword are all ceramic."
The woman in white: "Yes sir, using this material is five times stronger than titanium and only 1/10th the weight of steel, it is the best material we can find at this stage." I wonder what the old man in the town would have thought if he had heard that, indeed no one could swing a 200 pound axe.,But there were countless people all over the continent who could wield a 20 pound axe.
In fact the actual weight of the axe was 80 pounds, it is also considered a heavy giant axe in the continent of Mara.
Chief: "The armour is a ceramic composite. There's also that protein that's been added?"
Woman in white: "Yes sir, it's keratin collagen, which acts as a 3x increase in strength."
The chief: "And cloaks made in the style of this place. And these arms," said he, kicking a travelling rucksack next to him with his foot.
Woman in White: "..."
Chief: "It was planned to perfection! Just wait for my return to activate the Sky City and I can rule this fast continent again!"
Woman in White: "..."
The chief: "But what I want to ask is that you didn't plan to bring a little bit of dry rations, or a little bit of money, to put it professionally, the general equivalent. Like a general equivalent that would buy four loaves of bread?"
Woman in White: "..."
Chief: "And we're equipped with all this high-tech equipment that we can't even sell! How many times is this? Two times in the valley, three times on the road, and today six times in total! Six times. Six times, and every time we've been treated like a fraud.And that damned Hahn, why does he have to smile every time he goes to sell his armour, that's a smile that only crooks have!He's got such a thick skin that he dares to go every time. Still, to be honest, he was successful in pretending to be a nobleman."
Red-haired teenager: "That's because none of us have the guts to go."The chief was getting more and more agitated, his voice was getting louder and louder and even the red-haired teenager was waking up.
Hahn is still asleep with a smile and drool on his lips.
Chief: "Why is this happening! Why! Why!" He began to shout in agitation.The sound was amplified through the open woods and carried over the town, and the sunbathing old man at the town's entrance was awakened just as he fell asleep. As he shivered, the old man grunted, "I knew it, I knew it, something was going to happen tonight."
Chief: "If I die here, bury me under this koan tree, with the epitaph: the ruler of the world died of hunger under that tree."
Commandant: "I want to go home ~~~~~~~~~!"Before the word home could be shouted, it was gagged by something in the Red-haired teenager hand.It was a half-cooked piece of venison that had been roasted because the lieutenant was inexperienced and the outside was charred but not cooked inside. It was a young deer that they had found on the road two days earlier that had been struck by lightning.If it hadn't been for this deer, I'm afraid they would have all been starved to death long ago.
With tears in his eyes and venison in his mouth, the chief said, hugging the red-haired boy with those deer oil-stained hands, "Yas. You still look after me best."Yas (the red-haired teenager) pushed him out of the way and looked at the grease marks on both arms, weirdly disgusting!
Hahn: "Your purpose in saying all that is to get that venison, right?" It turns out he woke up from a nap too.
Chief: "Uh ... this ..., since everyone's awake, let's share the meat together!"
The result was that the piece of venison was divided equally into four pieces, even though the piece of meat was not very large in the first place.
Seeing that everyone had eaten, the chief said, "Well, since everyone has eaten and none of us have slept, let's work on tomorrow's plan of action!" The teenage chief, who was floating on his feet, said in a pretentious nasal voice as he wiped his greasy hands on his travel rucksack (the one used to hold the arms).
The chief: "My personal opinion! Ah, basically the same as before, now let's go back" Hahn looked as if he was ready to go to sleep again, and Yas took out a small oil stone and started to sharpen his axe. The lieutenant didn't move.
"Of course, this is just a general direction! Everyone can express their own opinions, anything can be said and discussed!" Seeing no reaction from the group, the chief hurriedly added. As a result, Hahn rolled over and turned his back to sleep. Yas pursed his lips and sniggered as he sharpened his axe.
The lieutenant rose to his feet and stood at attention: "Sir, request to speak."
Chief: "Yes, that's the way it should be, come on! Say it!" Hahn and Yas finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Lieutenant: "Sir, the channel has been opened and can only be kept connected for five minutes. The auxiliary energy system has been completely depleted and it will take 1000 years to replenish it. There is no way to get back unless the Sky City is activated."Hahn and Yas laughed so hard that they even left tears in their eyes.
Chief: "I know this, you've said it dozens of times."
Lieutenant: "Report sir, it's 11 times," corrected Lt.
The Chief said with a pushing smile on his face, "I mean, look, I've asked this 11 times. Is there any other way to get back other than that one, the kind that doesn't involve waiting a thousand years?" Hahn was banging his head against the ground, covering his stomach, and Yas was biting down hard on his cloak, shaking all over. Only the lieutenant stood straight as if he hadn't seen their reflections.
Lieutenant: "Report sir, no ..."
Finally, Yas stood up and said, "I'd better go and gather some wood to make a fire."
The Chief: "No, no, if we light a fire at the mouth of the town we will not look like elite but like beggars." It seemed he had forgotten who had been the first to rush up to Hahn in the evening and ask if he had got anything."
Yas had to sit down, and he pulled the lieutenant, who was still standing straight, down with him.
After a long time, Hahn finally stopped laughing. Looking up, he said, "Anyway, there's no way for us to go back for now, and the teleportation location is a hundred thousand miles further off than expected. Is there any chance of repairing your electronics, Lieutenant?"
Lieutenant: "There's no way out here, it's all completely scrapped."
Hahn: "That is, there's no way to even know exactly how far off target we are?"
Lieutenant: "Yes, but as far as the last tracking data shows, it's at least as bad as ..."
The Chief was excited and asked, "How much distance?"
Lieutenant: "Report sir, straight line distance 24,000 miles."
The Chief: "What direction?"
Lieutenant: "Report sir, downward direction."
Chief: "What direction is down? East, south, west, north?"
Hahn: "It's 24,000 miles under your feet."
Chief: "24,000 miles underfoot, isn't that in the other hemisphere? We need to find it...wait, let me do the math." He was seen lying on the ground, pretending to list the equations. 3 seconds later. He looked up in despair and said, "Considering our current economic situation, the domestic situation in the area we are in and the wider international situation, the possibility of finding the City in the Sky is as difficult as Columbus' voyage on the ocean with the moon as his destination."
Lieutenant: "...????"
Hahn: "Meaning there's no possibility of it." Yas couldn't help but laugh again.
Lieutenant: "I will complete the mission no matter how difficult it is, it is the duty of a soldier." The lieutenant was acting excited.
Hahn: "Guys and gals, let's not talk about whether or not we can find the Sky City. Let's just talk about what we're going to eat tomorrow!" The other two men immediately went quiet.
Hahn: "I didn't get any food today when I went into town, but I found out that we can actually find some income by working."
Chief: "Yeah," the soft-leggedChief seemed to come on strong. "In the past at school we lost our living expenses playing cards, and didn't we live off the second half of the month by working? I also went to the restaurant to wash dishes and steal some sausages back at night. Hahn you also went to play the piano."
Yas: "I can also be a lumberjack" Yas's father was a lumberjack in Siberia (no wonder he used an axe)
Chief: "As for the lieutenant, you can go and be a hospitality lady, you're guaranteed to be popular."
Lieutenant: "...????"
Hahn: "Oh ~~~~~ I say guys, can't you think more creative work."
Lieutenant: "I ~~~~~ I, too, don't feel very well suited for hospitality." Speaking as if a little nervous.
Commandant: "So what do you think we can do?"
Hahn: "I went to town and saw that this place, apart from social practice in the tertiary sector (that's what Hahn claimed to the outside world about his past visits to the hotel to play the piano.) You can also work as a mercenary or go to the adventurers' union to earn money by taking on quests.
Lieutenant." But our mission ~~~~!"Hahn: "Lieutenant, I think a hot bath and a nap in bed after eating something with soup is good for our combat effectiveness, right?"The lieutenant also stopped insisting on objecting, although it felt as if something was a bit off.
Chief: "Are there any life-threatening injuries? Will there be any bloodshed? I won't do it if it's dangerous!"
Lieutenant: "Sir, requesting the floor." As soon as heard this, knew she was addressing the soft-footed chief.
Chief: "Go ahead, say it."
Lieutenant: "Sir, you are the one who has the responsibility of the rise and fall of the empire on your shoulders, please be aware of the impact of your words on your subordinates."
Chief: "Well, well, there's only a few of us in this place anyway.Except for you, who yourself has to claim to be one of my men,there is simply no one else."
Lieutenant: "Sir!"
Chief: "Okay, okay, got it."
Yas: "I have no problem with that, my father would have wanted me to see more of it anyway."
The Chief said to Yas, "And would like you to become a mercenary or an adventurer? Is your dad in a proper profession or not?"
Yas blushed and smiled in embarrassment.
Hahn: "That's what we've decided then, tomorrow we'll go to the mercenary and adventurer's union and see what there is to do."
Yas: "Okay."
Lieutenant: "Eh," though a little reluctantly.
Chief: "Better not lose your little life," grunted the chief, fearing that the lieutenant might hear him.