The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 244: Unfortunately, I got attached to it (9)

The third world's winter is passing.

Based on this land, it's already been more than half a year since I came to this world.

Tomorrow will be my second year.

I won't be much different, but for the students of the Royal Academy, there will be a big change.

And it's not a pleasant change. A bunch of high-ranking people from other countries will be admitted and take classes together.

What would it be like to be in a place where it's hard to breathe with mediocre political power?

I think it'll be really fun to watch.

Ugh.

When I see these thoughts, I feel more relaxed.

In the past, I was so scared because I didn't know when I would be ejected, and I didn't know how long I would have to wait at the bottom.

But now, I exist in two worlds in succession.

It means that even if one goes wrong, there's a way to survive.

If we use a farming metaphor, it's the time to sow seeds and wait. And if one field is ruined, there's another field.

There is a reserve.

Even after sowing the seeds, they grow on their own without much care. Of course, you have to increase them from time to time, but they are easy to grow.

There is a minor problem that I have to wait more than 100 years, not 1 or 2 years, to harvest the fruits I want.

I can wait for that.

When that happens, a large amount of warmth will come in, just like I felt once in the first world. The warmth of humans who trample and kill consciously or unconsciously will flow in as we live.

In my faded memory, I have never hurt anyone in my life.

However, I lived using products obtained through labor exploitation in economic colonies, and eating bread from companies that did not take responsibility for people who died in accidents.

I lived on countless corpses.

I believe that every world I meet will be like that. That is why I make harvesters without any instructions.

Oh, of course, I have to be careful not to make too many harvesters so that the world does not collapse.

But it's much easier than real farming.

Of course, I remember farming, but I don't have any experience!

Who knew it would be so convenient to be able to get other people's memories.

If it weren't for this, I would have been in a more difficult situation. In particular, it would have been difficult to read people's emotions.

Even though I can read emotions now, I often make mistakes.

If I couldn't read emotions... ... .

I hate to think about it.

I'll put Belle to bed soon and school will start a day later.

I have to sort out a few incidents until then.

First, a harvester from the Bright Shin slums.

He got a job as a transporter and went to every corner of the country. He would clean up or be cleaned up by people who attacked him along the way, and he would share warmth well.

One thing I realized while sorting that out.

The smaller the town, the more clockwork machines were completely eliminated. The more remote the villages, the more they were in the transitional period of introducing wind-up machines, but they refused to use them because of media reports.

And these villages are currently free from the economic crisis that has engulfed the entire country or the entire world. For example, the village where Beatrice and Maurice currently live is like this.

They are self-sufficient in vegetables and grains.

Meat is hunted by monster slayers, a subspecies of hunters by the standards of the faded world.

Surprisingly, this world does not obtain meat from livestock. They obtain meat by hunting monsters.

Then, it is questionable whether they can properly feed people, but perhaps because it is a world with magic, there are many animals that give birth to young like rabbits despite their large size.

Based on the standards of the faded world, both the first world and the third world are rich in wildlife and have different biological cycles.

No, if you average them out, the world in the faded memory is like a severely desiccated patient.

The second world?

There, the harvester couldn't contain the world enough to know in detail. That's why there's a lack of information. Both Daegon and Primordial Heavenly Lord only know about the area around their own territory.

Oh. There's one more thing.

Daegon's world.

There's magic there too, and the biota grows and reproduces quickly, but it doesn't run out.

Although if you squeeze a planet or star that has accumulated magic, it will run out.

Daegon is an invader who completely conquered his universe and then left the universe to wage war on other worlds.

If I compare it to the game Civilization in my faded memories, it's like when we first entered the modern era. We started a war against a neighboring country and were defeated, and only one city remained, but robots came out of the barbarian base next door and tore everything apart, leaving nothing behind. That was Daegon right before I attacked him.

Huh?

My thoughts went to a strange place.

Anyway, the small town with productivity is safe.

In other words, cities that depended on trade due to lack of productivity were in serious trouble.

No, to be exact, places that depended on trade routes where people came and went, where accommodations were built, and those became marketplaces, and places that gradually grew into cities were ruined.

When clockwork machines were phased out, blood flow decreased, and towns along the route turned into robbers or disappeared due to resource depletion, clogging the blood vessels.

Cities larger than a certain size would die if they didn't receive supplies from nearby production sites.

The facilities in those cities couldn't feed the people inside.

When the blood vessels were blocked, large cities that ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) played an important role were hit hard.

And the resulting deficit spread throughout the country. Most large cities had industries.

But this country somehow managed to fix it.

However, it seems that other countries haven't done so. Foreigners who speak foreign languages ​​that are difficult to understand are increasingly gathering in the Brighton slums.

Bern City is almost a city-state that has become independent and isolated, and as a countermeasure, Nantes has developed from a small port to a port city.

On the other hand, Atlantis Fortress City hasn't changed much.

It's practically a port, so various goods come in from abroad, and you have to defeat the monsters of the eastern sea that come up and attack like a daily routine.

That doesn't mean there are no changes.

If you get hurt by the monster of the eastern sea, the curse spreads from there. So if you get hurt even once, you only get one limb amputated if you're lucky.

In other words, the soldier attrition rate was very high.

However, things changed when one harvester was able to erase the curse.

If you can erase the curse, the wounds that cause a limb to be blown off are just minor wounds that can be regenerated.

The danger has decreased.

So Atlantis Fortress City had a different New Year than usual. It's not a lonely New Year's Day where we send someone off, but a New Year where we meet again after being hurt.

In short, we're doing well.

There are harvesters who are doing well, and harvesters who are not doing well. People live in various places.

I've summarized the situation in the third world.

Technology has not yet developed significantly. An alternative power device that uses human power is secretly being distributed around the capital, and Bern City is trying to operate the clockwork with the technology of the original Heavenly Being.

However, it is having difficulties because it is difficult to generate the output to operate the existing clockwork because it lacks power while being less polluting like eco-friendly energy.

However, this will be resolved as time goes by.

I hope that someday they will go beyond this planet and move into space, and even go to another world and create a colony.

Then, the descendants of my harvester will swallow that world.

And they will give me warmth.

Hehe.

The fourth world.

I've gained more information than I thought so far.

Most of it was memories of the harvester, but I still knew a lot.

If you are reading this translation anywhere other than Novelight.net or SilkRoadTL, it has been stolen.

Because I knew that after putting me in, which Jeber called a purple mutant, my wounds would heal and my overall physical abilities would improve.

Then I realized that when I put in a middle-aged woman, her appearance would become younger, so I brought in a few old people and made them into harvesters.

And when the old people's appearances turned back to youth, the atmosphere changed.

I put in a chimera with a brass necklace that had lived for about 7 years and was about to be ruined by aging, or an old criminal whose body was in shambles after being subjected to terrible punishment and made him into a harvester.

But then something big happened.

One of the criminals gained superpowers.

He escaped by bending the metal around him with his superpowers and tried to kill Jeber. But he failed.

The bomb around his neck exploded.

I guessed that the person who was bound there had a higher chance of gaining the superpower to break free.

Meanwhile, Jever had another idea.

He turned all the available chimeras into harvesters.

All the chimeras except for the assistants or the chimeras with silver necklaces around their necks became harvesters.

However, no chimeras gained superpowers, perhaps because there was no reason for it. Jever searched one by one to see if there were any chimeras that had gained special powers, and was greatly disappointed when he found none.

Jever gained there was nothing.

On the contrary, I gained a lot.

Jebert returned the chimeras to their original positions. Thanks to that, I can always look at him. Since I got almost all the chimeras, it means I can watch over the entirety of Jebert's house.

So the lab chimeras learned something they didn't know.

Jebert is now preparing to make more harvesters.

Yes.

He posted an announcement outside that he was conducting an aging-reversal experiment.

The date is a month later.

With that announcement, he started building a new building on the border between the mansion and the outside. I think I'll be turning anyone who comes inside into a harvester.

Very good.

After all, aging-reversal is such a delicious bait.

It's hard to resist without picking the fruit.

And if there's no cost, who would refuse?

Someone will try it just in case.

So once the flow is created, it can't be reversed. Someone else did it and it's fine. Now, the next time, the person who doesn't enjoy that privilege is an idiot.

That's how it was in the first world.

I said that if you recite the contract once, you can live a much better life, but if you don't, you're an idiot.

The fourth world is collapsing?

Here too, only those who signed the contract after seeing me will do it.

If I report every single one, it would take me decades to make as many harvesters as I did then. So I'm not that worried.

In the first world, almost all the population on the continent became harvesters... ... .

Even if the endurance is different in each world, I don't have to worry about that part, so I'll do it freely.

So please let me make the harvester quickly.

Quickly.