Karlstein giggled and scratched his chin.
"Did I tease her too much?"
Even after his initial messages, Karlstein had teased her several times.
Still, thanks to that, he could tell what this punk wanted to say.
It seemed like she wanted some sort of technological convention...
"Tsk tsk, she can’t even begin to fathom how scary the Empire truly is..."
It was not just any empire.
The Gctic Empire.
What did it mean to maintain the system of an empire at a gctic scale?It was clear that it wasn''t the soft and cuddly something that she was thinking of.
And a convention or exchange could only be established in a ''mutually equal'' rtionship.
"It seems she doesn''t quite grasp what position I''m in."
It was understandable since he hadn’t exined it in detail in themunity. And even if he told them, it wasn’t like they would believe him anyway.
Karlstein interpreted the argument of ''Magic Is Just For Support'' as follows.
<i>A hope to voluntarily be a colony...?</i>
Yes, that was exactly how it felt like for him.
Of course, the more he talked with her, it did seem like she was somehow desperate in her own way.
Karlstein pondered her offer that wasn’t actually an offer.
"Hmm, there certainly is one job that could be assigned."
He wasn''t sure if it was what the punk was hoping for, though.
"And it really is a usable(?) world, so..."
Although he responded teasingly, he didn’t look down on her or underestimate her.
"Magitek that makes space travel possible, you say..."
It truly was remarkablepared to some ordinary fantasy setting.
"But that''s about it."
His world had ''dominated'' space long ago, for hundreds of thousands of years. How impressive could a civilization that had just ventured into space be?
The words ''expansion'' and ''domination'' carry different weights.
Ifpared to him, who could even artificially create and manipte ck holes, she was nothing more than an infant.
"But it isn’t like there’s nothing to use at all..."
Using the current dimensional ry, it was possible to amplify the Astral Signal and forcibly create a passage through the antimatter transformation of transmitted data, allowing goods to be transferred.
So far, the ''Dimensional Store'' had been operating without major problems, which meant it wasn’t wrong to say it was sessful up to that stage.
But what he wanted was more than that.
"And a ry is just a ry, after all. There’s only so much it can do."
Even if he could install arge-scale dimensional ry in the dimension where ''Magic Is Just For Support'' resides, it would expand the range of users who could ess the Dimensional Store and reduce the Ether consumption during product transmission. But that was about it.
Moreover, the dimension of ''Magic Is Just For Support'' was not the most efficient coordinate for arge ry.
After analyzing and researching the dimensional coordinates, although not to the extent of establishing a hierarchy among dimensions, there were still several coordinates found that were adjacent to various dimensions, making transmission and reception easy.
One of these was the dimension where Hyperion was located.
<i>A ry dimension, huh...</i>
"It does have its uses, but..."
There was a more fitting role.
Dimensional Receiver and Dimensional Transmitter.
The Dimensional Store was currently only capable of one-way transmission. And such one-way transmission certainly had its limits.
The receiving side also needed to be prepared for all his ns to proceed smoothly. Instead of only one-way transmission, a dimension suitable for studying interdimensional interaction was needed at a minimum.
However, the world that could fulfill his demands was few. If the minimal levels of civilization and technology he thought of couldn''t follow, even starting such an endeavor would be difficult.
After all, what kind of results could he even expect if he suddenly built a dimensional researchb in some martial arts-oriented world?
<i>Smh Smh-</i>
Honestly, it would be a relief if a shrine of human sacrifices for the heavens or some bullshit like that wasn''t built.
Basically, he couldn''t just make a Dimensional Receiver or Dimensional Transmitter on a whim.
Unlike the ry, the Karma consumed and the technology involved were iparably higher in level.
To put it simply, it was like building a multiyer mode in a game.
"I can''t give up on it, though."
It was good to prepare in advance for eventual Dimensional Travel.
In the short term, he nned to operate the Dimensional Store and other contents, and in the long term, he intended to invest in and research various dimensions.
That was the basis of his current project.
<i>And then, after that...</i>
From that perspective, the dimension of ''Magic Is Just For Support'' was appropriate for his tastes.
Appropriate technology, appropriate civilization, and appropriate dimensional position. Considering the various conditions, ''Magic Is Just For Support'' was an excellent candidate.
<i>Very well then! Let''s try to approach her in a more friendly manner.</i>
[(Cosmic Emperor): dogeza<sup>1</sup> agreed?]
[(Magic Is Just For Support): !@$!@%!!!@#!@#]
<i>Haha, was it a failure?</i>
An unexpectedly rough response came back, uncharacteristic of her usual calm demeanor.
[(Cosmic Emperor): hehe u upset? or sulking?]
[(Magic Is Just For Support): !@$!@%!!!@#!@#]
"Hahaha."
Karlstein liked her rather bouncy and reactive response.
"Well, teasing aside, we do need to have a talk."
***
[You have been appointed as a Moderator of the Integrated Dimensional Community.]
“….”
Her face disyed a spectrum of emotions as she sighed deeply. She looked more exhausted than when she was buried under a mountain of work.
Ultimately, she had surrendered to the barrage of mutes and blocks by the Oradge.
The so-called ‘Bluadge''. That was the role she agreed to take on.
“Bluadge….”
She was perceptive enough to know what the position entailed, which only added to her sense of defeat.
"What? Work first and talkter?! To think he would say that…!"
Considering her position, the task could not be more trivial.
She logged into themunity and watched the posts popping up for a while.
[Singlebungle Orc''s Big Thing Photo] [82]
[heehee fire!] [137]
[i can''t be the only one to suffer!] [248]
[Spot the Difference..heh] [486]
[viinnnn nuuuuunaaaaa... heungggg] [34]
[Age is just a number^^.jpg thrown in] [258]
[the,, adorable,, mochi,, i,, raise] [47]
[A Study on Why TS is Superior.txt] [396]
[Testing the Bluadge’s Reaction Speed] [177]
Although quickly erased by the other Bluadge, just ncing at the titles was enough to deal a mental blow.
She felt like screaming.
<i>WHY!! WHY!! WHY IN THE WORLD!!!</i>
<i>WHY MUST I PERFECTLY COMPLETE THIS TASK!</i>
[(Cosmic Emperor): u don’t want to? nah get gud gl]
[(Cosmic Emperor): Nah. No can do. Go back.]
[(Cosmic Emperor): I, thepanymander, is disappointed in you.]
[(Cosmic Emperor): I shall bestow a great mission upon you.]
[(Cosmic Emperor): You can’t do it, you say? Looks like Magitek isn''t all that after all.. heh]
[(Cosmic Emperor): Still, I''ll send a gift as amemoration for your inauguration.]
She felt dizzy.
She looked at ''that'' which was ced in the middle of theb.
“A gift..."
If she did what he told her to properly, she could use that permanently, instead of having a one week time limit. Or so he said.
"Hmph."
[(Cosmic Emperor): possible to extend the period, even in the case u fail… if u grovel heh]
His tone didn''t sit well with her. After all, there was this subtle sense of superiority in his speech.
Even if it wasn’t wrong per se…
His words had a strange nuance that seemed to say, ''I bet you won’t be able to endure without submitting to me''.
Seriously, if it weren''t for that tone, she might have gratefully epted it.
It seemed like the teasing Administrator thought she wouldn’t be able to keep her mind off such an object, thus sparking her defiance.
Wasn’t he thinking too little of her?
A one-week trial period?
The intention was tantly clear.
Did he think she was going to beg to keep using it after a week or something?
She ran her hand over the streamlined form of ‘that’ which had a glossy ck finish.
It was metal, but it had a warm and plush texture.
The metal materials used were honestly more intriguing than the actual intended use of the device.
[Experience Heaven Indirectly! TTBG Heaven Series Massage Chair New Product]
“….”
A massage chair.
For some reason, receiving something like that from an SF Absolute seemed to imply...
"Let’s see about that? Is that what you’re trying to say?"
As if such a massage chair could satisfy her.
Physical satisfaction couldn’tpare to the fulfillment of the mind.
Humans experienced a fulfillment iparable to physical pleasures when enjoying knowledge and advancing themselves towards a more developed form.
To set aside such high-dimensional rewards for a mere massage chair...
It could not be morementable.
"I’d better ask for something more usefulter. Maybe a book..."
Yes, that would certainly be better.
Then, she had to show that such rewards wouldn’t possibly satisfy her needs and desires.
She sat down on the streamlined massage chair.
In order to show that such a device couldn’t subdue her...
<i>Plush-</i>
A strange texture that enveloped her body.
<i>Uh, uhmm... it definitely isfortable.</i>
It firmly held her in ce regardless of whether she wanted to lie down or sit up, yet transformed smoothly without resistance when she wanted to change position.
"Is it structured to transform automatically based on the center of gravity…?"
She couldn''t even begin to grasp what kind of technology it was.
She cautiously operated the massage chair ording to the user manual.
"E-Eut?!"
Then, the gates of heaven /genesisforsaken