Chapter 3: Encounter of the damned
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"GRUOOOOOOOAAARRRR!!!!!"
Shit- Shit- Shit-! Upon hearing the deafening scream, I panic- Quickly hid behind a tall dune and performed a dolphin dive.
The searing heat of the sizzling surface of the desert immediately entered to my armor and made me subconsciously level my body above the surface for a little bit.
I was just peacefully walking through the plains, onwards to the north through the lands of nothingness, when suddenly a Godzilla level creature ascended and revealed itself out of the sands near the valley that I was walking onto.
I didn't have the chance to take a picture out of the creature because of the panic, though just by the roar alone, I could make out of its shape. It may even be bigger than Godzilla judging from the volume of its cry.
Well... It's not life threatening just to take a peek, right?
Humph. Here we go!
I slowly slid my head above the dune I am laid into and-... YEP.
IT. IS. GOD. DAMN. HUGE!
Well, not to the level that could rival Godzilla. It could be said it was even smaller than an 18-story high structure. Though it was sufficient enough to block the sun which is calmly descending down in the western horizon.
The monster looked like a gigantic tortoise. A behemoth. Its shell had prismatic glowing crystalline pillars that are no less bigger than its head, atmospheric-like gas engulfing these crystal-like spikes as it was some sort of planet. The head had almost the same similarities with a snap turtle except for crystal-like draconic horns that protrude out of its ears.
Then almost immediately, a blue window appeared with an arrow directing towards the turtle.
... I was left stiffened the moment I read the blue window.
To hell with this!!
Chelone HP: Perfect Mana: Perfect Rank: World Aggregator Level: 32,403 Exposed Ability: Gravity Magic: Lessen Weight XXL
What in the actual f--- a monster like this doing out here!? Maybe I was actually dropped to a damned high-level area?!?
Oh, I wish I wasn't. If I were to logically think from the perspective of the game, maybe there are area bosses that roam around the battlefield..? And If I were to see it from the perspective of this world, in which case of 'Otherworldly traveler', this is definitely a high-level foe!
More than that, is this some sort of 'Reveal Identity' window?
Maybe... I was gifted with more than an infinite Premium Points..?
Hmm. This is getting more and more becoming a prank instead of some sort of transmigration-
BOOM!
Suddenly, the ground shook and broke my train of thoughts. Though at the same time, Chelone started moving. Its sheer weight was enough to harden the sand beneath it and generate enough impact to cause timid earthquakes. With that being said, it was obvious that the weight was holding it back from moving faster than it should be, one step seemed like it would take it eternity before it could land.
BOOOM!!!!
Alright. That was loud.
Since tortoises aren't known for predatory, I think it wouldn't harm me unless I get into its way? Well, maybe that.
Also. I managed to calm myself out of my predicament.
... Is this also included in the system?
Well, I am not the bravest person on the planet. I am that type of person who would cower in fear when something's bad about to happen. I can testify that truth, just bring a TV and Rated-12 horror movies, I'll soil my pants in no time.
Ahem, leaving those thoughts alone...
I leaped out of my hiding with haste, since the sizzling hot grains were getting over my heat tolerance, and made around the tortoise. Due to body enhancement, my armor is equipped with, even though they were the basics of the basics, I could run really fast. Like. Fast.
From the calibration of the speed of these enhancements alone, I guess they were really suited for high-speed combats ranging from mid-range to CQC*. As expected of Assault Class, I guess.
Hmm?
Looking at the place where Chelon ascended. There were traces of civilization.
It was as if Chelon was resting above an odd-looking ancient labyrinth. The labyrinth was built with stones obviously not made out of neither hardened sand or clay. It was a pure, olden, gray brick normally found in European castles. Other than that, there are glowing stones embedded to both walls for every two columns, serving as light for its inhabitants.
... I wonder if there are people in that labyrinth?
Seeing the structure's state alone, I conclude that it was built sometime long ago and chances of its inhabitants living that long under these hot sizzling grains of sand and temperature, not to mention the scarceness of food. I doubt about saying they lasted for about two decades, until, logically speaking, they started eating each other for survival.
It's not as if the Labyrinth would move. I guess I'll check about it later after I investigated the fallen Globemaster.
That plane is more worth than this discovery, after all, there are chances that if it is still fully functional, or require slight repairs to fly again.
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I might find my way out of this place or even log out.
Alright, let's do that then.
Running at full speed while examining my surroundings. I just realized that the desert is getting more and more... Cramped. The spacious horizon I saw earlier was getting less expansive as it looked like from that glimpse.
Hmm. How would Dragons sound?
Yep!
Right now, in the far distance. I could concur some mythological-level battles happening.
The massive tortoise, Chelone, was having a mightly battle with a golden-scaled dragon with Jet-like boosters for wing webs and above its fore lies an almighty looking Crown halo. At first glance, Chelone seemed to be disadvantageous but...
The dragon looked like it couldn't even penetrate Chelone's shell. Its claws slipped from Chelone's crystallized shell, even with its dragon breath, Chelone comes out unscathed.
And due to their battles, more and more almighty monsters came. Ascending from their slumber underneath the sands, they came out with an explosive entrance. Dragons spewed their dragon flames the moment they came about to the surface, Lions immediately clawed both Chelone and the Golden Dragon, and Chimeras casting the best of their magic.
Fortunately for me, who is just peacefully traversing the dunes. I am safe. That battle is happening miles away and there is absolutely no way they could detect me from this distance. Even if they did, I doubt about turning their backs away from monsters that would cause them more harm than this lowly human being.
In addition to the uprising of godly monsters, there are small monsters scattered all over the wasteland. The once desolate lands brimmed with life. Tiny scorpions that I doubt dealing much damage, Earth-sized snakes, and perfectly normal rabbits jumping about.
There are extraterrestrial monsters roaming about as well, these monsters looked much more hideous than what Uollyhood does to their Horror movie monsters. Scorpions having bipedal legs and snappers like crabs, are called Domain Keeper, while Snakes that are much bigger than two school buses combined together are called Domain Devastator.
These two, even though their names sounded like they would come into conflict any time soon, they actually group together and scout the wasteland for food, these desert rabbits were also included.
... Well, I am quite a bit surprised they haven't noticed me at all.
It's not like I wanted to be noticed, these monsters, even though they looked much weaker than the gigantic kingly monsters that fight in the far distance, they actually have levels above 1,000. So for a newbie like me, they're too much for me to handle.
But it's quite boring doing nothing but running non-stop towards the fallen Globemaster.
Haah, let's keep at it for a while.
I could barely make out of the fallen Globemaster's silhouette. It's still too far.
And, the melons that my character have... It's making me hard to breathe.
Dammnit. I might have to change this appearance of mine later.
Big melons are not really suited for speed. Now I know why most people who play FPS choose smaller breasts for their characters instead of having bigger ones
I mean...
It's really hard.
...
After spending at least two hours running... Which is originally one hour if it weren't for damned Domain Devastators throwing me off course and shaking them off for one hour, I finally made it into the Globemaster.
The sun has long descended and the chilly temperature of the desert have begun rising. I felt cold running down in every part of my body. Even though my armor is bulky and all, there are holes in the armor that sand and air could easily get through and that is not nice.
Since... I forgot to wear my character's starter costume which is a Military outfit.
I wore the damned armor first because, I thought it would be sexier this way.
AND! Enough of the negativity. The breasts are coming in handy, instead of suffocating me the entire time I was running. It's actually comforting me underneath the veil of the cold.
My torso feels warm even though the temperature around me is decreasing.
... I'm glad I made her chests bigger! And more than that, even though I have been running for this entire two hours.
I couldn't feel any fatigue at all, this is just simply amazing!
Ah, I wish running real life was like this.
Though the lack of fatigue is not omnipotent. My physical body could run for hours and even traverse the whole world non-stop, but my Mental body couldn't. Just from running, I felt like I had an argument with an old man for days and wanted to have a lengthy sleep in a comfortable Hotel bed with air conditioning at max level.
... These things would only exist in dreams... Unless I am out of this desert, I could only dream.
I slowly walked up to the charred remains of the Globemaster. Fortunately, REALLY FORTUNATELY FOR ME.
Its nose and right wing which obviously shouldered the impact of the barrier that hit the Boeing C-17 Globemaster III, from being thrown off course by colliding with an unmovable thing in the air, were the only parts damaged. IF. We exclude the tail and the main hull's state of affair.
Though, from what it looks like. It could still fly. The engines are still intact and undamaged-
Nope!l
Miscalculation. Two engines on the left wing are the ones that are undamaged, the remaining on the charred right wing are beyond repair.
Damn. If I was only a little bit faster, I could have made it into the crash site and extinguished the flames before they devastated the engines... What a waste of sexy beast.
I marveled at this Beast of the skies' body before I had the thoughts of praising it. Bull shit, as if these things have souls... I thought to myself but my hand subconsciously moved and patted the C-17 Globemaster III's body out of spite. Thinking it was unnecessary for patting such an inanimate object, I was met with a familiar window once again.
A blue window sprang out of my eyes.
Boeing C-17 Globemaster III Blueprints has been acquired.
The rights to build Boeing C-17 Globemaster III has been authorized without the complicity of the User's Rank.
... Alright.
It seems. I could... Build another plane of this grade?
Without even needing a higher rank!?
OH MY GOD, HOW BEAUTIFUL THAT WAS!!
Right after I released my hand off the body of the plane, it started glowing and immediately dispersed into tiny specks of lights. Any remains of the Boeing C-17 Globemaster disappeared as if it was a non-existent object, to begin with. Though the crash site still remained.
... Haah. It's quite cold out right now.
Maybe I should call it a day and rest?
The crash site area surface is much harder than the rest of the dunes, thus, it was quite suitable for camping out the night. Though I don't know if I am safe around these areas? Those Domain Devastators are quite terrifying up close, and more than that, just one bite is enough to kill me... I doubt about the Domain Keepers unable to do the same.
Let's do a quick perimeter check.
HUFF! I jumped over the edge of the crater and checked around with Maska-1's visors up. Since it was quite hard to see through with lesser field of view and through all of this darkness.
It was only a good thing, the moonlight of this game or this world is much clearer than real life. Heck, even it has a moon phase of First Quarter, its luminescence is comparable to that of Full moon! Ah, how I wished I was transferred to this world instead of being pranked by the admins.
But hey, it is chances, right?
Let's return to scouting for now. I am quite mentally exhausted and require a hefty rest.
From my point of view, most of the Domain Devastator and Domain Keepers are few miles away from the Crash Site and the nearest bunch are at most. One mile away. The same goes for the rest of the direction.
It was as if they are kind of, avoiding this place?
Hah, no matter. I. AM. QUITE.
TIRED!!! My mind's not in the state to ask for questions.
Giving myself a nod, I jumped down to the crash site and opened my inventory, I rummaged through the inventory shop for portable camp tool, and only to find it in the Premium Shop.
... As much as I wanted to abuse the power of Infinite points of Premium Points... I kind of, getting wary for who knows what. But I do wonder if sleeping in-game would affect my Two hours playthrough timer?
... I hope not. It'd be a shame if my playthrough ended if we're talking about being pranked by the admins.
AGHHH- Thinking all of these kinds of trifling matters, it just makes my head even more mentally exhausted!
Now let's rest!
I took out the Portable Camp Tool from the inventory and immediately set it in the middle of the crater. I didn't have enough patience to take off my armor bit by bit since the Inventory won't let me unequip things automatically, so I just took my helmet off and equipped my Military outfit for extra cold protection.
... The system. Apparently allows me to equip clothes and items automatically but unequipping requires me to manually work onto them.
Puff- I pulled my sleeping bag's sheets up and slept.
Soundly.