Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

The pitch-black lance transformed into an arrow, with the power to pierce through everything, instantly pierced through Lancer and the layers of dark clouds covering the sky that blocked the moonlight.

……

Boom! ! ! ! !

Lancer's body fell back to the ground, creating a large hole next to Shuul with a loud noise.

At this moment, there was a terrifying huge hole in his chest. After falling to the ground, his body quickly turned into golden light and dissipated in front of Xuer.

However, Xuul, who had already withdrawn his weapons, did not even cast a glance at him. He just quietly watched the night sky become clear again.

The bright moon hanging high in the sky was like a quiet spectator, watching everything silently but never revealing anything.

The rain stopped.

The ground beneath Xuer's feet still retained the fragrance of soil after the rain, but he had no intention of appreciating this peaceful and tranquil night scene at the moment.

Mission accomplished, time to go back.

A golden vortex appeared beside Xiuer, and he walked into the golden passage without any hesitation.

……

Chapter 44: Idle

2: 30AM

critical……

"Back so soon?"

No. 7, who had just walked out of the golden vortex and returned after completing his mission, heard that extremely familiar voice.

He turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound, and what came into his sight was a face with extremely distinctive features.

Two identical pairs of golden eyes stared at each other quietly.

It's Xiuer.

But it was undoubtedly not Shule himself.

The person in front of him who looks exactly like him is also one of his clones. For them, they can tell whether it is the real person or not with just one glance.

"Affirmative, mission accomplished, I'm back, Number Two."

"Hey~ Why don't you hang out outside for a while?"

"Confused, meaningless behavior, why is it carried out?"

Number Two's words surprised Number Seven, who tilted his head with a puzzled expression.

Seeing this, Number Two, who was sitting on the chair, sighed in his heart and ended the topic.

"Forget it, don't talk about this."

"……Um."

No. 7 nodded, quickly ended the conversation with No. 2, and briefly looked around.

After passing over the magic workshop in the distance, his eyes finally stopped on the furniture around No. 2.

"..."

"..."

Number Seven stared at Number Two, and Number Two stared at Number Seven.

The two identical petite dolls looked at each other in silence at this moment.

"...?"

Now it was Number Two's turn to be confused.

"Inquiring, these objects...?"

Number Seven stretched out his finger and pointed at the electric gaming chair under Number Two's butt, the computer desk in front of him that perfectly matched his height, and a set of curved-screen computers and computer cases that looked very well-equipped.

There were no operating devices such as keyboard and mouse, as these devices had been replaced by No. 2's two "tails", which were the Ex-Machina's unique "data cables".

As long as No. 2 thinks about it, the computer in front of him will start working automatically.

"Oh, you're talking about that. The main body put me in charge of intelligence, so it's reasonable for me to use the computer to search for information online, right?"

As he spoke, Number Two patted the computer case beside him.

Under No. 7's scan, the configuration of these devices far exceeds the performance of the current era.

It seems that No. 2 not only built this equipment according to the computer configuration before the time travel, but also incorporated the technology of the Ex-Machina during its construction.

Number Seven nodded without comment.

He noticed that there was a window at the bottom of the computer desktop that was not closed, but he did not ask. After all, not everything No. 2 said was a lie.

Although there was some suspicion of slacking off, he was actually using his computer to search the Internet data at that time.

"Inquiring, whispering...?"

"The current parsing progress is only 50.3%"

"Including last night, we've only been in this world for one day..." Number Two replied helplessly.

"Besides the 50% initial progress, a 0.3% increase in one day is considered normal."

As he said this, the computer in front of No. 2 once again opened a tiny window with only data codes. There were already hundreds of such windows on the screen.

"Since the Whispering Order function hasn't been fully unlocked yet, it's perfectly reasonable for me to rely on other methods to obtain intelligence."

"Ah."

This time, No. 2's speech finally received the approval of No. 7.

"Inquiry, where is the main body?"

"He went to deal with that Amakusa Shiro." Number Two turned around to face the computer, and his glowing golden eyes briefly glanced at the computer screen.

"I never thought that the Master of the Crimson Assassin was actually a relic from the previous Holy Grail War."

Really didn't expect it? Maybe.

Number Seven walked behind Number Two and watched the image on the computer screen with him.

"I'm curious about the strength of Amakusa Shiro."

"Are you curious too? I'm afraid the answer will only be revealed after the main body is processed."

Number Seven raised his hand and touched his smooth chin, carefully observing the other self sitting on the chair in front of him.

And this naked look was undoubtedly quickly noticed by No. 2.

He leaned against the back of the chair, looked up, and looked at Number Seven standing behind him.

"what happened?"

"I wonder, your speaking habits are gradually becoming similar to those of Number One..." At this point, Number Seven's originally cold face revealed a human-like frown.

"Inquiring whether this was caused by the infection from individual number one."

Number One and Number Two have the closest relationship, and this is something that the "Xuers" know best.

Therefore, Number Seven has every reason to doubt whether this is a "good" thing done by Number One.

"what?"

Unfortunately, this time it was indeed Number Seven who misunderstood Number One.

Unlike Number One, who came from a young Shuul, Number Two, who was "born" second, actually came from the time when Shuul had just traveled to Disboard and became an Ex-Machina, but before he "picked up" the system.

Therefore, as a Xuer who had just traveled through time, No. 2 had not yet developed that deliberate way of speaking.

Although the default settings of the language system were adjusted by the original body after it was created, when the original body left, No. 2 still liked to speak in the same way as before the time travel, just like No. 1.

The reason why he has the closest relationship with No. 1 than with other Shuuls is also due to the above reasons.

However, compared to the freest No. 1, No. 2 will at least follow the rules of the original body in front of outsiders.

Without a doubt, facing the suspicion of No. 7, No. 2 immediately explained the whole story to him.

"learn."

"You haven't ever checked my profile, have you?"

Number Two was speechless about Number Seven's behavior.

When Xuer created these clones through the system-enhanced [True Emperor Keke], the information of each individual was kept in a specially separated [Personal Archive].

This is so that other individuals can find out when their other clones come from, and can quickly understand what time the character of this clone is from.

"Of course, there's no need, because there's no need to cooperate with you."

"Ha, that's a reasonable reason."

"..."

Another end to the topic.

The two Shuuls remained silent for nearly five minutes, while No. 7 stood behind No. 2 and stared at the screen with him for five minutes.

"How was your battle with the Black Lancer?"

"Answer: I uploaded all the information to the database before returning. Please search it yourself."

"I want to hear the feelings of the person involved." Because he adhered to Shuul's good habits, No. 7 evaluated the Black Lancer from a very objective perspective when uploading the "work report".

So it's reasonable for Two to be curious about Seven's feelings.

"Doubtful, Number Two, you talk too much."

The tone that was originally flat and devoid of emotion was now mixed with a hint of annoyance, but No. 2 didn't care.

"You have to consider me, who's been assigned full power by the main body to support [Whispering Order]. I don't have any extra energy or memory to activate combat weapons. I'm not safe if I go critical alone."

"I am just a civilian. I don't have such great power like you do."

However, in the face of Number Two's complaints, Number Seven remained indifferent, because what Number Two said was complete nonsense.

Although some of No. 2's functions were indeed restricted due to the full control of the operation of the Whispering Order, the operation of basic weapons was not affected.

With just a glance, No. 7 could detect that most of the weapons in No. 2 were in normal operation, and the most it could say was that the maximum output power was reduced.

But in a sense, No. 2 is indeed more like a civilian.

Well, a civilian with serious firepower.

"Answer: Aside from the fact that the effect of the Demonic Eye was slightly beyond expectations, its physical endurance is also relatively strong."

After using the Noble Phantasm [Blood Heritage], the Black Lancer transformed into Dracula. His abilities were completely replaced by those of the well-known Count Dracula from those of Vlad III.

Among them, [Super Recovery], a classic vampire ability, did allow him to last long enough under the hands of Number Seven.

Combined with the high-level berserk ability gained after the transformation, the Black Lancer who turned into Dracula's attack in battle was extra swift.

However, this actually accelerated his data collection speed, which made it convenient for Xiuer and shortened his working time.

Therefore, No. 7 still gave a good evaluation to this servant who helped him reduce his workload.

"Really."

Number Seven's summary was too concise, but Number Two, who was also a Shuul, was able to interpret the meaning of this sentence very smoothly just by using the information uploaded by Number Seven.

2:45AM

hum-

While No. 2 was still chatting with No. 7, an extremely familiar golden portal appeared in this space again.

"Oh, number five is back."

As Number Two finished speaking, a white and smooth thigh stretched out from the vortex, and the metal soles of its feet stepped on the white ground, making a crisp sound.

Then, a petite person wearing a black cloak walked out.

As he walked in, a pink-haired "girl" who was in a coma floated out of the vortex in a levitating manner, following the former's figure.

After the two of them completely walked/floated out, the portal behind them quickly closed.

The man in black lifted the hood on his head, and his long, soft blue-purple hair fell down and draped over his shoulders.