Gacha Game Female Characters Become Obsessed with Me

Savior of subculture games, Trainer, Wanderer, Tourist, Traveler… As you collect such titles.
You can see the trends that recent games are pursuing.

There was one trend that could often be found especially in Chinese games.
That is the appearance of regions that claim to reflect their own culture.
(One must be careful not to say bad things like “Didn’t you incinerate your culture with the Great Revolution?”, as you might be attacked by suspicious cyber-Red Guards.)

A representative example would be the place ruled by a senile old man who always forgets his Stone King King King.

Last Calix also jumped on this nationalistic bandwagon.

Of course, it wasn’t in the sense of succumbing to the continental spirit and aiming for global expansion, but rather unleashed madness in a different direction.

“Iron! A lump of iron is talking!”
“Oh my. Is this alchemy? It seems like that, but it also seems like this little one has been given abilities other than alchemy.”
“Nyaruru… Nyak…!”
“Idiot. Don’t clumsily imitate a cat.”

This was the result.

It was the scenery of the Great Imperial Empire, which had fully preserved the lost technology from just before the outbreak of the Hwanpin War.

《I repeat my request. Please present something to prove your identity.》

“Hmm.”

Having just come from a pastoral fantasy world, I was a bit flustered because I didn’t have anything that could be called an ID, but.

“Maybe this?”

I had the hero capture license, no, the revelation tablet.

As I held out the most modern artifact, the smartphone.
Duiju No.38 fired a LED beam to scan it.

《Identity verification impossible. However, confirmed to be imbued with the power of Neo-Confucianism. Upgrading status from illegal immigrant to temporary refugee. Please follow this Duiju No.38.》

What on earth is the power of Neo-Confucianism.
I decided to think positively since it wasn’t a hostile reaction at least.

Regretting my past self who was a skip-addict, I quietly followed behind Duiju No.38, bobbing along.

The buildings erected here and there gave me the exact feeling of when I visited the countryside as a child.

Of course, the thatched houses had LED lights twinkling instead of oil lamps.
What pulled the carts was not oxen but mecha-velociraptors.
And farmers were harvesting rice with lightsabers.

Anyway, the essence was a rural landscape.
Just that it had become cyberpunk in a slightly excessive direction.

“Woof! Woof!”
“The smell of oil… I don’t like it…”
“So! So amazing!”

The demon-graduate students also expressed their amazement at the scenery.
Honestly, I was a bit curious too, and looked around like a country bumpkin who had just come up to Seoul.

“Wow! Dinosaur on dinosaur!”

I couldn’t hold back my exclamation as soon as I saw a lizard beast-kin riding a mecha-allosaurus.

A dinosaur riding on a dinosaur.
How can I resist that.

Eventually.
As we reached near the city wall, we arrived in front of a sinister building labeled ‘Immigration Office’.

Without fail, old model drones—Duiju No. X—were floating above the heads of peddlers who had loaded something onto iron A-frames.

《Please line up and wait in an orderly manner with this Duiju No.38. The estimated waiting time is 28 minutes.》

Our Duiju kindly performed the role of a reservation application.

28 minutes.
It wasn’t too long to wait.

“Human. This is bad behavior.”

“What Neb is doing is worse behavior.”

I gave a lesson to Neb, who had been flashing her eyes strangely and snarling while swinging her stubby arms at the drone, and quietly lined up.

[Condition Achieved]
[★☆☆ : Find a way to enter the Great Imperial Empire. (1/2)]

The clear progress was updated, perhaps meaning we had found a peaceful way to enter the country.

After waiting blankly a bit longer.

[Condition Achieved]
[★☆☆ : Find a way to enter the Great Imperial Empire. (Complete)]

The status window declared that we could achieve a 1-star clear, as it seemed the heroes on the other side had also found a way.

As expected of my heroes.
They’re capable.

“Meong~ Meong~”

While patting Lumi’s head, who had been pestering me whenever she was bored lately, I trudged along following the gradually shortening line.

I had a good feeling that we might be able to clear Zone 1 without any particular battles.

Buzz buzz.
Clamor clamor.

Suddenly, the entrance of the immigration office up ahead became bustling.

《Destruction of Duiju No.73 confirmed. Emergency situation occurred. Confirmed order for Special Force deployment.》
《Proclamation No.543 activated. Living things shall immediately clear the way. Repeat. Living things shall immediately clear the way.》

Mecha-infantry that didn’t look particularly well-made, obviously mass-produced models to anyone’s eyes, poured out in droves.

It seems something has happened.
I tapped the back of Duiju No.38.

“Hi Bixby?”

《This Duiju No.38’s designation is Duiju No.38. Not Bixby. State the reason for your call, temporary refugee.》

“Why are the soldiers mobilizing?”

《Checking if this is information that can be provided. …Information restricted. This is information that cannot be provided to temporary refugees. 1 demerit point is accumulated for overstepping authority.》

“…?”

To give 1 demerit point for pure curiosity.

But I had already learned in high school that the moment you protest here, additional penalties might come in.

So I just accepted it and followed with my eyes where the soldiers had run off to.

Watching the mecha-infantry running hard towards the horizon, raising clouds of dust, my heart swelled for some reason.

It could indeed be called the spirit of the Great Imperial Empire.

“Master! That scrap metal mister over there is leaking oil!”
“It’s creaking all over woof!”

The defense industry corruption is perfect too.

“They’re coming again!”
“These scrap metal lumps sure are persistent.”

Saha gripped her hammer again.

The hammer that hadn’t gotten a single scratch despite smashing these scrap golems chasing them now several times.
Seeing its sturdy durability, respect for Harong who made it and Ark who provided the technology naturally welled up.

“Hit! Hahang, they’re idiots?”

An arrow that left Ari’s bowstring accurately shattered the head of a scrap golem charging at them.

The saint, who was in charge of leading Party 2.

“Well done. So many golems, this is indeed difficulty befitting the 21st floor.”

Not only magical buffs, but she also boosted the heroes’ spirits with words, admirably filling Ark’s absence.

“I see something like an underground passage over there! I think we might be able to infiltrate inside!”

“Good. Let’s go.”

“…This doesn’t seem right…”

Renatel, who was still not fully ‘heroized’, muttered with slight discomfort, but.

The other three neatly ignored him and attempted to ‘enter’ according to the ‘way to enter the Great Imperial Empire’ they had found.

Rewinding time slightly, a while ago.
When Party 2 first entered the 21st floor.

The heroes felt slightly dazed, having fallen on unfamiliar land.
And with even Ark, who had always been by their side, gone.

“It reminds me of when Ark was kidnapped!”

Having recited the ‘I can do it’ declaration that Ark taught them every morning for over a month.
Ari, who maintained perfect optimism even in this situation, refreshingly changed the mood.

Saha smiled gently at those words.

“That was really tough back then. But looking back, it was quite an interesting journey.”

“That’s right. But this time Ark is safe, so let’s cheer up and break through on our own.”

Yohena gladly received those words, but.

“…”

Renatel, who had seen and received and clearly observed with his own eyes the atrocities these three women had committed, couldn’t continue speaking.

As they were gradually adapting to the new scenery.

“Hey, something strange is approaching!”

At Ari’s words, who had the best eyesight, everyone’s gazes focused on one spot.

A strange scrap metal lump was slowly approaching them, floating.

“This doesn’t feel good.”
Saha’s ‘intuition’ sent a warning.

“Suspicious, suspicious…! For a lump of iron to move as if it’s alive…!”
Yohena snarled at that ‘unholy object’.

After the suspiciously bobbing iron lump stopped midway.

“?!”
“What is this…?”

The heroes tensed up as it suddenly displayed an incomprehensible symbol ‘-_-‘ on its surface.

《You have arrived at the border of the Great Imperial Empire–》

“Hyak!”

Startled Yohena threw the book she was holding, and simultaneously, Saha’s hammer, which had instantly closed the distance, smashed the suspicious iron lump.

《Wel– come–》

Duiju No.73 ascended to the Lord’s side in one hit, without even finishing its welcome message.

The death echo fired by Duiju No.73 was soon delivered to the immigration office.

“The transmitted data?”

“Unknown. It seems to have been quickly destroyed before the recorded video could be transmitted.”

Following custom, it would have been appropriate to handle it as a ‘malfunction’ and forget about it, but.

Eumhui, who had recently been appointed as the head of the immigration office, was an exemplary soldier who emphasized FM (Following Manual).

Therefore, she responded according to protocol.

“Dispatch one platoon of the Special Force. Let’s decide the response level from there.”

“Yes!”

Watching the back of her subordinate running off hurriedly.

“Really, what a messed up neighborhood…”

Eumhui sighed.

It wasn’t a day or two that disturbances occurred at the border of the Great Imperial Empire.

Most were the work of bandit groups, but there were still occasional local provocations from the Pingolia Empire.

Although the position of immigration office head was a bit far from promotion, being a sinecure.
Eumhui’s heart was still filled with patriotic devotion, so she didn’t have many complaints.

Just, there was too much work.

So the destruction of Duiju No.73 was originally just one of the hundreds of minor issues that occurred daily.

“Report! Special Force 327th Platoon annihilated in engagement with unidentified thieves!”

“…? The Special Force?”

It was certainly so, until the forces dispatched to solve a minor problem were annihilated.

Intuitively feeling a premonition that something unusual was about to happen.

Eumhui furrowed her brow.