I Picked a Mobile From Another World

Episode 123 [ Promise (2) ]

A low mountain near Daegu.

Originally, it was a place where a well-manicured shrubbery grew, but now it has become a dense forest.

Unlike other places, there were almost no monsters in the forest. Instead, small birds and animals were living in their own ecosystem.

Ugh.

For the first time in a long time, an intruder entered the quiet forest.

It was a human-made machine whose entire body was black.

Ugh.

The drone passed quickly between the trees and checked the surroundings with a camera.

The drone relayed the confirmed information to Eve, who was following behind.

Information that no dangerous-looking monsters were found, and even information that no special abnormalities were found.

It was the moment when I went over a hill halfway up.

The drone discovered an unfamiliar object ahead.

A fluttering cloak. And machine guns.

Ta ta ta ta!

The machine gun opened fire.

There was no time for the drone to make evasive maneuvers. The black drone exploded on the spot.

*

Ta-ta-ta.

-The drone has been destroyed.

Eve’s report continued with the sound of machine guns coming from afar.

Kyunghoon stopped walking.

“Has the other person been identified?”

-I took about two frames. However, it is so shaky that it is difficult to accurately identify the subject. All I could tell was that it was a cloaked, humanoid weapon wielding upright walker.

“It’s not a monster, right?”

-The power of the bullet is considerable. Most likely a mana bullet.

-For that reason, the opponent is most likely a mutant or a surviving awakened person. However, it may be a monster I don’t know about. Sufficient caution is required.

I was attacked, but I had no intention of showing my face because I was far away. I thought I would be careful.

Kyung-hoon immediately got off the road.

Of course, too much time had passed and it was difficult to call it a road, but he left the forest-covered mountain path and hid in the shadow of the forest.

Gyeong-hoon disappeared and the quiet forest began to move again. Birds were chirping and insects were flapping their wings.

As time passed, he came through the bushes, his cloak fluttering.

Jerk.

The fluttering cloak stopped a short distance away from where Kyung-Hoon was last seen.

It made no difference, but he seemed to have discovered something.

At one point, he dragged his cloak and flung himself to the side like lightning.

bang!

At almost the same time, gunshots rang out.

Quang!

The bullet went through the hem of the cloak and exploded the tree behind it.

It made no sense for a tree to explode just because it was hit by a bullet.

But he didn’t seem to care about the tree exploding.

He jumped under the bushes and checked the forest where the bullet came from.

The muzzle of a machine gun sparkled beneath the cloak sinking into the bushes.

He pulled the trigger.

Tudadadadadada!

The bushes soared into the sky and bullets rained down into the dark forest.

Trees were broken and weeds were scattered.

The counterattack never came.

But he didn’t raise his head.

It was a surprisingly accurate shot. It was clear that even if he showed up just a little bit above the bushes, he would be hit directly.

Moreover, considering the firepower of the gun, the game was over if one hit anywhere on the body.

He who was lying down started to move.

Susssseu.

Holding a machine gun in one hand, he moved forward through the bushes with both legs and one hand.

The bushes hit his whole body, but all he could think about was approaching the opponent.

As I ran through the bushes and into the forest, I caught a glimpse of a piece of clothing behind a tree far away.

“Do not attack. “I just checked to see if you were human!”

He heard voices coming from the tree, but he didn’t stop.

Ta-ta-ta-ta!

They just took a sharp detour around the tree and fired machine guns at the tree and the surrounding area.

puck!

A hole was made in the tree, and a machine gun bounced out of the bushes next to the tree.

Unfortunately, the bullet seemed to have pierced the machine gun magazine. Machine guns exploded and danced wildly.

It was an unusual machine gun with a lot of electronic equipment. Although it was my first time seeing it, it was clearly a remotely controlled machine gun.

It was a trap.

He didn’t stop. I turned sharply to the side, and as expected, there were only clothes hanging behind the tree.

In addition, there was even a tripwire with explosives hanging behind the tree.

It was clear that if he had approached without thinking, he would have exploded.

‘Then where is the enemy?’

I had dug two traps. There was no way they wouldn’t create a third trap.

A thought occurred to him and he quickly took a step back.

But his move was too late.

I felt someone falling from above my head.

He raised his head.

A man holding a sword in both hands was falling towards him.

It appears that he was hiding in a tree next to the enemy’s expected entrance road.

He did not aim his gun at the falling human.

Confirmed now. The opponent was a human.

Instead of raising the gun, he raised his opposite arm.

The human who was falling down saw him with a surprised expression on his face.

The human moved his sword in a hurry, but unfortunately he did not have enough time.

Suddenly!

The sword cut off his arm that was blocking it.

*

Kyung-hoon looked at the severed arm with surprised eyes.

The severed arm fluttered on the floor like a lizard’s tail.

Kyung-hoon turned his gaze and looked at the person with one of his arms cut off.

The opponent’s other, uncut hand was holding a heavy heavy machine gun. And the muzzle of the machine gun was pointed directly at his chest.

But the opponent didn’t seem to have any intention of shooting. And Kyung-hoon didn’t feel the need to attack further.

There was no way the other person was a doppelganger.

A severed arm with cables visible. Rusty steel head with camera. And a lump of machinery wearing an old and tattered cloak and body armor.

The being that fought him was not even a human, let alone a doppelganger.

“robot?”

However, instead of answering Kyung-hoon’s words, the other person asked a question.

“Are you human?”

It was clearly a sound that came from inside a piece of metal, but it was a completely human voice.

Kyung-hoon looked embarrassed at the other person’s question.

“I didn’t expect to hear a question like this…”

I was thinking about how to check if the other person was human, but I never thought about what I would do if I was suspected.

But there was no need for Kyung-hoon to give that answer.

[I am… a clone of Eve, the mana network management artificial intelligence. Are you AI?]

The robot’s head turned to Kyung-hoon’s chest, where the sound was heard.

The robot looked at Kyung-hoon’s face and chest and tilted its head.

“AI? “Do you look like a person?”

Kyunghoon secretly showed me the cell phone in his inner pocket.

“Oh, I downloaded it to my cellular phone. A monster walking around with an AI would be a bit strange, right? “First of all, I have to accept you as a human being.”

The robot nodded to itself and spoke to Kyung-hoon.

“Raise that arm and follow me. “I don’t have a way to carry it.”

The robot walked ahead, holding a gun in one hand and waving its arm with a cable sticking out.

Kyung-hoon picked up the robot arm with a frown.

“Is that a robot? “Isn’t there a person inside?”

The robot that took the lead could hardly be considered a robot at all, regardless of its tone or actions.

-Then the master cut off the human arm.

At Eve’s words, Kyung-hoon checked the metal arm he was holding.

The cut surface of the rusty metal arm was full of wires, unknown circuits, and patterns.

No matter how you look at it, this arm was a mechanical arm.

*

The two climbed the hill through a mountain path full of bushes.

Kyung-hoon had a strange feeling as he followed the robot.

The heavy machine gun slung over his shoulder and one severed arm caught my eye, but the robot looked like a local guy who had just left the village.

And the surroundings were filled with only the usual sounds of birds and insects.

Kyung-hoon felt as if he was out for a walk in the mountains behind his neighborhood brother. It was the first time I felt this way since coming to this world.

It wasn’t far from where the two fought to the lab.

Trees were growing through the half-destroyed building.

In some ways, it was a gruesome sight, and in other ways, it was a mysterious sight.

[Daegu New Technology Research Institute]

The robot put the sign hanging on the main gate pillar upright with the tip of its gun and approached the building.

The front door with all the glass broken was waiting for them.

“It’s been a while since I visited.”

The robot stopped in front of the front door and muttered to itself.

Kyunghoon looked at the robot with puzzled eyes.

Crash.

The robot lowered its gun and sternly turned back on the spot.

The robot looked directly at Kyung-hoon and lowered its head.

[Welcome to Daegu New Technology Research Institute. [This is an autonomous AI humanoid keeper in charge of visitor guidance and security.]

The robot, which greeted with a restrained gesture, raised its head again.

Creak.

The robot moved its head left and right.

“Ugh. It’s been a long time since I last greeted you. “The load is considerable because we use joints that were not used before.”

The robot grumbled like a sick old man and went inside first.

Kyung-hoon watched what the robot was doing with a puzzled expression on his face.

“It wouldn’t be remotely controlled by a comedian from afar, right?”

-We’re not communicating…

Eve couldn’t even finish her sentence properly. She didn’t seem to understand either.

-The sense of humor is too bad for AI. More observation is needed.

The problem was that I couldn’t understand something in a strange way.

Kyunghoon shook his head and followed the robot who called himself Keeper into the building.

In the center of the lobby stood a half-broken robot statue.

On the walls are industrial robots and construction robots seen at the Awakened Training Center. And there were pictures of robots all the way up to the spider robot I saw at the airport.

The lobby was also half collapsed and surrounded by trees.

Among the passageways leading into the lobby, there was only one passage that was intact.

Kyung-hoon walked along the empty passage.

At the end of the passage were stairs leading to the basement.

There was a security checkpoint and barrier installed in front of the stairs, but it seemed to have been broken a long time ago.

The sound of a robot walking came from below.

Kyunghoon also passed the security checkpoint and went down the stairs.

The first basement floor was where construction robots were made, and the second basement floor was where military robots were researched. Lastly, the third basement floor was where humanoid robots were researched.

The place the robot went to was the 3rd basement level.

It was a building that felt like a high-tech research institute, but unfortunately, the laboratory on the third basement floor was a place where old scrap metal was rolling around.

Robotic arms and legs. body. head. Dozens of parts were rolling around on the floor.

And the robot that arrived first took its arm off its shoulder and was looking for a useful arm on the floor.

Kyunghoon looked at the arm he was holding.

“There might be some useful parts inside. “Throw it anywhere.”

The robot waved its hand as if it saw Kyung-hoon.

“found.”

The robot picked up a rolling arm and headed toward the inner room.

Kyunghoon also followed the robot across the lab.

Inside the lab, there was a small room with several beds.

It seemed like a sleeping room.

The robot sat down on the bed and began to reconnect its arms.

“I don’t know if it’s right.”

Kyung-hoon looked around the night room while listening to the robot’s rumbling.

The bed showed no signs of use. Rather, there was a trace of a depression in one corner in the shape of a person sitting.

Next to it were guns that looked like they could no longer be used, and swords and shields with patterns engraved on them were rolling around on the floor. And there were old western movie posters hanging on the walls.

Django High Noon Stagecoach.

Posters showing western cowboys standing with guns in their arms. They were old posters that looked like they were about to fall apart.

“It’s still usable.”

The robot moved its arms and nodded.

The newly attached arm was very rusty. Honestly, it looked like it was going to crumble any moment.

But before that, understanding the situation came first.

“Then may I ask a question now? “Keeper?”

“That was the name of this lab before it was destroyed.”

“Then what can I call you?”

“Shane. You can call me Shane.”

The robot answered with a satisfied voice.

Behind the answering robot was a poster of a cowboy riding a horse.

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