The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 210: Lost Dream (5)

The next day.

The weekend is just around the corner. As a student, everyone loves their days off. So, typically when the weekend arrives, there are whispers and giggles all around, but today is different.

It’s raining from the sky.

Compared to the previous day, it feels much colder, and many students are saying it’s chilly. The gloomy sky sets a somber atmosphere throughout the room.

A student who’s been in the capital for a while laments that once this rain stops, it’s going to get much colder, and the classroom feels even more melancholic.

If you look at the memory of the harvest season, it’s true.

There are some seasons that seem oddly out of place, and some where winter doesn’t arrive at all or stretches on for an unusually long time, but that’s not due to climate – it’s more like an accident.

Why, you ask?

Because there’s a monster living here that can change the seasons.

However, the temperature here doesn’t usually fall below zero. If you head west, the ocean spreads out immediately, and even at the far eastern edge, there’s the sea. In fact, in the middle of the country, there’s a round sea that looks like nothing but a crater.

If you sketch a rectangular pillar from the equator to the northern hemisphere with short left-right sides and a long top-bottom, and carve a circle out of the left half of that pillar, that’s a simple map of this continent.

For reference, this world has more land in the southern hemisphere than the northern one.

Although we don’t have all the details of the land, we do know the general outline of ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ it. There are a lot of uncharted territories, but we could at least outline the coastlines.

Anyway.

Even in winter, this country doesn’t get cold enough to snow.

So, why have phrases like "lack of diversity" or terms like "market" and "supply chain" been popping up recently?

It seems like it’s especially happening in this world.

No, wait.

It’s because of all the warmth I absorbed in the first world, along with the memories I gained. In the second world, I lived a life that was almost like the Stone Age, so when I tried to recall something from memory, there was nothing.

And then, when I gained the overwhelming memories of Daegon, who had once ruled an entire world, it was much later.

Thinking about how long it took to digest all that, it makes sense that memories shine more frequently since I arrived in the third world.

So, the more I extend the harvest season, the more memories will shine.

Let’s consider that a good thing.

There are times when a simple search brings up incorrect things, but since I’m not making decisions, it’s fine.

"But why is this so vivid?"

Since that day, Polaris, who talks to us about two or three times a week, pulled on Victoria’s glowing cheek and asked.

"Victoria gets more vivid when it rains."

"When it rains, she gets stronger? Like a water spirit from a fairy tale?"

Polaris squeezed Victoria’s cheek, and then, with a very surprised expression, brought her finger up to her eyes.

"What’s this feeling?"

"Hehe, there’s a lot you can do with water, Polaris. For example, I could push away your harsh touch!"

A slight ripple appeared on Victoria’s skin.

A very thin water barrier.

She can do this now?

No, isn’t her skill improving more and more?

Until recently, she could only use water to wash quickly and wring it out to dry, but now she can do this?

"Is something going on? Are you covering yourself in this all over your body?"

At that remark, Victoria shook her head with a bitter smile.

"There’s nothing to worry about, Polaris. I realized that doing this keeps my skin in perfect condition, and I can raise the temperature as well!"

"That’s more magical than magic."

Wow.

I was surprised too. So, Victoria is using a thin water shield on her body and warming it up to keep from getting cold?

"How do you warm it up?"

Curious, I asked, and Victoria raised her finger.

Then, a water droplet appeared in mid-air at the tip of her finger.

The droplet grew a bit, and when it was as big as a fingernail, Victoria spoke again.

"If you harden this water, the temperature goes down."

The water instantly hardened. In other words, it froze.

"If you make it vibrate, the temperature rises."

Then, it slowly started to shake.

"I tried it yesterday to relieve some tension in my shoulder, and this happened."

Puff.

In an instant, the droplet, now the size of a fingernail, turned into white smoke and disappeared into the air. In other words, it turned into vapor.

So, if it’s really made of water, does that mean she can do anything?

Wait.

Now that I think about it, she already could.

In the last moment in Vern City, Victoria dropped the sea water onto the ground, compressed it, and hardened it like a mirror surface.

When Victoria released her power, a pure white frost formed around the glass. That meant the temperature dropped when the water hardened.

There were signs of this.

Being able to handle anything made of water—doesn’t that seem a little too much?

No harvesters in the first world could use their abilities like this.

Incredible.

"Tori, can I do it too?"

"It’s hard to do it like me, but this is possible."

Victoria took Polaris’s hand. The hand rippled slightly, and Polaris’s expression immediately softened.

"Warm."

"Right?"

Watching her face, Victoria giggled.

I could see the words "steam engine" and "small reactor level" flashing in my memory before fading away.

Clearly, if she boils the water, she could make a turbine spin.

Considering how much Victoria has consumed, isn’t this almost like creating something out of nothing?

Of course, I’m not going to say that.

After all, in this world, people think electricity comes from lightning.

Even intellectuals don’t really understand that static electricity and regular electricity are the same thing.

Wait, if intellectuals don’t know, then who would?

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Things like how it’s dangerous if you’re in contact with water, or if you electrify metal—that’s the kind of danger I’m talking about.

That’s why lightning rods are installed properly on buildings.

But that’s the extent of it.

There’s no fundamental knowledge, and most importantly, the technology to create turbines is lacking. It’s weird to have gears but no turbines, but given the actual level of technology, that’s just the way it is.

The same applies to memories. Judging by the related searches, it doesn’t seem like it’s just one or two things missing.

"What, should I warm Bell up too?"

"Yes! No, wait, yeah. No, that’s not what I meant. If it’s temperature, that’s fine."

I absentmindedly answered Victoria’s question, only to realize that wasn’t the warmth I meant.

Of course. Since it’s not just simple heat, trying to warm up Bell, a physical body... well, it’s more warmth.

Lately, it’s been coming in little by little.

Among the harvesters, more people have been doing transportation work, and the intensity has been increasing. Since harvesters are physically strong, they usually crush things easily.

Normally, if someone kills like that, at least the police or local security would catch them and have to write a report. In any society, people don’t just go around killing others openly.

It’s not really about moral values, though.

It’s fine if the ruler kills their exploitation targets or kills for fun.

If I were to find an easy analogy in my faded memories, it would be like this:

In some RTS game, it’s okay to throw workers into the enemy’s map to reveal it. But if my workers fight among themselves and die off, that’s a failed game, right?

It’s the same here.

A ruler doesn’t mind if their own property gets damaged while they’re using it, but they don’t want to see their assets decrease as the property fights and self-destructs.

Divide and conquer.

That’s the saying, but if no one remains from the division, and they stab each other to mutual destruction, there’s no one left to rule.

That’s why laws exist to prevent this kind of asset depletion.

But the law is becoming more lenient.

I guess it’s because prices have been rising, and thieves have been increasing. Now, in order to protect their own lives, people don’t face consequences for killing others. People are becoming numb to killing each other. Or, perhaps, the world has become one where you can’t survive without doing so.

This probably started when the spring mechanism was rejected.

But the royal family is developing independent technologies that don’t align with the three big corporations, and they’re advancing technologies that can give them insight into their internal affairs.

It might be a little chaotic for now, but it’ll get better soon.

Until then, I should enjoy the warmth that’s slowly coming in.

"It’s not that cold right now."

Hmm. But if I stop here, they’ll probably press me, asking, "What do you mean by cold?" So I’ll change the subject. People speak most vividly when discussing their own problems. I’ll poke at that.

"So, is Victoria doing well in the dorms? I’ve heard the hot water works well."

Asking how she’s doing is something I can ask even if I already know, and I really do know that the hot water works fine.

But I’m sure she’ll think I’m asking based on the mention of the cold. And on top of that, I know she’s not satisfied with the dorm.

So, I subtly prodded her.

And Victoria took the bait quickly.

"The water’s fine. But as for whether I’m doing well in the dorms, well..."

"Why, is there something wrong with the dorm?"

Polaris looked at her with a puzzled expression. Polaris is the eldest daughter of the Marquess of Barrington. She’s not poor enough to have to stay in a dorm, but she can’t afford to hire a bodyguard.

Nobles who stay in dorms are usually of middle rank.

"You know a lot of noble students have moved into the dorms recently, right?"

"Yeah. I know. There was someone complaining that one of ours has moved in there. Are there some suicidal troublemakers bothering you?"

Victoria looked at Polaris with a slightly uncomfortable expression. I guess it’s because she mentioned something about a lower-ranked person.

But Victoria didn’t point that out and went ahead with her own story.

"They don’t kill. And more than that, there are a lot of people blocking the hallways, having petty contests of power. Someone like me has to either turn around or sneak out through the window."

"Phew! Blocking your way, huh? They’re full of bravado."

"Polaris."

"Hehe, but it’s true, isn’t it?"

When Victoria glared at her, Polaris flinched and looked away. She was smiling, but the muttered words were audible to Victoria’s ears.

Victoria ignored it and continued.

"But there are still a lot of fun things."

"Fun things?"

Victoria approached Polaris, lowering her voice, and began to speak about some of the interesting things in the dorm. Like a boy visiting from the male dorm at night or the arguments between two girls fighting over the same boy.

The two of them chattered away for the rest of the break.

Me?

I was listening seriously, thinking about whether I could turn the defeated girl into a harvester, contemplating my next steps.