The Outer God Needs Warmth

As soon as I entered the entrance, the wind-up machine holding the joystick turned its head 180 degrees and looked this way.

Then it detached itself from the joystick and ran straight to attack.@@novelbin@@

Yeah. It's dumber than I thought. This.

The best way here is to twist the joystick wildly to make it lose its balance right away and then run at it. It's like a handshake during a handshake when it attacks me.

Kwak!

Polaris, who was behind me, ran into a good position to hit me. I saw the tin plate dent every time Polaris ran in and hit me with his fists on the body and head, so I thought it would be okay and went to where the body was.

I pretended to examine the pilot's body and took away his warmth.

Oh, it's cooled down a lot. This.

I should've come here first.

While I was searching the pilot's memories, Polaris completely dismantled the machine. It's not Polaris, it's Polarbear.

Hmm. How to control it.

My memory has evaporated a lot, so it’s a bit vague, but I know how to fly. Looking at my various memories, I can’t fall vertically like an airplane.

I think it’s because it doesn’t gain lift by moving forward. Since it’s easy to fly, things like aerodynamics aren’t developed, so the speed is slow.

So, what did you do when you landed?