AutoTerra: Operating Systems

Chapter 7: Rank is Not Everything

After exiting the Guild lobby, Astan and Arni walked down the stairs and passed through the corridor towards the tram station. On foot, the two chatted.

“If there is something that makes you confused and curious about the AutoTerra System, just ask me,” Astan advice while walking hand in hand with Arni.

“If you want to bring up the hologram screen that often appears in the menus how?” Arni starts asking, “A-what to say ‘Status’, ‘Statistic’, ‘Menu’, ‘Open Panel’, or simsalabim, so?”

“Simsalabim…? Simsalabim's eyes. You mean System panel, so?” Astan pulled both sleeves of his jacket. “Ya just thought about it. Imagine if you again want to open the system panel, then the panel will automatically appear. Look at the stat, it will appear. Look at storage, the advent of storage. Want to see settings, settings also appear.”

“Kok can be sophisticated?”

“Have a hick,” ledek Instant. “We now live in a fast-paced age where even snails can be made as fast as light. The AutoTerra system is equipped with a neural and brain scanner. What we think about the system will definitely be nongol because it is read by itself by the system. Kayak gini, nih.”

When Astan thought of opening the AutoTerra System speech, a transparent blue hologram panel appeared before him containing a writing, and could be seen by Arni.

[Welcome to AutoTerra Operating System]

[Welcome to AutoTerra Operating System]

[Welcome to AutoTerra Operating System]

Nongol, missing, nongol, missing, nongol, missing. It just keeps playing Astan panel system itself. There is no need to bother mentioning some sort of keyword to activate. Just think about it, then the system will read the neural response, and display what you want to display.

“Wih...!” Arni amazed himself made by the stupid actions of Astan.

“Try, deh.” Eventually the panel of the Astan system was completely eliminated.

Arni closed both eyes, trying to think of wanting to see his statistical data. Instantly appeared his data panel, but Arni's eyes were still closed with a serious expression made.

Astan who is anxious to see it immediately blurs, “No need you think as serious as that. Download your brain.”

“Eh?”

Arni was stunned by the presence of the data panel before her. His exaggerated expression looked as if a boy had just come out of a cave.

“Woah!!! Advanced really...!”

Arni turned to Astan, but his gaze was blocked by the hologram panel. Go to the right, the panel to the right, go to the left, the panel to the left too.

“Kok panel ngutu mulu kayak shadow former?”

“Idih~ Sok-sok’an speaking former. Got an ex you never have this,” ledek Astan. “That the panel will follow continuously according to the response of the lens of the eye, but can be shifted by hand.”

One hand Arni tries to slide the panel to the side. Sure enough, the panel shifted according to the movement of his hand. Shifted forward, side, front, side, front, side until o’on.

“Ciluk, Ba!”

“Ciluk, Ba!”

“Ciluk, Ba!”

Ridiculously, Astan also followed the peek ba in front of the Arni panel. Both of their ridiculous mannerisms were seen by the many people who were also passing by in the corridor.

“They're why, huh?”

“Entahlah. The girl like young, understand that the same gaptek AutoTerra System. But that guy. Old, still bad behavior.”

“Emang school compulsory twelve years should really run seriously yes, Bund...”.

“Iya. That's what happens if the twelve-year-old school children just go home, go home.”

Without caring for people's comments, both of them still behave silly until finally Arni obliterated the panel screen.

“Ehe…. Can be shifted using the feet also not, Bang?”

Instant follow gnarly, “Ehe~ That ‘mah is not your only sliding panel, your brain also shear.”

The two of them laughed together until they did not feel they had reached the tram station area.

The tram on this ship is a light monorail transportation that is used to move to the deck areas of the ship quickly. Because this spacecraft is wide, it needs a kind of tram transportation to facilitate traveling to various decks. On each deck has its own stopping station whose size is not as large as the original station in a city.

The stop station where Astan and Arni wait for the tram is the station in the Guild Deck section. The Guild Deck itself was a special area of the Guild headquarters core filled by rooms and areas such as Guild lobbies, offices, Guild-specific small shops, to warehouses of items and weaponry.

“Bang Astan, I am still confused by this rank and level system. Why should a certain level be separated by rank? And how many ranks and levels do hunters need to reach?”

Astan rubbed his chin for a moment. “Special level is separated by rank in order to make it easier sort of.. quality assessment, maybe..”.

Astan was a bit confused to explain it.

“Gini, please. I'll clear up your second question first. The sum of the ranks on the AutoTerra System is seven, but does not include the None because it is not a rank. If in the lowest order, the rank starts from Wood, Iron, Bronze, Silver, Gold, Diamond, and the highest Crystal.”

“Each rank has different number of levels according to the order. The smaller the rank, the fewer the level, the higher the rank, the more the level. Starting from Wood Rank consists of 10 levels, Iron 25 levels, Bronze 50 levels, Silver 100 levels, Gold 150 levels, Diamond 200 levels, and Crystal 250 levels.”

“So, if plugged around..” Instant count with fingers. “790 levels, including those of None or without rank. Without the rank itself has 5 levels as a key to unlock the rank, starting from Wood Rank.”

“Woaaah..!” Arni was stunned to hear it. “Is that the level to be reached to become the strongest hunter? It must have taken a very long time to reach the highest level.”

“Depends, anyway.” Instant reached into the phone from his pocket, fiddling to check the menu or message. “There are people who can reach the Crystal Rank in a short time, but also hit it the fastest about 7-10 years more, it was only at the initial level. Depends on how diligent someone is hunting and carrying out missions. And the way to level up on your own is to collect Scores. The more Scores collected, the faster they level up and rank.”

Instant's phone back in the pocket. “Not like I hunt the most just for money. Six months so the hunter was already able to reach the Bronze Rank of the initial level, should be. Yes...how not to level? A month at most just take about 3-4 missions.”

“A little very, Bang…? Very lazy,” said Arni astonished.

“Not lazy, Dek…. By purpose.” Astan started whispering in Arni's ear. “Try thinking, deh. The higher the rank and level of a hunter, the more things one must face. Starting from the enemies getting stronger-hard, competition between hunters and Guilds, proving himself the strongest, slaughtering-slaughtering, so vengeance-drenched.”

Then Astan stood up straight again, putting both his hands in the jacket pocket. “Partially if it is strong like a god what else would it be…? The responsibility to maintain the ranking is difficult. Treasure, long ago will also be bosen ama money mulu. The throne, instead, is given another responsibility. Woman, just a pervert-brained bajigur who thought of getting there. His life will definitely not be this normal anymore.”

Arni nodded in understanding. Being the strongest is everyone's desire, even lazy people also crave it even without effort. But for Astan, being the strongest will only plunge someone into a much deeper problem, and not necessarily someone can be free from the problem and return to normal life happily.

According to Astan, it is better not to engage anything related to strong people or be the strongest if you want to live a normal life.

Arni again asked again, “Emang what is your rating, Bang?”

“Iron level 3.”

“Ooo...” Arni nodded again.

“Why? Want to suck?”

“His license,” great-grandson Arni. “But I'm still self-conscious, Bang.”

“Meh~ Good. There is still land above the sky.”

“Lah, instead of sky above the sky?”

Astan replied, “Yes, the land is like you, while I am the sky. There is still another sky higher than me, there is another sky, and then another sky, the sky above the sky, the sky above it, the sky again, the sky nongol, the sky again, the sky, the sky, ceiling— Adoh!”

So often called the same word, without realizing the tongue of Astan bitten himself until it bleeds. Astan's finger poked blood from his beauty.

“Lah, bleed...?”

Arni tries to hold back a laugh, “Pffft…. Therefore, do not let if you want to talk smart ass.”

Without caring for Arni's tearing, Astan snatched some tissue from the hand of a woman who happened to be standing waiting for the tram as well beside him.

“Ask, Aunt.”

“Oi, son of the devil! Don't just origin nyomot tissue people, yeah! You don't know yourself! Blablablablablablabla.

Not understanding the tirade of the aunt, Astan prefers to focus on cleaning the blood from her tongue.

“Still can talk, right? I asked a lot, huh?” Arni showed a big smile. “Safe language for nge-ghibah?”

Astan gave a thumbs up. “Aman.” Then throw the tissue into the nearest trash can. “Still able to ghibahin the Rojali who never came home from the solar system across there. Almost every afternoon I nge-ghibah together with the cafeteria mother about the Rojali who said successful in sono, but forget the same mother herself who is in this part of the solar system.”

“Ahahaha..!”

The two laughed together until it felt like the tram they were waiting for had arrived. The two soon entered the tram with the other passengers, and took a seat before the other.

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