I’m Stuck on a Remote Island With the Male Leads - Chapter 257

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Part 2
(Side Story)
Episode 15
2. The Key to Memory
Opening the Camping Trailer too frequently incurred a penalty.
Specifically, the space would relocate randomly.
I hadn’t wanted to learn this the hard way.
I’d woken early, stepped out of the Tent, and opened the Camping Trailer—merely searching for morning supplies. That was all.
But then the system window suddenly flashed crimson, blaring warnings with relentless urgency.
[The opening frequency of ‘Mobile Residential Module (Camping Trailer)’ has exceeded the threshold.]
[Daily opening limit: 5 times within 24 hours]
[Current opening count: 6 times]
[Constraints from rule violation are activating.]
[Spatial stability is collapsing.]
[Resetting coordinates…]
[Relocating to a random location.]
Upon reading that warning, I stepped through the Camping Trailer’s Door into an entirely different place.
Damn it.
“A familiar Cabin.”
I sighed upon spotting the two-story Cabin before me.
This Cabin was the survival camp base where I’d spent months with my companions on Alea Island in the past.
“Still, I’m fortunate to have found a Cabin. This place is ideal for establishing a survival camp.”
I retrieved a Flare from my Bag and fired it skyward.
Hoping Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid would see it and come this way.
I’d encountered Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid by chance—faster than I’d anticipated.
Yet here we were, parting so absurdly.
‘Jenas will see this Flare too, won’t he?’
I recalled that Magical Beasts couldn’t approach the vicinity of the Cabin.
Moreover, this was the first cycle of Alea Island before activating the regression Gate, so the Barrier would be even more robust.
‘Since the Magical Beasts can’t get close anyway, I just need to hide the Camping Trailer within the Barrier.’
Unless Jenas’s curiosity drove him to seek me out in human form, I could live without complications until then.
Still, I found a Bamboo Forest and cut down plenty of Bamboo. Using the Sword, naturally—the one that had been in the Cabin.
I brought the Bamboo back multiple times, erecting them higher than the Camping Trailer to create a perfect screen.
Phew.
After hours of work, the screen was so flawlessly constructed that I felt genuinely proud.
I opened the Camping Trailer and transferred the Equipment into the Cabin.
The interior was thick with Dust and moisture, untouched for months.
In the corner lay old Blankets and broken Wood fragments, presumably used by other test subjects, scattered in disarray.
I exhaled deeply and picked up a portable wireless Cleaning device.
“Well then. Let’s start with Cleaning.”
I opened all the windows and pressed the button on the vacuum cleaner.
The sound of a small motor whirring filled the Cabin. It felt like life was returning to the space.
After dusting every corner with a feather duster and wiping everything down with a cloth, the old Cabin had become quite clean.
Only then could I begin placing the camping Equipment I’d taken from the Camping Trailer one by one.
I first loaded Firewood into the Fireplace and lit a Fire, then set out tea-making Equipment and an electric kettle on the table in the Kitchen.
Ah, and I didn’t forget to place the water purification Filter on top as well.
I installed Lantern lighting throughout the Cabin and set out Blankets, Blankets, and sleeping bags in front of the Fireplace.
“Now it actually feels like a place where people live.”
Of course, that wasn’t the end of it. There was still so much to do.
Now I needed to take out cooking utensils and set up bathing supplies.
I was so absorbed in preparing the Cabin into a comfortable living space that I lost track of time.
Of course, I also made sure not to forget to count the daily opening uses as I went back and forth with the Camping Trailer.
“That’s four times now.”
One left. I should save this just in case.
I was standing at the Front Door, about to check the inside of the Camping Trailer and gather my belongings to leave.
[SYSTEM LOG VERIFICATION IN PROGRESS…]
Huh? Suddenly?
Normally the opening count data should appear, but there was nothing like that.
[OPENING COUNT INFORMATION CORRUPTION DETECTED.]
What?
[RETRIEVING OPENING RECORDS FOR ‘MOBILE RESIDENTIAL MODULE’.]
[RECORD RESTORATION FAILED]
[LOG ERROR. VALUES CORRUPTED.]
Wait. Wait. What are you saying?
“No. Hey, you crazy System! Now you’re even throwing errors? I counted the uses correctly!”
So what do I do? Can I open the Door or not?
[※※※SYSTEM JUDGMENT CRITERIA RESET※※※]
[CURRENT OPENING COUNT: UNABLE TO VERIFY]
[CLASSIFIED AS ‘EXCEEDED STATE’ ACCORDING TO DEFAULT RULES.]
[⚠SYSTEM WARNING]
[SPATIAL STABILITY IS COLLAPSING.]
[RANDOM COORDINATE RESET INITIATED.]
This damned System!!
The interior of the Camping Trailer fragmented like a puzzle, and the space began to reconfigure itself.
When I came to my senses, the Camping Trailer had transformed into a keyring of a different shape in my hand. And I was standing blankly outside the Trailer.
‘What the hell. This isn’t Alea Island.’
Before my eyes lay a desolate city.
It looked almost like ruins. If I were to imagine what a city in an apocalyptic world would look like, it would be something like this.
“System window. Where is this? How do I get back?”
[SYSTEM ERROR DETECTED]
[Dimensional Coordinate Stabilization Failed]
[Unauthorized Dimensional Transfer Initiated]
[Switching to Emergency Recovery Mode.]
[Transmigrator Survival Mode System Activating…]
Hurry up. Stupid system.
[Current Location: Parallel Dimension #05 – Acropolis Region]
[Military Classification: 4th Front Control Zone]
[Assigned Sector: Neo Asterion City Outskirts, B-2]
I blinked rapidly, dazed by the torrent of information flooding my senses.
I couldn’t believe it. This wasn’t apocalypse-level—it was something far worse.
This was a genuine science fiction world.
[※※※WARNING※※※]
[This dimension is classified as a ‘military conflict zone.’]
[If your presence is detected, you may be recognized as a hostile force.]
A military conflict zone?
I swallowed the scream rising in my throat.
“What do I do then? Tell me how to get back!”
[Recovery Procedure Initiated]
[Stabilizing Dimensional Coordinates….]
[Estimated Recovery Time: 00:59:58]
[Upon completion, automatic return to 【Parallel Dimension #01】 will commence.]
Damn. I have to wait a whole hour?
The system’s instability had severed the connection to the original world. There was no way to call for help.
I had no choice but to wait helplessly for the system to resolve the problem.
Thump, thump, thump, thump—
That’s when I heard military boots striking the ground from somewhere. Not just one pair.
Dozens of boots marched in steady rhythm across the barren earth, drawing closer with each passing second.
I held my breath and hid beneath a nearby collapsed building.
Soon, a formation of soldiers marched in single file through the ruins of the devastated city.
Men in military uniforms.
Anyone could tell they were soldiers.
‘I’ve never seen uniforms like these before.’
They weren’t from Langrid or Hestia, nor did they resemble any other nation’s military garb I knew.
Kaiden had said I could only cross to another dimension by finding a fragment of Enoch’s soul in the dimension I arrived in.
Kaiden couldn’t have prevented this system’s evolution and errors either. After all, he was a transcendent being, not a god.
If this was indeed another parallel dimension, couldn’t I find Enoch here as well?
But unfortunately, unlike the first parallel world, this wasn’t a world I knew.
With such a completely different setting, I had no way of guessing where Enoch might be or what form he might have taken.
‘It seems the first parallel dimension I arrived in was a tutorial after all. That’s how the game’s rules work.’
That one was numbered #01. This one was #05.
Perhaps the power of dimensions, being considerate of a beginner, had chosen a parallel world that was easy to clear at first.
It was nonsensical reasoning, but that was my best guess to make sense of the situation.
In any case, no matter how long I searched the ruined city, Enoch Aster Klaus Langrid was nowhere to be found.
And the real problem was that I had no intuition about which direction to go.
‘I can’t waste time like this meaninglessly. Let me examine the Keyring first.’
I pulled out the Keyring again.
‘I forgot to examine it carefully earlier because the Keyring’s shape had changed.’
Originally, it had been a Camping Trailer-shaped Keyring, slightly smaller than a fist.
But the Keyring now in my hand felt like a square black warehouse.
[Dimensional Stabilization in progress….]
[Estimated Recovery Time 00:21:13]
I confirmed that the time on the system window had decreased.
Yes. I just needed to endure a little longer.

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