Kalstein chuckled, scratching his chin.

“Did I tease them too much?”

He had teased them several times after that.

Still, he could understand what this user wanted to say.

It seemed they were seeking some sort of technological agreement…

“This guy has no idea how scary the Empire is…”

It wasn't just any Empire.

It was the Galactic Empire.

What did it mean to maintain an imperial system on a galactic scale?

It was clear that whatever they envisioned was far from soft and fluffy.

Moreover, agreements or exchanges could only be established in a "equal" relationship.

“It seems they still don’t quite grasp my position.”

It was understandable since he hadn’t shared many details in the community. And even if he did, they probably wouldn’t believe him.

Interpreting the claims of "Magic is just a trifle," Kalstein could only feel this way.

A voluntary hope for colonization…?

Yes, that was exactly how it felt.

Of course, while he thought this, it seemed the user was somewhat desperate too.

Kalstein pondered their suggestion—or rather, their proposal.

“Hm. There’s indeed a task I could assign to them.”

Whether it was what they wanted was another matter.

“It’s certainly a usable (?) world…”

Though he reacted playfully, he wasn't dismissive.

“Magical engineering capable of reaching space…”

Indeed, it was impressive compared to ordinary fantasy.

“However, that’s all it is.”

The world he resided in had long since “dominated” space. It had been tens of thousands of years. How impressive could a civilization that had just emerged into space be?

The implications of “expansion” and “domination” carried different weights.

Compared to someone who could artificially create and manipulate black holes, they were practically newborns.

“Surely there are uses to be found…”

Currently, he could amplify astral signals using the dimensional relays and establish a passageway for item transmission by dematerializing the data sent and received.

Based on the operation of the "dimensional shop" thus far, it would be fair to say that reaching that stage had been successful.

However, what the user desired was something beyond that.

“And the relays are just relays.”

Even if he installed large relays in the dimension where "Magic is just a trifle" resided, it could only help expand the user base of the dimensional shop and effectively reduce the ether consumption related to item transmission. That was it.

Moreover, the dimension of "Magic is just a trifle" was not even a coordinate where large relays would show maximum efficiency.

Through the analysis and research of dimensional coordinates, it was found that, although there wasn’t a strict hierarchy between dimensions, there were various coordinates adjacent to different dimensions that facilitated smooth transmission and reception.

One of those coordinates was the dimension where Hyperion existed.

A relay dimension…

“That alone would still have its utility…”

But there were more appropriate roles available.

Dimensional receivers and dimensional transmitters.

The dimensional shop could currently only send items unilaterally. Such one-way transmissions certainly had their limits.

The receiving side also needed to be prepared for Kalstein's plans to proceed smoothly. At the very least, a suitable dimension for researching mutual interactions between dimensions was needed.

However, worlds capable of fulfilling his requirements were few and far between. Without a minimum level of civilization advancement and technology, it would be difficult to even begin.

What kind of outcome would arise if he abruptly asked to build a dimensional research facility in a world with martial arts themes?

*Shudder.*

It would be fortunate if they didn’t end up summoning a sacrificial altar to the heavens.

That didn’t mean he could just whip up dimensional receivers or transmitters.

The karma consumed would be incomparably higher than that of relays, and the technology required would be significantly more advanced.

Thinking of it as building a multi-dimensional facility in that field made it easier to understand.

“Still, I can’t give up.”

It was good to prepare in advance for potential future dimensional travel.

Running the dimensional shop and other content for the short-term future, while investing and researching various dimensions for the long-term future.

That was the foundation of the project he was currently conducting.

“And then after that…”

In that context, the world of “Magic is just a trifle” could be considered an appropriate dimension for him.

Decent technological capability, reasonable civilization, suitable dimensional location. Considering multiple conditions, “Magic is just a trifle” was an excellent candidate.

Alright! Let’s approach them a little more warmly.

**[(Galactic Emperor): Do you want to accept it?)]**  
**[(Magic is just a trifle): !@$!@%!!!@#!@#]**

Haha, was that a fail?

The rough response that came back was far from their usual calm image.

**[(Galactic Emperor): Haha, are you sulking?)]**  
**[(Magic is just a trifle): !@$!@%!!!@#!@#]**

“Ha ha ha.”

Kalstein was amused by their bouncy reactions.

“Well, it’s just a joke, but I guess I need to have a chat.”

---

***(Time Skip)***

**[You have been appointed as a deputy manager of the dimensional integration community.]**

“….”

A myriad of emotions flickered across her face as she sighed deeply. She looked more exhausted than when she was buried under a mountain of tasks.

Ultimately, she had thrown in the towel after the Admin's relentless barrage of blocking posts.

This was what they called “the Admin blockade.”

“Admin blockade…”

She understood what that position entailed; after all, she was perceptive enough to know. And that only added to her feeling of despair.

“First, I have to do this properly before I can talk…”

Considering her position, it was undeniably a trivial task.

She logged into the community and observed the posts coming in for a moment.

- **[A delightful photo of the big game intuitive picture][82]**  
- **[Hehe, kick!][137]**  
- **[I can’t suffer alone!][248]**  
- **[Find the wrong picture… haha][486]**  
- **[Blurry.. heehee][34]**  
- **[Age is just a number^^.jpg][258]**  
- **[The cutie I raise, Mochi][47]**  
- **[A contemplation on why TS is superior.txt][396]**  
- **[Measuring the reaction speed of the Admin blockade][177]**  

Quickly deleted by another Admin blockade, but just glancing at them was enough to deliver a mental blow.

She felt like screaming.

Why! Why on earth!!!

Was she supposed to be able to perform this task perfectly?!

**[(Galactic Emperor): You don’t want to? Okay, thanks for your hard work)]**  
**[(Galactic Emperor): Yup. No. Go back.)]**  
**[(Galactic Emperor): The commander is disappointed in you.)]**  
**[(Galactic Emperor): I will assign you a great task.)]**  
**[(Galactic Emperor): You can’t do it? Magic engineering isn’t that great.. haha)]**

A subtle sense of superiority radiated from their words, which did not sit well with her.

Even if it wasn’t necessarily a false statement.

The peculiar nuance made her feel that they thought she would have no choice but to submit.

No, if only they hadn’t spoken in such a way, she might have accepted it gratefully.

As if she couldn’t handle such trivial things.

A one-week limited time offer?

The intent was obvious.

Did they think she would come begging to use it once the week was up?

She looked at the sleek, black, glossy “thing” situated in the middle of her lab.

“Gift…”

If she did well with the task assigned, she would be allowed to use it permanently instead of the one-week limit.

“Humph.”

**[(Galactic Emperor): Even if you fail, you can extend the period if you plead nicely, haha)]**

The tone was very much to her disliking. There was an unsettling air of superiority to the wording.

Even if that wasn’t a false statement.

“Do they really think they can make me submit with this kind of massage chair?”

A massage chair.

It seemed so trivial for something received from an absolute being of SF…

“I’ll show them.”

She wouldn’t be satisfied with such a massage chair.

Physical satisfaction was nothing compared to mental fulfillment.

Humans experience a profound sense of fulfillment that cannot be compared to physical pleasure as they enjoy knowledge and advance to a more developed form.

To set aside such high-level rewards for this kind of massage chair… 

It was nothing short of lamentable.

“I’d rather ask for something more useful later. Perhaps something like books…”

Yes, that would be better.

In that case, she needed to show that such rewards could not satisfy her deficiencies and desires.

She sat down in the sleek massage chair.

If she wanted to demonstrate that she couldn’t be made to submit by something so trivial…

*Squeeze.*

An oddly pleasant texture enveloped her body.

Ugh, mmm… It was definitely comfortable.

Whether lying down or sitting, it firmly supported her but easily shifted without resistance whenever she wanted to change her posture.

“Is it structured to reshape itself according to the center of gravity…?”

She had no clue what kind of technology was behind it.

Following the instructions on the product manual, she cautiously activated the massage chair.

“Ugh?!”

Heaven’s door opened.