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Chapter 81 is not a grease gun!

"This is the route of action. The three cars on the left belong to me, and the two cars on the right belong to you. Next, clear out the other scavengers in order."

"Well, what if the scavengers don't act in order?"

"Of course, we have to act according to the situation. Haven't you learned that in the training room for so many days?"

Hearing M3's words, Hunter said with a headache.

"Eh! Of course, I have learned it! Just confirming it!"

Upon hearing Hunter's tone, M3 immediately overreacted and shouted.

But Hunter obviously didn't care about This little detail. "That's good. Just try to kill those scavengers; it doesn't matter if you let a few go. We don't have to worry about the park, understand?"

When jumping away from M3, Hunter still reminded her with some concern that they were no longer in Sangvis Ferri or Griffin, and This was not a task that needed to be completed at the cost of their lives.

M3 should not fight hard over such a small matter. Although Hunter didn't think that the equipment of those scavengers would cause much trouble for M3, it was better to be safe than sorry.

"Got it!"

Hearing M3's extremely serious response, Hunter jumped on top of the building and scratched her head helplessly.

This… did she overtrained in the training device?

This serious attitude always made Hunter feel uneasy. There was actually a guy like M3 among a group of slackers. She always felt a sense of sudden disobedience.

But it didn't matter. The scavengers were already at her feet. It was time to start working.

Looking at the three cars beneath her, Hunter jumped from the top of the building without hesitation!

Boom!

Hunter fell from the sky, and her body, weighing hundreds of pounds, directly hit the roof of a car!

The deliberately reinforced roof became a death warrant for several scavengers in the car at that moment because the reinforced roof was not smashed through by Hunter but turned into a crusher, directly turning the scavengers in the car into pancakes.

"Just—just—okay!"

As Hunter shouted excitedly, the double guns he had been holding for a long time fired at the scavenger vehicle that was about to hit her.

The dull sound of particle weapons echoed, and M3 nodded when she heard the sound, looking at the two scavenger vehicles gradually approaching beneath her.

It was time to test the results of her training in the training room over the past few days!

Unlike Hunter, M3 did not fall directly from the sky and hit the top of the scavenger vehicle but chose a safe route and blocked the front of the two vehicles.

This was her first mission after coming out of the training room, and she must do her best! There must be no mistakes!

So M3 did not make any risky moves but found a good position step by step and raised the weapon in her hand.

However, This naturally caught the attention of the scavengers. After all, This was not a secret operation, and M3 did not want to hide.

"Ha! Hey! Look! There's a stupid Doll in front! Ahahaha! Look at what's in her hand! Isn't that the grease gun you use when repairing cars? Ahahaha!"

Because M3 didn't shoot immediately, she needed to wait for these cars to enter the best shooting range before firing to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

But her waiting was met with the scavengers' unhesitating mockery.

Weapons that were born during World War II more than a hundred years ago are antiques, after all. If IOP hadn't unearthed these antiques, few people would know about them these days.

Plus, the weapon in M3's hand does look a bit like...

"Grease gun? Why does it look a bit like a glue gun used for decoration? Ahahaha!"

A series of mocking voices came from the scavengers' vehicles. Obviously, these scavengers didn't take M3, a Doll, seriously at all. It wasn't like they hadn't dealt with Dolls before. Dolls were just that—not difficult to deal with.

So what if it was a modified illegal Doll? Something that could be solved with an EMP grenade!

These scavengers thought so, and they acted accordingly. One scavenger laughed and leaned out of the vehicle, holding an EMP grenade that seemed to be handmade.

The scavenger in the off-road vehicle directly activated the switch of the EMP grenade, then raised her hand and threw the grenade toward M3. The off-road vehicle also drifted directly in front of M3, smoothly avoiding the explosion range of the EMP grenade.

It must be said that the scavenger threw it quite accurately, and the EMP grenade even hit M3's head.

As for why it hit M3?

Of course... M3, after hearing the ridicule of these scavengers just now, stood there as if her system had crashed. The whole person looked like a fool, staring at the scavengers' vehicle with wide eyes and forgetting to pull the trigger in her hand.

Bang! Swish!

As the EMP grenade exploded, a large amount of electric arcs accompanied by invisible electromagnetic pulses burst out directly under M3's feet!

"Haha! That Doll must have been scared silly! She didn't even move!"

"Tsk! What's There to be happy about? It's probably a broken Doll. Does she think she can kill us with a grease gun?"

"Let's go! The boss is waiting!"

The scavenger said and was about to drive away from where M3 was standing.

"What a pity! If this kind of Doll is dismantled, it could also be sold at a good price."

"What a pity! It's just a civilian Doll. We have bigger business now! We don't have time to worry about these small matters! Hahaha!"

Seeing that these scavengers were about to drive away, M3, who had been standing There as if she had been burned by the EMP grenade, roared with red eyes, "This is not a grease gun, bastard! Ahhhhh——!"

The sudden sharp roar scared the scavengers in the two cars!

"Oh my god! What's going on? Is the EMP grenade you threw fake? How can that Doll still scream?!"

"Fuck! How should I know? You must have bought a fake one! I'll throw another one!"

As he said that, the scavenger took out another EMP grenade from the car, activated the safety, and pretended to throw it out of the window.

But before he could reach out of the car, a series of bullets flew over from the side!

It was M3 holding an imprint weapon who rushed up directly, with red eyes, keeping pace with the vehicle, almost at a face-to-face distance, attacking the scavenger in the vehicle with the weapon in her hand!

Da da da!

A series of bullets first hit the palm of the scavenger holding the EMP grenade. Although he was wearing a simple protective suit made by herself, which blocked the bullets fired by M3, her palm was only protected by a simple glove.

Facing the copper-clad steel bullets fired by M3, the protective gloves were not very effective. The gloves that could block lead and copper bullets were directly penetrated by M3's attack!

A series of bullets landed accurately on the wrist of the scavenger!

As soon as the wrist was broken, the EMP grenade in her hand, which had been activated, immediately fell into the scavenger's car along with the severed hand!

"Uh!? My hand!?" The sudden pain was obviously not as impactful as the sight of his broken hand.

The scavenger who did not notice the bullets hitting his protective suit, immediately covered his injured wrist and screamed in panic, even forgetting about the EMP grenade that fell at his feet.

"Grenade! Grenade!"

The other scavengers in the same car were also screaming, but obviously, no one dared to bend down and get close to the EMP grenade at that moment!

Although this type of EMP grenade is designed against electronic equipment and Dolls, it does not mean it lacks lethality for the human body.

The arcs are the best proof. In addition to the electromagnetic pulses used to paralyze electronic equipment, these exploding arcs can reach extremely high temperatures in a short period of time. If the distance is too close, it could definitely boil their brains like water!

Under normal circumstances, This dangerous distance is about one meter, but isn't it different now? They are all in the car!

Bang!

Swish!

"Uh--!"

A large number of arcs and the screams of scavengers erupted from the front car!

At the same time, the vehicle tilted to the side and crashed directly into an abandoned store by the side of the road!

At this time, M3, with red eyes, did not stop. After seeing the EMP grenade fall into the car, she turned the muzzle of her gun and aimed at the car behind.

But the scavengers were obviously not a fool. The windshield of the vehicle was hit by several shots in a row, but it remained undamaged!

Seeing this, M3 rushed toward the vehicle without hesitation.

As the vehicle approached her, she jumped directly and kicked the windshield!

Pah!

This time, the bulletproof windshield could no longer withstand the impact and shattered! M3 plunged directly into the scavenger's car!

Da da da da!

The sound of M3's submachine gun rang out. In This situation, the scavenger in the car did not react at all and was shot through the head by bullets fired from under her nose!

The helmet is bulletproof, the protective suit is bulletproof, and the protective goggles are also bulletproof, but the protective mask on her face is not bulletproof. The muzzle of the gun is already under her nose; how can it be blocked?

Squeak!

As the driver fell, the scavenger's vehicle swerved!

While driving, it crashed into the shoulder of the road, and the whole car bounced up instantly, rolling over and smashing into the building on the side of the road!

At this moment, M3 had already kicked open the door and jumped out of the vehicle while it was vacant.

Boom!

Seeing the vehicle with broken glass, M3 calmed down, her red eyes finally relaxing. Her performance just now had been a bit poor; she had almost lost control over a few words exchanged with the other party.

She now understood why Vector was so excited when starting a fire...

Fortunately, M3 did not forget her mission. After checking that there were no survivors in the cars, she rushed to another road according to the route map given by Hunter and the real-time situation synchronized from M14.

Before leaving, M3 glanced around and collected all the throwable objects, such as grenades and EMP grenades, from the wreckage of the vehicles and hung them on herself.

These items were quite useful. Just now, the first car had been taken out with only one EMP grenade.

Having these on hand would make it more convenient to stop the scavengers' vehicles later.

No wonder Commander Renault liked to carry many throwing objects under her coat. If thrown accurately, they were not much less effective than a grenade launcher.

……

"Hmm? That sound? Have Hunter and M3 already started?"

"Yes, yes! Hurry! Those guys are coming! I'll go first! Wuhu!" SOP2 responded while stepping on the tilted building surface and rushing toward the road below!

"Be careful! I'm going to the street next to it!"

"Got it! Come and try This! Ahahaha!"

SOP2 replied without looking back, but the grenade launcher in her hand was already pointed toward the front of the road.

Boom!

The grenade with special additives directly lifted a scavenger's car into the air! It flipped and hit the car behind it!

With plenty of grenades on hand, SOP2 certainly wouldn't hold back. This time she brought enough ammunition—more than enough for her to have a good time!

Although the AR15 on the other side didn't come with a grenade launcher, she had already replaced it with the AR15 modified by Renault. The original imprint weapon had also been fitted with a new barrel and the largest caliber bullet she could use.

.50 Beowulf and M1 Garand. When she heard that she needed this kind of bullet, she had been a little reluctant because it also required changing the specification data of the production line.

However, fortunately, the AR15 doesn't use many bullets per person, and a few thousand rounds can last a long time.

With armor-piercing bullets with increased charge, plus the .50 bullets specialized for armor-piercing, these scavenger vehicles couldn’t withstand more than three shots from the AR15!

Just holding the imprint weapon in her hand, AR15 envied the two particle weapons in Hunter's hands. Though they were just pistols, their armor-piercing performance and lethality were no less than the modified weapons she held.

And those two guns didn’t need to carry ammunition; they could be used as long as There was enough energy in the body... Tsk!

Although she carried enough ammunition on her person, judging from her appearance, it was definitely not as fun as Hunter holding two guns and killing people everywhere.

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Chapter 82: Appearance

"Has the fight started?"

"It seems so. Although we can only hear the sound of gunfire, AR15 and the others will definitely not sit quietly on the gunship and wait."

Even on the spaceship, the sound of gunfire coming from afar can be heard. CAWS scratched her head in confusion. Although she is a mercenary, she has never encountered this kind of large scale battle in her years of mercenary career.

There are gunships and artillery in the air, plus the ten SCVs guarding various directions of the industrial park. This lineup is enough to fight a small-scale war, right?

"Then we will be fine if we sit here?"

"Not necessarily. Listen, the direction of the sound is different. AR15 and the others must have separated from the gunship." G43 turned his head and pointed to the directions from which the sound came.

The explosion sound now is not only that of gunship artillery but also the sound of grenade explosions.

"Um, is your hearing so good?"

"You're not? Oh, I forgot, you haven't changed your body yet. Otherwise, you would definitely be able to hear such a loud noise." Patting her forehead, G43 said a little embarrassedly. CAWS hasn't changed her body, so it's normal that her hearing module is not as sensitive as theirs.

"Okay, but separating from the gunship... Could it be that the scavengers also act separately, so AR15 and the others can't intercept all the scavengers?"

"Yeah, that should be the case, but don't worry; there must be only a few who slipped through. With their speed, they should leave most of the scavengers in that area."

Looking at G43, who was putting her imprint weapon on her shoulder and drinking milk tea at the edge of the top deck of the spacecraft, CAWS really didn't know whether these dolls of Renault were taking the next battle seriously.

Even if only a small number of scavengers slipped through, they seemed a little too relaxed, right?

G43 was lucky to be sitting here drinking milk tea, and CF05 and her friends next to him were even playing cards... But speaking of it, is it really okay to drink milk tea in such a high-radiation environment? Aren't you worried that the radioactive dust will be mixed in?

CAWS's worries did not last too long because the scavengers' vehicles quickly rushed to the vicinity of the industrial park. A few kilometers away, plus full speed, it would indeed take less than a few minutes to reach.

But obviously, compared with the huge convoy of these scavengers, it is a bit of an exaggeration to say that there are only a few of these kittens and two of them.

Five cars, one of which was still on fire, and the only passenger in the car was the driver. The others... Just look at the broken windshield and the bullet holes on the car body, and you will know that 80% of them were shot by AR15 or Hunter.

Tsk tsk, what's the point of these guys rushing over like this? Five cars? It seems that they don't even have heavy weapons. At most, they can take out a few RPGs during the evacuation, but even if they have them, they have to wait until they avoid the sniper.

"WA2000, you come and shoot. It's a rare moving target, and it's super long-range."

"No, no, it's better to let M200 do it." WA2000 waved her hand quickly, standing on the top deck of the spacecraft. Although the field of vision was wide and the shooting range was very good, the distance was a little far, at least one kilometer. At such a long distance, it would be more appropriate to let M200 handle it.

Of course, WA2000 was not in a hurry. Compared with sniping these guys at a long distance, it was also possible to shoot them at close range. It was just enough time for her to wipe the oil stains on her hands so that her imprint weapon would not become full of butter.

"Hmm!?" M200, who was also eating snacks, was not as particular as WA2000. She just pulled a tissue from the front, wiped her hands casually, and then sat next to G43 with her imprint weapon.

Being a bare body also has its advantages. At least there is no need to worry about the recoil problem. Even if she shoots in a sleeping posture, the imprint weapon she uses will not have any issues.

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

M200 just aimed at one of the cars and pulled the trigger.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out, a series of gunshots echoed in the direction behind a group of dolls.

Hearing the gunshots, G43 and the others were all stunned. They turned their heads back in confusion, trying to confirm where the gunshots came from.

There were no other dolls deployed behind them. In that direction, there were two SCVs guarding the entrance to the industrial park. The gunshots should have come from that direction.

"P38? MP40? What's wrong with your direction?" G43, who heard the noise, immediately asked the two SCV drivers guarding that direction through the communication protocol.

"Well, it's not a big problem. A convoy also appeared here, but they don't look like scavengers; they look more like the military. It's just that these guys are a bit too weak, and they don't feel like military personnel." P38 scratched her head and controlled the SCV to avoid the attacks of those weapons.

It's not that she is worried the SCV will be damaged, but she is concerned about the paint. The paint on these bodies took her a long time to design. It's only been sprayed for a few days. What if it gets scratched?

MP40 next to her didn't have as many concerns. Her body paint was simply a layer of matte black paint. It was extremely simple to repair, and she wouldn't feel bad even if it got scratched.

While talking, MP40 had already controlled the SCV to rush to the front of the convoy. The propulsion device equipped by the SCV was nothing compared to gunships and other aircraft, but it was very fast compared to these vehicles.

When the huge impact drill landed on the roof of the car, the people inside didn’t even sense what happened. It was truly magical. In just two or three seconds, it rushed through at least 500 meters. This speed didn’t sound fast in terms of vehicles, but what they saw in front of them was a huge machine similar in size to the Minotaur!

Aren't these machines supposed to be slow in action? Don't they take a second to turn around!?

However, there was no time for them to panic. The armored off-road vehicle that was directly pierced by the SCV's kinetic impact drill was lifted up by the SCV like a toy car.

"Aha! Try this trick again!" MP40, who was in the cockpit of the SCV at the time, grabbed the control stick excitedly. The impact drill and the vehicle on it were directly swung by her like a hammer!

Bang!

There were a total of twelve vehicles rushing from the direction of P38 and MP40. Although there were no armored vehicles, they were all carefully modified vehicles. The difference between them and the vehicles driven by the scavengers was obvious.

Unfortunately, they could only compare with the scavengers. In just one encounter, two of the twelve vehicles were lost. It was obvious that the crew inside the vehicle could not survive such a collision.

"After we go back, how about asking the commander to install a shoulder gun on the SCV? Or two will do?" Seeing MP40's great power in the front, P38 couldn't wait any longer.

Although it would scratch the paint, she couldn't just stand aside and get no results, right?

"Shoulder gun? That's right! How about the one on the new gunship? The power of that gun is quite strong!"

While speaking, MP40 assembled the SCV and used her feet, which had never walked before, to accelerate the thrusters and kicked one of the cars that rushed to her feet away!

"Ah! Fuck! That damn doll didn't even mention that there would be such a thing here! Retreat! Retreat quickly! This is not something we can handle at all!?"

Three cars and fifteen people were scrapped in just a few seconds. This rate of loss was simply not something they could afford!

Although all the people in the car were skilled mercenaries they had carefully trained, they weren't as good as tactical dolls. As long as they cooperated properly, they would have no problem dealing with a security contractor who liked to use dolls.

It's a pity that they expected the enemy to consist only of tactical dolls and didn’t anticipate that Renault had this kind of mecha in his hands!

In this situation, they didn't even have time to think about whether CAWS had defected. They could only desperately turn the steering wheel and try to turn around and leave in the shortest time.

As for taking the opportunity to rush past the feet of the SCV and evacuate from another direction?

Don't be ridiculous! Didn't you see the car that was just kicked out? The whole car was kicked into a V shape! How many people can survive in it!?

When P38 saw these vehicles stop firing and start turning around, her eyes lit up. Since these guys stopped attacking, she didn't need to worry about the body paint!

Where to run!?

P38, who had passed the SCV driving test earlier than MP40, directly pushed the SCV's thrusters to the critical point at this moment, and the zero-to-hundred acceleration took less than 1.5 seconds.

"Huh!?"

Even MP40 was shocked when she saw the SCV driven by P38 pass by her like the wind.

P38 didn't plan to use the impact drill or tool pliers in her hand like MP40. Instead, she directly controlled the tail nozzle of the body thruster, first sending her body to a height of more than ten meters, and then accelerating diagonally downward!

Bang!

The huge body weighing more than ten tons, combined with the acceleration of the thrusters, caused the SCV driven by P38 to directly step on the roof of one of the vehicles!

Obviously, when these armored off-road vehicles were modified, they did not consider the possibility of being stepped on by such a heavy body.

The nearly two-meter-wide sole of the SCV almost completely covered the entire roof. The seemingly sturdy armored shell crumpled like an empty can under such heavy pressure!

Of course, P38 would definitely not be satisfied with just one car. Not to mention that her speed had already increased; how could she stop so easily?

The flattened car directly became a stepping stone or springboard for the SCV, allowing the SCV controlled by P38 to leap into the sky again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

MP40, who had been standing in front of P38 just a few seconds ago, listened to this very rhythmic sound and became a little anxious!

"Ah! Hey! P38! Slow down! Leave me a few! How can you use the moves in the advanced tutorial? This is simply cheating!"

"Haha! Don't be silly! We are not competing! Besides, who told you not to pass the advanced training yet!"

The basic tutorial of the SCV naturally refers to how to control the actions of the SCV. As long as you pass it, you can ensure that you can normally control the SCV to make some not-too-outrageous moves during work. As for racing the SCV? That's the basics of the basics.

And P38's current behavior was learned from some veteran SCV drivers. In the training simulation, this action was used by SCV drivers to jump back and forth on the tops of the Zerg's heads. Of course, it was mainly used to escape, and at most, it was used when encountering Zerg Drone workers.

Who made those guys look like a good pedal at first glance?

Just as P38 and MP40 were fighting for the remaining vehicles, the SCV drivers in other directions were somewhat envious of these two, saying, "Why is there no one coming to our side? It seems our direction is easier to invade than P38's side, right?"

Nagant Revolver scratched her head in confusion. Since MP40 was the last to pass the SCV basic driving training and was a little unfamiliar, she assigned MP40 and P38 to a group.

In the other directions, there was one person in each direction.

"It's best if there is no one, which means those guys are not very smart," said Type 80, pushing her plain glasses up her nose while chewing the bubble gum in her mouth.

"Uh, why are you so laid-back like MG3? I don't see you and her together normally," said Nagant Revolver helplessly, hearing this almost identical phrase to MG3.

"Well, this is probably used..."

"Hey, guys, if you have time, can you come to my side to support me?" M870 interrupted the conversation between the two with some urgency, and while speaking, she also sent the image she saw.

A group of invaders in white combat uniforms were rapidly approaching the position where M870 was, and the equipment on some of the figures looked a bit like the jet thrusters behind the SCV.

Maybe they could really fly...

"Wow! Where did these guys come from? The detectors on the spacecraft didn't respond!?" G11 was also shocked. If M870 hadn't spoken, she would not have noticed the existence of these individuals.

And the detection device built into the SCV couldn't even detect these guys? That shouldn't be!

Just as M870 sent the picture, Super-Shorty suddenly remembered something. "HK416! Are these guys a bit like the ones we encountered at the beginning? Those with skeletons in their protective suits!"

"Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, they should be using the same technology. It's not surprising that the detector didn't pick up these dead things. G11, you can find these guys by adjusting the detection priority of the SCV."

Although HK416 did not drive the SCV, she also passed the SCV driving training. Compared to driving this kind of machine, she still preferred to fight in person.

After G11 and others adjusted the search priority of the detector according to what HK416 said, they found that the enemies encountered by M870 were directly classified as terrain by the detector.

Because these guys had no life reaction at all, and they didn't have a strong enough energy level, the level of general energy cores couldn't reach the threshold to be listed as abnormal units by the SCV detection system.

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Chapter 83: ‘Time Elimination Bomb’

“Let’s get to work! Let’s get to work! Afternoon tea time is over!” MDR shouted excitedly, though she didn’t know whether the figures in white combat uniforms were the same ones they had encountered before.

But now that things had come to this, it was obviously not the time to continue sitting around, drinking tea and chatting!

Although the SCV could deal with vehicles and large targets, its efficiency was not high enough for dealing with small units.

Well, it was just efficiency. While the SCV wouldn’t be damaged by those foes, as long as the SCV driver hadn’t finished their work, they could only sit atop the deck and endure the cold radiation wind. How could it be comfortable to return to the dormitory?

Hearing MDR’s voice, the Dolls—except for those holding sniper rifles—stood up and checked their weapons in an orderly manner.

“By the way, the equipment on those guys is likely very bulletproof. It’s best to replace all the rounds with armor-piercing bullets.” After checking her own equipment, HK416 noticed the shotgun shells hanging from CAWS's waist.

#000 buckshot was definitely enough to deal with some ordinary mercenaries and infected individuals, but it was clearly not strong enough for those white protective suits.

However, HK416 didn’t remind CAWS alone. There were indeed modified armor-piercing rounds on the spacecraft, but those were meant for individuals like M870 and M500, who had upgraded their imprint weapons.

If her imprint weapons hadn’t been modified, she was worried that CAWS’s imprint weapon might explode.

Furthermore, it might not even be CAWS’s turn to charge to the front lines against those foes. She couldn’t keep up with the sprinting speed of the other Dolls.

Although HK416 didn’t remind CAWS, CAWS gritted her teeth in pain and pulled out a copper-shelled shotgun shell from her ammunition bag. This was the special armor-piercing shotgun shell for CAWS’s imprint weapon. Normally, she wouldn’t want to use it because it was too expensive. If she fired a few shots, the reward for one mission might be entirely consumed.

But now... she hoped Renault would reimburse her for the cost of these bullets.

However, when she turned around after changing the rounds, she found that the group of Dolls who had just been standing behind her had vanished. Only G43 and WA2000 remained, holding rifles on the deck.

The only difference was that G43 and WA2000 had moved to the other side of the deck, and only M200 was still at her previous position, firing continuously. Oh, and there was also a drunken Simonov.

“Well, where did they go?” CAWS asked G43 in confusion, as she hadn’t heard the elevator door open.

“Huh? Down there.” G43 pointed to the bottom of the nail plate.

Hearing this, CAWS hurried to the edge of the deck and looked down, only to discover that the group of Dolls who had just checked their weapons had all jumped! They were rushing toward the direction from which the enemies were coming!

“When did they jump down?”

“Yeah, once you change your body, this little thing is very simple.” WA2000 patted CAWS on the shoulder, looking like an experienced person.

Little thing...? Was there something wrong with her hearing system? Wasn’t this the top deck, 43.5 meters above the ground?

If you converted that, it was equivalent to an 18-story building! Wouldn’t it be fatal to jump down directly? Are you kidding me? Where did these Terminators come from?!

With a strange look on her face, CAWS glanced at the imprint weapon in her hand, which had just changed its magazine, and then at the group of Dolls below who had rushed out at least a few hundred meters.

Finally, she looked at the closed elevator hatch not far away. If she took the elevator to the bottom floor now, those Dolls would probably have already started fighting the enemy, right?

Thinking of this, CAWS looked at G43 and WA2000, who were providing long-range sniper support for HK416 and the others below.

It seemed that, as G43 had said before, this level of battle really wasn’t her turn as a "newcomer" who hadn’t even changed her body yet.

But there should be some opportunities on the other side, right? Although there weren’t many scavengers left behind, leaving one or two would at least give her some room to maneuver...

“Here! Executioner, help me watch! I’m going down to blow them up!” CAWS shouted. She wasn’t sure if Simonov was drunk or if he had simply lost her mind, but she turned to see her tossing her imprint weapon to Executioner nearby.

She held a bottle of wine in her hand, looking like an invincible master! She could knock down the scavengers below with a bottle of wine!

M200, beside her also stopped laughing when she saw this and slowly reloaded her empty magazine.

However, Simonov's bravado didn’t match her performance. As she approached the edge of the deck, she was about to jump down, but her foot slipped on the liquid spilled from the bottle in her hand!

One foot slipped! She fell in a pose resembling a flat sand goose, plunging straight down!

Snap!

The sound of the bottle smashing on the hull was followed by a series of piercing sounds that seemed like glass shards sliding across the metal panel.

Bang!

“Ouch! Who pushed me down?!”

This fall appeared to have sobered Simonov considerably. She screamed and stood up, trembling

Of course, she was still holding the remains of the bottle in her hand.

“Simonov! Did you scratch the surface coating of the spacecraft with a wine bottle again?!”

Shortly after Simonov’s scream, a roar like a lion erupted from the elevator shaft!

The next second, M1897 appeared before CAWS with a mop and her imprint weapon!

“Where’s Mrs. Simonov?!”

M200 suppressed her laughter and pointed down.

“Ah! No! It wasn’t me! Someone pushed me down!” Hearing M1897's voice, Simonov quickly scrambled to her feet and rushed forward, disregarding the pain in her body.

Stop? Are you kidding?!

M1897 really knew how to shoot! Although she only used... What the hell! To minimize the damage from bullets to the inner wall of the cabin or the paint on the hull, this girl used all birdshot!

Although they wouldn’t get hurt at all— even the Rippers who hadn’t changed their bodies could endure several rounds— they couldn’t stand the pain! The Bionic skin couldn’t take it!

Every time they were hit by this, they had to soak in the repair pod for an extended period. While not much repair material was consumed, the repair time was doubled.

Therefore, Simonov, having been hit several times, had given these little cuties in M1897's magazine a fitting name: “Time Elimination Bullets!”

They could make your free time disappear for several hours, apart from work time! Isn’t that terrifying?!

“Uh... It seems she’s rushing straight toward the scavengers’ last remaining vehicle. Is that really okay?” CAWS said, unable to contain her worry as she watched Simonov dash toward the only remaining car, armed with nothing but a broken bottle neck.

“Don't worry, there’s no heavy firepower on that car. Simonov can handle it—just watch! I’ll go check the situation on the other side,” M200 said confidently, picking up his weapon and walking toward G43 and the others.

“She's definitely going to the repair pos anyway! Come on!” Just as M200 got up and walked away, Simonov below rushed straight toward the car, threw the broken bottle from her hand, and opened her arms, as if she intended to wrestle with the vehicle.

Ah, this...

Is she really sober?

CAWS couldn’t bear to watch. What else could this end in besides Simonov getting rolled under the car?

...ah?

The car, which must weigh more than three tons, collided with Simonov, a thin-looking figure, but it didn’t knock her out directly!

Instead, Simonov managed to support the front bumper and lifted the front half of the car!

Of course, the two rear tires continued spinning, but what she didn’t expect was that this was futile. Apart from causing the tires to spin wildly and generate a cloud of smoke, it didn’t allow Simonov to move even half a step!

Picking up the binoculars from her bag, CAWS squinted to look at Simonov’s feet. Half of her calf had sunk into the ground; she was now firmly anchored to the spot like a nail!

Seeing this, CAWS smacked her lips.

She understood a little now. No wonder... No wonder G43 said she’d understand what was going on after changing bodies.

These Dolls... they weren’t Dolls at all! This was clearly Terminators!

And it wasn’t over yet. The scavengers in the car were not the type to sit and wait for death. When they saw the spaceship, they began to back off, especially after being sniped.

Unfortunately, their vehicle had lost control. No matter what they tried, they couldn’t stop the car!

Right now, although the rear wheels were still spinning, the car had already come to a halt! If they didn’t jump out of the car now, when would they wait?

The five members, including the driver, all opened the car doors simultaneously and jumped out in a panic.

Simonov was stunned and didn’t react. Shouldn’t these guys be sitting in the car and shooting at her?

Then she lifted the car and turned it over! With a few punches and kicks, she could easily have dealt with the scavengers who dared to attack the industrial park! That was how the script should have gone!

Looking at the scavengers who jumped out of the car, rolled on the ground twice, and then stood up, Simonov felt like a fool for lifting the car!

“Tsk! Damn it! Get out of the way!” Simonov, feeling her intelligence insulted, forcefully turned the off-road vehicle over. The car was now on its roof, but its four wheels continued to spin as if they were going to crush the air and rush forward.

Simonov turned to look at the scavengers in front of him, her expression darkening. Not only did she have to worry about being hit by a time-elimination bullet from M1897 when she returned, but the large piece of spaceship paint she had just scratched would also require a lot of time to repair.

Now she was being toyed with by these scavengers...

As Simonov walked toward them with her fists clenched, the scavengers were frightened. They didn’t immediately raise their weapons but took a step back in fear.

Seeing their actions, Simonov frowned, wondering why they weren’t attacking. If they had raised their guns and attacked directly, she would have been able to swing her fists more freely. After all, beating an enemy that didn’t fight back felt meaningless.

Facing the approaching figure... Well, there were indeed footprints left in the dust on the concrete floor, which hadn’t been crushed by Simonov’s weight.

Anyway, as Simonov drew closer, the five scavengers—a guy who looked like the leader, three combatants in flashy protective gear, and an unfortunate soul who appeared to be the driver—reacted almost simultaneously. Two of them raised their weapons, aimed at Simonov, and pulled the trigger, while the other two pulled EMP grenades from their gear, armed them, and threw them at Simonov!

The last one? He turned and ran!

Confronted with the Doll figure in front of them, who was clearly not human, the scavengers ultimately failed to make the right choice.

In fact, if they had put down their weapons and shouted their surrender on the spot, Simonov wouldn’t have known how to handle them. Renault had never had experience capturing prisoners. But since they attacked, it was simple enough. The commander didn’t expect to extract any information from them, so she could just eliminate them directly. There was nothing more to say.

Swish!

“Ah hey! Is she really okay? Is that an EMP grenade? She’ll crash!” CAWS, standing on the top deck, clearly saw the flash from the EMP grenade. For a Doll to be hit by an EMP grenade at that distance, even if it didn’t crash directly, it would likely have to lie down and wait for others to send it to the repair warehouse for overhaul!

“It’s okay, it’s okay! Hiccup! Don’t worry! Just watch!” Executioner burped and waved her hand dismissively. She was confident in the body built by Renault, even if she was drunk.

Looking at the drunken Executioner beside her, CAWS found it hard to believe that this was an elite Doll created by Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing before...

Why were there so many odd Dolls on Renault's side?

Shaking her head helplessly, CAWS turned around, but unfortunately, when she did, she only saw Simonov smashing the helmet of the scavenger leader with the butt of the rifle she had snatched...

And the other three scavengers who had attacked her were now lying on the ground, silent...

Uh, what happened?

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Chapter 84: A Small Accident

"Stop! Stop!" M1897 shouted loudly as she saw Simonov walking back to the spaceship with blood all over her body.

Compared to the diligent look she had when she first arrived at Renault, although M1897 is still diligent now, she obviously looks like the head of the health department.

After these words were spoken, even Simonov had to stand still. Of course, she also knew how she looked—covered with blood stains and her own coolant.

If she walked into the spaceship in this state, M1897 would probably hold her back and not let her go until she cleaned all the corridors of the spaceship.

"Who is that!? Go find M1 Garand and ask for a complete set of emergency disinfection equipment!" M1897 waved her hand, turned around, and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

Hearing this, CAWS pointed at herself, a little confused. "Me?"

"Of course! Who else is here? Hurry up! I'll wait for you down there!" M1897 placed her hands on her waist, and after saying this, she jumped off the edge of the spacecraft without another word.

CAWS, who had been suddenly assigned a task, turned her head in confusion, thinking that M1897's words were a bit strange.

Wasn't Executioner sitting next to her just now?

CAWS turned around but couldn't see Executioner's figure. Instead, a strand of long hair that was not hidden was visible from the corner of the elevator door not far away.

It seemed that after noticing there was no movement here, Executioner also peeked out with a bottle in hand. When she saw that CAWS was staring in her direction, she even gave her a thumbs up with great pride.

CAWS pursed her lips and had no choice but to go find M1 Garand. She had only just arrived not long ago and had only met M1 Garand once.

However, on the other side of the battlefield, gunshots were heard one after another, and WA2000 and G43 were not idle. At this time, it was a bit inappropriate for her to go to M1 Garand to ask for decontamination equipment.

Thinking this over, CAWS still took action. It was better to have something to do than to stand by and watch. She couldn't just learn from Executioner, right?

It was easy for CAWS who was already familiar with the various facilities in the spacecraft to find M1 Garand.

"Huh? Are you running out of ammunition now?" When CAWS arrived at the door, M1 Garand was busy moving out the spare ammunition boxes. Seeing CAWS approach, she thought she was asking for ammunition for other Dolls.

"Uh, no, it's M1897. She told me to move a set of disinfection equipment to the entrance on the ground floor."

"Disinfection equipment? Isn't there one at the entrance? Oh! I see! It should be disposable, right? Wait a minute, I remember it was placed not far from the door. This has been consumed quite quickly recently, so I prepared some more."

M1 Garand said as she walked out of the ammunition depot, opened the door of a warehouse next to it, looked inside a few times, and then pushed out a large material box as tall as a person on a flatbed trailer.

"This box is a bit heavy. Do you need my help to get it to the elevator?" M1 Garand, remembering that CAWS had not yet changed her body, asked with some concern.

This disposable disinfection equipment was actually a set of polymer tents used to build temporary disinfection rooms, along with a set of pressure pumps and atomizers, as well as detergents for disinfection and descaling.

The weight was not heavy for a Doll with a replaced body, only about one ton, and it could be easily pulled by a flatbed trailer. CAWS just wasn't sure if she could manage to pull it. After all, looking at CAWS, her body level should not be low, and pulling the flatbed truck should be no problem.

"Ah, I can do it myself, no problem." Seeing the relaxed look of M1 Garand pulling the trailer, CAWS felt relieved. She was really worried that this would be a task she couldn't complete.

Now it seemed that dragging this thing to the elevator and then in front of M1897 was not difficult.

"That's good. If you encounter any difficulties, just call me through the communication protocol, the public channel, or Griffin's channel."

Of course, it's not impossible to use the Sangvis Ferri channel, but there are too many Rippers chatting there right now, and she might not be able to see CAWS's messages.

"Okay." Looking at the friendly M1 Garand, CAWS felt reassured as she watched M1 Garand turn around and walk into the ammunition depot.

Okay, the next task is to drag the box to the elevator. This little thing, as her first task after coming to Renault, feels a bit too childish... childish?

CAWS tried to learn to pull the trailer with one hand like M1 Garand, but was caught off guard and nearly knocked over by the trailer's weight!

After regaining her balance, CAWS looked back at the flatbed trailer in disbelief.

M1 Garand had just pulled it up easily... Tsk! Is it that Renault special body again? Can't they all be more like normal Dolls?

Turning her head to look at the door of the ammunition depot, she heard the sound of one or two heavy objects falling inside, obviously from M1 Garand carrying those ammunition boxes.

She wanted to ask M1 Garand for help, but she had just boasted, and returning for help just a few seconds later... couldn't she at least maintain some dignity?

Fortunately, although the trailer was heavy, it had wheels. She just needed to be careful and use her full strength. It wasn't that she couldn't drag it... it was just a little difficult.

When CAWS finally dragged the trailer into the elevator, she held the box and panted to cool her overheated body. When the elevator door opened, M1897, who had been impatient for a long time, was already standing at the door waiting for her.

"Why did it take so long? Hurry! If you drag it any further, HK416 and the others may have finished fighting and returned!"

M1897 pulled the trailer away with one hand with ease, leaving CAWS to sigh in resignation.

This was the first time she felt such a deep sense of powerlessness since she left the factory.

It was obviously as heavy as a toy in other people's hands, but when it came to her, she had to strain herself to pull it a short distance and nearly overheated her body in the process.

Then M1897 set up a disposable decontamination tent and lifted the box, which made CAWS shake her head and smile bitterly.

No wonder there were no Dolls who had not changed their bodies running out at this time.

No matter how you looked at it, they were not on the same level at all...

"Ah! Be careful!"

Just as CAWS was holding her knees and panting, Simonov, who had been standing aside picking her nails and waiting for M1897 to work, suddenly rushed up, grabbed CAWS, and moved her aside!

CAWS didn't react quickly enough to comprehend what was happening and saw a dazzling beam of light, from the direction behind her, hitting Simonov's chest!

"This!? Simonov!?"

Although CAWS didn't know where the sudden attack came from, judging by the direction, it should have came from HK416 and the others!

This kind of attack was not like the particle weapons of Sangvis Ferri, which flashed away in an instant, but instead continued to stay on Simonov!

CAWS could even smell the burning odor coming from Simonov!

Fortunately, the beam lasted for only about half a second before disappearing. It was likely HK416 and the others who had killed the enemy that fired the beam.

"Ah, sorry, there was a slight mistake here. Simonov, are you okay?" HK416's voice rang out from the public channel, and CAWS also heard it.

How could she be okay!?

Just as CAWS was about to say this, before she could open her mouth, she saw Simonov grinning and squinting her eyes. "Hiss! It hurts! What on earth did you encounter this time? How can there's a long-range attack? My bionic skin has burned a hole!"

Burn a hole?

CAWS looked closely and found that indeed, the beam attack just now did not seem to have caused any damage to Simonov's body. It only burned her bionic skin on the surface and some subcutaneous circulation tubes.

After losing the bionic skin, the part of Simonov's skin that had been burned off still looked black and shiny, as if it had not been attacked at all.

But the attack power of the beam just now was absolutely unquestionable. In less than half a second, the bionic skin and the subcutaneous circulation fluid pipeline were completely burned away, leaving no residue at all!

Obviously, this thing was not only powerful but also extremely effective! If the beam had landed on her, she would have had a hole in her body or her flesh would have been burned through.

"Most of them are guys holding weird assault rifles, and they are quite accurate, but there are a lot of them, so it's a bit difficult to deal with them. Naturally, it's the thing that attacked you just now. Those guys can not only fly, but the beam weapons in their hands are too harmful to the skin on the body," HK416 explained while looking at the sky, guarding against those white units with amazing jumping power like fleas.

The most troublesome thing was that these guys could stay in the air for a certain period of time, and coupled with the thrusters behind them, their flexibility even made it difficult for HK416 and the others to respond effectively.

Fortunately, this highly mobile unit had no advantage in numbers. Combined with the terrain restrictions in this area, these agile opponents were quickly locked in by the Dolls.

Da da da da!

The white unknown soldier, who had been hit by a shot from WA2000 in the distance and was trying to jump high in the air to avoid attacks from other Dolls, had no time to act before being hit hard by HK416 and the others.

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Chapter 85: Filling in the Form

As a series of bullets hit the white enemy's head accurately, the guy in the air was like a grasshopper without wings and plunged directly to the ground under the action of inertia.

Bang.

The dull sound of landing echoed, and the gunfire in the main industrial park also stopped; the last enemy was dealt with.

From beginning to end, CAWS only helped to tow a flatbed truck and was almost hit.

The time HK416 and the others took to eliminate these invaders totaled less than five minutes.

"It hurts! Hurry up! M1897! Hurry up and wash it for me! I have to go to the repair warehouse to secure a spot!"

While CAWS was stunned, Simonov shouted; the middle of her collarbone was bald! It hurts!

"Hmph! Who made you drunk all day? You can't blame others for your own failure! Wait!" M1897 said unhappily, but her movements were obviously much faster.

After just a dozen seconds, M1897 set up the simple disinfection tent, then started the atomizer, holding it in her hand and waving it at Simonov.

In fact, there is disinfection equipment at the entrance of the spacecraft, but it is very troublesome to use, especially for people like Simonov, who rushed over to fight the enemy in close combat. Even if the stains on her body were washed off, there would still be a smell for a while.

As a professional cleaner, of course, this situation would not be allowed to happen!

Therefore, before entering the disinfection process inside the spacecraft, it is necessary to rinse all the scattered contaminants off the Dolls, to avoid the need for her and the Rippers to dismantle the sewage tank for secondary cleaning.

Seeing Simonov start disinfection, the Dolls who did not need to help clean up the white enemy debris also came over. Although there must be more than one entrance to the spaceship, since M1897 has already set up the decontamination room here, if they don't come, M1897 will probably go directly to their dormitory and perform a comprehensive cleaning.

Don't doubt this girl's ability to act. After being annoyed by SPAS-12 dropping debris everywhere, M1897 has actually done this several times.

But when HK416 came over and was about to follow Simonov into the decontamination room, UMP45 placed a hand on her shoulder. "Wait, don't be so anxious."

"Hmm? Is there any problem?" HK416, who was pulled back, raised her eyebrows and looked up and down. Obviously, there was no blood or tissue fluid on her body. She only needed a simple cleaning to be clean.

Now, most of the others who were cleaning the bodies over there were already covered with various stains.

"There is a problem, or maybe there isn't." UMP45 said with a smile.

However, this incoherent speech, except for making HK416 frown, had no effect at all. It was nonsense.

"Wait a while; let's talk about it after Renault comes." UMP45 said, looking up at the top of the deck of the spaceship.

The movement of the last white enemy just now was obviously heading for the top deck of the spaceship. It should have discovered the dolls on the top deck.

As for the reason for this suicidal behavior...

Although it was strange that UMP45 said half of the words, HK416 still stopped. Since UMP45 said so, it was obvious that she must have informed Renault, so it should not take long.

Just when Simonov had finished cleaning and was about to dive into the hatch of the spaceship to rush to the workshop and find a repair pod to repair the missing skin on her body, a hand stretched out from the open hatch and pressed on the top of Simonov's head.

"Eh? Commander?" Simonov was stunned at first when he saw Renault suddenly reaching out to stop her, but before she could ask why, Renault had already nodded.

"Go ahead." She said, letting go of Simonov's hand and allowing her in.

"Ah? Oh, okay." Simonov scratched her head with a puzzled look on her face. Although she didn't quite understand why, the most important thing now was to secure a spot! If she went too late, there might not even be a place left!

It must be said that Simonov thought too much, because no one was competing with her for a spot. Most of the other Dolls were slightly injured, and it would take only a few seconds for them to come out of the repair pod intact. Even if there were only two repair pods left in the workshop, the Dolls wouldn't have to wait in line.

"What happened?" HK416 asked when she saw Renault walking towards her and the others with some equipment.

"UMP45 found some nanobots on those enemies, which may be used for monitoring and invading doll systems. Come and check the situation." Renault said, using the material box for disinfection equipment as a table and placing all the equipment in his hand on it.

"Monitoring, invading... this? Is she okay?" Hearing Renault's words, HK416 didn't think there was anything wrong with her because she had already replaced her body and was very confident in the one made by Renault.

But CAWS next to her had just arrived not long ago, and her body had not been replaced at all. The probability of being invaded by nanobots should be quite high, right?

"No, it’s okay if the underlying protocol is deleted. What's more, she doesn't have nanobots on her body. Only those of who have had close contact with those enemies have them." She had just checked Simonov's condition, and there were no nanobots, as UMP45 had said.

It seems that this kind of thing can't operate like a autonomous machine to find the target. HK416's face, full of doubt and confusion, made UMP45 pull the corner of her mouth. "Okay, since Renault said there is no problem, there must be no problem. Don't think too much."

"That being said, how do you know about those things? Nano... our visual module shouldn't be able to see them, right?"

"That's true, but I can find the data streams transmitted between those little things."

"Well, okay." Hearing UMP45 say this, HK416 curled her lips a little depressed. Although it can't be considered a knowledge blind spot, she was obviously not as professional as UMP45 in electronic warfare.

"Okay, go."

"So fast?" HK416, who heard Renault's words after just talking to UMP45, asked in surprise. How come this nanobot, which sounds very advanced and difficult, is done so quickly?

"It's that fast. The only advantage of this thing is that it is concealed very well. Once it is exposed, it has no electronic countermeasures." Renault waved his hand and said, it's not a big deal; it's just child's play compared to psionic technology.

After hearing this, HK416 could only walk into the disinfection room with doubt.

The subsequent dolls also passed by Renault. In fact, they just walked up to Renault, stayed for a few seconds, and then walked away, which made the Dolls who didn't know they had a lot of nanobots on them a little confused.

"Do we need to tell others about this?" UMP45 stood beside Renault, looking at the data code on the computer in Renault's hand, which was like a rain curtain.

"Just send a message in the communication protocol. These things are just right for checking the physical condition of the Dolls."

Although these things are enemy equipment, I'm sorry; these things are now his.

UMP45 shrugged her shoulders and did not continue to ask. The data on Renault's screen had already switched to the visualization data of the Dolls. There was nothing to see, but the message still had to be sent.

The Dolls who received the message did not pay much attention except for CAWS, who was shocked. As for the surveillance and invasion mentioned by UMP45? They did not feel the surveillance, but there was a little invasion; however, that amount of data was completely crushed by the firewall rewritten by Renault.

An action against the industrial park was like waves hitting the sea, without causing any ripples. For the Dolls, this was just an ordinary day. This level of fighting was probably only equivalent to after-meal exercise.

…

"What's wrong with her?" Looking at Architect being dragged to the workshop by Gager on a stretcher, CAWS couldn't help but ask MP5 beside her.

"Huh? Maybe she ate too much. Look at that belly! This is the first time I've seen a Doll's belly so big!" MP5 pointed at Architect's bulging belly and shouted in disbelief.

Renate, who was sitting not far away, looked at Architect's foolish expression and couldn't help but pull the corners of her mouth stiffly. Fortunately, her body was strengthened little by little, although she had also been directly changed from a Doll body to her current one.

But at least she had adapted to this body gradually. She would not be like Architect, who would eat herself into the repair pod while eating. Oh, no, the current repair pod obviously could no longer treat Architect's symptoms. This individual would be driven to the biological laboratory by the scarecrow in a while.

It seems that UL-Nurse will have one more experimental subject.

"Hey, Renate, speaking of which, whose body is it today? Yulia or Sofia? Has Vera changed it?" Just as Renate shook her head secretly, MP40, MG42, and MG43 came over with plates and asked her.

Not only the three of them, but when this question was asked, all the Dolls nearby pricked up their ears.

After all, everyone knows that there are only Renate and UL-Nurse in the biological laboratory. They are the first to know the schedule for changing the bodies. Panacea should have been there, but now Panacea is busy teaching P226 the important matters of piloting the spacecraft and can't spare any time for a while.

"Vera and Yulia have been changed, and they should still be undergoing adaptive training. Remember, according to the sequence, it should be Sophia and Puff's turn." Renate recalled and then spoke.

Because the output of nano equipment made by Renault is limited, only four Doll bodies have been replaced in the past two days, including ME79 and Architect.

Of course, the sequence has been arranged, but it only includes the Dolls who are still using their original bodies. Other Dolls who have already changed their bodies will definitely be replaced in the future.

"By the way, have you all thought about which modules to keep after changing bodies? You must consider it before changing; otherwise, it will not be as convenient to add later."

Once you change to this new body, in a sense, it can be regarded as another kind of flesh-and-blood body. Although it can indeed be compatible with some Doll modules, you must think about it before the transformation; otherwise, the subsequent modifications will inevitably be bloody every time.

Thinking of this, Renate couldn't help but admire Renault's foresight. He must have anticipated this situation long ago, so he hired a UL-Nurse model Doll from Ultilife.

"This... I haven't thought about it yet..." Hearing Renate's words, a group of Dolls looked at each other, feeling at a loss.

"Then... Renate, do you have any recommendations?"

"Recommend... Recommend? Me? Recommend?"

Hearing this, Renate was stunned. You know, except for a neural core, she has no mechanical modules on her body. If she were asked to recommend, she would definitely recommend the original body! And the kind that grows slowly!

She has suffered so much! She must let others have a taste!

Of course, it's just a thought, but she didn't know what the other Dolls thought.

"Yes, yes!" The Dolls next to her obviously didn't know what Renate was thinking and stared at her with expectant eyes.

"This, I can't think of anything right now. How about this: you send a message in the communication protocol, let all the Dolls list all the modules on their bodies in a table, and then write down the names and hand them over to me? I will reply after reading it. How does that sound?"

For the first time, Renate felt so forgetful. In just over a month, she had almost forgotten all the types of modules on the Dolls.

No, it can't be said that she has forgotten everything, but she just can't remember what the modules on the Dolls are. After all, the days of calling functional modules through the neural core every day are long gone.

"Huh? Filling out forms..." Upon hearing this, at least half of the Dolls drooped their faces, obviously not very interested in filling out forms.

"No problem! It's just filling out forms! I'm good at this! I often filled out forms when I submitted my resume!" Simonov suddenly spoke, patting her little body and agreeing with a full mouth of alcohol. However, this guy was drunk all day, making people wonder if she could even write her name correctly when filling out the form.

"Oh! Then I'll leave my share to you!" Upon hearing this, A-91 next to her immediately raised her hand and patted Simonov's shoulder.

"Don't worry! Leave it to me! I guarantee it will be fine!"

"Then mine too!"

"And mine too!"

Looking at the group of eager figures, Renate raised her eyebrows, hoping that Simonov would remember what she had agreed to after sobering up and not be intimidated by the pile of forms in front of her.

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Chapter 86: Field Investigation

However, Simonov wasn’t really stumped by the large number of forms this time. After all, she had a scanner at home. She could scan the forms and import them into the system. Then, she could connect the scanner to the computer with a cable to process them in batches.

Now, she only needed to tick the forms according to the Dolls' oral statements. As for which functional modules she needed to leave messages for on the forms, she could write them down as soon as she thought of them. It wasn’t a difficult task.

When all the needs of the Dolls were summarized for Renate, she covered her forehead in silence. It seemed that the questions she had asked earlier were completely unnecessary...

As early as when the Dolls' neural cores and bodies were first replaced, Renault had already integrated the various functional modules of the Dolls into the neural core.

These functional modules were, after all, external professional computing units, essentially plug-in devices when the computing power of the Doll’s neural core was insufficient.

After the neural core was replaced, the Dolls gained enough computing capacity. The computing modules originally carried on their bodies had long been integrated into the neural core, and there was no need for any additional modules.

Because Renault didn’t explain these changes, some Dolls, such as Type 56 and M500, didn’t even notice the alterations in themselves and thought they were still equipped with those old functional modules.

As for some combat modules required for battle, no one mentioned them, because there were no combat modules to begin with; the fire control cores were a thing of the past. Now the Dolls could use weapons skillfully, and most of them had practiced in the training room.

Of course, Renault didn’t delete the data of the imprint weapons. Like those functional modules, they were just some data that needed to be processed, and they had long since been integrated into the neural core.

Renate now felt that much of the information was redundant. Naturally, what the Dolls had written on these forms was also redundant... Well, it couldn’t be called redundant exactly. It could only be said that they hadn’t yet realized that they no longer needed the help of those external modules.

“Huh, at least the workload has been reduced.” Thinking this, Renate was relieved. After all, in addition to processing these forms, she also received some work from the biological laboratory.

“We don’t have any medicine left, so can you eat more slowly next time?” Looking at Architect lying on the stretcher, even UL-Nurse didn’t want to bother with her.

Goodness, she had just changed into a new body. Whether she had adapted to the combat capabilities of the new body wasn’t the issue, but UL-Nurse was certain that this girl had definitely gotten used to the taste sensations of the new body, which were far more sensitive than the Sangvis Doll’s.

She ate too much at every meal. Where did this starving ghost come from? Why didn’t she eat like this before she changed her body?

“Uh, it’s really delicious. I didn’t realize G36 and the others’ cooking skills were so good before,” Architect said, patting her stomach with some difficulty. Now she didn’t want to move at all.

“Sorry, I’ll pay attention to his food intake next time,” Gager said to UL-Nurse helplessly.

Unlike ME79, Architect had actually adapted to the new body, but she wasn’t using the body’s abilities for serious tasks; instead, she used them all to compete with other Dolls in the restaurant for food.

However, the other Dolls didn’t mind. After all, the restaurant on the spacecraft had unlimited supplies. In fact, seeing that Architect could eat so much, both CF05 and MG3 were happy to see her eat more.

Even though much of the inventory had been cleared out earlier, there had always been storage pressure. Now it seemed that after most of the Dolls had replaced their new bodies, this situation would improve.

“I hope so, but then again, I don’t know if this new body will make you fat. If you keep eating like this, You might become the world’s first obese Doll!” UL-Nurse said, her eyes lighting up.

“What!? Fat!? No, no, no! I can’t get fat!”

Architect, who had been patting her belly nonchalantly, became alarmed at these words. She wanted to get up immediately, but unfortunately, her strong body couldn’t alleviate the fact that she was stuffed.

The digestive ability of her new body was far superior to that of normal humans, but she had still eaten so much. You can imagine how much she had consumed in such a short period, leaving her stomach unable to keep up.

Architect, with her bloated abdomen, felt nauseous just from propping herself up a little.

Seeing Architect in this state, UL-Nurse quickly grabbed a bucket from nearby, making it easier for her to "vomit rainbows."

Ugh!

“It seems I’ll have to suggest to Renault that he find a place to set up a separate infirmary,” Renate, standing next to her, wrinkled her nose and said helplessly.

“Well, you’ll get used to it.”

Renate rolled her eyes when she heard this. How could she get used to it?

She now only hoped that wz.29 could quickly train P226, the little daredevil who was always fidgeting. That way, she could be relieved from the work in the biological laboratory. At least, she wouldn't have to work with UL-Nurse.

From Architect’s demeanor, it was clear that the unreliable Dolls in the group weren’t limited to just Architect.

At first, Renate didn’t think there was anything wrong with Renault replacing all the Dolls with biomass bodies, but now it seemed...

Click!

A loud shutter sound echoed in the biological laboratory!

MDR! Never missing any blackmail-worthy moment!

Hearing the shutter sound, Renate and Gager turned their heads in surprise. They didn’t expect MDR to show up there.

“Hehe! I’ll send you a copy of the photos later, metrology officer. No need to thank me!” Of course, when MDR said this, she didn’t forget to wink at UL-Nurse. Clearly, there was some unknown deal going on.

"Ugh! Woohoo! Ughheebb!" Startled by MDR’s sudden appearance, Architect tried to get up and chase her but unfortunately could do nothing more than continue vomiting.

But it should be fine in a few minutes, after all, she had already thrown up everything.

As for whether Architect could catch MDR in a few minutes?

That’s impossible! MDR had already planned it out! She'd taken the opportunity to snap a photo of Architect just before her mission and then planned to hop on the gunship to leave! By the time Architect realized, MDR would be long gone!

And when she returned, Architect would probably be busy overeating again!

The plan was flawless!

As for the mission? It was, of course, the field investigation mission for ME79. ME79 had reminded Renault that a dock could be set up underwater and that underwater construction could reduce the issue of lacking heavy-lifting equipment.

More importantly, setting the dock underwater would also provide excellent concealment. Even with many satellites back online now, it would be difficult to observe what was happening underwater directly.

The engineering design from ME79 had already been finalized. The next task was to choose a good location. There was a reservoir not far from the industrial park that seemed like a promising site.

However, the reservoir wasn’t just a reservoir—it was also part of a large-scale hydroelectric power station. If nothing unexpected had happened, the hydroelectric power station should still be operational.

Therefore, it was necessary to inspect the reservoir’s current state. By the way, Nagant Revolver and others could drive the SCV to the reservoir to collect some water.

Recently, while staying in the red zone, much of the spacecraft’s stored water had been used to make disinfectants. Additionally, the spacecraft's new pilot was still in training, so sending the SCV to collect water seemed like a natural decision.

In fact, there was also the reason of giving SCV drivers more time to familiarize themselves with the SCV’s controls. After all, these SCVs would have the responsibility of building the spacecraft. If their driving skills weren’t excellent, Renault wouldn’t trust them with the work.

The new spaceship wouldn’t be as small as the original one, which was only a few dozen meters long. The new ship’s size and capacity would have to be increased several times. Only then would it be sufficient. If the number of Dolls increased in the future, the ship would need to be even larger.

Of course, Renault estimated that the need for more Dolls wouldn’t be as pressing as it was now. After all, where could he find so many ownerless Dolls?

“Hurry up! Hurry up!” Pulling Vera, who had just changed bodies, MDR excitedly jumped into the gunship’s engine room, startling both ME79, who was seated inside, and CAWS, who had just finished unloading a box from the trailer.

Before the two could react, MDR quickly pulled the manual hatch switch and shouted to SPAS-12 in the driver’s seat, “Go, go! Otherwise, Architect will catch up soon!”

Hearing this, SPAS-12 raised her eyebrows. She didn’t know exactly what was going on but guessed MDR had captured some embarrassing moment of Architect’s.

As she controlled the gunship to take off, she asked MDR, “What did you take? Send it to me?”

“Hehe! Although I’d like to upload it directly to the black album, since you asked nicely, I’ll send it to you.”

Although SPAS-12 didn’t have any direct conflicts with Architect, she was still happy to see this newcomer, who suddenly started competing with her for food, making a fool of herself.

“Huh!?” SPAS-12 frowned when she saw the photo MDR had sent and quickly closed it in disgust. “What a gross picture.”

“To be honest, I don’t think this level of photo is worth putting in the album, right?” After seeing the picture, instead of finding it amusing, it made her feel bad. Uploading this would definitely not be a good idea!

“Hey! Wait, wait! I haven’t gotten off yet!” CAWS shouted, unable to process everything that was happening. When she finally realized what was going on, the gunship had already flown hundreds of meters away, with the five SCVs carrying water tanks following behind.

“Huh? Oh, I forgot. It’s fine, it’s not a big deal. The radiation levels over there aren’t serious, so just think of it as a quick trip to the reservoir. If you’re in a hurry to get back, you can squeeze into the SCV’s cockpit with Nagan Revolver,” SPAS-12 said nonchalantly.

The situation there shouldn’t pose any danger. After all, it was just a hydroelectric power station, and it wouldn’t be profitable for scavengers to target.

And if the hydroelectric power station was still operational, anyone attempting to damage it would definitely face retaliation from its owners.

Or perhaps they weren’t the true owners of the hydroelectric power station but were just some people who benefited from its electricity.

Though it sounded a bit far-fimprint, the area around the hydroelectric station could be considered a yellow zone. There might even be human settlements nearby.

This was part of ME79’s investigation. After all, if there were humans living there, Renault’s underwater dock construction could be leaked. Whether it was seen intentionally or unintentionally, it would cause trouble for the dock’s construction.

There were always people in the world who liked to take risks, just like the two groups who had attacked the industrial park before.

The white-clad group likely belonged to Paradeus. Their goal was clearly to spread nano-electronic eyes around Renault’s spacecraft and industrial park to monitor his every move.

And the scavengers and black market team were merely driven by their own greed. These groups were also used by Paradeus as decoys to attract Renault’s firepower.

If Renault hadn’t cracked the control system of those nano-electronic eyes, Paradeus’s plan might have actually succeeded.

Unfortunately for Paradeus, there are no "ifs" in reality. Their attempt to monitor Renault was doomed to fail.

Back in the gunship’s engine room, after hearing SPAS-12's words, CAWS looked helplessly at ME79. After all, she was closest to ME79, who seemed more like a normal doll.

“Have they always been this reckless?”

“Uh, I’m not sure. I’ve only been with Boss Renault for a few days,” ME79 said, spreading her hands.

“Okay...” CAWS sighed, looking at her empty hands. She hadn’t even brought her own weapons. The only thing remotely resembling a weapon was the pistol on her leg.

But it was just a pistol, not her imprint weapon. While it could be used for close-range defense, in a real fight... forget it. It’d be more reliable to just turn around and run than to fight with a pistol.

“Perfect timing. You can help me with something here. You seem to have plenty of free time on the spaceship,” SPAS-12 said. She had already run off to help move things and steal the Rippers’ work, clearly too idle for her own good.

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Chapter 87: I Just Didn't Expect It...

After approaching the hydroelectric power station, the concentration of collapse radiation in the environment dropped significantly, and the surrounding air quality improved greatly. They could even see the blue sky through the gunship's porthole.

"This side looks pretty good, but I didn't see any settlements. It seems to have been abandoned," ME79 said, looking at the deserted city below with confusion.

"It's normal. Whether it's the south or the north, it has all become red zones. This place is right in the middle. It would be fine if there were a green zone next to it, but there is none," MDR said, not thinking it was strange. No one would want to live in a place sandwiched between two red zones.

Especially since there is no purification tower built here, and even the quarantine wall does not exist.

If there were a purification tower nearby, this area would not have become a yellow zone.

"In the distance... um, that should be a nature reserve, right? The radiation readings there are very low; it should be close to the green zone. Is there anyone in there?"

"Oh, definitely not. The reserve must be full of primitive ecology; how can anyone survive in the wild these days?"

MDR's words are true. If it is just survival in the wild, that would be fine, but the unpredictable collapsing particle cloud would make survival impossible. Unless they were left behind during the evacuation, there would be no survivors in this kind of wilderness.

Except for the scavengers wearing protective equipment, those guys wandering outside the settlement are probably already ELID infected.

As he spoke, MDR jumped out of the cabin. After landing heavily, MDR curled her lips with some dissatisfaction and then turned around and waved to Vera in the cabin.

"Hey! This! This is a bit too high!"

"It's okay! I'll catch you below!"

Upon hearing this, Vera wrinkled her nose, closed her eyes, and jumped out of the cabin nervously!

"Ah——!"

Vera's piercing scream echoed around the empty reservoir. In the nature reserve in the distance, a group of flying birds were also startled by the sudden scream.

"Open your eyes! Open your eyes! Land on your feet! Land on your feet!" Seeing Vera like this, MDR was really shocked. Although she knew that Vera was not very courageous, she didn't expect that she would be so scared that she even closed her eyes at a height of only a dozen meters!

Bang!

Vera, who was about to land in a flat sand and falling wild goose style, was finally caught by MDR. Her hands shook lightly, and her grip felt light. Compared to her current weight, the new body that Vera replaced was almost weightless.

"Hey, I say, you can't do this. After you go back, you should take some time to go to the training room to practice your courage. After all, you are a Doll."

It was not until her feet touched the ground that Vera dared to open her eyes, making MDR sigh helplessly.

"But... after changing bodies, I always feel that standing in a high place is a kind of, uh..." Vera couldn't quite articulate what it felt like. Maybe it was just because the senses of the new body were many times more sensitive than those of her original ordinary Doll body.

"Let's go! Look at how beautiful the scenery is here! Let's release the drone quickly! Let's take some pictures of the scenery first! When we put it on the anonymous board, it will definitely attract a lot of people to join the pit!"

"Ah! Hey! MDR! We agreed to take a topographic map!"

This field investigation mission was mainly because MDR and Vera brought a drone with them, which was convenient for taking topographic maps and measuring specific data, so MDR was called.

But ME79 didn't expect that MDR was much more cheerful than when she was at home.

"Don't worry! I won't forget! I'll send you the images I took right away!" MDR's voice came from afar, and when she finished speaking, she had already pulled Vera to the other side of the dam.

"Really... aren't you worried that an infected person will suddenly jump out and attack?" Looking at the two people running away, ME79 sighed and looked around with some worry, especially at the entrance to the dam control room not far away, fearing that several infected people would jump out from behind the door as soon as it was opened.

"Don't worry; CAWS and I are still here! If you can't handle it, you can just drive the gunship and run away," SPAS-12 said, finding a place by the dam to stabilize the gunship.

"But I didn't bring any weapons... not even a shield..." CAWS was a little at a loss. Although she didn't bring any weapons, she couldn't be said to have no fighting power. After all, she still had a pistol with her, but a pistol alone would definitely not be able to deal with those infected people.

"Then use mine. Here! Take it!" SPAS-12 pulled out her imprint weapon from the side of the seat and threw it to CAWS.

"Hmm!" CAWS was stunned when she caught SPAS-12's imprint weapon. It was the first time she had seen a tactical Doll throwing out her imprint weapon for others to use. "What about you?"

"Me? This is enough for me! Don't worry, the radiation concentration here is not high, and there will definitely be no mutants or severely infected people jumping out."

While speaking, she climbed out of the driver's seat, walked to the rear of the cabin, and tiptoed to pull down a folding axe from the top of the cabin.

"This..."

"Don't talk about this and that; let's go quickly! P38 and the others have already started working." SPAS-12 pointed to the several SCVs that followed the gunship. They had now circled to the forest and found a convenient location to start fetching water.

It sounds complicated, but it's actually not that difficult to do. Just put the water pump of the water tank into the water.

In the past, this kind of water tank was not used at all because the work of pumping water was all done by the automatic system on the spacecraft. You just had to find a place with water and drop it, and the spacecraft's system would automatically do everything.

Whether it is seawater or fresh water, it will eventually pass through the purification system inside the spacecraft several times.

Seeing the actions of several SCVs in the distance, ME79 also sighed and did not move the equipment in the cabin down but just took a computer, sighed, and walked toward the dam control room.

"Aren't we going to measure the condition of the reservoir?" Seeing ME79's actions, CAWS was a little surprised. After all, most of the equipment moved to the gunship was used to measure the reservoir, or more precisely, the equipment used for the underwater terrain of the reservoir.

Why does it seem like we are going to the control room of the dam now?

"Well, let's go to the control room of the dam to check the situation first. If we are lucky, we may be able to find the specific data of the reservoir directly, which can save some trouble."

And according to her design, the control room of the dam must be taken down; otherwise, what if the dam suddenly opens the gate to release water during the construction of the spacecraft in the future?

Originally, her initial design was to put this unprecedented underwater dock in the seawater, but there was obviously no suitable place in the nearby area. The nearest place was still a green zone with a complete big city. There were purification towers and isolation walls there.

Building such an underwater dock under the noses of others will inevitably be discovered.

Now this place is just right; the environment is still acceptable, and there is no need to worry about anyone coming here. Even scavengers will not come to this place.

As long as it is slightly modified according to the original conditions of the dam, an underwater base can be built here, and then it can be transformed into a real underwater dock. With the underwater construction technology in Renault's hands, completing a large spacecraft must not be a problem!

Of course, she hadn't seen the specific design of the spacecraft yet, but since Renault said she didn't need to worry, he must have had it all figured out.

Thinking of this, ME79's enthusiasm surged, and even her steps toward the dam control room became a little larger.

Looking at the two people in front of her walking toward the control room with big strides, CAWS couldn't keep up with them just by walking, so she could only hold her weapon and trot after them.

The door of the dam control room was tightly locked by several chains at this time, and there was also a large lead seal. Obviously, when the people here evacuated, they didn't do so in a hurried manner, and judging from the accumulation of dust on the door lock, it was clear that not too long had passed.

Clang!

Without waiting for ME79 to speak, SPAS-12 had already taken the lead, swinging the folding axe and directly splitting the chains and the lead seals. These things, which used to prevent people from intruding, were as fragile as small brittle bones under the folding axe wielded by SPAS-12.

She wanted to ask, "Is this really okay?" But CAWS didn't say anything in the end. After all, this place has become a no-man's land. If they don't come, I'm afraid that in a few years, this place will be completely occupied by plants.

Well, it's just a possibility. Maybe before the plants spread to the dam control room, this area will be completely overtaken by the collapse radiation. At that time, this will be a red zone, and all living things in the area will be silicified over time, until this area becomes a complete life-forbidden zone.

The situation inside the dam control room was much better than ME79 had imagined. At least some of the automated equipment in the dam was still operating normally, but the power generation equipment had stopped running. It seemed that it had been out of use long before the facility was closed.

"No wonder there is no electricity in the industrial park. We need to connect a line from the spacecraft for energy supply. But this is normal; the people in the city have evacuated, so there is no reason to keep the power facilities running."

Hearing ME79's words, CAWS shrugged helplessly. If this hydroelectric power station were still running, she would not have been unable to find a place to charge when she passed through the city before and could only pick up the batteries of abandoned cars.

"But this place looks ordinary. Is there really anything useful?" Flipping through the messy documents on the desk, SPAS-12 really couldn't tell what useful things could be found here. It's already 2063, and they are still using such quaint recording methods.

It can be seen that the history of this dam and hydroelectric power station must be very long, maybe more than a hundred years.

"Yes, I found it now—the blueprint of the dam and the hydroelectric power station," ME79 said, waving the drawings she had just found out of the filing cabinet.

"Huh? Found it already? Isn't that a bit too perfunctory? I thought this kind of thing would be stored in a safe or at least in a more secret place."

"It's normal; this is an antique from hundreds of years ago. You see, construction started in 1946 and was completed in 1955. It has been 108 years so far. It must have been repaired and maintained many times in the interim. Oh, it was rebuilt once in 2054, but that doesn't matter. Anyway, let's go inside the dam to see the situation."

Confirming the structural condition of the dam, the work here is almost done. After that, they will use instruments to measure the condition under the reservoir to see if there is enough space in the reservoir to place an underwater dock.

Because there is no one guarding it, the internal facilities of the dam are just like a shopping spree for the three people, especially with ME79, the Doll holding the blueprint, leading the way. Even if the road here is a bit complicated, the work of checking the internal condition of the dam still took less than ten minutes.

"It's really relaxing, just like going out for a hike. No, this distance shouldn't be considered a hike." SPAS-12, carrying a folding axe, walked in front and looked at the calm reservoir. She was in a good mood, but it would be better if she had some food on hand.

It's a pity that G36 now strictly forbids her from bringing food from the restaurant, and Sawblade didn't think to come out this time. Otherwise, it would have been nice to ask Sawblade to help bring some afternoon tea from the restaurant.

The SCVs had disappeared from the reservoir at this time. Of course, they had not gone missing; they had filled the water tank and returned to the industrial park first.

"It's not good to be too relaxed. Let's go. Let's collect the underwater data quickly so that we can return soon." Since the replacement of her body, ME79 has also become a little dependent on the food in the cafeteria.

After all, eating with the original body is completely bionic signal feedback, but now eating actually allows her to taste food and experience that fascinating feeling of fullness.

The feeling of eating data is completely different from eating real food. Although the taste is indeed different, the personal intuitive feeling is very clear.

…

"Lord Nimogen, the bee sting system has failed."

Hearing this news, Nimogen, who always had no expression, had to open her eyes wide at this time.

This is impossible!

Thinking this in her heart, Nimogen did not say anything else except to stare, because all this seemed to be within her father's expectations.

In fact, she had received news long ago that as long as Renault did not appear in their sphere of influence, she should not provoke Renault casually.

But even so, she still wanted to give it a try, because the bee sting system had never had any problems since it was first deployed and had not been discovered by anyone.

So she mobilized a small group of Paradeus units to launch a tentative attack on the industrial park occupied by Renault...

But she didn't expect that the bee sting system, which had always been successful, would completely fail this time.

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Chapter 88: Working Meal

"An entire industrial park? And the large storage facilities next to it? What kind of shocking things does that man plan to bring out?"

"Do we need to send an action team to investigate?"

"No, it's not necessary for the time being."

Oh, it’s really not necessary. Not to mention whether the action team sent out can actually gather real intelligence from Renault; based on Renault's previous methods, if the action team has any conflict with him, the entire team might not come back alive.

What's more, even if they gather intelligence, what can they do with it? Do they really have enough power to deal with a real spaceship at the moment?

Although if they don't take action, there is a high probability that one spaceship will become two, but is there any essential difference between one and two?

With their existing weapons and technology, there is no difference between fighting one spaceship and fighting two. In the end, they can’t do anything to the other party. If the other side is active in their airspace, it could cause irreparable damage to a large number of ground facilities.

"Then..."

"Okay, stop thinking about how to deal with Renault, who has a habit of collecting Dolls. At least until we have the means to completely destroy the spacecraft, that guy is like a hedgehog—hard to deal with."

And Renault is obviously not the only one having a headache. For example, there’s a security contracting company that has been troubled since a senior agent left.

Kalina, who can be regarded as the "mainstay" among Griffin's employees, is now gritting her teeth as she deals with the troublesome documents sent by the boss.

In the past, all these affairs were handled by Helianthus. Now, without Helian, she, as a logistics officer, is being treated like a secretary by Kryuger. The documents to be handled and the calls to be made are simply one after another, leaving her no time to stop!

"Gentiane! Can't you come and help? There's nothing going on right now, right?"

"Hmm? No, no, no! How can you say that? We're on the road now. Am I not working? That's right! Combat readiness duty!" Gentiane, who had an energy bar in her mouth, shook her feet in the co-pilot seat. She didn’t intend to move at all. Even if she wanted to, she would wait until she finished the "working meal" in her mouth.

"Ah, ah, ah! You! Why can't you learn something good from Renault? You haven't learned anything else; you’ve just thoroughly picked up the slacking habits of MDR and RFB!"

"Yes, yes, but it's a pity. Who made me not a civilian? My major isn’t suitable for this." Gentiane spread her hands and said this, still not planning to get up. After all, she wasn’t doing nothing; half an hour ago, she had gone outside the car to help inspect this old command vehicle.

RO635, sitting next to her, turned her head and wanted to help, but after looking at the alien warriors playing on the tablet in her hand and the paper documents still being printed, she immediately shrank back.

M4 had been taken away by M16 a long time ago.

Are you kidding? Handling documents is something these Dolls can’t handle. Let Kalina deal with this troublesome matter herself.

"Tsk, but we are about to arrive at the new base, and you will definitely have more work to do then." Kalina curled her lips. It’s not that she doesn’t want to report, but the time hasn’t come yet. When they arrive at the new base, the messy security commissions nearby will be enough to give Gentiane a headache for a while!

Now she has a backlog of commissions. The place they are going to is at the edge of the green zone. The environment is definitely not as good as the previous base, but it’s not much different. There are also many residential areas around, so the affairs will definitely be more complicated than when she dealt with Sangvis Ferri.

"Well, I hope so. But I didn’t see any Sangvis Ferris along the way—not even the lost ones. Have they all been recovered by the military?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, they should have been," Kalina replied, scratching her head. She didn’t know much about it. The documents sent by Boss Kryuger didn’t mention any information about this.

Gentiane didn’t respond. Compared to what Kalina said, she felt that there should be other forces recovering those Sangvis Ferris, and the military was probably just one of them.

Moreover, the intelligence she can access now is very limited. On the battlefield, the military’s movements have always been strange; it seems that such a large-scale operation was organized just for M4.

Angelia had also been evasive, and Persica hadn’t said a word about business.

And she herself felt like a potato carried in a woven bag, being dragged around by people, without knowing why she was doing all this. This feeling of being in the dark is really terrible.

"Hey! Commander, I have good news here. Do you want to hear it?" Just when Gentiane was annoyed, Persica’s communication came in.

This woman was clearly in another compartment just a few steps away but was unwilling to walk even two steps.

Gentiane, in a bad mood, obviously had no intention of engaging with Persica. She immediately swallowed the energy bar in her mouth, puffed up her cheeks, and turned her face away, indicating that she didn’t intend to pay attention to her.

"Hey, hey! What’s your attitude? This is great news! Don’t you want to listen?!"

"Gu, what? Are you going to tell me everything about M4?"

"Well, let’s talk about that later. What I want to say is that according to the information I got from Renault, I have improved the fire control module of the Doll. This way, the Tactical Doll can use heavy firepower..."

"Oh!? This is really good news! Can Papasha and the others use it at any time in the future?"

"Well," Persica hesitated, "This probably won’t work, but it is based on the Tactical Doll weapon etching system. The existing doll form can’t accommodate it. However, if there was a fighting force when battling Sangvis Ferri, having heavy fire support could mean that she and the Dolls under her command might not have to cheer on the military. The understanding of force seems to have some essential differences..."

"Those things are impossible; that completely violates the regulations of the tactical Doll form and is not allowed at all." After half a second of Gentiane’s words, Havier’s voice sounded from the communication equipment in front of Gentiane.

At the same time, Havier’s helpless old face appeared. It was clear that Gentiane's imagination was too far-fetched.

The heavy firepower that Persica spoke of was completely different from the heavy firepower that Gentiane had in mind.

"Tsk."

Upon hearing this, Gentiane immediately put on a dead fish eye and leaned back in her seat, looking bored.

"Ahem, that's enough. Don't be so mad this time. The heavy firepower that Persica mentioned is only the minimum heavy firepower. Although it can't let the Dolls fight against large-scale military forces, it is still sufficient to eliminate some heavily armored targets at a fixed point. The data from Persica has been sent over. When you arrive at the new base, these Dolls will be almost ready to take up their duties."

While Havier was talking, he displayed three images of weapons on the holographic screen.

The BGM-71 used for anti-tank and anti-armor, the 2B14 mortar that provides fire support, and the AGS-30 that Renault and others have used.

It's not new. It can even be said that it's very old. At least for this era, it's not an advanced model, even after many modernizations.

IOP does not need to pay extra costs to produce these weapons; the patent protection period for these weapons has long passed, and with the current industrial level, it is very simple to produce them.

Although it is a little outdated, it is different when combined with tactical dolls.

Although the weapon model is old, with slight modifications, no one can cause trouble with it, and the modified old-fashioned weapons, combined with tactical dolls equipped with special fire control cores, can be regarded as a more modern way of heavy firepower output.

Thinking of this, Gentiane couldn't help but sigh.

Forget it; it's better than nothing. At least with these things, when encountering the Sangvis Manticores or the Hydra, there is no need to let the rifle doll risk being destroyed just to tickle these guys.

As for other heavily armored enemies, it is still a bit difficult to rely on these alone, unless Havier can provide some "easy-to-use" ammunition.

...

"Floating up! Floating up! Hurry up! Swim in the water twice so I can take a picture!" MDR held up her phone and urged Vera, who was floating in the water.

"MDR! Pull me up! Otherwise, I'll pull you down too!" Vera fluttered in the water and shouted in exasperation.

CAWS, who was throwing a wired probe into the water in the distance, noticed Vera. Looking at Vera, who was completely soaked, she turned back to look at ME79, who was checking the screen of the detection device next to her.

"Is the new body waterproof?"

"Hmm? Ah, yes, it's waterproof, you could say that, but the specific capabilities of this body, according to the information provided by Boss Renault, can actually grow. There is no rough standard for how far it can grow in the end. Your body is also a native body, and it should be your turn to change soon," ME79 said after taking a look at the CAWS body.

It's a very ordinary Tactical Doll body. Although some military-grade Doll parts may be used in the body, it is not comparable to the Doll body made by Renault—the previous one.

It's not even in the same league as the body she is using now.

"Uh, won't the boss charge extra money?"

"This? It shouldn't be; he seems to have never mentioned this matter." ME79 scratched her head. She was not worried that she would suddenly be burdened with a debt that would take hundreds of years to pay off because other Dolls were not charged when they replaced their bodies.

She is not the only one.

"Have you ever thought about doing other jobs?"

"Others? No, no, no, I will definitely not leave! At least! Before completing Thor! I will definitely not leave!" ME79 immediately shook her head like a rattle.

Leave? How could she leave? She hadn't built the Thor based on the blueprint yet! How could she leave!

Besides the Thor's blueprint, there were also many other equipment blueprints in Renault's drawer! These things alone were enough for her to ponder for a while!

"Thor? What is that?"

"A mecha, or more precisely, a humanoid bipedal mecha!"

Looking at ME79's enthusiastic expression, CAWS choked and didn't plan to ask any more questions. However, ME79 was obviously interested. While looking at the screen, she began to talk to CAWS about the charm of bipedal mechas.

Listening to ME79's voice that sounded like a magic spell, CAWS regretted it immediately. Why did she ask this question...

It was agreed that MDR and Vera would help, but now they were playing in the water on the other side of the reservoir. SPAS-12, the gunship driver, was not idle either. She went to the forest to find firewood with a folding axe. It seemed that she was going to light a bonfire by the reservoir.

In the end, she and ME79 were the only ones working, and ME79 was still talking about the various Doll mechas in those movies and TV shows, not focusing all her attention on work...

At this rate, won't she have to work overtime today?

However, working overtime here seems not bad. After all, this job is not difficult at all. It's just throwing a few probes into the reservoir and waiting for data feedback.

It's actually easier than those fishing guys in the Air Force...

Buzz!

Just when CAWS's mind was wandering, the sound of the SCV thruster jet sounded from behind them.

However, there was only one SCV this time, but unlike the one that came with a water tank on its back before, the SCV that arrived this time had nothing but a large supply box in its hand.

The SCV that landed carefully found a flat spot, put down the supply box, and then opened the cockpit door of the SCV. The Type 80 jumped out directly from it and waved to CAWS.

"Hey, dinner is ready."

Meal? In the open?

CAWS, who had been staring in the direction of the SCV, opened her mouth in surprise when she heard what Type 80 shouted...

Let the SCV run alone just to deliver meals to them?

Ah, this...

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Chapter 89

"Let's eat!? Here we go! Type 80! Have you brought the things I want!?"

Obviously, the phrase "Let's eat" has become some kind of instinctive command for the Dolls under Renault, even though Type 80 is still several hundred meters away from the edge of the forest.

After this shout, SPAS-12 heard the movement, holding a folding axe at her waist and two bundles of dry firewood in her hands, as she rushed out of the forest shouting as she ran.

"Yes, I brought it. Do you want to take it out?" Type 80 nodded to SPAS-12 in the distance and spoke in a normal tone, not at all worried that SPAS-12 couldn't hear her.

She could clearly hear the sound of SPAS-12 stepping on the ground from where she was standing, so SPAS-12 must be able to hear her talking here, as the bodies they were using were all the same.

"Wait! Wait!" Seeing that Type 80 was about to open the supply box, SPAS-12 hurriedly stopped her. "Come here! Come here!" She shouted, pointing to a small piece of relatively flat ground beside her.

"Ah? Oh, I see, camping barbecue, right?" Looking at the firewood in SPAS-12's hand and the supply box, Type 80 naturally understood what SPAS-12 wanted her to bring.

A simple barbecue grill can be used with some firewood. Of course, if you can't find firewood, you can also connect a wire to the Doll and drive it with electricity.

ME79 also stopped working with the arrival of Type 80. In fact, the probes had already been thrown down. The next task was to record the data fed back by the probes and then build a complete underwater terrain model.

However, for this kind of task, equipment is enough, and there is no need for people to watch.

"So it's all lunch? Actually, the work here is almost done, and we can go back soon."

It would take at most ten minutes. Although ME79 thinks it's a bit redundant to send someone to deliver it directly, it must be said...

Camping by the reservoir... Well, it seems to be a forbidden matter, right?

Generally speaking, to ensure the safety of drinking water in the reservoir, camping and picnics are prohibited near the reservoir, and fishing and swimming are also not allowed.

It's just that now the cities downstream of this reservoir have all collapsed, they are all radiation-polluted areas, and the residents have long moved away from here.

What's more, they will build a large underwater dock here in a while, and by then this reservoir will probably be in name only.

According to the data just obtained, this reservoir seems to occupy a large area, but in fact, the area that can be regarded as a deep-water area is pitifully small, and the depth on both sides is not much. If Renault finally decides to build an underwater dock here, they may have to further excavate the underwater space in the future.

As she was thinking, ME79 contemplated other places until Type 80 opened the box, and the aroma of food wafted out, suddenly bringing her back to her senses.

SPAS-12 and Type 80 set up the barbecue grill with ease and turned around to deal with other things after lighting the fire.

Since SPAS-12 often sneaked into the kitchen to eat and drink, barbecuing was not difficult for her, and Type 80 was also quite good at it. After all, she had been with the five and six styles for a long time, so she still had some life skills.

Because SPAS-12 and Type 80 took care of all the processes of barbecuing and seemed to enjoy it, ME79 and CAWS did not wait, and while the steaks and patties sizzled on the grill, they returned to the dam to put away the equipment.

ME79 was not lying when she said it would be completed immediately. After a few minutes of back and forth, the data had been collected, and the terrain data around the reservoir sent by MDR and Vera had to be taken into account.

Idle.

CAWS, who was holding a plate and eating barbecue bite by bite, felt that there was no other word to describe her current feeling except the word "idle."

Maybe it should be "relaxed"? Renault's work, even driving an SCV to fetch water, was not difficult, provided that the basic driving test of the SCV was passed.

But compared with her original work, this kind of task felt like a different world. She didn't have to worry about the middleman taking more than she wanted, nor did she have to worry about Doll dealers popping up from the corner, and there were no humans staring at her with hostile eyes. There was no need to worry about being hit in the face with smelly food or food residue while walking on the street...

"Hey! Come on! Let me show you the scenery here! Here! How is it? Nice scenery, right? I checked the forest over there; it's a nature reserve! There may be surviving wild animals in it!"

MDR was sitting on a stone not far away, holding up her phone and seemingly communicating with someone, but judging from her boastful look, the person on the other end did not seem to be a Doll at home.

"Eh!? Why!? This is not fair! Why can you sit by the water and eat barbecue while we have to walk and eat energy bars? Hey! FNC! Say something!" After seeing the picture displayed by MDR, P7 reluctantly reached out and shook FNC.

However, FNC's attention at this time was completely drawn to the snacks on the small table next to MDR. She stared blankly at the snacks that MDR and Vera had not finished, and saliva was flowing from her mouth.

Of course, it was not just FNC who was dumbfounded. Type 97 Shotgun next to her was the same; she stared at the screen while stuffing an energy bar in his mouth, trying to make her taste system believe it was the barbecue on the screen.

"MDR! You! Why do you have to jump out and broadcast live every time you eat?!"

On the other side of the communication, a doll who looked exactly like MDR, uh, Griffin's MDR, roared at MDR a little madly.

"Hey, can't you change the words you use? I'm just here to share with you, okay? Share! Do you understand?" Although she said this, the sly smile on MDR's face had completely exposed her intentions.

She was here to show off!

While MDR and Griffin's MDR were passionately bantering, AR15 in the spaceship restaurant was also communicating with M4 and the others.

Regular contact, anyway; now there are mobile phones, and there is no need to worry about being monitored.

"AR15, can we change the time next time? It's always during meal time..." M16 looked at the sumptuous meals on the screen and subconsciously turned away.

"Change the time? That depends on whether you have time. Except for meal time, you’re patrolling or performing reconnaissance missions at other times, right?" AR15 said unhappily.

Except for meal time, M4 and M16 were mostly on patrol. Making phone calls during other people's missions would obviously affect the mission.

"Well, that being said, the food at Renault's place... Alas, those good things in the base before were really wasted." When M16 said this, she remembered the whole can of wine that Simonov and the others had sent.

Tsk tsk, since she came here with Gentiane, she hadn't tasted a drop of wine for a long time. The little stock in the wine flask on her body had long been consumed.

"It's not a waste. Havier has already sent people to pack up the things in the old base. When we get to the new base, it won't take long to send them over," Gentiane said as she joined the conversation.

Most of those supplies were purchased by her with the funds of the sub-base. How could she just leave them there? Not to mention that she also put in some of her own money!

"Good afternoon, Commander Gentiane."

"Good afternoon, AR15. How are you doing over there? Forget it, I'm just being polite. You can tell by looking at your food. Anyway, how is the situation in the red zone? Are there many ELID-infected people?"

"It's okay, not too many. We cleaned it up twice. There may be several thousand ordinary infected people, and there are less than a thousand Heavy ELID Infected people."

Hiss!

Hearing AR15's words, Gentiane almost choked on the energy bar in her mouth

Is this okay? AR15, when did you, a good kid, become bad? Who did you learn this from?

Thousands of ELID-infected people and at least hundreds of Heavy ELID Infected ones...

Even if the regular army is dispatched, it will take a lot of effort to deal with ELID-infected people of this level, let alone ordinary security contractors like her.

Just the thousands of ELID-infected people are enough to give them a headache!

When dealing with Sangvis Ferri, they could still use decapitation tactics to directly paralyze the command sequence of Sangvis Ferri.

But facing ELID-infected people, this trick is a bit ineffective. For them, each ELID-infected person is equivalent to an enemy wearing a heavy armor protective suit, and their strength is also extremely great. If these guys rush to the front, the Dolls will definitely not be able to escape.

Not to mention the Heavy ELID Infected people she had only seen in intelligence reports and on TV. Those big guys who have further mutated, as long as there are two or three, can rush up and destroy a military armored vehicle or tank.

Hundreds? Oh my, is this a cold joke?

"After all, Commander Renault's equipment is pretty good, so the ELID-infected are relatively easy to clean up. The trouble is the others, some scavengers, and some white ones who are said to be sent by a group called Paradeus. Those guys are well-equipped and even have beam weapons. Some units are even equipped with shields."

AR15 shrugged her shoulders. Compared with the brainless ELID-infected, it was obviously the enemies of Paradeus they encountered later that were more troublesome.

Simonov was just careless for a moment, so she was sent directly to the repair chamber to lie down. Although it was only a superficial injury, the Dolls were now all replacing their biomass bodies. After replacing their bodies, whether they could still block the enemy's beams had become a concern for her.

And this time, only a small group of enemies came to attack the industrial park. When dealing with these guys, their bullet consumption increased a lot, especially against those enemies holding beam weapons.

Shields are still a little troublesome for ordinary weapons.

"White? Paradeus?" Hearing AR15's words, M4 and Gentiane looked at each other in surprise.

White enemies? They seemed to have never seen them before.

"Well, that should be the name, but Renault did not investigate the specific situation in depth, and this is not the first time we have encountered these guys."

While speaking, AR15 also sent some recorded images.

Seeing the appearance of these Paradeus combat units, Gentiane couldn't help but frown. The protective suits on these Paradeus units made them seem difficult to deal with.

And... AR15 was not a person who wanted to do things one by one. She deliberately sent the images of these Paradeus units. Obviously, these guys were not something that could be dealt with casually.

Especially the units with propulsion devices on their backs. "Are these guys Doll or...?"

"Not Doll, but probably human? It's hard to define because most of these guys are transformed from human bodies. For example, the ones holding rifles—under their helmets and protective clothing, they're just skeletons."

"Then... then aren't they dead people? Or ELID-infected people?"

"I don't know about that." AR15 shrugged helplessly. Renault obviously didn't want to deal with these guys who came to cause trouble. Otherwise, AR15 believed that Renault would be able to find out the origins of these guys clearly.

Seeing that AR15 seemed to have nothing more to say, Gentiane scratched her head. "By the way, why didn't I see SOP2? Isn't she always present?"

"Oh, she went to the training room to learn SCV driving skills. She seems to be very interested in those machines."

Gentiane shook her head when she heard the new terms AR15 had used. It was probably something new that Renault had made. Now that Renault had already driven the spaceship, when they saw her next time, wouldn't he appear in front of them in an aerospace mothership?

Meanwhile, Renault was checking the material warehouse in the industrial park with M1 Garand.

A large area of residents near this industrial park did not have time to evacuate, let alone the materials in the warehouse of the industrial park.

All kinds of materials of various specifications filled at least half of the warehouse. Although it didn't sound like much, it was actually a lot. These things might be consumables for the entire industrial park for a long time or finished products accumulated over a long period.

"Commander, the materials here are probably not enough, right?"

"Well, not quite enough, but there are several industrial parks nearby. Ask someone to take some time to go there. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be a lot of useful items."

This was originally what he and Helian planned before buying this industrial park. No one in this red zone would care about these things. What's more, it was uncertain whether the owners of the storage warehouses in the nearby industrial parks were still alive.

"Okay, I'll arrange it in a moment."

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Chapter 90: Lying Down

In the end, MDR was blown up by MDR. Of course, it wasn’t really an explosion; she just rushed out in envy. She really didn’t want to see the MDR under Renault’s control for a moment!

She wanted to cry! Why was it the same MDR? The gap in treatment was so big!

And Renault’s MDR, Vera noted, was strangely baked in her clothes. MDR must have a serious illness.

What is this? Am I angry with myself?

SPAS-12 and Type 80 were responsible for the barbecue. Of course, the main force was still the 80 itself. SPAS-12 was cooking while eating, and Vera didn’t look at it because if she didn’t hurry, SPAS-12 might really eat all the ingredients.

Currently, SPAS-12 was using a bionic digestive system, and the digestive speed was very fast. Otherwise, according to her way of eating, she would soon lie down, ending up like Architect.

Looking at SPAS-12’s gobbled appearance, Vera thought about how MDR could take a brand new black historical photo...

Ah, cough, not good, not good. All of these are MDR. She may have been infected by her for a long time.

"Add the seasoning according to taste." Looking at Vera, who had just put on her clothes, Type 80 beckoned and pointed at the sewing box on the small desk next to her.

"Hmm." Vera took two steps, nodded, and took the plate from Type 80.

"By the way, is our seasoning a bit too rich? When I was in the black market, I doubt there were as many types of seasonings in those restaurants. Otherwise, it was just a bunch of strange synthetic seasonings."

It was clear that the seasonings placed on the table by Type 80 were not industrial synthesis but authentic plant-based seasonings.

As for the several sauces next to them, they definitely couldn’t be industrial products. The flavorful taste was something that synthetic sauces couldn’t match!

"Yeah, both CF05 and NZ75 were part of that. It is said that CF05 only planted some peppers at the beginning, but later a lot of other spice seeds or seedlings were taken one after another."

Is this? So much now... Should it be a long-term inventory?

Looking at these seasonings on the table, CAWS carefully twisted a pinch of mixed barbecue and sprinkled it cautiously on her plate.

"Well, don’t be so careful. It’s okay to add a little more." Seeing her fear of spilling, Vera suddenly guessed CAWS’s mindset. "These seasonings are not that precious at home. We have plenty piled up in the warehouse. The finished products can’t be sold for a while."

"Ah? Really?"

"Yes, things in vertical farms grow very fast. The growth rate is too rapid, and we can fill several warehouses. This is still the case that we have been eating. For the meantime, it’s estimated that the commander will have a headache figuring out how to deal with those crops."

They had been staying with CF05 for a long time, and the spicy taste had become almost a habit. Not to mention that the chili sauce she brushed was specially made by G36, sweet and spicy, without being overly intense.

"Why? Does it have any effects on changing the body?"

"Uh, this is mainly because the amount of food intake will become smaller after changing the body. But it’s said that it will change according to the habits of the Dolls. For example, if you often overeat, the amount will gradually increase."

As she spoke, Vera thought of something, and her face turned a little reddish. "Specific changes will become clear after you change to the new body. You should be in the same batch as UL-Nurse."

With more and more nanomachines at hand on Renault, the processing speed of Biomass body parts was also increasing. Previously, they could only create parts for two Dolls at a time, but now they could process three people simultaneously, or even faster.

"Oh." Hearing this, CAWS nodded a little blankly.

First, she took a commission, and the result was not only a fail/success but also an outrageous safety contracting company. Now she was getting a new body for free...

If she wasn’t dreaming, all her luck in her Doll career must have already been used up.

While eating, she chatted with Vera. When CAWS regained her senses, she realized that this meal when she saw was in the black market might be the only one she could enjoy at that time.

After dinner, several Dolls packed things up. There must be no ingredients left, just those seasoning boxes and the dishes and bowls. As for the barbecue racks, SPAS-12 left them here, finding a place like debris in the dam control room, saying it was time for the barbecue next time.

She have to say, the scenery by the reservoir is indeed good. Eating here is a great idea, but if it were elsewhere, they probably wouldn’t have such an opportunity. Whether at a reservoir or a hydropower station, all these kinds of places have high levels of security that prevent entry.

It was only after moving the things and settling back into the cannon boat cabin that CAWS thought of a strange problem...

Vera told that those crops planted by the spacecraft’s vertical farm couldn’t be sold?

They can't be sold?

How is this possible? She had just tasted everything, and not to mention the meat, only the native crops grown as vegetables and seasonings were often valuable in the black market.

How could they not be sold? This kind of thing is so popular that buyers in the black market are always in high demand.

"By the way, Vera, the crops from the vertical farm really can’t be sold?" Still a little confused, CAWS turned her head to confirm again.

"Absolutely. No one dares to buy them. After all, the shipments here are too large. Those guys in the black market can’t consume it all. They only buy just one box or two; they don't buy tons, which isn’t enough for a single Doll for a day. Renault doesn’t want to run around for this stuff, so he didn’t sell it."

Ah...

After hearing MDR’s words, CAWS suddenly went silent. Indeed, no matter what type these vertical farm products are, they are undoubtedly real ingredients of good quality, and the price in the black market could never be low.

"Previously, Commander Gentiane from Griffin bought some twice; otherwise, the warehouses in the spacecraft would have already burst."

"Uh, the commander was really willing ..." CAWS was a little speechless. Griffin still knew. She had also considered whether to submit a resume to Griffin before, but now it seems that there should be no need for that.

Even if Griffin's treatment is good, can it be anything better from Renault's side?

Even if this Commander Gentiane was willing to spend money to improve the food, could it be better than Renault's food?

There was no comparison...

As for Griffin's business philosophy, these CAWS had not been concerned. After all, mercenaries and security contractors are essentially no different. The only difference may be that mercenaries occasionally take on illegal tasks.

"Yeah, I guess that woman's wallet has long been dry now; she is not afraid of being unemployed."

"Shouldn't it be 'unemployed'? Commander Gentiane seems to be in Griffin, but now she is second only to Mr. Kryuger, right?"

"Hi, where is it so easy? Even if she is the commander, in the final analysis, it's not a secure job."

Listening to the words of Vera and MDR, CAWS also leaned back in her seat, feeling completely relaxed. She now felt as if she were on vacation.

When the group returned to the industrial park, they followed Vera to replace Sophia and Puff, who had begun to adapt to their own bodies in the open space in the park.

"Ah, is it so fast? It's faster than I thought." Vera was a little surprised. She didn't expect the speed of body replacement to far exceed her expectations. Had it really replaced four dolls at once?

Now that they were already familiar, the workroom must have begun to replace bodies in the next group of Dolls!

"Good things; now, go back and prepare! It may not take long for it to be your turn!"

Hearing MDR, CAWS felt a little nervous. After all, changing bodies... Although it sounds appealing, she always had an unknown worry about whether she would undergo any strange changes, or if there would be some mishap during the replacement process.

Of course, accidents were definitely not supposed to happen. The industrial park had just been destroyed by a group of scavengers and a group sent by the black market, and a batch from Paradeus had also been eliminated.

Unless there were other people who knew about the situation here, or Paradeus brought a large army back, no one would come at all.

And the physical replacement that made CAWS embarrassed was happening earlier than she expected...

"Hurry up, take advantage of the meal, quickly put on the new body! After adapting, you can just catch up with the meal and I'll tell you a secret. It's not a world at all!"

Hunter 2 excitedly nudged Hunter No. 1 with her elbow and said with enthusiasm.

"How do you know?"

"Puff said; she said that after changing her body, the deliciousness of canned food turned ten times better!"

"Uh... why is it canned food..."

"She is a cat. I have tasted canned food; it's good for drinking!"

"You..."

Listening to the words of No. 2 beside her, Scarecrow No. 1 helplessly supported her head. This girl, when she came to Renault, had let herself let loose. She should learn to clean up!

Listening to the conversations of the other Dolls around her, CAWS felt really nervous now. She hoped she wouldn’t end up like Puff, loving canned food after changing her body.

"Here, each find their own new body, sit in front, and connect themselves and the transfer device next to the seat." Renault stood in front of the console and greeted the dolls.

Because the dolls who were replacing their physical bodies now did not have their neurcores replaced, he saved a lot of work and skipped the process of replacing the neural cores of the Dolls individually.

At this time, Renate stood beside Renault with an exhausted expression, looking at the data on the screen. If she hadn’t changed her body, this data processing wouldn’t need to involve her fingers, and she could directly connect herself to the console.

Now, each character needed to be handled with her fingers. She had processed more than a dozen Dolls in the body, and even she felt a bit exhausted.

Fortunately, these Dolls were among the last few on the list. Once Scarecrow No. 2 and CAWS had replaced their doll bodies, later body replacements would need to be applied for by the Dolls themselves.

After all, not all Dolls were eager to change bodies. Anyway, could she take a break? She was now in a body that didn’t have the built-in energy engines like those Dolls who had replaced themselves.

The energy for physical activity needed to be supplemented by eating. She now felt hungry. She feared that she could eat a lot of food in a while!

CAWS followed suit and connected the data cable to the transfer device next to her. The body in the cultivation slot opened its eyes not far away...

But her concerns were obviously unfounded, and Renault didn’t think about it as much.

The mental transfer process varied according to the capacity of human psychological data; it could be long or short. Like Hunter No. 2, the metastasis body was very fast. In less than ten minutes, the body in the cultivation slot opened their eyes.

And for UL-Nurse, her mental transfer speed was much slower; at least CAWS was much faster than her. By the time CAWS opened her eyes, UL-Nurse's progress was still lagging behind by half.

"Come on, everyone lie down and don’t move around; I can't let your bodies mess things up." Renate pressed the Dolls one by one onto the stretcher beds.

Fortunately, these Dolls were relatively mature in terms of mental models, and there was no chaotic situation like the previous three IDWs.

Seeing this, Renate felt relieved. She wasn’t afraid of anything now; she just feared misbehaving children and hunger. As long as these Dolls could be obedient, she wouldn’t mind anything else.

"Okay, now lie down obediently and wait for me to put on your clothes."

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