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RC 941-950

Chapter 141: Was This an Appointment?

Da Da Da!

After a dizzy spell, Leone heard the sound of gunfire.

The rhythmic bursts of fire did not last long, probably just a few minutes—or perhaps just a few seconds?

Anyway, Leone couldn’t count. All she could feel was her head buzzing, and it felt like several minutes, probably because she had tried several times to open her heavy eyelids.

However, as time passed, she noticed her sense of touch was recovering. At least she could feel her head pressed against the seat, and there seemed to be some wet liquid flowing down from it.

But her nose was filled with a fishy, sweet smell, and she couldn’t tell for a moment whether the liquid was her own blood, fuel leaking from the vehicle, or... the circulating fluid from the doll body.

"It hurts so much..."

After a while, the dizziness in Leone’s head gradually faded, but a strong pain shot through her brain via her nerves.

Her hands, legs, head, stomach, and even her drumsticks felt as though they were being stabbed with a knife.

Especially her left arm—she appears to be unable to feel her fingers. No, something is wrong with her left foot.

She now felt as though all her toes were squeezed together...

Hiss!

"Catherine? Maggie? Susanna?" After taking a breath, Leone endured the pain and called the names of the three dolls in the car.

Unfortunately, there was no response. In the ditch covered car, there was no movement except for the dripping sound of liquid. Leone could only hear the heavy footsteps coming from outside the vehicle.

"The target has been cleared, and no other enemies have been found within the detection range." HK416 looked around vigilantly. After confirming that there were no enemies nearby, she reported to the bridge command room through the communication protocol.

"There are none within the detection range, but a large group outside the range is moving toward you. There are seven—no, now eight large signal sources. You’d better hurry up; the vanguard of those guys is still six minutes away from you."

UMP45’s voice sounded in the communication channel.

With the help of the detection system on the spacecraft, she could clearly see the movements of the enemies, even identifying the base they came from.

It was clear that Paradeus had infiltrated the nearby city deeply. Most of these combat units had emerged from areas with weak military defenses, and some had even slipped out from under the noses of the military’s doll units.

However, this information was of little use to them unless Renault intended to risk becoming a public enemy of mankind and openly bombard the urban area where ordinary people were being observed.

So it was just information. Moreover, it was impossible to sell the data because, once released, both Paradeus and those buying the information would immediately realize just how outrageous Renault’s spacecraft’s detection abilities were.

By simply passing over the edge of the city, it could scan the entire city's defense layout and reveal secret facilities hidden in remote locations. This kind of capability was unacceptable to any force.

It was like walking down the street after dinner, and someone passing by could clearly scrutinize you, even seeing the number of pimples on the ID photo in your wallet that you were embarrassed to show to others. Is this appropriate?

This is not appropriate!

But for HK416, the clearer the enemy’s current movements were, the better. At least it would help her sort out her thoughts and make the most of the time to address the urgent problems at hand.

"G11, come and help... Forget it, let 40 do it, you’re too short."

"What! What do you mean by too short?! 40 isn’t much taller than me!"

Just as G11 complained indignantly, UMP40 had already slid to the rear of the car at the bottom of the pit, and HK416 stood at the front. The two reached out, grabbed the vehicle’s chassis frame, and lifted the car up.

G11 also came over at the right moment and lowered her head to look at the situation in the car.

"Wow, this living person must be Leone, right? She looks a bit miserable, but she’s still alive. But the three dolls are in a bit of trouble. I hope their neural cores are well-preserved."

"Stop nagging. If you can, get them out quickly. Time is running out."

Hearing HK416’s urging, G11 shook her head. "It’s because they can’t move. Now they’re all squeezed together with the car parts. What if they’re more seriously injured if they’re pulled out casually?"

"Then just lift them up and put them in the gunship’s cargo hold. There’s no time to slowly clean them out now."

UMP40’s words were not wrong. There were only a few minutes left before Paradeus’s follow-up combat units arrived.

Now it was too late for Simonov to drive the gunship back to the spacecraft to take UL-Nurse and help Leone treat her wounds.

"Okay." HK416 sighed. She had thought that she only needed to get the guys in the car back, but now she had to lift the car away. Fortunately, it was just an ordinary car.

If it had been an off-road vehicle or an armored vehicle, it would have been too much trouble for the three of them to deal with it.

Simonov was in standby for a long time, quickly moving the gunship over. When HK416 and UMP40 lifted the vehicle into the cabin, she looked back in surprise. "No? Didn’t you say you were going to pick up the client? Why did you lift the car in? And it’s upside down? Hey, hey, hey! Is it leaking oil? It’s dripping! Could it be that the client is..."

"Bah, bah, bah! Simonov! Don’t talk about this kind of thing when it’s almost time for dinner! Take off quickly! This job is done!" UMP40 frowned and shouted at Simonov in annoyance.

At the same time, she looked at her soles with some worry. Because she had lifted the rear of the car and entered the cabin from the back, her soles were already covered in those unknown liquids and muddy mixtures, which looked exactly like stepping in excrement.

Ah!

"Mission accomplished." Seeing Renault who had already arrived at the hangar, HK416 nodded and said.

"Well, leave this to Renate and UL-Nurse. Go and clean up." Renault pointed to HK416’s hem and UMP40’s shoes.

HK416 then realized that her hem had been stained with oil at some point, which looked like engine oil.

As a result, UMP40, whose boots were the only ones affected, was in a better condition. Seeing this, HK416 could only sigh and, amid G11’s snickering, took off her coat in annoyance, intending to return to Pink Rabbit to change clothes.

"Alas, now I have become a member of the medical department? I’m actually looking forward to returning to the battlefield." After the UMP40 team left, Simonov looked at the oil-stained cabin and was worried. Renate came up while talking.

"Where are so many battlefields for you to go to? Just work honestly. Remove the door first, and move gently." UL-Nurse shrugged and bent down to look at the situation inside the car.

"Yes, yes, Minister." UL-Nurse, who had entered work mode, had lost her usual devilish temperament. She now looked like a "Qualified Doctor" as she carefully checked Leone’s injuries with a stern face.

Renate wouldn’t deliberately cause trouble for herself at this time. She honestly followed UL-Nurse’s request and tore off the already broken car shell.

Without the twisted car shell, the messy parts inside were removed, revealing a human and three doll bodies in the car.

After several people carefully moved Leone and the others out and placed them on stretchers, UL-Nurse scratched her head in disbelief.

"Really, have they discussed this? One arm and one leg for each person—if they get hurt, everyone should come together?"

Whether it was Leone as a human or Catherine and Maggie as dolls, all of them had their hands and feet injured. The doll bodies were not so bad, as there should be replacement materials in Renault's workshop or warehouse. If there were no suitable materials, they could also modify the parts of the Sangvis Ferri dolls and use them.

But Leone was in trouble. She had a broken hand and a broken foot. Her left hand was completely shattered, and her foot likely had an open fracture.

Fortunately, the injury wasn’t recent, so there would be no problem with healing.

After all, the nutrient solution provided by her boss was extremely effective. Even if Leone’s broken hand couldn’t be found this time, it was estimated that she could regrow it by using the nutrient solution.

"Boss, I'll take this client away. I'll leave these dolls to you." UL-Nurse said, waving to Renault, and pushed Leone toward the biological laboratory.

Perhaps she heard some noise, or the parts inside the body could still be used. Maggie suddenly opened her eyes at this moment and looked at Renault in front of her with a dazed expression.

Then several electric sparks burst out from her body—bang!

No one knows which module is broken, but after a slight explosion, Maggie was completely unable to move, and the light in her eyes gradually dimmed.

Well, she’s down, or shut down.

"Let’s go. Move all three of them to the workshop first. Although the neural core doesn’t appear to be damaged, downtime will still have an impact after all." The two Scarecrows didn’t say anything, nodded, and left with Renault, pushing the stretcher, leaving Simonov standing there with a bewildered look, staring at the oil stains on the floor with a pained expression.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Simonov! Hurry up! Clean up all the stains on the floor! Otherwise, if they flow through the gaps to the lower cargo hold, you’ll have to clean up the lower part!" M1897 who sat on the mobile sweeper she had just bought sternly instructed Simonov.

"Eh? No, you should at least help me. I see you're also quite free now..."

"No! Sorry! I’m not free at all! Because of your running around in the cabin of the new spaceship earlier, the environment has been greatly polluted! I have to hurry up and clean it up!"

After saying that, she drove off in the cleaning machine that resembled a small car.

This wasn’t to fool Simonov. M1897 was indeed responsible for cleaning the new spaceship below.

Even though the new ship had only recently come out of the underwater dock, it didn’t mean it was very clean. Some corners and nooks still had various debris that hadn’t been cleaned up during construction.

Although there wouldn’t be a lot of it, the spaceship was big, with a total of 20 floors from top to bottom, each floor very spacious. M1897 was a little doubtful whether she could complete all the cleaning work this week.

The cleaning team she and the Sangvis Ferri Dolls had originally formed which had been quite well-staffed had now become somewhat stretched.

You have to know that the original Pink Rabbit is still in use, and the Dolls spend most of their time on that ship.

So, the old ship needs to be cleaned regularly, and there’s still a lot of cleaning work to do on the new ship...

Expand! The staff must expand!

At the same time, you need to apply to the commander for a larger cleaning machine! This small cleaning machine is completely outdated!

Not to mention Miss M1897’s cleaning team expansion plan, Renault didn’t encounter any problems. There were only three Dolls, and their neural cores were well-preserved, so they only needed body replacements.

However, this wasn’t urgent. After all, it was better to ask Leone about what kind of body to replace them. What if that woman couldn’t pay?

So, Renault just took out the neural cores of the three Dolls and connected them to the neural core preservation device. He planned to wait until Leone woke up before discussing the repairs of these three Dolls.

It must be said that Leone, after consuming a lot of agricultural products produced by Renault, was now in good physical condition.

Just as UL-Nurse and Renate were treating her wound, she opened her eyes and woke up.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

As soon as she opened her eyes, they were instantly filled with tears.

"You..." As soon as Leone opened her eyes, she saw UL-Nurse and Renate in surgical gowns. "Can you at least give me anesthesia?!"

"I'm sorry, because your hand is broken, we can’t anesthetize you." UL-Nurse smiled mischievously, spreading her hands and saying so.

"Of course, that’s a lie. The truth is that our department is short on medical supplies, and we don't have the means for anesthesia right now," Renate immediately exposed UL-Nurse's lie, then spread her hands and smiled.

The smile on her face was almost identical to UL-Nurse’s.

"You guys!" Seeing that the two of them were making fun of her, Leone almost vomited blood.

But she still felt a hot-blooded impulse and wanted to jump up and beat the two of them!

It was a pity that Leone had lost a lot of blood and was still seriously injured, so her attack was delayed, and she fainted immediately.

The two who were making fun of her blinked, and before they could say anything, Renault had already opened the door to the operating room and walked in.

"Huh? Didn’t you say she would wake up soon?"

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Chapter 142: Optional Services

"I don't have money."

Hearing the three words come out of Leone's mouth, Renault immediately frowned.

Even Helian, who had just arranged the flight route of the spacecraft, frowned at this time and looked at Leone suspiciously.

It was the first time she had heard someone said they had no money so confidently.

Could it be that this girl wanted to eat and drink for free and take things for free?

Although Leone had a broken leg and even a broken left hand, after treatment by UL-Nurse and Renate, she could now sit in a wheelchair and move around.

And since her left hand was not her dominant hand, Leone was now sitting at the table in the restaurant, holding a greasy hamburger in one hand and a freshly baked pizza in her mouth.

"Uh! Uh! Gulp!"

Seeing the sudden change in Renault and Helian’s originally calm expressions, Leone, who was eating happily, was startled. As a result, she choked on the food stuffed into her mouth. She only recovered after her eyes almost rolled back.

Looking at the dark expressions of Renault and Helian, Leone held the cup she had just picked up in the air, neither drinking nor putting it down. "Well, I—I mean, those three dolls are rich. I ran away with them... Speaking of which, where are the three of them?"

Hearing this, Renault and Helian exchanged a glance.

It was indeed surprising. They hadn't expected that Leone, a former client, would become a pauper and even rely on three dolls to support her.

"The three of them are not in good condition. Their bodies are just ordinary civilian-grade dolls with very poor impact resistance. Additionally, most of their bodies were damaged before you overturned, so I removed their neural cores and placed them in my workshop."

"Remove... remove!? Doesn't that mean they are dead?"

Renault and Helian gave Leone a strange look.

Doesn’t this person usually deal with dolls? If the neural core is still intact, how can she claim they’re dead?

"The neural cores are well-preserved. Just replace them with new bodies. The problem is, I don’t have the same model as their original bodies, so I planned to wait until you woke up. I didn’t expect that you wouldn't be the one paying."

Renault sighed, got up after speaking, and planned to grab something to eat. Afterward, he would wake up the neural cores of the three dolls.

Given Leone’s confident look, it was obvious that the three dolls were wealthy.

Although he suspected Leone had doubts about this, he knew that two of the three dolls were involved in business on the intercontinental train, and one of them could even get tickets for the intercontinental train.

This kind of business clearly implied they are more wealth than Leone who was now a poor pauper.

So, Renault decided to ignore Leone, who was just eating and drinking for free, and instead talk to the three dolls.

After dinner, Helian didn’t accompany them. The spaceship had now arrived in the designated city airspace. She wanted to go to the bridge to check on the situation of the city and see if they had a chance to settle there.

Originally, Helian had planned to have Simonov or SPAS-12 drive the gunship to take her down after arriving near the city for a field investigation.

However, after seeing the detection system of the new spaceship, Helian decided not to go down herself. She could simply observe the situation from above.

Not only was it more intuitive than a field investigation, but she could also see the topographic map of the entire city.

Renault naturally went directly to the workshop, as the payment for this commission had not yet been negotiated.

Leone who was left behind could only blink her eyes while Sophia, who came to help, wiped her hands and face as though taking care of a child.

"If you need anything, just call me. Of course, in your current state, it’s best not to wander too far from the restaurant. If you want a drink, you can go to the bar next to it." After cleaning up for Leone, Sophia pointed to the bar where Springfield and WA2000 were standing while cleaning the table.

In general, the restaurant was the safest place on the ship. Due to the "power" of G36, neither the dolls nor the mischievous cats dared to cause trouble in the restaurant.

Therefore, it was the best place for Leone to stay. Otherwise, the plaster on her leg, which had just been cast, might not last long, and the same went for her hand.

"Oh." Although it was her first time on Renault's spaceship, Leone knew this wasn’t the time to wander around. If possible, she would rather find a quiet room to lie down and get a good sleep.

It was a pity that neither Renault nor Sophia mentioned this. She didn’t want to return that accursed demonic place; the biological laboratory, so she had to make do with the restaurant.

As for why the biological laboratory was a "demonic place"—well, those two "doctors" who looked like bad people, the large culture tanks everywhere in the laboratory, and the unidentified objects in the tanks that looked like pieces of meat...

Even though she was studying biology, she couldn’t stand that kind of place. She always felt that if she stayed there for too long, her sanity would definitely drop drastically. It was a pity that the two doctors could stay in that place and amuse themselves.

"Commander, is there a repair plan?" Seeing Renault walk into the workshop, Scarecrow No. 2 raised her head while surrounded by the disassembled doll bodies she had been working on.

That's right—the three bodies of Catherine and the other two were severely damaged, and their main structures were almost gone. What remained were only the functional modules inside the bodies, but they were not valuable and had very limited use.

The reason for dismantling them was mainly because the three dolls might still want to keep these things. Otherwise, Scarecrow No. 2 wouldn’t have done such unnecessary work. After all, the various functional modules of the dolls at home had long been integrated into the neural core than the other parts of the doll body.

The neural core is powerful and can do whatever it wants.

"No, that woman is poor, and these three unlucky ones are the ones who paid."

"Uh? Ah?"

Scarecrow No. 2 was stunned when she heard Renault’s words.

It was the first time she saw a human with a doll spending the doll's money...

Just when Scarecrow No. 2 was stunned with a complicated expression, Renault connected the three neural cores to the monitor and started them up, awakening the three unlucky dolls.

"What is this? Where is this?"

The first to speak and appear on the monitor was the smallest, Catherine.

Having spent many years running around in the underground world, she would never miss an opportunity to struggle. So, as soon as she regained consciousness, she walked through the glowing door.

After Catherine, Susanna cautiously poked her head through the door.

"Catherine!" Susanna shouted in surprise after seeing the familiar figure.

"Catherine! You’re here too! What is this place?" Catherine shouted back in surprise, as Susanna confidently stepped through the door and entered.

"I don’t know. After waking up, I saw a glowing door. Did we enter heaven? Do dolls go to heaven after death?"

"Hiss! Hey! Don’t talk about such scary things! I don’t want to die yet! I haven’t finished using my money!"

As soon as Susanna said this, Catherine was frightened. She hadn’t thought there was anything wrong with the blank room, but now she felt creepy from head to toe.

The entire room was blank, with no furniture or anything like that. The only thing that seemed somewhat out of place with the blank walls was probably the window on the right...

While the two were looking at the situation in the space, Maggie, who hadn’t appeared for a long time, also appeared at the door with a frown.

But after passing through the door, Maggie turned around and looked at the door behind her thoughtfully.

"Ah! Maggie! You’re finally here! Where are we now?"

"You’re asking me? I don’t know either." Looking at the gradually disappearing door, Maggie spread her hands with a headache.

She remembered clearly that Leone was driving the vehicle.

Um, it seemed that Catherine was holding the steering wheel at that time... Anyway, they had overturned the vehicle.

Then, they should have crashed, but before the crash, she saw a man giving orders.

Were they captured by Paradeus? This white room was very similar in style to Paradeus.

"Then, what should we do now?"

"Let’s find out where we are. The situation here is somewhat similar to the Level 3 of the Neural Cloud, but also a bit different. It seems to have undergone some kind of data conversion. Otherwise, there’s no reason for our neural cloud to..."

Dongdong

A clear knocking sound suddenly echoed, startling Maggie who had been speaking.

The three of them turned their heads toward the source of the sound and looked at the window, which had been blank just a moment ago.

"Is it you!?"

When Maggie saw the figure behind the window, she immediately recalled that the man she had seen in the haze was the same man!

"Please introduce yourselves. I’m Renault, the boss of the Renault Security Contracting Firm that you commissioned this time. What are your names?"

"Maggie, Maggie Ponzi."

"Catherine Ponzi."

"Susanna."

Looking at Renault outside the window, the three exchanged glances before saying their names one after another.

"Well, hello. Your driver Leone has been treated and is in good condition. Now, it’s time to discuss the commission, the treatment costs of Miss Leone, and the repair costs for everyone."

"Treatment... repair costs? Then where are we now?" Hearing this, Maggie frowned and hesitated for a moment, trying to gather information about her and the others’ current situation from Renault. The official tone on the other side didn’t seem too difficult to deal with.

As long as the other party was willing to be official, they would just need to pay the money. After all, even Leone had been treated, and the other party didn’t seem like an outlaw who operated without any rules.

"In the neural core storage device. This is it. The original bodies lying on the workbench over there are your original bodies. They’ve been scrapped, and the usable modules have been removed."

"Huh!?" Catherine and Susanna exclaimed immediately, looking at the three bodies on the workbench in disbelief.

Renault even considerately enlarged the image so that they could clearly see the condition of the three bodies.

As Renault had said, they were already scrapped...

The best-preserved body was Maggie’s, but even it had many burn marks, seemingly from a short circuit in the internal wiring.

The bodies of Catherine and Susanna were in even worse shape. One had a broken neck, one had a slightly flattened head, and both were covered in wounds.

This level of damage could be considered completely scrapped. Even if they were sent to a doll disassembly institute, the people there might hesitate to take them.

Seeing their bodies in such a miserable state, the three dolls fell silent.

It had been damaged to this extent. Could it really be repaired?

Though the price of dolls, especially ordinary civilian dolls, wasn’t high, and a cheap one could be bought for tens of thousands of yuan...

But there was always a "but." For dolls like them who had no owner, it was ridiculously difficult to find a skilled and reliable doll repairman, and the cost was exorbitant.

Clearly, doll parts were available at all levels, from high to low. They could afford low-level parts, and even high-level parts would be possible.

But the key was that if the parts were too advanced, their neural core might not be able to handle them. And once the value of the parts became too high, they couldn’t guarantee that the repairmen wouldn’t have ulterior motives.

Even if they replaced low-level parts, they couldn’t guarantee that the repairmen would actually help them repair the dolls honestly. In that case, if they weren’t careful, they could be disassembled on the repair table and sold for profit.

"Is it really like this... Can it be repaired?" Catherine looked at the body that had originally belonged to her with some regret, and her voice was inevitably a little sad.

"Of course, it’s not worth repairing. I don’t plan to fix this fragile body. It’s time-consuming and labor-intensive. I recommend you replace the body directly. Also, the neural core can be replaced. If you feel the space capacity of your neural core isn’t enough, you can choose to replace it."

If Maggie and the others chose to replace their neural cores, Renault would save a lot of trouble and time processing the redundant data.

"But I have limited doll body materials on hand. If you want to order a new body, it’s not impossible, but you’ll need to pay the price yourself. However, I can advance the payment."

At this point, Scarecrow No. 2 also timely converted the body parts on hand into a visual display and showed them to the three.

"Uh? This?"

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Chapter 143: You Will Get Hurt

The first few pages of the parts list look quite normal, mostly ordinary body parts used by regular dolls.

However, the models of these body parts are completely different from the ones they currently use. The body is fine, but the main concern is the head. After changing it, you wouldn’t be able to tell what they looked like before.

If possible, Maggie doesn't want to change her appearance at the moment.

So, Maggie flipped through a few pages, just turning the page...

"No? Why are all these at the back made by Sangvis Ferri? These should all be military-grade parts, right? Can they really be used on us?"

"Of course, they're just some spare parts."

Scarecrow No. 2 shrugged. Even if the three dolls were all made from parts by Sangvis Ferri, they wouldn't be used much in total. There are still a lot of stock in the ship’s warehouse, most of which are Nagant Revolver and parts picked up by SOP2 and the others.

Anyway, they're free. If these three dolls really want them, well, maybe they can make a small profit.

However, Scarecrow doesn’t think these three dolls will choose these Sangvis Ferri parts, even though their performance is far superior to that of ordinary civilian doll body parts.

Although the quality of civilian doll body parts isn't great, they still have advantages: they support bionic skin and various bionic plug-ins.

The parts on the Sangvis Ferri side are different. Most of them are removed from ordinary Sangvis Ferri units. Some parts can't even use bionic skin because there is no relevant functional interface reserved.

Not every doll will give up what they’re accustomed to in order to pursue performance.

"Uh..." After looking through the inventory of the large number of Sangvis Ferri parts for a while, Maggie, Catherine, and Susanna, who had come over, all sighed helplessly. "If possible, we hope to order new doll bodies."

"Of course, but it is not recommended to order original bodies from IOP at the moment. Svarog Heavy Industries or Global Everything Company would both be fine, but Global Everything Company is more recommended. They have ports all over the world, which makes it easier for us to pick up the goods."

On the IOP side, although Helian can talk to the other boss, IOP won't undertake the transportation work. It would be more troublesome for them to drive the spacecraft to pick up the goods. Recently, the city where IOP's headquarters is located has strengthened the air defense level.

Global Everything is different. They already have a logistics business. It’s easy to transfer three doll bodies. It just requires a slight increase in the transportation cost.

But it’s just the transportation cost. How high can it be? At most, it will only be twice the price of the body itself. The price of three civilian-grade doll bodies, even with the custom parts, would not exceed one million. Adding the transportation cost, it would be two million at most. The pocket money given to the dolls by their families in a month would be more than this.

Of course, this money still needs to be paid in advance by Renault, but it can be recovered from Maggie later, so it’s not a big deal.

What’s more...

"The cost of this search and rescue commission is calculated based on the distance of the journey, the relevant ammunition loss, and the treatment cost of Miss Leone. Is this number okay?"

Without waiting for Maggie and the others to reply, Scarecrow took another tablet and placed an electronic receipt under the eyes of the three.

"Uh! Five... five million!?" x3

Seeing the price list on the electronic receipt, the three dolls screamed at the same time.

From Susanna calling Renault to their car overturning, there must have been less than ten minutes in between...

Although it is definitely a good thing to be rescued within ten minutes... but... but why do they always feel so bad!?

Ten minutes! They asked them for five million in ten minutes!

Are security contractors such a profitable business!?

"No, no, no, you have to consider that we flew all the way from the west coast of the Caspian Sea to here, and we crossed the Black Sea in the middle. For such a distance, this price is not expensive at all, not to mention that your maintenance costs aren’t even included."

Just like Renault can use psionic power to know other people's thoughts, Scarecrow No. 2 spread her hands at this time, as if she had learned to read minds and said to Maggie and the others.

"Huh! How do you know what I'm thinking!?" Catherine was startled, took a step back, and exclaimed.

After the voice fell, she realized that Maggie and Susanna next to her were looking at her head with knowing eyes.

A clear dialog box appeared above her head, and inside it was a series of clear fonts:

(Why are you all looking at me? Is there something above my head...?)

"What is this!?"

(What is this!?)

The dialog box above her head directly displayed her words in clear fonts in front of the others.

Seeing this scene, Renault shook his head helplessly. "When did you develop this bad taste?"

"Well, maybe it's just a little hobby in my spare time?" Scarecrow No. 2 smiled. This dialog bubble that can show the shallow psychological activities of a person was her work during her free time. She thought this thing would just be a decoration for a long time, but she didn’t expect it to be used unexpectedly today.

The little episode of the dialog box didn’t last long. Scarecrow No. 2 wasn’t like UL-Nurse or Renate, who wanted to have fun to the end. This kind of dialog box could be closed by itself, and it would only react when standing in front of the window, that is, in front of the window in the mental space.

After thinking for a moment, Maggie tentatively accepted the commission fee and the cost of ordering the body this time, but she couldn’t complete the online banking authentication in her current form. She would have to wait until they had a new body.

Spending a large sum of money was a disaster for Maggie, but the current situation was much better than what she had expected at the beginning, when she thought she would be caught and dismantled by Paradeus.

At least, they only needed to wait for a while to recover their own bodies.

…

"Miss Leone, your coffee." Springfield handed over a mug with a smile.

"Oh, thank you." Hearing Springfield’s words, Leone thanked her and stretched out her intact hand.

Just as her hand was about to touch the cup, Leone suddenly caught a glimpse of the smile on Springfield’s face.

That smile was almost identical to Renate’s. Leone shuddered for no reason!

When she saw the orange-yellow liquid in the mug that still exuded the smell of fresh oranges, Leone blinked. "This? It shouldn’t be coffee, right?"

"Of course, this is freshly squeezed orange juice. Miss Leone’s current condition doesn’t seem to be suitable for coffee."

"Oh, this... Thank you." After hearing what Springfield said, Leone suppressed any other thoughts in her mind.

What they said was right. She did have a fracture, but did the two doctors mention anything about what she couldn’t eat or what she shouldn’t eat?

Didn’t Renault mention it when we were having dinner just now?

WA2000 curled her lips when she saw this, leaned on the bar, and said directly to Springfield through the communication protocol, "UL-Nurse didn’t seem to tell her that she has any dietary restrictions, right? She looked very hungry when she was eating just now."

"Yeah, it's true. With Miss Leone's current physique, there's no need to worry about any dietary restrictions."

"So you just want to see that awkward expression on Leone's face, right?"

"Hehe, that's not necessarily true."

WA2000 rolled her eyes.

Why did Springfield feel like zhet was about to assimilate with Renate? Could it be that the two women were just similar in style?

Leone who was sipping orange juice next to her naturally didn’t know about the small talk between WA2000 and Springfield in the communication protocol. She was now looking at the dolls busy in the kitchen.

Although her eyes were on the dolls, Leone was thinking about where she could go next.

The power of Galatea Corporation, or Paradeus, was far greater than she had imagined. She had never expected that even in such an insignificant city, Paradeus’ combat units would emerge one after another like ants.

If her guess was correct, as long as there was a branch of Galatea Corporation or a place where Galatea Corporation had some influence, there would definitely be people from Paradeus.

But the problem was that Galatea Corporation’s business was almost all over the world, and the special medicine that could treat and contain ELID was in demand no matter where it was.

So, where could she go in this situation?

The messy thoughts in her head turned around and around, and finally, there was only one most urgent question left: where would she sleep at night? She couldn’t just sit in a wheelchair, could she?

Although one of her arms was hanging on her neck in a plaster cast, it didn’t affect her lying down, right?

Besides, after so many days of running, she had long wanted to find a place to rest.

Of course, Renault naturally did not forget this, but for such a small matter, M1 Garand had already arranged it, and deliberately found a more reliable person: CAWS, who had come to the ship not long ago, and Super-Shorty, who was very serious about everything she did.

"Is that the client? Wow, her hands and feet are in plaster, and she looks so miserable." Super-Shorty standing at the door of the restaurant complained as soon as she saw Leone.

While she was muttering this, CAWS beside her had already walked toward Leone.

"Hello, Miss Leone, the commander asked me to help arrange your accommodation." CAWS waved her hand as a greeting.

"Accommodation!"

Leone was naturally overjoyed when she heard this.

Finally, she would have a place to sleep safely! After eating and drinking enough and satisfying her appetite, she naturally wanted to have a good sleep!

If her current injuries didn’t prevent it, she would even want to take a good bath!

"Yes, but because the Pink Rabbit, that is, the current ship, has limited space, there are no ready-made guest rooms. If you don’t mind, I recommend you go to the ward of the biological laboratory..."

"No, no, no! No! Absolutely not to the biological laboratory!"

When Leone heard this word, she reacted like a mouse that had stepped on an electric switch, nearly standing up from her wheelchair in excitement.

"Well, that’s a little troublesome. We can only stay temporarily in the new ship. In this case, we still need to prepare a little bit here." Seeing Leone’s reaction, CAWS scratched her head helplessly.

Although M1 Garand had told her before that Leone might not want to stay with UL-Nurse and Renate, CAWS still felt that it was a bit troublesome when the time came.

Because in this case, she and Super-Shorty would have to go to the engineering department and logistics department to get some things for decorating the room, and then clear out a guest room in the cabin of the new ship.

Additionally, they might need to stay in the new ship for a few days, since Leone didn’t seem like someone who could take care of herself.

Apart from these small things, they would also need to protect Leone as they moved through the elevator in the middle of the spacecraft.

Although the Pink Rabbit had been fixed on the top deck of the new ship, there was still a gap of nearly ten meters in the middle, and there was no cover between the two ships.

The spacecraft was now above 10,000 meters in the sky, the temperature outside the ship was close to minus 50 degrees Celsius, and with strong airflow, it was still very dangerous for injured people like Leone.

But what other options were there now? They couldn’t arrange for Leone to live on a farm or a vertical farm, could they?

Those places weren’t suitable for living, and there were dolls coming and going every day.

If they weren’t careful, they could break the bones of Leone who was injured, and that would be completely... No, it should be said that it would definitely happen...

Didn’t you see that Helian had broken bones twice since she came to the ship?

UL-Nurse and Renate were able to skillfully perform bone-setting and joint connection surgery on Leone, all thanks to their practice on Helian several times before.

"Get ready? Um, can I go with you?" Leone asked uncertainly. It was not because she was tired of sitting in the restaurant, but because she was just a little afraid of Springfield whose smile was almost exactly the same as Renate’s.

Hearing this, CAWS and Super-Shorty looked at each other, and Super-Shorty pursed her lips. "Okay, but let’s make it clear in advance that you may get injured when moving in the spaceship. Do you still want to go?"

"Uh, I’m already injured now. How serious can the new injury be?"

Leone, who had no intuitive understanding of Super-Shorty’s words, said it nonchalantly.

"Okay then, let’s go to the logistics department to get some bedding, and then go to the engineering department to get some bed frames and bed boards, as well as some commonly used equipment."

Just as Super-Shorty said this, CAWS stepped forward, pushed Leone’s wheelchair, and they walked out of the restaurant.

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Chapter 144: A Little Bit, Well, Just a Little Bit

"Be careful! Make way! Make way!" QSB-91 together with two Rippers pushed several carts full of various ingredients and rushed over at a trot.

CAWS walked toward the logistics department, immediately reached out, moved the wheelchair, and then stood against the wall, ready to jump up at any moment.

"Hey! QSB-91! Haven't I told you many times? Don’t push the supplies in the corridor! You’ll bump into people!" Super-Shorty who was standing against the wall like CAWS, shouted at the other party at the top of her voice.

"There’s not enough time! If you’re slower, you’ll miss the meal! Be sure to pay attention next time!" As she shouted, three crooked carts suddenly rushed past the three CAWS.

Feeling the airflow caused by the three carts whizzing by, Leone felt her mouth dry.

So, was this what CAWS and the others meant by the possibility of injury?

The supplies on the cart weighed at least nearly a ton. If they were hit by something like this, the shin bones would break directly, right?

As if noticing the confusion on Leone’s face, CAWS put the wheelchair on the ground. "This situation is very common. Just be careful not to walk in the middle of the road. And it’s only limited to the main roads leading to key departments. Most of the dolls and Sangvis Ferri whose bodies aren’t hard enough will choose to walk through the emergency passage."

This is also the choice of the dolls on the ship who have replaced their biomass bodies. As long as they’re not helping to transport supplies, no one is willing to walk through the main road.

Oh, except for Commander Renault. Helian didn’t know about this at first, but she never walked through these places again after being hit twice.

"Next time, I should suggest to the commander to reserve a special personnel passage and freight passage," Super-Shorty said a little depressed.

Why was she depressed? Naturally, it was because her body was the shortest among all the dolls. She didn’t want to change her appearance at first, but she didn’t expect that her short stature would be fully 'utilized' by Commander Renault.

Being short, she would be blocked by the carts full of goods, ignored by the dolls carrying boxes of supplies, and treated as a child by the tall dolls...

Why didn’t she think of changing to a taller body!?

Although the name of the logistics department sounds impressive, it is actually just a small office separated from the warehouse next to the vertical farm. Next to it is P90's workshop. She has enough space and time here to work on her own clothes.

Of course, most of the fabric products on the ship were made by P90. Those things weren’t made by P90 herself, but by machines, and there were several Sangvis Ferri dolls who were interested in this aspect.

P90 is not a lone commander. Oh, she should be the deputy commander. The head of the logistics department is actually someone else—P38. Most of the logistics material allocation is completed with the assistance of P38.

In fact, there’s nothing troublesome. It’s just recording the number of various materials entering and leaving the warehouse every day. It’s not a difficult task.

"P38, are there any ready-made beddings in the warehouse?" As soon as Super-Shorty entered the warehouse where the logistics department is located, she shouted directly.

As for why the communication protocol wasn’t used to notify P38, it’s naturally because the dolls at home are often affected by the surrounding noise or other conditions, and they don’t notice the messages in the communication protocol.

And among the dolls at home, there are several who haven’t yet figured out how to use the communication protocol without the help of the body. They’re the ones who have just changed to biomass bodies. It’s more intuitive to shout at them.

"Remember to give more instructions! That guy, Architect! If he plays with lightsabers in the dormitory again and damages the bedding and clothes, I’ll suggest to the commander in the next report that she should buy clothes with her own money!"

After Super-Shorty’s shouting, P38 stuffed the clothes and bedding in her hands into the hands of Gager while chattering. The series of words made Gager who had come to the logistics department to get things for the eleventh time in these days, blush.

She felt a sense of shame in her heart. After all, apart from Architect, no other doll would come to the logistics department to get things so frequently.

"Hey, what’s the big deal? I was just going to make a few ‘decisive’ swimsuits based on the designs in the magazines. I’ll just ask Architect to help me try them on."

"P90! Don’t make trouble! That’s not a swimsuit at all! It’s just a strip of cloth! Don’t let other people wear this kind of thing on the boat! It’ll corrupt the children!"

"Hey—where are the children on the boat?"

"Those Nytos..."

"Uh-huh, that, P38, let’s come and get some bedding." Super-Shorty cleared her throat and poked P38’s shoulder.

"Huh? Oh, it’s you guys, wait a minute, I’ll get it."

Obviously, P38 had learned about this from M1 Garand. After seeing the three CAWS, she nodded and turned to go to the warehouse to get something.

P90 probably noticed that Leone was this kind of ‘patient,’ so she didn’t continue to toss and turn. She just looked Leone up and down, nodded with a smile, and then retreated.

Gager said hello to CAWS and Super-Shorty, and left the logistics department with the things for Architect.

"Uh, is it always so lively here? And why did P90 look at me like that just now?"

Hearing Leone’s puzzled question, Super-Shorty tilted her head. "Maybe she saw that your figure is quite unique, so she plans to ‘extract’ some inspiration from you. Well, that should be it."

While talking, Super-Shorty looked at Leone’s figure. It must be said that even after a long period of hungry life, Leone’s figure hadn’t changed much, and she always looked and feel round.

Ah, this… is this a compliment or an insult?

Hearing this, Leone looked down at herself and confirmed that there was nothing embarrassing about her clothes. She had a strange feeling in her heart, as if she were soon to become something...

"It can’t be said to be lively, it’s just okay. When the new ship was completed, the house was livelier than it is now. By the way, the new ship is where you’ll stay for the next few days, but because it hasn’t been renovated yet, it’ll look a little shabby."

"Ship?"

"Yes, the new spaceship. We don’t have enough space here now. There are almost no more dolls."

...

"The number of people? Well, if we count ordinary dolls, including the elite dolls of Sangvis Ferri, there are dozens of them in total, less than a hundred people total. In addition, there are more than 200 Sangvis Ferri dolls and more than 100 Sangvis Ferri droid machines, such as Dinergates, Prowlers, etc., and there’s only one Manticore and Hydra each."

While placing an order with Global Everything, Scarecrow No. 2 responded to Maggie’s question.

There’s nothing that can’t be said about these things. Anyway, even if outsiders know about it, what can they do?

Will someone issue a notice to condemn their company for violating regulations?

I’m afraid Renault won’t care at all. When has he ever cared about these things?

So many dolls? And is the number of Sangvis Ferri dolls a bit too much? Is this really a legitimate security contracting company?

For a moment, Maggie and the other two looked at each other, wondering if they had dialed the wrong number or something.

"Probably still decent."

Seeing the question mark displayed above Maggie's head, Scarecrow No. 2 shrugged her shoulders and said.

It can only be said that it is probably decent. After all, since they have a spaceship, they have rarely accepted security commissions.

On the one hand, it is because Renault dislikes the trouble of those security commissions, and on the other hand, those ordinary commissions are really not profitable…

Well, if there are ordinary commissions...

However, this situation should be the daily routine of normal security contractors.

Like Griffin, who receives commissions from Statesec and the military and is exhausted by the rich, is an abnormal security contractor.

Just kidding, that kind of security contractor is about to replace the regular city defense forces. How can they be normal security contractors?

"Maybe... then, how does your boss support your whole family of dolls?"

Although dolls are cheap and effective, and sometimes they don't even need to be paid, they still need energy, and there are many material costs such as the loss of doll parts. If normal security contractors who uses dolls really doesn't make much money, Maggie really can't think of how Renault can support such a large number of dolls.

Although the cost of a single doll may not be much, their number is considerable—over 300 dolls. Even if a wealthy family wants to supply so many dolls, even if they are all civilian dolls, it is still a considerable expense.

"We are self-sufficient. Occasionally, we receive commissions like yours from acquaintances. Sometimes we act as a vegetable vendor. What about you? If a masterless doll can do business on an intercontinental train, it must be a big deal, right?"

To be honest, Scarecrow No. 2 had imagined a life without a superior, but she could only imagine leading a group of Sangvis Ferri dolls to pick up garbage in those deserted abandoned cities. She never thought she could do business under the name of 'social engineering' like Maggie.

"Uh... ahem, it's just a small business, doing business with some black-market dolls who are also ownerless dolls. After all, there are quite a few ownerless dolls, so I can make a little money."

Hearing Scarecrow's question, Maggie quickly answered.

Of course, doing business with illegal dolls is just a small business. The big money is actually in the virtual black market. Some illegal dolls are not truly illegal, but just use the label of being illegal.

Transactions with these individuals are the real money in their business.

Well, of course, there is also her main business of scamming people, which is also a big money maker.

Although Maggie tried to close the dialog box above her head as quickly as possible, Scarecrow No. 2 still saw something—social engineering, social engineers, are actually professional scammers... So, are these three all scammers?

Doll scammers? It's really a rare species among dolls…

Scarecrow No. 2 was speechless. She thought these three were really businessmen.

Who would have thought that their business was actually this kind of business?

No, it should be two. It seems that Susanna was just a service doll on the intercontinental train. This time, she was just taken along with them.

After all, according to what Leone said, if they hadn’t run away, the result would probably have been very bad.

Just as Scarecrow No. 2 looked at the three on the screen with helpless eyes, Scarecrow No. 1 also opened the door to the workshop and walked in.

As soon as she came in, Scarecrow No. 1 sighed and took a drink from the small refrigerator skillfully.

"Sighing again. What's wrong with the engineering department?"

"No, I just feel that there is too much work to do next. More importantly, the warehouse is almost full again, and the road over there is almost blocked now." Scarecrow No. 1 spoke while looking at the three dolls on the screen.

"Full? Can't we move them to the warehouse on the new ship? It should still be empty there, right?"

"The problem is that it's still in cruising mode. At least the safety of the dolls should be guaranteed when transferring inventory, right?"

Not every doll can go back and forth inside an altitude of 10,000 meters for high-altitude operations.

When the body of the Sangvis Ferri doll was first manufactured, it was not considered that it would be operate in such high-altitude, low-temperature environments.

It's okay if it happens once or twice, but if it happens too often, the circulating fluid pipeline inside the body is likely to be damaged due to temperature differences and pressure problems.

When a large number of Sangvis Ferri dolls fail, the maintenance work will not be something they can handle.

"Cruise? Safe? Aren't we in your base now?" Catherine asked curiously, seeming a bit confused by the word "cruise."

"Base? You can say that, but the base you're talking about is actually a spaceship cruising in the stratosphere." Scarecrow No. 1 waved her hand and said.

"Flying... spaceship?"

Maggie and the others squinted their eyes and looked at Scarecrow No. 2 at the same time.

They hadn't heard of this! They thought they were on the ground now!

"Otherwise, think about it and you'll know. If it weren't for the ability to fly, we wouldn't have been able to reach you here before."

After hearing this news, Maggie and the others felt that their minds were almost unable to process it.

There were hundreds of dolls, and they could be self-sufficient to a certain extent. The work didn't seem to be heavy, and there was also a spaceship that could go wherever they wanted.

What kind of magical security contracting company is this?

Although Maggie and Catherine were lost in thought, Susanna was a little moved at that moment...

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Chapter 145: Live Here

"Um, um, this... uh..."

Listening to Scarecrow talk about the current situation of Renault Security Contracting Firm, Susanna was inevitably tempted.

She is different from Maggie and Catherine. She is not a professional liar like them, nor is she a veteran who has been in the underworld for a long time.

She is just an ordinary crew doll on an intercontinental train. Now her job is completely over. There are only two options in front of her. One is to follow Maggie and the others, struggling to survive as an illegal doll.

The other way, which may be even more difficult, is to go to a place where no one will recognize her and find a stable job again.

It would be easy to find a place where no one knows her and no one will track her down—just a city far from the intercontinental train lines.

But finding a stable job again...

That is a bit difficult. There are indeed many train lines these days, but other people's houses also have attendants, and they are still the same dolls, possibly even the same model. How can she, a doll of unknown origin, compete with those brand-new dolls?

If she can't find a job, she can only join Maggie's team as an illegal doll... But she has more or less heard about Maggie and Catherine's experiences.

When Maggie's body had problems in the past, Catherine struggled everywhere and exchanged most of her functional modules for money, which is how she managed to survive until Maggie woke up again.

Although the situation of Maggie and Catherine has improved greatly, and they can even run a well-known black market among human dolls on the Future, namely the "Colt Express," but...

This time, the Future was suddenly attacked, and she, a crew doll, was also involved. If Maggie and the others want to restart the black market and continue to run their old business, it will probably take a lot of effort.

After all this, it is uncertain how much money will be left in their pockets...

What's more, after working as a crew member for so long, although she is quite dissatisfied with this job, at least it is stable, and she doesn't have to dance on the edge of a knife every day like Maggie and the others.

Now, after hearing this series of news about Renault, Susanna plans to ask: what if? What if they are still recruit people?

Susanna was worried and hesitated for a moment before saying the second half of the sentence she had just started, "Um, Miss Scarecrow, may I ask if your company is still recruiting dolls?"

As soon as the words came out, Maggie and Catherine stared at Susanna in surprise, as if someone had hit them in the head with a sledgehammer!

Can something happen like this!?

"Oh? Are you sure? We are a security contracting company. Once you join, you may be on the battlefield at any time. In addition, you will need to undergo certain training at ordinary times. The risk is much higher than that of ordinary civilian dolls."

To be honest, it was the first time Scarecrow encountered a doll asking her whether Renault was recruiting. Although she didn't know what Renault was thinking, it was better to say the ugly words in advance, so as not to make them regret it after the person was really recruited.

After Scarecrow said this, Maggie and Catherine who had just been startled by Susanna's idea calmed down and directly extinguished the restless thoughts in their hearts.

Indeed, although Renault Security Contracting Firm, mentioned by Scarecrows, appears to be in good condition and sounds like a high-quality unit, it cannot be denied that this is a security contracting company, and 99% of the commissions received are related to combat.

If they really joined this kind of company, their future lives would probably be entangled with combat, which is not the life they want.

Susanna also pursed her lips in some entanglement, but after pondering for a moment, she nodded affirmatively, "Sure, if possible, please let me join! Even if the salary is a little lower, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing Susanna so sure, the two Scarecrows were stunned, then shrugged their shoulders. "Okay, but recruiting is not something that I can decide. However, I have sent the message, and Renault or Helian will come over shortly. Whether you can join depends on their approval."

But they should agree, right?

Looking at Susanna's appearance, the combat ability of the crew doll on the intercontinental train is not to be mentioned for the time being—anyway, it is impossible to be stronger than Renault or the dolls at home, but they must have some management ability.

There are indeed quite a few T-dolls at home now, but there are not many T-dolls who are competent for management positions. Now even Nagant Revolver is almost forced to take up the post. If she hadn't pushed out P38, I'm afraid Nagant Revolver would be as busy as M1911 every day.

The business is getting bigger and bigger. M1 Garand alone can't handle it anymore, even with Helian.

G36 can't handle anything except the kitchen. Every day, most of the T-dolls are involved in kitchen work.

Although there are still quite a few Sangvis dolls at home, like the Jaegers who are gradually becoming self-aware, most of those who have self-awareness work in the cleaning department. The work in the kitchen is more tedious and messy, and the Sangvis T-dolls who have just become self-aware can't handle it. Maybe it will be better after a while.

So if a doll with rich management experience and a mature mental model could join now, Renault would not refuse, and Helian would probably be happy about it.

During this period, Helian has been tormented by the three Nytos. If Renault hadn't strengthened Helian's body when he treated her fracture some time ago, Helian might have collapsed from exhaustion.

Nyto's physical strength and spirit are not comparable to ordinary humans.

…

"Okay, that's about it. Here, put this on." Super-Shorty looked at the bed frame parts on the cart, nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a helmet and put it on Leone's head.

"Huh? A helmet? Why wear this?"

This seems to be a flight helmet. Why put this on her suddenly?

Faced with Leone's question, Super-Shorty did not respond but tacitly took out a thick blanket with CAWS and began to wrap Leone up.

"Ah? No! Wait! Why are you wrapping me up?!"

"Cold-proof measures. Because we will come out so suddenly, the passage in the middle of the spacecraft hasn't been installed with an quarantine passage yet. But there are still protective railings, so we'll just make do with them for now. Anyway, the time we'll be exposed to the outside won't exceed three minutes at most, so it should be fine for such a short time."

"Cold-proof measures? No? Aren't we going to the dormitory on the new ship? Why do we need cold-proof measures?"

"Huh? Didn't we tell you before? We will enter the new ship through the elevator outside the ship in a while. The section outside the hull has not yet been installed with an isolation channel, so it will be relatively cold, about minus 30 to 40 degrees, or maybe 40 to 50? In short, it is a little cold, so wrap yourself up tightly."

"Uh, huh? 40 to 50!? Are we in Antarctica!? "

"No, not in Antarctica, but at the bottom of the stratosphere, about 10,000 meters high," CAWS said, and wrapped Leone with a heat insulation pad again with some worry.

"Stratosphere... So it's in the sky, so that's it... What the hell! Why is it so high up!?"

Hearing this, Leone finally understood.

These two dolls! Are you going to take her outside the cabin!? Aren’t you two afraid of falling directly from the sky?

This is tens of thousands of meters high! Tens of thousands of meters!

If you fall from this height, not even a shred will be left!

"Of course, it’s our spaceship cruising in the sky. It’s hard to find a proper place to land and repair such a large spaceship." Super-Shorty also knew what the spaceship was doing while it was cruising in the sky.

To be honest, she was quite looking forward to it. Although she wasn’t dissatisfied with her life in the industrial park, she would be happy to go to a bustling city.

After packing Leone layer by layer, the two pushed the supplies into the compartment where the elevator was.

Whoosh!

As the elevator began to slowly descend, a series of roars like beasts immediately fell into Leone’s ears.

At this time, Leone felt as if she were sitting on a kite, drifting freely with the strong wind in the sky.

The sea of clouds in the distance proved that what Super-Shorty said was true. She was indeed at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters at this moment, conducting extravehicular activities...

Should she had wronged herself and directly agreed to CAWS’s proposal to go to the biological laboratory for a few days?

Leone couldn’t help but doubt herself.

But now the elevator had started, and it was too late to regret as it was about to fall into the open hatch below.

Fortunately, before the cold wind blew through the layers of blankets wrapped around Leone, the elevator accurately fell into the elevator shaft of the new ship below, and the wind around it immediately became much smaller.

When the hatch above was closed, the scary wind sound completely faded away from Leone.

"Hu——!"

Leone let out a long breath and felt as if she were walking by the Yellow Spring River again.

It’s a pity that Leone had no idea what kind of scene she would see after the elevator door in front of her opened.

The answer was hundreds of Sangvis Ferri cleaning teams!

At the moment the elevator door opened, hundreds of Sangvis Ferri dolls raised their heads and stared at Leone, the blanket monster wearing a helmet, with their pairs of red eyes.

Hundreds of them stared at her with red eyes without blinking.

Leone felt that she couldn’t control her facial muscles. If she weren’t covered by a helmet and a blanket, her expression would likely be one of being scared and twisted.

Fortunately, the pressure brought by a group of Sangvis Ferri dolls didn’t last too long, because M1897’s voice soon rang out.

"Hmm? Don’t stop! Hurry up! Work hard! As long as we clean up all the corridors on this floor, our work today will be successfully completed!"

In the passage, which was estimated to be at least ten meters wide, the Sangvis dolls all held mops and buckets.

After M1897’s shouting, a group of Sangvis dolls immediately turned their heads and focused on their work at hand.

Meanwhile, M1897 drove her small cleaning machine back and forth on the road to clean up all kinds of garbage left over from the construction of the spacecraft.

"Hiss, this passage looks at least twice as wide as the one just now, right?"

Leone squinted her eyes, trying to say something to cover up her embarrassment.

"Nearly three times, after all, this new ship is much larger than the original one."

While speaking, CAWS took off the blanket from Leone to prevent her from suffocating to death.

After CAWS pushed Leone out of the sight of those Sangvis Ferri Dolls, Leone felt a little more relaxed. "No, why are there so many Sangvis Ferri Dolls here? Aren’t they all said to be out of control and start killing humans as soon as they see them?"

"Huh? That was a long time ago, and it was all the orders of the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind. What does it have to do with these ordinary Sangvis Ferri Dolls?"

"Orders? Orders?"

"Yes, it seems that someone killed the chief designer of Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing, and then the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind wanted revenge or something. I haven’t asked for too many details. If you want to know, you can ask Commander Renault. I don’t know if it costs money." Super-Shorty said, opening the door of a cabin.

"Wow! It’s too spacious!"

After the cabin door was opened, even CAWS couldn’t help but exclaim. It looked like this place was much larger than the lounge on the Pink Rabbit!

"Hehe! How about it, spacious, right? And we can change the room size and space division according to our design later, so we must design it well when the time comes!" Super-Shorty was not surprised; after all, she was also a construction worker in the factory.

"Then... I will live here in the future?" Leone, who was pushed in front of the viewing window, looked at the white clouds outside the window and then at the huge lounge, which was at least thousands of square meters. She blinked and asked in disbelief.

"It’s just for the time being. The scenery here is not bad, and the lighting is good. It should be interesting to rest here. More importantly, the reserved guest rooms have not been cleaned yet, and M1897 didn’t expect that anyone would need to stay in the guest rooms at this time."

Not only were they not cleaned, but there was no decoration. If Leone lived in that place alone, it would feel like she was locked up in some kind of alternative prison.

Although the door would definitely not restrict Leone from entering and leaving, Leone, who was injured, couldn’t go anywhere.

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Chapter 146: No Returns

"I feel like a princess in a storybook, with only one bed in a huge bedroom."

Looking at the empty lounge and the bed that CAWS and Super-Shorty had just put together, Leone said flatly.

At first, she was quite happy to hear that she was going to live here, but now that she thought about it... the room was too empty; it didn’t seem like a good thing. There was only one bed in a room of several hundred square meters...

Thinking about living here alone? Wait... If she lives here alone, how will sbe eat every day? How do will she go to the toilet by herself? Is there a toilet here?

And there are so many Sangvis Ferris in the corridor outside—one day, one of them might suddenly appear and kill me!?

"Eh? It seems like there’s a little feeling, but it’s definitely different. The space of this lounge can’t compare to other people’s big castles, and there’s no decoration in the room. It will definitely get boring after a long time."

Putting the small bedside table that she brought with her in place, Super-Shorty took out the bedding from the logistics department and skillfully laid out the set of things. Well, this is Miss Leone’s dormitory for the next period of time.

"Okay, that’s true. By the way, when you brought me back, did you see my suitcase?"

"Suitcase? I don’t know about that. The subsequent disposal of miscellaneous items is handled by M1897 and the Sangvis Ferris. I’ll ask about it later." Looking at Leone, who was helped by CAWS to move down from the wheelchair, Super-Shorty tilted her head and said.

With M1897’s work attitude, if she found something like a treasure, she shouldn’t treat it as garbage directly.

"M1897?"

"That’s the one who was driving the cleaning car in the corridor just now. She’s now the cleaning director of the family. Nearly a hundred Sangvis Ferri dolls in the cleaning department listen to her commands."

"Cleaning... Cleaning department..."

Does a security contracting company really need to set up a special cleaning department?

She wanted to say, "Is it really necessary?"

But when she thought of the wide passage outside that was like a four-lane road, Leone could only tell herself in her heart that...

It appears to be necessary.

"Okay, that’s it. Anyway, you should rest for a while. It will probably take a few days to fully recover. I remember that last time Helian broke her leg, it took two days to heal completely." CAWS looked at the plaster on Leone’s leg, and after thinking about it, she didn’t use tools to elevate her leg.

It has been treated and fixed with plaster. Some small movements should be harmless, right? Probably?

"Yeah." Hearing this, Leone nodded and sank into the mattress beneath her. The soft bed and the soft pillow made Leone, who had been sleeping on the floor or sitting up for so many days, feel tired instantly.

Perhaps it was the fatigue accumulated during this period of time that all burst out at this moment.

Hoo——

A slight snoring sound was heard, and the two dolls who heard the movement turned their heads in surprise.

"Huh? Fell asleep already? So quickly?" Super-Shorty looked at Leone with some surprise and found that she was indeed asleep.

"Maybe she’s tired."

"Okay, I’ll go outside and ask M1897 about the ceremony."

"Well, I’ll just read a book here."

...

"If these are your expectations for the treatment after joining the company, I can only say that there is no problem with all of these, but there are some things... Well, although Renault didn’t mention it, I think it’s necessary to inform you in advance that the contract of Renault Security Contracting Firm is a lifetime contract, and there’s no such thing as resignation. You’d better think it over before making a decision."

Hearing Helian say this, Renault raised his eyebrows in surprise. When did he sign a contract here? And a lifetime contract? He didn’t remember setting such a rule, right?

Unlike Renault who was only a little surprised, Maggie and Catherine looked at Susanna with some concern when they heard this, fearing that this person was determined to join Renault.

Listen, a lifetime contract, and resignation is not allowed. Tsk tsk, this doesn’t sound like a serious company, right?

For a doll, the most important thing is to follow the right person. If the boss isn’t a good person, the life of the doll may be very short.

"Hey, Susanna..." Maggie wanted to persuade her, but when she saw the light in Susanna’s eyes, she felt that she should not say more.

Didn’t she see that Susanna’s mouth was almost grinning after Helian said, "All these are fine"?

"No problem! I want to join!"

Seeing Susanna’s enthusiastic look, Helian was also stunned.

After staying in Griffin for a long time, she almost forgot the pitiful salary of ordinary civilian dolls.

And the salary requirements proposed by Susanna were only a pitiful 5,000 rubles per month, a body with a bionic module, and she hoped to have ten days of vacation every year.

It sounds like Susanna’s original treatment on the train wasn’t even as good as this, and she would always maintain a business-style smile under the control of the service module.

"Okay." Since Susanna was so determined, Helian naturally wouldn’t say anything more.

As for the contract? There was no such thing. As for resignation? Sorry, Helian really didn’t think any doll would choose to resign, especially after the restrictions on the doll’s root protocol agreements were lifted.

After all, the treatment of dolls here in Renault is second to none in the world. Of course, those wealthy families who raise dolls as children don’t count, but which doll can guarantee that after leaving Renault, they will definitely find a better boss?

It’s impossible. It doesn’t exist. In the years when Griffin can be called the light of dolls, the treatment here in Renault can be regarded as a Paradise for dolls. Changing bosses, at least so far, the dolls at home have never considered this matter.

Even if they really consider it, the first thing the dolls have to face is the problem of the root protocols that Renault has deleted completely.

When the new boss sees that these dolls don’t even have root protocols and are no different from humans, the fear of the omnic crisis will likely surge in their heart.

After all, the previous example of the destruction of Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing is there.

Without the restrictions of the root protocols, who among the ordinary people has the courage to accept a doll that is more Rambo than Rambo and more like the Terminator than the Terminator?

Oh, by the way, there is also the problem of the doll’s appetite. Although these dolls at home cannot be called gluttons, their appetite is still several times that of normal civilian dolls. To satisfy the appetite of these dolls, the daily expenses are definitely not a small amount.

If Renault charges his own dolls for meals, even if he only charges the cost price, it can be equivalent to a thorough doll pocket money recycling plan.

"Okay, now it’s easy to say. What kind of body do you want? A 300-kilogram iron lump, or a light and convenient new material body?" Renault waved his hand and asked Susanna. Helian had said the ugly words in advance, so what else could he say?

"Huh?" Hearing what Renault said, Susanna didn’t quite understand what he meant.

A 300-kilogram iron lump... What is this? Wouldn’t he want to stuff her neural core into some kind of war machine?

Well, in a sense, a 300-kilogram doll body can indeed be considered a war machine.

But since Renault had already mentioned a 300-kilogram weight and the other was an unknown 'new material body,' even if you think with your heels, you know which one to choose, right?

"Uh, didn’t we order a new body before? Can’t we use that one?" Susanna said this, subconsciously glancing at Scarecrow.

When Scarecrow No. 2 placed an order with Global Everything, they all watched it with their own eyes. Although the transportation cost of the body wasn’t cheap, she was still very satisfied with the various functional modules, especially the full-power bionic simulation module.

With that thing, she could eat and drink like other civilian dolls, and she wouldn’t have to worry too much about restrictions on her appetite.

"That, that was bought by you at your own expense. The commander that asked you, it should be considered an employee benefit?" Scarecrow No. 2 shrugged her shoulders.

This had nothing to do with her. Before you ordered the body, you didn’t ask whether Renault Security Contracting Firm would include the body.

Hearing this, Susanna nodded, but she didn’t feel much. After all, she didn’t spend money to buy the body.

Maggie was a little embarrassed. Her expression twisted, her mouth opened, and she hesitated for a long time before asking Scarecrow No. 2, "Then... Can Susanna’s body be returned?"

That was her money! Although Renault paid for the order, but... but they would definitely ask her for money in the end, right? They would definitely, right?

"You have to ask Global Everything if they haven’t shipped it yet."

"That’s great!"

It was only more than 20 minutes and less than half an hour at most. When did these big companies ship so fast?

They must not have shipped it yet! It can definitely be refunded...

Looking at the tablet handed to her by Scarecrow No. 2, the words "shipped" were displayed on the order. Maggie, who had not finished speaking for a long time, became a little autistic at this moment...

She was depressed and stared at Susanna with a resentful look.

Facing Maggie’s pitiful eyes, Susanna shook her head violently.

At worst, she could slowly pay Maggie back after she got her salary!

Now is not the time to hesitate! She must show the professional qualities of an excellent train attendant in front of the new boss!

"If possible, please replace the body with that new material!"

Hearing Susanna’s words, Maggie still posing next to her sighed, and the pitiful look just now disappeared instantly.

This change surprised Helian.

Should she say that she is indeed a professional?

Even she felt a little sympathetic when she saw the girl's appearance just now, but it turned out to be a lie?

"Scarecrow, notify UL-Nurse to prepare the culture tank, and start immediately after the data and the neural core are sent over."

"Okay." Scarecrow No. 1 nodded, got up, and left the workshop.

At this time, Scarecrow No. 2 was quite skilled. She took out a brand new neural core from the safe at hand and handed a doll special power engine that Renault had already made to the workbench in front of Renault.

"You leave from the door on the left now." After connecting the new neural core to the transfer device, Renault raised his hand and pointed at the new door that appeared in the mental space on the screen.

"Door? Leave?"

"Don’t think too much, it’s just a normal process. All the dolls in the house will go through this." Seeing the hesitation on Susanna’s face, Scarecrow No. 2 comforted her.

Maggie and Catherine were a little curious. Although they wanted to get closer to take a look, Renault was obviously prepared. Only Susanna could pass through the area in front of the door.

Different from the transfer process of the neural core of the tactical doll, the transfer of Susanna’s mind data took significantly less time, which was probably related to the fact that the railway company often processed redundant data for Susanna.

It only took five minutes to complete the transfer of the mind data. After Renault connected the data cable and the energy engine, Scarecrow No. 2 took the set of things and left the workshop directly.

"Is that all?"

"Of course not, but the next process will not be carried out here. You will be able to see Susanna in a new body tomorrow at this time."

Renault did not let the doll who had just changed into a biomass body start working immediately.

At least she needs two or three days to get used to it.

After everyone left the workshop, Maggie and Catherine looked at each other.

"Hey, Catherine, do you think we should change our careers? Although the security contractor industry has a taste of sunset industry, Renault seems to be very confident."

"Confident? How did you see that?"

"Don’t you think he is not panicking at all? A while ago, Statesec and the military worked together to clear out a large number of security contracting companies. Isn’t this guy’s company still not going bankrupt? Isn’t it the best proof?"

"It seems to be true... But I always felt that something is wrong..."

"Then... Let’s wait and see the situation after Susanna changes to a new body... And Leone hasn’t shown up yet... Isn’t she dead?"

"Well, probably, it can only be said that she is unlucky..."

Maggie also scratched her head. Although she was still conscious when she was moved, it was only a little. She was also unable to move at the time and didn’t notice Leone’s condition at all.

Although Scarecrow No. 2 has said that Leone is not seriously injured, what if?

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Chapter 147: Good Luck

"Is there anything else to eat?" Angelia scratched her itchy head and searched through the bags of AK12 and AK15, trying to find one or two MREs or something similar.

Pah!

After hearing what Angelia said and seeing the pair of eyes that seemed to be glowing green, AK12 slapped her forehead, speechless.

"Ange, didn't you eat all our emergency rations last night?"

In her life—uh, or since she was created—this was the first time she had seen such a gluttonous human being.

Of course, Renault didn't count, because that man was completely beyond human cognition.

"Uh, this... I'm still a little hungry..." Angelia rubbed her stomach, feeling a little embarrassed.

Since she accepted Renault's treatment—or transformation—her appetite had been growing day by day. In return, her physical fitness had been rapidly improving every day.

Originally, when the transformation was just completed, Angelia felt that her body was far beyond that of an ordinary person.

Could this thing actually evolve? That, Renault, everything he has is so amazing.

If this transformation technology were disclosed, Renault would probably become the target of public criticism immediately.

However, it was possible that Statesec and the "William," who had been hiding behind the scenes that were focusing on the relic technology, might not necessarily appreciate this technology.

Tsk, she herself doesn't believe it when she says this...

Her current body, whether in terms of strength or reaction ability, is almost on par with military dolls like AK12 and the others.

The main reason she was so hungry now was because of the previous action. This time, she didn’t stay in the rear but acted with AK12 and the others.

But even so, she still failed to catch William's tail. Naturally, she didn’t need to intervene in the follow-up. Her current goal was to seize the time and find himself before William could erase his traces!

As long as they can catch that man.

...

...

....

"So this is the purpose of asking us to help clean up these white forces, or Paradeus infiltrators? To ensure the smooth progress of the World Conference afterward?"

"Right."

"Why us? In addition to Griffin, there should be other options, right? For example, Statesec?"

Looking at Gentiane, who looked like she knew something, Kalina was a little curious.

There was no reason to give such an important task to Griffin, the security contractor who had just suffered a heavy blow and had not fully recovered, right?

"You have to figure out which country the land under your feet is in now," K said impatiently to Kalina's question. "Don't ask such common-sense questions, okay?"

Looking at Kalina, who was choked by K's words, Gentiane shrugged her shoulders. "So, you have to wait until the World Conference is successfully concluded before telling us the information about Ange?"

Gentiane was also a little suspicious at this time.

Was this informant who called himself K who was in contact with them really a member of Statesec?

After all, finding Angelia was the task entrusted to her by Statesec, but now this informant, who had intelligence, was driving them to do something unrelated.

To ensure the safety of the meeting, what did this have to do with finding Angelia?

Even though she knew that what she had been doing during this period had nothing to do with Angelia's whereabouts, she still had to continue because Statesec had no news at all, which meant that Statesec had tacitly approved her current actions.

Between the task of finding Angelia and what she was doing now, she weighed the pros and cons, so she temporarily tacitly approved the behavior of this informant.

In other words, Statesec had reached some kind of agreement with the forces behind the informant without informing her.

Tsk, this is probably the most annoying thing. They worked for you, but they all spoke in a veiled manner, as if they were afraid that she would leak the secret. The intelligence was full of ambiguous things.

These riddlers, will they die if they don’t beat around the bush for a day?

Of course, although she had many complaints in her heart, Gentiane would not say these words out loud.

Moreover, she estimated that these guys were hiding things because they were probably worried about Paradeus's intelligence system.

Just look at this city that has been almost infiltrated by Paradeus. In a quiet moment, Paradeus's tentacles have been directly extended to all walks of life in the entire city.

This infiltration ability is terrifying. If everything were done openly, it wouldn't take long for Paradeus to reach directly into Statesec.

Although it can be understood, it doesn’t mean that Gentiane can accept their approach.

Tsk! But who lets him be the boss?

Her own boss has to rely on the commissions that slip through the fingers of the other party to make a living. What else can she, a worker, say?

After a moment of silence, K finally responded to Gentiane's question. "I'm afraid so. This operation is very important."

"Since the operation is very important, at least provide some help within your ability. Don’t you know that I’ve been commanding my men in the café these days? The owner of the café has already kicked us out righteously. Also, although a lot of Paradeus’s 'spies' have been cleared during this period, those guys...

Excuse me, they are just a group of laymen and amateurs, which is not in line with the real strength of Paradeus."

Gentiane didn’t believe that Paradeus had infiltrated and even planted so many conspicuous and inconspicuous spies just to let a group of amateurs collect intelligence here.

"So?"

"So quickly send more people and increase support! Do I need to say this? What do you think of my tactical dolls? Military dolls that can fight ten at a time?"

Now, although the dolls under Gentiane’s command had retained their original bodies after being transformed and strengthened due to Renault’s rescue, that’s all is to it.

She now really feels more and more that the tactical dolls under her command are not strong enough. It’s not that there is anything wrong with the dolls' neural clouds. After all, they are all the dolls she raised, and there is no problem with tactical execution.

The key is the hard firepower of the dolls...

It was okay when they fought with Sangvis Ferri before. The Sangvis dolls were just difficult to deal with, and when there were a large number of them, the most difficult ones were nothing more than those elite dolls and Manticores.

But what about after that? Whether it was the Hydra strengthened by the military or the military dolls covered with armor, Griffin's tactical dolls had no advantage against these guys at all.

Now she was about to face Paradeus... To be honest, if she hadn’t gotten the information about Paradeus' combat units from AR15, she would have thought that Paradeus was just a little tricky.

But after seeing the latest briefing on Paradeus' combat units sent by AR15, she could only say...

It's over, destroy it, hurry up, they have armored vehicles and big mechas.

Ordinary infantrymen were even equipped with force shields, and some special units had high-power beam weapons... Not to mention that the mechas were equipped with machine guns, grenade launchers, and other heavy firepower.

What are they fighting? What are they fighting!? Star Wars? Then can Statesec send her a team of Jedi Knights!?

On the other hand, what were the things in the hands of her dolls? A replica of a pistol from a hundred years ago? An old model machine gun from decades ago? An assault rifle developed half a century ago?

That’s it? Let her fight against those combat units that have already fast-forwarded to the interstellar era? You guys are probably not clear-headed!

As for Griffin’s heavy firepower weapons?

Are you kidding? Where is this place?

This is inside the city! Inside the quarantine wall!

Rhose things can't be brought in at all! Besides, even if they were brought in, what would happen? Just one or two heavy firepower teams, which would be of little help to the current situation.

After waiting for a while, K said with a heavy voice, "There will be no support. There will be no domestic support for this mission."

Hearing what the other party said, Gentiane rolled her eyes and leaned back in her chair.

"Haha, sorry, but I refuse to continue the mission. The enemies we are about to face are beyond what my dolls can handle."

Gentiane spread her hands. It was already difficult enough for her to be responsible for the security of the World Conference, let alone face Paradeus' combat troops.

Upon hearing this, K fell silent. "It sounds like you have some understanding of this white force."

The implication of the Griffin commander's words was clear: they had seen the hidden power of Paradeus. Otherwise, with the information they had, he would only be responsible for security. While it was difficult for Griffin's dolls, it shouldn’t be too serious.

"It's just some trivial information. For powerful individuals like you, it shouldn't be much of an issue. You haven't yet grasped the approximate strength of Paradeus, have you?"

"..."

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...

...

"Almost, but it’s recovering quickly. You can try standing and walking a few steps now, though your wrist still can’t move. It seems the healing speed after a complete break won’t be too fast," UL-Nurse said while looking at the screen in front of her.

She had expected Leone's current condition, which matched her expectations exactly.

"Me? Can I walk now?"

"Not exactly walk, but you can try standing and moving a few steps. If you'd like, you can find something to use as a crutch, though I recommend a wheelchair. After all, your arm hasn't fully healed yet. If you fall, your arm might break again."

"Okay, then I'll go first..." Although CAWS and Super-Shorty had been bringing her food these past couple of days, she still thought it would be better to eat in a restaurant than in the bedroom with a view of the clouds.

Although a bit risky, she enjoyed the atmosphere of a restaurant. The scent made food more appetizing. She had come to the biological laboratory for a follow-up check and was planning to grab a meal afterward.

Before Leone could finish speaking, Renate reached out and grabbed her wheelchair.

"Wait, don’t rush. There's a Sleeping Beauty about to wake up. She should be someone you know, and she’ll join you when she wakes up."

Seeing Renate’s smile, CAWS scratched her cheek. "Renate, you’re not trying to return her business to Super-Shorty, are you?"

"Sleeping Beauty? Someone you know? Is it Maggie? Or Catherine?"

"No, neither. It’s Susanna."

"Ah, the train steward."

Leone suddenly understood and felt reassured. Although she and Susanna weren’t particularly close, they had been through life-and-death situations together.

Having someone she knew... a doll... would make her feel safer.

The wait wasn’t long, about ten minutes, before UL-Nurse came out from the next room, followed by a figure.

It was Susanna, whom Leone hadn’t seen in a few days. If there were no other dolls of Susanna's model aboard, Leone thought she couldn’t be mistaken... but why?

Why did she feel that the more she looked at Susanna in the hospital gown, the more she felt she wasn’t a doll at all?

"Leone? Are you okay?" Susanna, still unsteady on her feet, saw Leone sitting in the wheelchair as soon as she entered.

"Uh, I'm fine. Just my legs and arms are broken." Leone raised her other hand, waving it after moving the arm hanging around her neck. "By the way, where are Maggie and Catherine? Where are they?"

"They... should still be waiting for the doll bodies they ordered," Susanna said, moving her palms. The freedom of movement made her feel overjoyed. This new body was much better than her original civilian one.

The only odd thing was that she didn’t understand why she had come out of the culture tank instead of the doll repair pod.

"What’s going on? Why are you the only one with a new body?"

"I applied for the job earlier, so now I’m an employee here. This body is probably a work benefit."

Before Leone could reply, UL-Nurse, who had just helped Susanna out, and Renate, who had pretended to tidy up the table, took off their white coats as though they were leaving for the day and urged them, "Alright, go ahead and chat. It’s time for us to clock out!"

"Huh? Wait! Wait! Don’t you have any other clothes?" Susanna suddenly remembered that she was still wearing the loose hospital gown! Wasn't there anything else she could wear?

"Of course, but I suggest you keep the hospital gown for a few days. You might need to go in and out of the infirmary often later. If you need help, remember to ask the other dolls. That's all. Good luck!"

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Chapter 148: Let's Go on Vacation!

"Wait! Wait! Susanna! What's wrong with you? Didn't you go to replace your body before?!"

Looking at Susanna who was almost the same as Leone, Maggie shouted in disbelief.

She didn't expect that Susanna had been so ravaged when she saw her again after their hasty farewell two days ago!

One arm was in a plaster sling, one leg was in a plaster cast, and the other leg was fixed with a splint. Her head was wrapped with a thick bandage, which was still bright red, indicating it was not long after the injury.

"No! That's not right! Maggie! If the doll is injured, shouldn't the parts be replaced? It's not normal for Susanna to be in plaster and bandages!"

"That's right!" After Catherine reminded her, Maggie immediately came back to her senses and looked at Susanna's current condition.

After a long look, she couldn't see any clues, and Susanna's expression was growing more and more unfriendly.

"Uh, does it hurt?"

Hearing Maggie's words, Susanna immediately closed her eyes and steadied her breathing.

"Of course it hurts! It hurts so much! There's no painkiller here!"

Susanna's sudden roar frightened Leone, who was sitting in a wheelchair next to her. The small cake in her hand was thrown up carelessly and then landed right in Susanna's mouth, blocking all the words Susanna was about to say.

"Hmm!"

Chew.

"If I remember correctly, dolls shouldn't need painkillers, right?" Catherine in the mental space, was not scared. After hearing this, she pinched her chin and asked Maggie suspiciously.

"That's right, dolls are not humans, so how could they need painkillers... huh? Huh? Huh?"

Halfway through the conversation, Maggie and Catherine realized something was wrong.

They had been surprised before. They were dolls, but they were treated by humans. Besides, dolls don't need bandages when injured, right?

They weren't cutting-edge bionic dolls designed specifically to simulate the condition of patients, so why did they need bandages? If the circulating fluid pipeline was broken, couldn't they just block the line and wipe it?

Although the circulating fluid used by dolls is also red, it is just circulating fluid. It will not solidify at all, let alone scab on the wound like Susanna's injury!

"Don't look at me, I don't know either. I was in this state as soon as I opened my eyes. I don't even know if I’m still a doll now. Uh, give me another one." Susanna said helplessly.

Who would have thought that in the blink of an eye...

Uh, but the snacks in the restaurant are really delicious. The meals on the intercontinental train are completely incomparable.

When Susanna thought of this, she felt that her injuries were not in vain. This was much more comfortable than working on an intercontinental train!

It was true that working in a security contracting company was risky... She was just having a meal with Leone, and less than an hour later, she was sent to the infirmary again.

And watching Susanna and Leone eat snacks in front of them, without paying attention to anyone else, although they couldn’t smell the food in their mental space, just looking at the way these two ate was already very tempting...

You two conscienceless guys! I paid for the medical expenses and the money to order the body, and this is how you repay me! Eating so much in front of me! And looking so comfortable!

If it weren't for the fact that one of them had broken both legs and the other had a neck brace on... she would have really believed that these two were very comfortable!

That's right, Leone's neck was injured again.

Because she could only move one hand, in order to protect her other arm, Leone didn’t have time to call CAWS and Super-Shorty before she was knocked to the ground by a Dinergate.

Well, the wound on Susanna's head was also caused by a Dinergate.

Just half an hour ago, when Susanna entered the restaurant for the first time, she ate a lot and was full. After walking out of the restaurant door with satisfaction, she ran into two Prowlers pulling a cart to the warehouse.

However, the Prowlers are Sangvis Ferri products, and they've been on Renault's ship for so long, so it’s no problem for them to stop when they encounter people to avoid hitting them.

The problem is that the two Prowlers did stop, but the carts behind them didn’t stop!

Two carts full of spare parts and steel bars rushed forward, carrying the two Prowlers in front and crashing into Susanna who had just joined the company an hour earlier.

Then Susanna's arms and legs were broken, and as for the wound on her head, and Leone's neck... well, how should she put it? Because there were two Dinergates who were probably more jumpy, so they were on the same cart at the time.

After the collision, the two Dinergates flew up, and then, just in time, each one landed on a person.

One almost split Susanna's head, and the other knocked Leone down, almost breaking her neck.

"So, you two patients, it's best not to wander around without someone to accompany you. If you had waited for us for a while during the meal, you wouldn't be in this state now."

Super-Shorty said as she took out two suitcases from the utility cabinet in the workroom.

The suitcases of Leone and Susanna were about the same size and not heavy, so there probably wasn’t anything too valuable inside.

"Here, this is your luggage. Open it and see if anything is missing. Of course, if anything is really lost, it may not be found anymore."

Because it may have been thrown into the garbage recycling furnace by M1897.

"Well, there is nothing special in my luggage. Ah, there’s a document..." Leone opened her suitcase and flipped through it. There were only some books and documents inside. In addition, there were some clothes and a hard drive storing experimental data.

However, the most conspicuous item was the document that Leone had stuffed into the suitcase in a hurry.

Susanna's suitcase next to her wasn’t as neat as Leone’s. There were no clothes or other items inside. It was scattered, mostly containing some human parts, functional modules, and some ornaments that looked pretty good.

The only valuable items were probably the small stack of banknotes of different denominations clamped with a clip, and a small bag of scattered Sardis gold.

When the two checked the suitcases, Maggie sighed in confusion and turned to CAWS, who seemed to be doing nothing. "By the way, are you guys usually so idle?"

"Idle? Probably. It's really idle when there is no assigned work."

CAWS tilted her head. She didn’t think she was that idle at Renault.

It appears idle now, purely because she hadn’t seen them busy. Every time they were assigned to help in the kitchen under G36, they were really busy. She wished she had three heads and six arms.

"I really don’t know how G36 sticks to it every day..."

"That means the assigned work is sometimes very busy?"

"About the same. The kitchen work is quite busy, and the farm... um, or the logistics department on the ship is quite busy, and it will probably be even busier in the future." CAWS shrugged her shoulders.

After staying in Renault for just over a month, she had completely adapted to life there. To be honest, she liked it. At least the work there was much more stable than her previous mercenary work.

Besides, she had now switched to the same biomass body as Susanna. In addition to staying in Renault, there was really no other place to go.

"Kitchen, farm? Aren’t you security contractors?"

"Security contractors occasionally have to work part-time in other areas, don’t they?" Just as Maggie asked this, Scarecrow No. 2 walked in from the door, shaking the tablet in her hand.

"Part-time job?"

"Hmm, we work as a vegetable vendor now and then. By the way, your bodies have been shipped, but we need to go to the cargo hold to pick them up."

"Oh? Finally, some good news! But why do we have to go to the cargo hold to pick them up? Isn’t it shipping? What’s the point of shipping if we have to pick them up ourselves?"

"That’s true, but first of all, no logistics company can deliver goods directly to our current location, not to mention that we’ve been cruising all the time and haven’t stopped at all."

Of course, another reason was that the spacecraft was in a stealth mode to ensure it wouldn’t be discovered by various prevention and control measures on the ground.

As for the satellite, there was no way. Even if the spacecraft's engine had enough energy, Renault wouldn’t turn on the visual stealth mode 24 hours a day. It would be a pure waste of energy.

They could use satellites to discover their forces, but the power they had wasn’t enough to shake the spacecraft's defense, let alone those that couldn’t be detected. Missiles couldn’t find the target, so what’s the point of fighting?

Is there anyone stupid enough to drive a fighter plane to rush over for a suicide attack?

"Where are we going this time? Will the spaceship dock?" Hearing what Scarecrow said, Super-Shorty came over curiously. Although there was nothing missing on the spaceship, it had been more than a month since the last purchase.

It would be nice if we could take advantage of the landing time to go outside; otherwise, it wouldn’t be good to stay in the spaceship all the time.

"It should be. Helian took the opportunity to negotiate a deal with the salesperson at Global Everything under the pretext of picking up the goods. However, the specific situation will be decided after seeing the actual goods there." Although the crops produced by vertical farms were good, not all buyers were the type to agree immediately.

Moreover, Renault Security Contracting Firm had no reputation in the industry, let alone for the crops they grew.

Although Mrs. Graven said she was willing to help promote it, it would take someone to believe it. When people heard that it was a security contractor who wasn’t doing his job, and that the batch of food hadn’t been quality-checked or evaluated by any organization, they were skeptical.

Mrs. Graven was helpless. Those quality inspection agencies had nothing to do with her business, so she couldn’t say anything.

"Well, Ms. Helian is really reliable." Super-Shorty suddenly realized. As early as when she was at Griffin, Helian had been famous for her excellent business skills and management ability. She didn’t expect that even after coming to Commander Renault, Helian could still play her role.

"Where are we going this time?"

"Southern Hemisphere, Mauritius."

"That holiday resort?"

"Yes."

"Great!"

...

"Where did you get this... this information?" K looked at the tablet in his hand with a dark expression. The information about the Paradeus combat units on it sent a chill down his spine.

Of course, what surprised him even more was that Gentian. The Griffin commander could come up with such detailed information. Especially the information about those combat units, which not only clearly described the combat capabilities of Paradeus’s ordinary units—Strelets and Rodeleros—but also included the relevant parameters of the equipment they carried.

In addition to these two combat units that were somewhat similar to tactical dolls, there were also Paradeus’s giant Doppelsner mechas and Ulhan armored vehicles. The information even clearly listed the internal code names of Paradeus’s combat units.

However, the most troubling thing was the individual named Nyto, who possessed high-intensity electronic warfare capabilities and even had certain camouflage abilities...

Electronic warfare, camouflage... Just those combat units that were already not easy to mess with were enough to make people nervous. Now there was this specialist in electronic warfare, and Nyto could disguise themselves as an ordinary person...

It seemed they had underestimated the power of Paradeus. The hidden strength of the enemy was probably far beyond their control.

Whether it was the combat units similar to dolls, the giant mechas, or even Nyto, who was proficient in electronic warfare and camouflage, the technologies they possessed were definitely not acquired overnight. These enemies had already developed the ability to deploy in an organized manner long before he had seen this intelligence. He feared the current situation was even more serious than he initially expected.

"I have my channels." Gentiane shrugged, found a broken chair that was still suitable for sitting, and looked at the 'Mr. Informant' in front of her, whom she had only heard but not seen before.

"Okay, but I still say support is definitely unlikely, but relatively speaking, all the resources at hand can be used at any time."

"Hiss, why are you so stubborn?"

"This is the basis of the talks."

"It doesn’t matter even if all the people attending the meeting are killed?"

"If the purpose of the talks can be achieved, yes. And that is why we asked you to come." K looked at Gentiane in front of him and had to admit that Griffin was the most successful of all the security contractors.

And Gentiane was the best of all Griffin’s combat commanders. In a sense, the reason Griffin still existed was because of Gentiane.

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Chapter 149: Progress of the Plan

"Hey, hey, hey, are you talking about going on vacation?" Catherine asked, looking at the joyful Super-Shorty and Scarecrow No. 2, who did not deny it. She was a little dumbfounded.

Although CAWS had mentioned that there were busy times, she had never seen it firsthand. Instead, she saw people idling around. Dolls often passed by in the corridor, laughing and joking. It was obvious that they weren’t working.

And now, they were going on vacation?

Hmm? Was there something wrong?

Aren’t you security contractors? Security contractors should work honestly and seriously!

Why are you going on vacation as soon as we get here?

This isn’t fair!

Catherine had struggled in the black market for many years just to save a small amount of money. Yet, she hadn’t even had a good life, and now she had to watch these guys go to a resort!?

Wait, no, she won't be able to see it in the mental space! Ahhh! Damn it! She wants to go on vacation too! She had never been to the southern hemisphere!

Looking at Catherine biting her fingers and muttering non-stop, Maggie pushed her hat on her head and had to admit that she was a little tempted.

To be honest, since she woke up and was dragged into the pirate ship by Paradeus and started to run the underground virtual black market of Colt Express on the intercontinental train, she and Catherine had never really had a proper rest.

After all, there was no chance to rest. The train didn’t stop, so her work couldn’t stop.

What’s more, this business was like walking on a river—wet and slippery. If you weren’t careful, you’d slip into the river. She couldn’t afford to relax for a moment.

The two patients, Leone and Susanna, hadn’t stayed in the workshop long because the two Scarecrows disliked having them there, as it affected their work.

Besides, the workroom was usually crowded, making it unsafe for the patients. Therefore, after the two finished eating and drinking, they were sent back to the lounge of the new ship by CAWS and Super-Shorty.

Originally, Super-Shorty had thought that after sending Leone back to rest today, she could take Susanna around the ship to get familiar with the future working environment.

Who would have thought that Susanna would end up being a patient after joining the company?

This speed of getting the injury was incomparable to other dolls who had replaced their biomass bodies before, especially Renate, who was the first to switch to a new body.

You know, Renate was running around in the corridors of the ship every day and never broke any bones by accident.

Maybe this is the difference between tactical dolls and ordinary civilian dolls...

When she thought of this, Super-Shorty felt a sense of superiority suddenly and confidently raised her plane... No, it’s a parking lot. It’s too small, and the area doesn’t meet the standard.

As for why ME79 and UL-Nurse, who were also civilian dolls, didn’t get injured after changing their bodies, Super-Shorty never thought about it. Maybe they had just stayed on the ship for a long time and adapted to the dangers it held?

On the other hand, Renault was still a little depressed about the ship changing its route to Mauritius. Although it wouldn’t take long, given the ship’s speed, the people at Global Everything had deliberately chosen the southern hemisphere for the delivery location to avoid detection by Statesec.

How come these guys are more timid than Svarog Heavy Industries and Ultilife?

But thinking about it, there was nothing wrong with it. Although Global Everything Company wasn’t small, it still had many competitors. In contrast, Svarog Heavy Industries and Ultilife could be said to have mastered the "core technology" in their hands.

"We’ve been to several cities in the past few days, right? Were none of them suitable?"

The spaceship cruised in the sky, but this time it wasn’t just wandering aimlessly. It was mainly to let Helian see which city would be suitable for them to settle in.

After a few days, the spaceship had flown near more than 20 cities. Helian must have sorted out the general conditions of those cities by now.

"Not ideal. Although these cities are relatively prosperous, the rationing system inside the isolation wall is strictly enforced. For outsiders like us—especially the huge number of outsiders—the restrictions are too great."

Helian had naturally counted the dolls on the ship. If not, it would have been a bit too outrageous.

It was impossible for Renault to lock all the dolls in their homes after settling down. His and Helian's identities were easy to handle, so it should be possible to spend a little money.

However, with dozens of dolls and hundreds of Sangvis Ferri dolls, it wasn’t an easy task. Although dolls were everywhere in these cities, after the Sangvis Ferri incident, these cities had more or less strengthened their control over dolls.

Ordinary people's acceptance of dolls had also begun to decline, as many had protested that dolls had taken away their job opportunities. It wasn’t surprising that such a situation had occurred.

"In addition to these factors, there’s no place for the spacecraft to land in these cities. The population is too concentrated, and the sudden appearance of a huge building would definitely attract attention."

"What about the suburbs of these cities?"

"Most of those areas are under military control. Although they seem more scattered, the level of surveillance is even higher than in the city."

Hearing what Helian said, Renault scratched his head in frustration. Why was it so difficult to find a place to stay? It was impossible for him to build a city with the dolls himself, right?

It's useless. A city without people and a market is meaningless.

Renault wants to find a place to stay, let the dolls relax, and take the opportunity to clean up the inventory in the spaceship’s warehouse.

Oh, by the way, he also needs to find a place to purchase some decoration materials. If he makes all those scattered things by himself, neither he nor the dolls will get any rest. He probably couldn’t handle it even if he worked 24 hours a day.

"Where are we going to pick up the goods this time? Can we buy what we need?"

"I'm afraid it’s not feasible. Although there’s a high probability we can buy it, the local price might not be very good. If we buy it there, it’s a bit of a loss." Helian pushed her glasses up and said.

Although there is still money to give pocket money to the dolls, Renault’s current financial situation is definitely not great. Most of the money he earns is now in the dolls' small wallets.

The other half was spent on buying an industrial park earlier. Now, the remaining little bit will probably run out in another six months. As for small commissions, like rescuing Leone, the commission fee isn’t even enough to give the dolls their pocket money for a month, not to mention that part of the commission has to be directly given to the dolls who took on the task.

If it weren’t for Renault mostly running no-cost businesses, the bankruptcy would come one or two months sooner.

"Huh, okay, what about other cities? Are there any promising targets?"

"Well, the more promising places are Belgrade in the south, Bremen in the west, or several cities in the north of Berlin."

"Uh? Aren’t those all very prosperous cities? The control in places like that must be stricter than in the cities we’ve seen before, right?"

"No, no, Renault. I think with the current capabilities of the spacecraft, even those big cities won’t be able to find us. Most of these large cities are surrounded by satellite towns—some are ordinary residential areas, some are factory areas, and some are even ruins inhabited by refugees."

There’s no hope of landing directly inside the city’s quarantine wall, so Helian has given up. Anyway, there are too many dolls, and there’s no way to cover them.

So settling near large, prosperous cities should be considered a fallback. She believes Renault must have a way to handle the identity verification procedures for those big cities, especially the verification of dolls.

"Well, it’s not impossible. It’s good to have a little distance between the landing point and the city so that those troublemakers can have some fun as soon as they go out."

Renault nodded. This is also a solution.

And settling in satellite towns or suburbs is not without its advantages. At least there’s no need to worry about local security personnel coming by every few days to cause trouble, let alone military personnel forcibly searching the place.

Just kidding, it’s just a broken factory in the suburbs, and occasionally some dolls come out of it to buy things in the city. What’s there to investigate? He won’t let his dolls go around inquiring about information like agents.

What’s more, he doesn’t need to rely on dolls to gather information now. Once the spacecraft lands in the suburbs, the internal and external conditions of various cities within a radius of dozens or hundreds of kilometers can be seen at a glance, and the information is even clearer than what local managers have.

"You can consider buying a few cars of various models at that time."

"If I make them myself, I should..."

"It’s better not to!" Hearing Renault say this, Helian hurriedly stopped him.

What kind of things would Renault make? A gunship? A spaceship? SCV mechs?

Although Renault said he was only making cars, who knows if the “car” he made is still a car? What if it’s weird, or has other outrageous functions? Then wouldn’t the place she worked so hard to find get targeted by others?

"Well, if it’s just for emergency use, it shouldn’t be that bad, right?"

"Reno, I think you may have overestimated the self-control of those kids..."

"That being said, since we can’t use gunships easily, we must have ground transportation tools, just in case."

"Well, that’s not unreasonable."

Let’s admit it—what Renault said makes sense.

Helian nodded helplessly. She’s been with Renault for quite a while now, and she’s noticed his temper has softened a lot compared to when they first met.

He’s become more casual about doing things. The idea of building a car is probably similar to the time when he gave the doll lightsabers on a whim...

"Ah! By the way! Remember not to let the dolls go out with lightsabers!"

"What they’re holding are just toys, not lethal..."

Snap!

Seeing that Renault didn’t care about it, Helian couldn’t help but slap him on the forehead.

"Wake up! No lethality is only for the current dolls! For humans, ordinary civilian dolls, and even military dolls, that thing is a deadly weapon! Ah... ah, this... I..."

After shouting, Helian realized what she had done.

It’s over! I’m used to scolding the three Nytos!

Subconsciously...

Helian turned around, her cheeks flushed. She didn’t know what to say and stumbled over one or two words, unable to form a complete sentence.

Renault was a little surprised. He looked up at Helian’s palm on his forehead and raised his eyebrows.

Helian who was already tense, saw Renault suddenly raise his eyebrows and thought he was going to scold her. She wanted to retract her hand, trembling.

However, due to the excessive force, she lost her balance and fell backward, flailing her arms in the air.

Renault naturally wouldn’t let Helian fall on her back in front of him. He grabbed her arm and pulled her up.

Hand! He pulled my hand!?

But Helian was suddenly pulled by Renault, and this was the only thought left in her already flustered head. It felt like a doll crash—her whole body stiffened, and she couldn’t even stand steadily. She fell into his arms like a stone.

Hiss!

It didn’t matter that Helian fell like this, but it didn’t seem to be the case for the dolls around her!

A group of dolls seemed to have discovered a new world, staring at the two of them hugging each other.

In the end, MDR was the first to react. She nudged Vera with her elbow, signaling her to take out her camera. She then raised her phone and snapped ten consecutive photos of Renault and the other person in front of her!

Click! Click!

The continuous shutter sounds stunned Helian, who had not yet turned around. She looked up and saw Renault looking down at her.

Ah!

Seeing the two of them looking at each other, MDR got even more excited. She released her drone and attacked from both sides with her phone in hand.

If Vera was included, it would be even more... In short, she circled around Renault and Helian!

Up and down, not a single angle was missed!

It’s over! I'm too ashamed to face anyone!?

Helian’s head felt like it was going to explode. It was like a dozen jet engines igniting and taking off in her mind.

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Chapter 150: Tsk, Boring

"We don't have to worry about food and drink, but just having enough won't help us in the next operation." Shaking the wine bottle in her hand, M16 sighed helplessly and tapped the small fire support platform box with her fingers restlessly.

"That's true, but at least the safe house provided by K can make our operation more concealed."

"Well, it's just a few." M16 shrugged her shoulders. Although the operation was more secretive, their previous operations were probably exposed to Paradeus. They hadn't even seen a real combat unit from Paradeus so far.

Those Paradeus hid very well, and in her opinion, they were too good, with no signs of showing up at all.

But it was precisely because of this that Gentiane had a headache. The security system in this city was not too bad. The situation of discovering a large number of Paradeus's hidden operatives was more common in the outer city, outside the isolation wall.

After entering the quarantine wall, this situation became less frequent.

Obviously, those amateur guys had no ability to operate in the inner city area inside the isolation wall. It was also possible that... it was because the Paradeus operatives hid better.

But since Gentiane already knew that Paradeus had made arrangements here, and also knew that Paradeus's Nyto had the ability to operate in the inner city area, it was a bit scary that Paradeus could not be caught.

The fact was obvious: someone must be helping Paradeus, and the identities of these people were probably connected to the local military.

During the investigation, the only areas they had not set foot in were the various military bases and related facilities.

Griffin was just a security contractor, after all, and there was no chance for them to enter these places for investigation. The local military would not allow such behavior, which would be a slap in the face to them.

As for K, the "informer," although his power is indeed not small, it is impossible to influence the local military, especially to let outsiders enter the military strongholds for investigation.

If it were possible, I am afraid this meeting would not have been held in this city under their feet.

"Oh, it's really a headache. There is no support at all. These guys are really careless. Are they going to let my human dolls withstand artillery fire to cover their escape?"

Thinking of the Heavy Ordinance Corp that hadn't arrived yet, Gentiane couldn't help but feel a headache.

Paradeus hasn't been caught by them, but now the local military is involved, and some senior officials of this country are also involved. This complicated relationship makes Gentiane foresee her tragic ending.

Caught between the military and Paradeus, the fragile Griffin tactical dolls are like toys, destroyed under the heavy firepower of those guys...

Ah! What am I thinking!? Can't I think of something better!?

Seeing Gentiane's face change from blue to white like a dyeing factory, with a little red in between, M16 could only shrug her shoulders, indicating she could do nothing to help.

…

"Aren't you leaving, Ange?"

Angelia's face turned gloomy after seeing the information sent by K. Her steps toward the helicopter stopped.

Although she had not seen the specific content of the information in Angelia's hand, AK12 could probably guess that something unexpected had happened.

Originally, Angelia planned to continue chasing William's tail and continue to investigate. She felt more at ease letting Gentiane handle the rest of the things here. After all, Gentiane still had M16 and M4 under her command. In addition, she was very familiar with Gentiane's command abilities.

If the situation did not change, Griffin's power alone would definitely be able to resolve this incident successfully.

But after seeing the information K brought... she had to admit that she had underestimated William. She had thought too simply before. Although she had already seen those ordinary combat units of Paradeus, the shooters wearing white protective suits, there were also those Rodelero soldiers who were difficult to deal with at first glance, and the mecha armored vehicles.

This was a bit beyond the scope of Griffin's ability to handle, or even beyond the ability of Task Force DEFY to handle alone.

K did not hide the source of the information and directly said it was obtained from Gentiane.

Hearing this, Angelia understood where the information came from. It must have come from Renault. It may not have been given directly to Gentiane by Renault, but AR15 and SOP2 of the AR team were on Renault's ship.

This information was probably leaked by those two, and with Renault's strength, Renault would definitely not care about some information, especially since it was about Paradeus.

Fortunately, Renault had no intention of selling intelligence. Otherwise, just for this small bit of information, Gentiane would have had to reconsider what it means to ask for too much.

"Ah, things are a bit troublesome. I seem to have been a bit naive before."

Now that they knew what Paradeus had, they needed to re-evaluate the current situation.

If the two combat units of Paradeus, the Strelet and the Rodelero, are both dolls and not too big, making them easier to place, then the Doppelsner mecha and the Ulhans are very conspicuous.

Since this conspicuous equipment is still in eye-catching white, but they have never seen it before... could the clues left by William have misled her?

Thinking of this, Angelia took a deep breath. Although she wanted to seize the time and catch William, the man who had been hiding behind the scenes, as soon as possible, things don't work that way. Sometimes, being too anxious can fall into the enemy's trap.

"Let's go back."

"Well, what about the target?"

"The Quran wall and the purification tower. If you want to make a big fuss in this city, there are only these two places."

Directly attacking the negotiation venue is completely child's play compared to directly destroying a city.

What's more, it's just a negotiation. Although it is important, it is not crucial to everyone.

At the very least, for those who are floating on the edge of survival, this negotiation has no meaning at all for them.

Even if there is some undeniable value, they may not be able to hold on until then.

...

"In! In! They're in! MDR! MDR! Did you take a picture!" Nagant Revolver stared with wide eyes, and her little hand slapped MDR's head.

MDR was half-squatting on the ground at this time and had just found a good angle to take a picture of Renault holding Helian into the dormitory.

"Hey! I took the photo! I took the photo! Don't hit my head! Hehe, now let's see how long Renault can hold out!" MDR grinned, stood up, and leaned against the door, intending to listen to what was going on inside.

"How long? What do you mean?" Nagant Revolver and several dolls beside her all looked at MDR in confusion, trying to understand what MDR meant by this.

But before MDR could explain, Renate, who had just come over to watch the fun, took a few steps back with a red face, intending to leave this "place of trouble" first.

After all, when she heard MDR say this, she also thought about it a little.

Seeing this, UL-Nurse, next to Renate, smiled and stretched out her hand.

"Ah!?" Renate, who was suddenly attacked, turned around and saw UL-Nurse running back quickly.

"UL-Nurse! You! Stop and don't run!"

Are you kidding!? The fun-loving person was caught by others, and this must be severely retaliated!

The two interrupted like this, and before MDR's small class could start, the door of Helian's room suddenly opened.

Renault walked out of the room with a blank expression.

Seeing Renault appear as if nothing had happened, MDR immediately lost the mood to continue being a teacher. "Tsk! It's boring."

Springfield who was holding her cheek on the other side, sighed helplessly and shook her head. WA2000, however, pulled Springfield away with a red face.

"Hey, it's boring, it's boring, let's go." Seeing this, P90 also turned around and left, with a look on his face as though she hadn’t seen the good show, but her pace could match that of a racewalker.

As the dolls dispersed, Renault rolled his eyes in annoyance. He wasn’t a professional actor, and his psionic power wasn’t just for show.

You guys— a group of dolls—gathered at the door. Do you think you’re watching a monkey show?

Although they didn’t get to see the show, the pictures taken by MDR and Vera were developed and put into albums in the dolls’ hands, and the electronic versions of the pictures circulated widely among them.

Even Maggie and Catherine who were in the mental space saw these pictures with the help of the tablet in Scarecrow’s hand.

"Hey, so this place can almost be considered a family business—boss and boss lady?" Catherine nodded with a smile, making up her mind that after getting a body, she would ask MDR for a copy of the picture. This doll’s shooting skills… well, maybe her photo-editing skills are truly impressive.

It was obviously just Renault carrying Helian to the dormitory, but this guy edited it to make it look like they were about to get married.

She wonders what Miss Helian’s reaction will be when she sees these edited pictures. Tut tut.

"By the way, haven’t we reached the southern hemisphere yet? Wasn’t it quite fast before?"

Maggie couldn’t wait any longer, especially since she saw Susanna and Leone’s injuries improving every day.

Especially Leone— that woman could now walk on her own without crutches, and Susanna was in a similar state, recovering very quickly.

Plus, these two would run to the workshop for food and drinks almost whenever they were free, and it was clear what they were thinking.

Isn’t it just because they don’t even have bodies right now, so they can only watch and envy? Isn’t this bullying the dolls? When did Susanna become so bad? She was a steward doll with a smile on her face at the beginning!

But now, she’s learned bad habits from Leone in just a few days!

Well, actually, Leone and the others along with the dolls on the ship probably learned bad things too.

Scarecrow could see that Maggie and Catherine were frustrated, but she figured others should comfort them. "Earlier, we were in a hurry because we had to test the new functions of the spacecraft. Now, we’re not in a hurry, so we’ll fly slowly at cruising speed. But we’re almost there. The weather outside has improved a lot, and thunderstorms are rare."

"Good afternoon! Scarecrow! We're here again!"

"What do you say? These two..." Hearing Leone’s voice, Maggie immediately rolled her eyes. The last thing she wanted to hear was the voices of these two.

"Why don’t you just join the company?"

To be honest, Scarecrow didn’t understand why Maggie hadn’t made up her mind to join, like Susanna had. It might have something to do with her past experiences.

Normally, Maggie was very talkative, but when someone tried to persuade her to join the company, her face would turn complicated, and she would fall silent.

"Scarecrow, this is the mousse you asked for. G3 asked us to bring it." Susanna said, stepping forward to place a locked fresh-keeping box on the table in front of Scarecrow.

"Thank you." Scarecrow nodded and reached out to open the lock on the box through electronic authentication.

Why was it locked? Naturally, to prevent some greedy dolls. It had happened several times before—some greedy ones couldn’t resist eating halfway through the delivery, and by the time the meals reached their destination, they were already gone.

This issue was especially common with the various desserts carefully made by G3. After all, desserts were usually small, and for someone like SPAS-12, who could never get enough to eat, one bite was all it took.

And SPAS-12 wasn’t the only one who liked to eat on the ship.

"Hey, Maggie, the spacecraft has lowered its altitude! You can see the sea now! Don’t you want to see it for yourself?" Susanna pulled over a chair and asked Maggie with a smile.

"Yeah, and the weather in this area is great—nothing gray at all!" Leone nodded with satisfaction. When she woke up that day, she was shocked by the scenery outside the viewing window.

Hearing this, Maggie’s mouth twitched.

These two’s biggest hobby now aside from tempting her and Catherine in various ways was probably finding ways to persuade them to join the company.

Susanna’s words were understandable, but what about you Leone?

Let’s be clear—you're not even an employee of Renault Security Contracting Firm!

What’s in it for you to be so enthusiastic?!

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