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Chapter 1021: Stop Pretending

"Hey! Don't! Don't look at me! M4, although it's good to worry about AR15 and SOP2, but... are you sure they really need you to worry about them now?"

Seeing SPAS-12 driving the gunship and pulling AR15 and SOP2 back into the battlefield, Simonov quickly raised her hand to stop M4's gaze from looking at her.

Even if she begged, it wouldn't work. Without Renault's order, she wouldn't send people off the ship casually.

What's more, UMP45 had already stated in the communication protocol just now that all the rebels were chasing after the signals that M4 unconsciously spread outward.

It was okay on the spaceship because the spaceship could shield this unauthorized signal transmission.


But once she got off the spaceship, M4 would immediately become a guiding light in the eyes of those rebels.

As for M4's worry, it was completely unnecessary.


With the current combat power of AR15 and SOP2, it would be good enough if they didn't bully those from Paradeus. Why should M4 worry more here?

Hearing Simonov's words, M4's expression on her face fell as she frowned helplessly.

She also wanted to become stronger, but...

...Persica never mentioned the matter of strengthening and upgrading her.

Seeing that M4 looked a little disappointed, RO nearby raised her hand and pulled M4's clothes. "Okay, M4, don't worry too much. Commander Renault will definitely not let them get into trouble."

How could something go wrong down there?

This spaceship not only has its main cannon, but also a lot of secondary cannons that have not yet been unveiled. Due to the commission contract, the main cannon cannot fire into the city, but the secondary cannons are definitely no problem.

If there is really a problem, the air support will definitely shoot down mercilessly!


Moreover, as far as she knew, Commander Renault was not the kind of person who followed the rules.

Once there was a problem with the T-dolls under his command, he would not consider the contract at all.

Just look at the two tank teams of P38 and Stg44. The damage and casualties caused by the two tanks to the city were much greater than the damage caused by AR15 and UMP9 when they blew up two streets and an intersection!

Obviously, trying not to cause damage to the city was a very flexible adjective for Renault.

"Yeah, I know." M4 nodded. This time, she did not refute RO's words and walked back toward the direction of the workshop honestly.

M16's repair work was more complicated than they had imagined. Seeing that M16 could smell the wine while sitting on the workbench, they thought that M16 would definitely be repaired earlier than other dolls.

"Save your energy, just lie down. Saving some energy is more useful than anything else." Scarecrow No. 2 complained unhappily while welding the complicated circuit.

Obviously, M16's injury was not as light as M16 showed. Hearing this, M16 was relieved and lay down on the workbench as if she had unloaded a heavy burden.

Now, the only T-Dolls left in the workshop are M16 and Griffin MDR, who has not woken up. Ingram, who had a broken arm before, has been repaired.

The other lightly injured T-dolls have also finished repairing.

As for the reason, it is naturally because Renault came to help and manually repaired those dolls who did not need to enter the repair pod for repairs.

These Griffin dolls are probably wandering around the restaurant or lounge now.

Renault is happy to see this happen, and he is not worried at all whether any of these T-dolls will be equipped with spy equipment and leak the situation on the spacecraft. Intelligence and the like are trivial matters for him.

If these Griffin dolls have the idea of changing their jobs after a few stroll on the ship, then he will make a profit.

It would be good to be able to kidnap a few more T-dolls to increase his manpower.

Why is he always obsessed with kidnapping these Griffin dolls from Griffin? No, no, no, it's not an obsession, it's just convenient.

Although he heard that dolls can also freely submit resumes to various companies, since the establishment of Renault Security Contracting Firm, he has never received a resume from any doll.

What's more, how should a resume be written? Doll of a certain profession? What modules are installed on the body? How many years or months has it been manufactured?

Profession is easy to explain, but those modules on the body... are you sure they won't be removed when they leave?

And the factory time, as long as the doll's neural cloud is reset, who knows how long this doll has been manufactured?

Those big companies that sell dolls might know, but since they can already make dolls on their own, their size is naturally huge, so why would they need to cooperate with some small and medium-sized enterprises to conduct background checks on dolls?

Therefore, instead of directly ordering dolls from those big companies, Renault is more inclined to kidnap some more mature dolls from Griffin.

These dolls... how to say it, most of them were originally transformed from civilian dolls, and their original career experiences were very rich. Some may even be as outrageous as Simonov, spanning a lot of different industries and being resold everywhere.

Therefore, there are really a lot of hidden experts among these T-Dolls.

If there are more dolls as capable as G36 or M1 Garand, there will be no worries about having no one to take charge of the various tasks on his ship.

Although the dolls on his Pink Rabbit spaceship were originally crowded, it must be said that with dozens of dolls and hundreds of Sangvis Ferri dolls, it was almost full.

The free space inside that ship is also quite tight, but that's because Renault has placed too many facilities on the ship that ordinary spaceships don't have, especially in this kind of small spaceship.

Vertical farms and breeding farms are only available on super-large warships, but he still crammed them inside. 

In addition to these, there is a special factory department on the ship, which is equipped with a lot of industrial equipment, further reducing the space that is already not much.

However, these space problems have been solved with the emergence of the new ship. 

But with it, some new problems have come.

Although the new spaceship looks only two or three sizes larger than the old spaceship at first glance, the actual internal usable space has increased by at least ten times. This large space is the estimated space after deducting the necessary facilities of the spaceship.

Renault doesn't plan to keep this large space as a decoration. It is most appropriate to find a way to use it.

It's just that the idea is good, but where will the manpower come from?

Forget about ordering dolls online. Some professional positions can indeed be the same as the previous ME79 and UL-Nurse, but... it's expensive.

Just the two of them have made Helian feel distressed for a long time. If she orders dolls in big batches to expand the manpower, and then brings them back for transformation...

Then I'm afraid Helian will have to take the company's various financial expense reports to Renault for a good talk.

As for where the financial reports came from? Renault didn't even know which doll wrote it. He never asked the T-dolls to write these things, right?


.... 


Now, Scarecrow No. 2 frowned as she repaired the damaged circuits inside M16's body. "Your damaged circuits don't seem to be caused by this mission, right? Didn't Persica check you thoroughly before?"

"Well, yes, but it's been a long time since the last check. That's probably the reason."

M16 was a little relaxed at this time while lying on her back on the workbench, . She didn't have to pretend nothing happened in front of M4 and RO. She felt her neural cloud was about to overheat.


Scarecrow No. 2 curled her lips. M16's body was full of military-grade parts. In the entire AR team, I'm afraid only M4 and M16 in front of her were like this, right?

When AR15 and SOP2 were being modified, Scarecrow No. 2 hadn't come to Renault yet, but according to Scarecrow No. 1, there shouldn't be too many military parts on their bodies.


At least, the proportion of military parts would not exceed 40%.

A situation like M16's which is covered with military parts can only happen to those military dolls.

No wonder the military was so confident when they arrested G&K for illegally modifying tactical dolls even though they didn't succeed at that time.

However, if the military really succeeded, this crime would be put on Griffin's head, and if G&K wanted to get out, it would really not be solved by helping Statesec to do a few more commissions.

After all, the charge is indeed not a lie. Many of the tactical dolls that Griffin asked IOP to modify were indeed illegal.

For example, installing external armor plates on T-Dolls using shotguns, and some of the dolls even have explosive reactive armor on their armor plates.

There are also those dolls carrying heavy machine guns. Although the machine gun dolls are in the license agreement of the Griffin tactical dolls, no one has said that heavy machine guns can also be used as imprint weapons for T-Dolls.

Although the difference between the two is only one word, the power is completely different. Some heavy machine guns have a caliber. With some improved armor-piercing bullets, a T-Doll can shoot armored units of the military with ease. 

"Hmph, you know the reason yourself, but your current body condition is not optimistic at all. If nothing unexpected happens, you can already prepare to replace the body."

The damage caused by the Paradeus Nyto to M16 is not only the ablation of a large number of her internal circuits , but also the large amount of heat energy explosion, which has caused irreparable damage to some structural components inside M16 body.

If you continue to fight with this body, it is possible that you will suddenly break your waist while running one day.

"Replace the body? No, no, the AR team's dolls are...ah, except for RO, none of us four can back up our neural clouds..."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? When did I mention backing up your neural cloud ? I'm talking about replacing your body. Are you confused?" Scarecrow No. 2 felt unhappy for no reason when she heard M16's tone as if she were old.

What can't? Besides, she didn't mention backing up the neural cloud . For them, replacing the body doesn't require backing up the neural cloud.

"Ah, haha..." M16 laughed dryly twice, and then there was no sound.

The body was too seriously damaged, and just now she pretended that nothing happened. The energy consumption in the energy core was too great, and she temporarily entered a dormant state.


Well, for a doll, this is sleeping.

Seeing this, Scarecrow No. 2 turned her head and looked at the door. Fortunately, M4 and RO had gone to deliver AR15 and SOP2; otherwise, there would be a special scene now...

"M16!? M16, what's wrong with you!?"


Nevermind. 

Hearing the shouts from the door, Scarecrow No. 2 rolled her eyes immediately. "Okay, she's just dormant. It's not as serious as you think. Instead of guarding here all the time, it's better to send this inspection list to your commander Gentiane, and it's better to notify Persica."

Scarecrow No. 2 also knew about the special nature of the AR team, so if he wanted to do something big with M16, he had to at least notify Gentiane and Persica.

As for the matter of replacing the body... it ultimately depends on whether the Boss Renault agrees.

While speaking, Scarecrow No. 2 slapped a newly printed body inspection report in M4's hand, indicating that she should go and notify quickly.

……

And the doll expert mentioned by Scarecrow No. 2 was urging a special agent who had just arrived on the spaceship by gunship.

"Hurry up! Angelia! Lie down! The doctor will be here soon! The examination will start soon!"

Angelia rolled her eyes and stood up in resistance. She didn't understand why Persica was here. "It seems that the physical examination was all your idea, right? I was wondering why Renault suddenly thought of doing a physical examination!"

This is totally unnecessary!

Renault performed the transformation surgery on her, so he definitely know her physical condition at best, right ?

"Hey! Don't say that! I'm just concerned about you! Have you felt any discomfort in your body recently? Have there been any changes in your physical fitness? How is your appetite?"

Picking up the notebook on the side, Persica blinked and asked Angelia one question after another.

"Go away! Get out of here! You are a guy who specializes in studying Dolls! What qualifications do you have to come here and ask questions! You are not a doctor!"

Leone who was standing next to her looked at this scene in embarrassment. She was speechless.


After all, she was just a botanist who studied the human body and had little experience...

"Come on! We are back! Who wants to check their body!"

Just when the atmosphere in the infirmary was quite awkward, UL-Nurse's bright voice rang out, along with the sound of heavy footsteps.


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Chapter 1022: Who is Angelia? Sorry, I'm not familiar with her

"Look! What did I find? A great experimental material! Renate, it seems you can practice more in today's practical class," UL-Nurse smiled at Angelia, who had been pushed by Persica onto the operating table. The surprise in her eyes was evident.

Renate next to her nodded in response. Unfortunately, both of them were wearing medical power armor, so the nodding action wasn't very noticeable.

But that was enough for Angelia!

What are you two doing here in unison?! Who said I wanted to be your experimental material?!

"Stop it! Don’t talk to yourself like that! Who said I want to be an experimental material? I just came here to check my body! It has nothing to do with human experiments!" Angelia shouted indignantly, glancing at Leone, trying to get her approval.

However, Leone looked a little embarrassed at the moment. After all, wasn't it she who had tricked Angelia here with the word "reward"?

When Angelia saw Leone turn her head away in embarrassment, her eyes widened!


She raised her hand and pointed at the other party with trembling fingers.


Just as she was about to scold Leone for lying, two pairs of—no, four—large hands in power armor grabbed her!

"Hey! Ah! What are you doing?! Let me go! Persica! You bastard lied to me!"

...

"Is it really okay for us to just leave Angelia there?" AN94 turned her head to look in the direction they came from, unable to hide her concern. "Isn’t it risky?"

"Don’t worry. She’s with Persica; they’re friends. There will be no problem," AK12 reassured her.


After all, Persica was a researcher of dolls. Angelia was a living person—could Persica really dismantle her?

"Yes, don’t worry. It will be fine. This is Boss Renault’s ship. Well, this is the safest place in the world right now." RPK16 also agreed with a smile, but her smile made AN94 feel uneasy.

AK15, too, felt a little uneasy. Since returning to Renault’s ship, she had been looking around vigilantly, as she had the constant feeling that something was watching them.

They walked from the hangar to the biological laboratory and then from there to the restaurant. They had been walking for several minutes, but the feeling didn’t subside.

It wasn’t the Tactical Dolls, nor the Sangvis Ferri dolls—because no one was with them at the moment. The only ones who walked with them briefly should have been the Ripper cleaners carrying various cleaning tools.

But those Sangvis Ferri dolls had left long ago, and there were no other dolls around them now.

"AK15, what are you looking at? Is there something around?" AK12 noticed AK15’s uneasy glances and asked, looking left and right.

Springfield, who was standing in front of the coffee machine, heard this and looked back curiously.


She soon identified the source of AK15’s uneasiness but didn’t rush to say anything. Instead, she finished her task patiently and even made a cute cat-head latte art on the coffee cup.

"This is your coffee," Springfield said with a smile, placing the cup in front of AK12 and the others while nodding at the latte art.

Seeing Springfield’s action, AN94 tilted her head in confusion, while AK15 looked down at the latte art. "A cat?"

When AK15 saw the latte art, it clicked.


No wonder she had never noticed what was staring at her before! Was it a cat!?

AK15 quickly turned her head, scanning the surroundings.


This time, she spotted the kittens hiding behind the corners of the tables. There were three of them: a calico, an orange, and a tabby. They were small and looked like they had been born recently.


However, if these kittens had followed them all the way from the hangar to the restaurant, their mobility was impressive. The distance between the new spaceship’s hangar and the restaurant on the old spaceship was at least several hundred meters.


After following for so long, they had managed to blend into the elevator and even the cleaning tools of the Sangvis Ferri...

As AK15 met their gaze, the kittens seemed to have received some signal and rushed toward them. Upon reaching their feet, each kitten jumped onto one of their legs. "Meow~!"

"Oh, really, it seems I’m still a little unwelcome," RPK16 remarked with amusement, seeing the kittens completely ignore her and approach the others instead.

"Hehe," Springfield smiled, "Maybe that’s a good thing."

As for AN94, when he saw a calico cat stretching its small paws and meowing at her, she suddenly felt her heart melt. A smile spread across her face, and she couldn’t help but rub the kitten’s fur, her cheeks turning red.

While AK12 wasn’t as exaggerated as AN94, she was also smiling.

As for their earlier conversation? Hmm? Angelia.


Who is Angelia?


Forget it, the cats are the most important now!

...

"The current mission is... what? Didn’t you just say the mission was to attack the museum guarded by the Paradeus, with Angelia and the others, and clear out all the Paradeus inside?"

So where are Angelia and the others?

AR15 blinked and looked at HK416 in confusion. She understanding why Angelia had suddenly left with the gunship.

"That woman seems to have heard that if she cooperated with some physical exam, she could get rewards from Renault, like weapons and equipment, so he happily followed the gunship. Well, she was right behind you at that time ," HK416 spoke expressionlessly, continuing to load grenades into the grenade launcher and casually firing them.

"Hey, let’s not talk about Angelia for now. What are you doing? Wasting ammo?" AR15 asked, noticing HK416’s mechanical movements, which was stiff and zombie-like. She found it odd because this wasn’t how HK416 usually acted.

"Oh! It’s an HK416 custom grenade! I have one too!"

Gah!

Upon hearing SOP2's joyful cry, expressionless HK416 immediately turned her head to look at SOP2 in horror, fearing that SOP2 would tell her that the grenades with her Chibi Head installed on them had been distributed!


However, after turning her head, HK416 discovered that the grenade SOP2 was holding had a chibi head on it, not HK416's own, but SOP2's.

It seems that the initiator of all this not only made grenades with Vector and her own Chibi heads, but also made special designs for each doll equipped with a grenade launcher.

When HK416 thought of this, she felt a little more balanced.


As long as she wasn't alone...

Well... as long as there was someone accompanying her being humiliated...

As long as she wasn't the only one who was embarrassed...

No... it seems that SOP2 doesn't think this is embarrassing at all. Seeing her excited face, it was as if she had received exclusive equipment...

If you think about it this way, it’s not that bad... Hey! I still feel so ashamed! Printing your own image on the ammunition you use!

That bastard! When I get back, I’ll spit all her image and Chibi heads on her imprint weapon!

When HK416 thought that all of this might have been done by G11, she was so angry. She had taken care of her so much! Is this how she repays her!?

Seeing HK416 lost in thought, AR15 sighed helplessly, "Forget it. It would be the same even without Ange and her Taskforce. But Maria and the others have probably used up all the ammunition they just received, right?"


"No! No! It’s not used up! There’s still plenty left here! Paradeus are too vulnerable! They explode directly after one shot! Even if we just touch the edge, their armor will be burned through!"

Destroyer quickly responded, because those grenades with Vector’s head were incredibly useful. They were used to deal with Paradeus equipped with force shields and were accurate with just one shot.

No one expected that these grenades originally meant for armored units would also be effective against force shields.

"Huh, that’s good. I don’t want to fight those Paradeus mechs in close combat." AR15 breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was still ammunition, they could advance quickly and fight their way to the museum entrance.

"Hey! AR15! We're here to support you! I heard you still have a lot of Paradeus here! You've been fighting ELID just now! I’m so sick I can’t eat!"

As AR15 was talking, M870 ran over with Super-Shorty, followed by MG42 and others wearing power armor.

The ELID on their side had been almost cleared. Some of the remaining infected individuals did show some reactions, but the readings were very weak. If nothing unexpected happened, they should be ordinary patients who had suffered from mild ELID and were hiding in the building.

These people were hiding in the building and wouldn’t be forced out. Their final fate depended on themselves. If they survived and didn’t become ELID, then they were just ELID patients. Once the purification tower was restored, special medical personnel would treat them.

Failed to survive? Then they would either turn into a pile of silicified crystals or become new ELID-infected individuals.

They had confirmed the location of these people before leaving. When they left, they just needed to hand over the address data to the local city defense army.

As for whether the city defense army had the manpower to treat, transfer, or even clear out these unlucky individuals?


Sorry, that was not part of the commission. If necessary, please pay more.

What? Search and rescue team?

The only two people still working in the search and rescue team should be Ouroboros and RFB, right? Anyway, these two usually slack off, so what’s wrong with them doing some free work now?

At least they got these two moving, and it was enough that they didn’t look like freeloaders.

...

Speaking of Ouroboros, she who had been driving the Vulture Chariot and Beak who 'accompanied' her, had stopped by now.

The two survivors had been sent to a large supermarket by her. The civil air defense project in the basement of that place was pretty good, and there were many survivors gathered there. All the survivors she had brought before were sent here.

And judging from the situation inside, it was relatively stable. At least there was no looting or vandalism, and the survivors inside didn’t clamor to get out.

"Hey! Your ride looks so cool! Is it using an anti-gravity system? Why didn’t I think of that before? And this engine!"

It can spit fire! This engine can spit fire!

When she thought of this, Beak's eyes shone brightly, staring at Ouroboros, as if asking her, "Can I ride it!?"

"Don’t even think about it! I have a real driver’s license! You who haven’t even heard of a driver’s license test should not even think about it!" Seeing Beak staring at the Vulture Chariot, Ouroboros rejected her without thinking.

This is not a joke. Even though Beak is an elite doll of Sangvis, the Vulture Chariot is not a toy.

Although the Vulture Chariot is the easiest vehicle to drive among G11's creations, that is only relative.

Those who have never driven this thing could easily drive it at full speed without paying attention. At a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour in a city, it could turn into a ball of fire in a minute!

"Hey! Don’t! After all, we’re all Sangvis dolls... Let me drive!" Hearing Ouroboros’ refusal, Beak began to play the emotional card with a regretful look on her face.

Unfortunately, this trick didn’t work on Ouroboros. She didn’t forget who threw her away.

Although it was Renault who took her away, if it weren’t for Renault, the Sangvis Mastermind and the Agent would have sent people to retrieve her... No, no, no! Impossible! They weren’t waiting for anything other than a new Ouroboros!

Shaking her head and throwing away the fantasy in her mind, Ouroboros looked at the Sangvis figures who were standing in line according to Beak’s orders. "What are you waiting for here? As long as you don’t destroy the buildings in the city, Renault should ignore you, right?"

"Hmm, seems so. Agent said that. But, I’m a reserve force. If the other guy can’t handle it, I’ll have the opportunity to take action. Otherwise, I’ll just have to sit on the bench here."

Beak shrugged her shoulders helplessly.

"Another guy? Who? Let me think... there’s still one left on the Sangvis Ferri side... Oh, it should be Dreamer, right? There are only a few people left on the Sangvis Ferri side now. Didn’t the Mainframe re-create us?"

Counting on her fingers, Ouroboros immediately thought of who else could go on the mission besides Beak.


Nothing more than Dreamer or Judge. But in comparison, Dreamer was more likely because her authority wasn’t as great as that of Judge.



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How many words should be written in Chapter 1023?

"I don't know. Anyway, there are only a few elite dolls in Sangvis Ferri now. Maybe the main brain thinks that you guys will definitely run away even if you are remade." Shrugging her shoulders, Beak had an ambiguous smile on her lips, and Ouroboros didn't know whether it was mocking or self-mocking.

Seeing the smile on Beak's lips, Ouroboros curled her lips unhappily, took out a lollipop from her pocket, unwrapped it, and stuffed it into her mouth. "Do you want to eat it?"

"Yes!" Beak was naturally not polite, but after stuffing the candy into her mouth, she asked Ouroboros belatedly.

"Aren't you going to pull those survivors?"

"The mission has changed. The search and rescue team has been pulled to fight Paradeus. I have nothing to do for the time being. I'll laze here for a while. I'll go to the rendezvous point in half an hour and go back to eat."

"Huh? Can you still do something like this?"

Hearing this, Beak's face was suddenly full of weirdness. It's not strange that there are changes in the middle of the mission, but... suddenly stopping to gather in the middle of the mission and then going back to the spaceship to eat? Are you really okay?

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't you continue the mission? There is no reason for dolls to eat.

If Griffin's civilian dolls carry some combat rations, it is to appease those dolls who are like children, so that these dolls will not be affected by the built-in bionic system and their combat efficiency will not be reduced.

Then what about the Sangvis Ferris like Ouroboros? There is no setting that the Sangvis Ferris cannot fight well without eating.

"Yeah, that's it, what's the problem?" Ouroboros, who has long been accustomed to this way of survival on the Renault ship, doesn't think there is any problem at all.


Eating at a certain time is something that normal people do, right?

"No... no..." Seeing that Ouroboros still looked as if it was a matter of course, Beak replied with some embarrassment.

Just as the atmosphere was about to fall into awkwardness, and the two could only sit here and look at each other in silence, a truck movement that sounded a little abrupt suddenly sounded.

A fresh-keeping truck stumbled over from a distance.

The driver of the vehicle... well, it was a signal from a Griffin doll. After noticing this signal that was completely different from the Sangvis Ferris, the Sangvis Ferris that were originally lined up in a fairly neat formation suddenly became a little agitated. Ouroboros naturally saw the guy driving the car. W


Who else could it be but RFB?


"Identification signal, change your identification signal, otherwise those ordinary Sangvis Ferris next to you will be restless."


When the truck stopped at the door of the supermarket, Ouroboros immediately stepped forward and knocked on the truck door, signaling RFB to change her identification signal.


You can use any signal on the spaceship. The dolls at home don't rely on identification signals to recognize people, but it's obviously not possible at the moment. The Sangvis Ferris brought by Beak obviously only recognize signals and not people. They are all dolls that have just been manufactured.


Apart from distinguishing who is who based on identification signals, they don't recognize relatives at all.


"Huh? Ouroboros? Why are you here? Shouldn't you continue to pick up people?"


Seeing Ouroboros standing outside the car, RFB raised her eyebrows in surprise, but after seeing Beak, she immediately understood the current situation and immediately adjusted her identification signal to the ordinary elite Sangvis Ferri identification signal.

"Who are you picking up? The search and rescue team has changed their goals, and the search and rescue mission has ended. I guess there are no living people in that area anymore."

"Huh!? How could it be! This is just my first trip!"


And I haven't had time to unload the survivors from the car!

Hearing RFB's scream, Ouroboros didn't feel anything, but Beak next to her was already looking at the fresh-keeping car driven by RFB with a strange expression, or at the closed cargo box at the back.

You use this to pull living people?

Now all the living people inside should have suffocated!?

Facing the strange look of Beak, RFB immediately realized what the other party meant and immediately raised her eyebrows. "I'm not stupid! This car is of course modified! There is an air circulation system! Of course, the people inside will not suffocate..."

At this point, RFB suddenly realized something.


After all, the cargo box behind her was a little too quiet...

Thinking of this, RFB quickly reached out and opened the cargo boxes.

But the survivors in the cargo box were obviously no longer survivors...

"Roar!"

The ELID infected who suddenly saw the light seemed to have suddenly gained energy from the sunlight. After the hatch was opened, they immediately let out a piercing roar towards RFB outside the door.

Seeing this situation, Ouroboros rolled her eyes speechlessly.


She had also encountered this situation. They were still alive when they set out, and they could talk and even spit at her.


As a result, in just a short moment on the road, these guys were directly transformed into ELID infected


There were always a few survivors guarding the door of the supermarket. Although the arrival of a large number of Sangvis Ferris made them panic, at least there was Ouroboros, the "person" who successfully sent dozens of survivors over.


The survivors thought that this time they were also sending survivors over, and they wanted to open the door immediately.

However, Ouroboros raised her hand to stop the action and waved for them to stay away.

At first, they didn’t understand what it meant, but soon they saw the ELID-infected people rushing out of the cargo door and grabbing RFB!

"You’re too slow. Ordinary people can’t last too long in a collapse radiation environment," Ouroboros said, not gloating. After all, this situation was almost inevitable.

The survivors RFB could find must have been guided by the search and rescue team. As long as the environment of the other party’s hiding place wasn’t too bad, CAWS wouldn’t have let her and RFB go to pick them up. Most of them did this because the buildings they were in couldn’t hold out for long. If the buildings were safe and the collapsed radioactive dust hadn’t invaded, wouldn’t it be better to wait a few more hours until the purification tower was repaired?

This would be much less risky than taking the risk of transporting these people to the survivor gathering point in the south of the city.

But it was obvious that these people were already on the verge of collapse. If the transportation speed had been even a little slower, it would’ve been almost certain that they would become ELID-infected.

Ouroboros was better off. Although the Vulture Chariot could only carry two or three people at a time, it was fast and could make a trip in just a few minutes.

Some people with decent physical conditions could survive after returning to a clean environment.

But RFB... cough, anyway, it was normal for these people to not hold out after more than 20 minutes of wandering on the road.

"No! This isn’t scientific! This cargo box was obviously closed! Why can they still be transformed?" RFB threw an ELID-infected person off with one hand, shouting her doubts while ruthlessly killing the others.

"Stupid, you’ll always get radioactive dust when you open the door!"


In this case, let alone just modifying the air circulation system of the truck, even if you put a purification device in the car, it may not be reliable.

The pollution concentration in the city had clearly exceeded the yellow zone, and the radiation levels in some areas had even reached the red zone’s bottom line. Normal humans could only stay in such places for a few minutes without protective equipment.

It wasn’t that you could survive for a few minutes; you would become ELID-infected or turn into silicified fragments in just a few minutes.

Especially when a lot of skin is exposed, wearing tighter clothes could effectively delay this situation.

It’s a pity this was the city with quarantine walls and purification towers. So the other residents inside were unprepared.


Who is fine like Angelia and those city defense soldiers, either in combat uniforms or leather clothes?

Isn’t it hot?

"Oh no, it’s over."


Seeing RFB kill the ELID-infected people in the carriage, Beak shrugged immediately, but she was still a little surprised. She hadn’t expected that Renault’s T-dolls were different from Griffin’s.

Griffin T-dolls were inevitably hesitant when facing these ELID-infected people, but RFB was merciless and shot them all in the head.

This was the "person" she had pulled over herself.

"Hehe, remember to treat me next time you go out," Ouroboros said, stepping forward and patting RFB on the shoulder.

"What! My efficiency evaluation this time is definitely over! You want me to treat you? Aren’t you heartbroken!?"

"No, no, no, I don’t feel heartbroken at all, and I even want to laugh!"


She can only say that RFB was too unlucky. The people she pulled into the car were all unguarded, and one of them even got on the car wrapped in just a bath towel.

Most of the others were wearing very loose clothes—short-sleeved shirts and shorts—but it was possible they didn’t have the conditions. After all, not every hiding place had a lot of clothes to wrap around them.

There was no luck on their side.

Hearing Ouroboros' teasing words, RFB was so angry that she kicked a dent into the cargo box of the van.

But she didn’t forget to call a few Sangvis Rippers from the side and asked them to move the car and the remains of the ELID-infected people aside.

"Hey, you’re really rude, just ordering my men around," Beak glared at RFB, unhappy.


Although she saw that the identification signal on RFB’s body had turned into an elite Sangvis doll signal, she didn’t expect this doll could actually command the Sangvis dolls under her!

And she looked so skilled!

"Tsk, it’s just a small thing, do you mind?"

"Uh-huh, of course not," Beak shrugged and spread her hands indifferently.


It was just a few Rippers, and they weren’t far away. Anyway, if she needed to bring people to support later, the truck blocking the road would be moved.

"That’s it, but the manufacturing ability of Sangvis Ferri is really strong. It’s been a short time, and so many Sangvis Ferri dolls have already been accumulated again. I remember that after the encirclement and suppression, there weren’t many ordinary Sangvis Ferris left around the Mainframe, right?"

The number wasn’t large. She didn’t count the exact number, but it couldn’t be too much. After all, even the cargo hold wasn’t full.

At the very least, it was much fewer than the Sangvis Ferris brought by Beak, and there weren’t that many armored units.

Now, at a glance, there were no less than dozens of armored units such as Manticores, and other armored units were too numerous to see clearly.

However, it was certain that there weren’t as many as Paradeus. When others boasted about their achievements in the communication channel before, UMP40 alone said she had killed at least 20 heavy Doppesolnders.

Even if there was a gap between the others, it couldn’t have been too much, right?

And when it came to the number of kills,  Alchemist must be counted. G11 and UMP40 must’ve wasted a lot of time to show off.

As for Gager? She should also be distracted taking care of the burden Architect, right?

Just thinking about it, a light blue light suddenly burst out from the northwest of the city.


The light wasn’t dazzling, but it was definitely eye-catching enough!

What is that?

...

"What is this!?"

Seeing that the bullet she shot hit a Paradeus Doppelsolnder with a dazzling blue light bursting out, Architect exclaimed in surprise.


The light ball formed by this light even reached a diameter of hundreds of meters!

"Haha, you're so unprofessional. Before choosing a weapon, don’t you check what ammunition you carry and what its effects are?"

"Huh? Ah? This..."


What’s unprofessional! She have tested this weapon before she came!


Otherwise, why would she use this thing?


But there was no such outrageous ammunition when she tried the gun before!

"It’s EMP, an improved version. It’s said to be very effective against force fields. I just don’t know what effect it’ll have on Paradeus’s force shield. Remember to write a weapon test report after you go back. Helian will definitely ask you for it," UMP45 waved her hand.

"Oh, huh!? Why do I have to write a report!?"

"Didn’t you listen to the combat briefing before you set off? Those who use new weapons must write a detailed weapon use report."


Whether it’s the C10 rifle in Architect’s hands, the other CMC armor, or even the lightsabers in the hands of G11 and others, these things' data must be reported after they’re put into actual combat.

"No... I... I?" When Architect heard that she had to write a report, she was at a loss and couldn’t speak clearly. "Well, how many words should the report be?"

"Huh? Do you think this is an essay for an exam? Instead of thinking about how many words you'll use, you should take a good look at the weapon aftereffects of the EMP from earlier, or else you won’t know what to write when you go back."

...

Some people were just as confused as Architect.


Well, "confused" might be a bit too much, but there was certainly some confusion.

Yegor almost stared at the light that swept directly over him, but it didn't hurt him?

"Captain! All the communication equipment is burned!"


After the blue light flashed, the battlefield that had been fighting fiercely with Paradeus suddenly became quiet.

In this way, even the adjutant’s voice through the protective suit became clear.


---



Chapter 1024: Very Convenient

"It's EMP! The command systems of all automaton units have gone offline!"

The words shouted by the adjutant made Yegor grit his teeth in frustration.

All automaton units! All of them!?

"Where on earth did this EMP attack come from!? Those... Cyclops, no, Hydra should have anti-EMP devices. How long will it take for them to restart?"


Yegor looked at the Cyclops that suddenly frozen in place and the Hydra that had collapsed to the ground as if it had lost its support. He scanned his surroundings but couldn't find the direction from which the attack had come.

Because of the constant artillery fire on the battlefield, the faint sound of the C10 rifle had been completely drowned out. No one had noticed the gunshot coming from the top of a building hundreds of meters away.

And with all the electronic equipment in his protective suit now offline, the figure hundreds of meters away was outside of Yegor's search range.

"I'm afraid it's not looking good. Some of the equipment on the dolls has been damaged to a greater or lesser extent. The effectiveness of their anti-EMP devices may not be satisfactory," said the adjutant. This could be confirmed with the naked eye, without needing a detailed inspection.

The green smoke rising from the Hydra’s body and the scorch marks that appeared on it were clearly caused by the heating of its internal parts.

But despite these issues, there was some good news: the losses on the Paradeus side were probably worse than theirs. At least the ordinary personnel on their side were uninjured, and their earlier losses had all been dolls.

However, the situation on Paradeus's side was different. The Doppelsoldners that has the support of the force shields and showed their power under Hydra artillery fire had lost their shields the moment the EMP attack hit!

Even the energy cores inside their bodies had exploded due to the EMP!

All combat units with stand shields either exploded or self-destructed under the light of the EMP attack. Even the ordinary Strelets that were among ordinary units of Paradeus collapsed to the ground without a sound.

The only ones still moving were the Rodeleros, but even they were merely struggling on the ground. Without the burned mechanical prostheses, they could only lie down while clinging to life.

But they wouldn't last long. The mechanical components inside their bodies were much larger than their flesh parts, and it was clear that it was the mechanical modules that were responsible for their movements, not their biological tissue.

Yegor should have felt relief after seeing these developments. But he could not find any joy at the moment.

After all, the primary combat strength of their team came from the fast-moving and heavily armored Hydras. The Cyclops were considered a bonus. In the current combat scenario, most of the human soldiers were there for on-the-spot command, not for real combat.

A living soldier was far more valuable than those mechanical iron lumps...

Though Paradeus had suffered a greater blow, it was only because their numbers were larger, and it was because that Paradeus had no special protection against EMP attacks.

What made Yegor even more uneasy was the sheer number of Paradeus forces.

Despite the large range of the EMP attack, some of the Paradeus Doppelsoldners were still moving toward this side from a distance!

Damn it! How many troops did Paradeus invest in this city? Do they think their mechs are cheap!?

At this moment, Yegor had no choice but to retreat.


Paradeus' forces were truly endless!


This was the kind of feeling one would expect only from the enemy standing opposite them!

"Count the people. We're leaving."

At this point, Yegor had to admit that their operation had failed—or that it had failed from the beginning, from the moment the location of M4 started to change strangely.

Thinking of this, Yegor looked up at the spaceship in the sky...


He wanted to say something, but his lips moved and no words came out.

There was nothing to say.

...

"Ah! It hurts!"

Angelia who was lying on the operating table grimaced with a strange expression that was out of character for her. The cry she made didn’t sound like "Angelia" at all.

The two who caused Angelia to be in this situation, Persica and Leone, were hiding off to the side. Each of them had their necks drawn in like quails, unwilling to look at the operating table.

Are you kidding me!? That needle was so long! Only Angelia could probably scream like that after it was inserted! If it were them… they’d probably be dying of pain by now!

Leone felt guilty. She thought about how she would make it up to Angelia in the future. Her authority on the ship was mostly limited to the biological lab, but it was clear that all the experimental outputs in the lab were made by Renault. She didn’t have anything to show for yet...

When the time came to make it up to Angelia, she would likely have to ask Renault to do it in the end...

As for the fact that Persica was the actual instigator of this incident?


Leone was probably too guilty to even remember that detail.

"Well, the muscle twitching is real. It seems that this kind of pain is inevitable. However, this way, it can also stimulate the patient's self-rescue response. At least she can shout so vigorously, so we don’t need to worry about sudden death from the wound," UL-Nurse nodded in satisfaction.

Although she had interacted with these two power armors equipped with medical equipment from G11 a few days ago, today was the first time she had to use these terrifying surgical tools in practice.


Previously, all the city defense soldiers had been assigned to Renate for practice, and now, with Angelia coming in, she had the chance to familiarize herself with these surgical tools.


Of course, when it comes to surgical tools, it actually refers to the medical nanomachines installed in this power armor.


Even though UL-Nurse is a medical-specific doll in Ultilife—well, not exactly a medical professional doll—she considers herself a doctor!


In any case, these nanomachines are a very new medical method for her. The treatment methods of Ultilife are indeed advanced, but using nanomachines to repair the human body at the cellular level has completely surpassed the medical technology of this world.

It can be said that as long as the medical nanomachines in this medical power armor haven't been depleted, and combined with the laser scalpel in the other hand, she could still save a patient’s life even if their body had been dissected and their large intestine removed.

But let's forget about dissection for today—Angelia definitely wouldn’t cooperate.

Renate also smirked, “Excellent performance, Angelia. I feel like you're becoming more and more skilled now.”

Of course, she could tell that Angelia was only playing up her misery. It hurt, but it wasn’t enough to make Angelia scream in pain.

This girl’s endurance was definitely above the ordinary level. The reason she was exaggerating her pain was probably that she saw Leone over there who was trying to become an ostrich. Angelia probably thought that if she screamed a bit more, she'd get more attention from Leone.

“Hehe, thanks for the compliment.”
Hearing Renate’s quiet voice, Angelia rolled her eyes in annoyance while her cheeks were covered in cold sweat.

Although her endurance was indeed impressive, and the scream just now was intentionally exaggerated for others to hear, the truth was... it still really hurt!


Whose physical examination was this painful!?

“Hehe, you're welcome. I’ll take this video. MDR might be interested in it.” Renate chuckled, raising her finger and pointing it next to the camera on the chest of the power armor.

“Huh?”

When Renate said this, Angelia’s heart sank. She hadn’t noticed that before! She thought the two lights on the chest of the power armor were just ordinary indicators!

“Don’t get excited. Excitement will cause changes in your hormone levels. Just lie still and wait for all the monitoring data to come out,” UL-Nurse spoke as she raised her hand to hold down Angelia’s upper body that was struggling to sit up, while her eyes were fixed on the screen beside her.

She looked at the detailed body data with great satisfaction.

The functions of these nanomachines were truly impressive. With this technology, there was no need to conduct individual physical examinations like in a hospital. Everything was done in one step, with all the data from head to toe available!

And the process was also very simple. All it took was giving the patient an injection. The only downside was that it could cause some degree of pain.

But in UL-Nurse’s eyes, this pain wasn’t noteworthy at all!


The time and process saved were more than enough to save countless critically ill or severely injured patients! It was truly worthy of being battlefield medical technology in the interstellar era!

What does G11 know! These technologies weren’t something a novice like G11 could come up with!


They had clearly been perfected with the help of Renault! No wonder Boss Renault is so busy!

“Hiss! How long until I can get off this operating table!?” Angelia gasped, holding back the pain as she asked UL-Nurse.

“Well—okay, you can get up now. The results of the examination are in, and your work is done. Thank you for your cooperation, Commander Angelia. Here’s your little gift.”

UL-Nurse dragged out the last word, then raised her hand, unfastened the buckles that held Angelia in place, and casually pulled out a dessert from the drawer under the table beside her, handing it to Angelia.

Looking at the small piece of cake on the plate in her hand, Angelia was stunned. “Is this a reward?”

“No, it’s not a reward, but dessert can help you calm down quickly, which will assist you in your next actions.” UL-Nurse said with a smile, while simultaneously sending the medical examination report to a tablet beside her.

After reviewing the data on the tablet, UL-Nurse nodded with satisfaction. Although Angelia's current physical data wasn’t as advanced as the biomass bodies of the dolls, it was only a matter of time before she reached that level.

Renault obviously didn’t want to dwell on trivial matters. The growth curve was almost identical to Renate’s.

“Congratulations, Commander Angelia. Here’s your physical examination report. The data shows that you are very healthy, but you should focus on taking more nutrients recently. This will help your body grow.”

“Huh? Physical growth?” Hearing UL-Nurse’s words, Angelia immediately thought of her growing appetite and her increasingly strange physical fitness...

Her current physical fitness was comparable to that of AK12 and other military dolls that had been upgraded to tactical dolls. If she continued to grow... what kind of monster would she become?

‘My dessert!? When did UL-Nurse find my stash!? I was planning to hide that portion and enjoy it after Persica left!’

While UL-Nurse and Angelia were discussing precautions, Leone was staring at the fork in Angelia’s hand, her raised hands dancing helplessly. Although she had promised Angelia that she would pay, this didn’t include her dessert rations for today!

That was the last piece!

As for the portion she just got from the restaurant... she ate part of it on the way, and then Persica ruined part of it.


Of course, she ate some herself... but... but!


The last piece is always the best!

“Yeah, that’s right. After your body has been transformed, it’s still growing. Of course, it’s not about appearance, but the internal aspects of your body—bones, muscles, and internal organs—they are all being strengthened. During this process, you’ll need to take in a lot of nutrients.”

“Uh, I see. No wonder I’ve been eating more and more lately.” Angelia replied, raising her hand and stuffing the small piece of exquisite dessert into her mouth.

Seeing Angelia eating like a cow chewing a peony, Leone immediately bit her lip in frustration. She was unable to think of anything else to say.

Just as she looked to Persica for help, she saw that Persica had already approached UL-Nurse, peering at the data on the tablet in the other’s hand, then eyes wide open like copper bells.

“Wait! This data! It’s like a monster! This is more outrageous than ordinary dolls!?”




Chapter 1025: Do You Want Nutritional Supplements?

"Can you please be careful with your wording before you speak? The person in question is standing in front of you now."


Listening to Persica's ambiguous words, Angelia rubbed her wrist and stood in front of Persica expressionlessly.

"Uh... ahem, no, I mean your physical fitness. Look, it's written here! Your data has completely caught up with the physical data of AR15 when she wasn't modified before !"

When the AR15 was first manufactured, the number of military parts used on her was not large, and most of them were used to ensure stable shooting.


Therefore, the AR15 was indeed the weakest in the AR team.

Especially after SOP2 got a bunch of Sangvis parts from somewhere to replace them for herself.

"Hmm?" Angelia raised her eyebrows. She raised her hand to take the tablet from Persica's hand, and looked at the data with quite professional words on it with some suspicion.

Fortunately, she is not a novice. Even if the words are difficult to pronounce, she has seen them before. In addition, she has commanded the AR team before, so she knows the physical data of the four people in the AR team, except for RO.

Persica did not lie. Her body has really taken the first step towards the inhuman direction at this moment...


This is probably why Renault asked her to think carefully before making a decision before the operation?

With her current physical fitness, if Statesec or Stasi knew about it, I am afraid that both sides would send a lot of operators to try to capture her and then study carefully what made her so strong now.

As for concealment? It can't be hidden.


Tn this era where there are cameras everywhere, even the eyes of passing dolls can be used as camerA tools. Unless she can hack all the cameras and dolls within a few kilometers at the same time, there is no way to talk about concealment.

In fact, dolls are easier to deal with because there are not many dolls in some region. If RPK16 of Taskforce DEFY tries hard, it can still be done.

Cameras are a bit difficult. As long as they pay more attention to information protection, Organizations that deploy these things will deploy internal networks on many monitoring equipment and physically disconnect them from the external network.

This is to prevent someone from reversely invading their internal hosts and servers through the external network.

Besides, she can't always carry a large jammer around in the future, right? Wherever she goes, the signal is cut off, which is impossible. Might as well transplant her head to the jammer!

The strength of this body and the abnormality in physical fitness will be exposed sooner or later; it's just a matter of time...

Thinking of this, Angelia pinched her palm and felt the abundant power in her hand and arm.

The most important thing is that her arm that was originally just a prosthetic limb is now complete again. There is no lag between these activities, which is much more comfortable than the original mechanical prosthetic limb.

"So, I've seen the data, where is the reward you mentioned?"


Throwing the tablet back, Angelia clenched her fist and looked at Persica and Leone with a smile on her face.


Well, it was mainly Persica. This woman must be the mastermind!

Shh!

Just as Persica stood there, brainstorming how to deal with Angelia who was asking for "rewards," a loud pressure-relief sound suddenly came from behind Angelia.

Everyone looked back and found that it was Renate. She had suddenly opened her power armor and then got out of it.

"Huh, although there is an air conditioning system inside, Boss Renault obviously has no intention of optimizing the air conditioning system. It's really stuffy." Renate fanned her palms, and a strand of hair on her cheek was wet with sweat and stuck to her face.

"Yeah, that's true. When Renault is not busy, we must quickly suggest improvements. In addition, the surgical equipment on the power armor should be equipped in the medical room!"


UL-Nurse nodded in agreement. Especially the nano-laser scalpel, which is really easy to use and much sharper than ordinary scalpel blades. After all the dolls replaced their biomass bodies, the old-fashioned scalpels were challenged one by one because the skin of the doll biomass body began to become tough.


Although it is still very soft to the touch, when facing a sharp weapon like a blade, the skin that should be extremely soft is as solid as a piece of hard leather armor. The blade can only cut a white mark on it repeatedly.


As the two were talking, they just took off the power armor and raised their heads to meet Angelia's fiery gaze, or more precisely, the fiery gaze staring at the power suit.


This woman was not just only staring at the power armor but also looked back at Persica and Leone while looking at it, clearly signaling with her eyes, "I want this!"

But it's a pity.




"Ange, don't think too much. You've been fooled. Leone definitely doesn't have the authority to call for equipment like power armor, especially delicate ones like the medical ones. Oh, there's definitely no problem if you use it yourself, but it doesn't include lending or even sending it out of the ship. As for Persica? She's just a tourist."


Renate wiped her sweat with a handkerchief and explained to Angelia with a smile.

If Angelia really wants it, instead of putting pressure on Leone here, she might as well go directly to Helian or Renault. What if the two of them are happy today and just wave their hands to throw a power armor to Angelia?

Then wouldn't Angelia make a profit?

Moreover, according to Renate's experience, Renault is rarely happy at ordinary times. The happiest moments occur when he has just completed a commission and made money. At these times, if he is asked for something, the chances of him agreeing are higher.

As for Helian? That's even simpler. She's happy when Renault is happy. It's really that straightforward.

As soon as Renate said this, the already dim expression on Angelia's face darkened again, and her eyes that were staring at Persica became even more unfriendly.

Leone cowering next to Persica breathed a sigh of relief. However, after seeing Persica in an awkward situation, she mustered up a little courage and spoke, "Well, although I don't have the authority to mobilize equipment, some of the products I researched myself might be useful."

Though most of them are still experimental products for now.

These are various crop extracts from the vertical farm on the ship. They should not be harmful to Angelia since she went biological transformation. In fact, they might even further promote Angelia's physical growth.

The dolls who have recently replaced their biomass bodies on the ship owe their rapid transformations partly to these nutritional extracts. Renault also used a lot of them during the transformation process.

Additionally, these things are nearly inexhaustible for Renault, so it should be okay to give some away, right?

After all, only Angelia and her own dolls can use them...

"It's just some nutritional supplements. If you take them, they should promote your physical development." Renate nodded, addressing Angelia, who was looking at her.

Hearing this, Angelia held her forehead helplessly. Her current physical fitness was clearly more than enough. Although getting stronger was a good thing, she could hardly afford her own meals now!

Originally, the problem of eating would not have been a major concern in her operational expenses!

Now, if she eats this much, and if she continues to grow...

"Don't worry about eating. When you grow more, your appetite won't be so large. At most, you'll eat several buckets of food in one meal if you get injured."

It was like a worm in her stomach. Angelia looked at Renate in surprise, wondering if this woman had developed some sort of mind-reading ability. Otherwise, why did she always remind her of what she was thinking?

"No, no, no, you're overthinking it. It's not mind-reading, it's just that your expression is too easy to read." Renate shook her finger.


Angelia was obviously very relaxed after coming to the spacecraft. She had completely given up on controlling her facial expressions, making it easy to guess what she was thinking.

Of course, the more important reason was that these situations that were currently happening to Angelia had also happened to Renate before.

Only biomass body transformers like her who didn’t have an energy engine embedded in their bodies would experience the issue of never being able to eat enough in one meal.

Like UL-Nurse who had also replaced her biomass body, she never faced a lack of energy.

"Okay, I hope you're right. But forget about the nutrients. I'm afraid I won't have the extra energy to carry those things next time." Angelia nodded and turned to Leone.

If it was just some nutrients, she probably wouldn’t have the extra capacity to carry them. Since she would continue her mission next time, there was no way to carry a bunch of nutrients.

Because she had been looking forward to it, Leone was little frustrated when she heard this. "Okay, but as for the equipment, it's fine to ask Renate to help talk to them. Renault and Helian are in a good mood recently, which may be related to the big money they will make soon."

"Well, Renault is really obsessed with money. Only making money can make him happy for a while. Alright, I'll try later." Angelia nodded. AK12 and the others had not contacted her yet, which meant Renault's dolls had not yet launched a strong attack on the museum guarded by Paradeus.


Her goal was to enter the research facility beneath the museum. It would be a waste of time for her to take a detour.
It was better for her to wait for the dolls to make their move and then follow them in.


As for those Paradeus getting things in advance and running away?


The possibility of that happening was almost nonexistent. She knew about the detection equipment on Renault’s spacecraft, and the Paradeus werw completely exposed from it. Since Renault had stated that he would wipe out Paradeus in the city, no Paradeus members would be able to escape.

When the spaceship arrived above the city and accepted Ulrich's commission, the fate of Paradeus inside was sealed.

No matter what the Paradeus' target was in the research facility of the Relics Department, they would not be able to take it away.


.... 

"The first group of the quarantine wall repair team has completed the work, and the No. 1 gap in the quarantine wall has been sealed."

Not long after M200's voice came through the communication channel, Type 80’s voice followed, "The second group has also completed their work, but there are still a dozen wounded lying on the ground, screaming. They've been treated, but they can't move now. Do you need help transferring them?"

"No, those city defense troops will stay where they are. The ELID-infected people around the quarantine wall have been cleared by the removal team. There’s no need to worry about any danger."

"Helian, the purification tower is almost done here. It will be tested in five minutes."


ME79's voice also sounded at this time. She and Scarecrow No. 1 had already communicated. The repair of the two purification towers was proceeding smoothly.

Although the city defense troops had blown up the purification tower, since most of these facilities were modular in design, the repairs were not too complicated.

However, the parts they had used to repair the towers were definitely not the same functional modules as the original ones, but just some parts with replacement functions.

There’s no problem for temporary use, but for long-term use, the city's defense forces will need to find someone to repair them properly.

It’s clearly not something they need to do in one go.

"Okay, I'll urge the action team. Five minutes is enough for them to clear out the Paradeus defenders outside the museum." Helian nodded, and while arranging for Simonov and SPAS-12 to head to the quarantine wall to pick up M200 and Type 80, she asked AR15 for a report on the situation.

Receiving Helian's communication, AR15 scratched her head helplessly. After all, the team hadn’t arrived yet. The previous plan was to mobilize all the combat teams here.

One objective was to eliminate the remaining Paradeus units, and the other was to gather.


It was almost time for dinner, and gathering everyone would also make it easier for Simonov and SPAS-12 to pick up the others.

"The tank squad—well, P38 and Stg44 haven’t arrived yet."


With the tanks under their command, the attack on those Paradeus would be much smoother.

It wasn’t that they couldn’t attack without them, but with siege tanks, they wouldn't have to waste any bullets on the Paradeus on the periphery.


After a few shots, all the Paradeus would become scrap metal.

----

Chapter 1026: Correct Target

"I'll do it! Let me go first!"

After waiting for a while, the two tanks that P38 and Stg44 were driving also arrived at the scene. Just as AR15 and the others were planning to let the tanks launch the attack first, Architect suddenly raised her hand and shouted.

Hearing Architect’s enthusiasm this time, AR15 and the others turned their heads in surprise. However, soon, everyone noticed UMP45 standing next to Architect who was smiling like a tourist.

Without waiting for anyone to ask, UMP45 spread her hands, "Let her try it. Anyway, the purpose of coming out this time is to test the practicality of the new equipment, right?"

Although the dolls had never doubted the practicality of the equipment created by G11 based on the designs provided by Renault, Helian felt that a test was still necessary.

This would also allow the dolls at home to familiarize themselves with the equipment. Not every doll is like G11. Not all of them can instantly grasp how all of this works.

For instance, those tanks—had there been no prior warning, who would have thought that these two siege tanks would have such a wide range of damage once set up? They initially only thought it was slightly outrageous. 

Of course, UMP45 had another point to make. There was not only the dolls at home to consider but also an audience from another family above their heads, watching them intently.

The Sangvis Ferri Dreamer had already positioned herself above them, practically providing the best seat in the house.

Except for UMP45, the other dolls were at least somewhat aware of Dreamer's presence. After all, the Sangvis Ferri identification signal above their heads was hard to miss. If they didn’t notice the signal, they’d have to be incredibly inattentive—no one could possibly overlook what SOP2 had noticed.

In fact, Helian and Renault were already aware of Dreamer’s appearance, as well as the Sangvis Ferri units hiding on the street nearby, poised to attack Paradeus. So many Sangvis Ferris couldn’t hide from the spacecraft’s detection equipment.


If the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind hadn’t suddenly contacted Renault, the Sangvis Ferris would have been hit by the artillery fire while still outside the city.

It wasn’t strange at all. The Sangvis Ferri Mastermind and Renault had agreed that the entry into the city would cause minimal damage to the buildings and help eliminate the Paradeus units inside.

In contrast, the Sangvis Ferri only needed to steal one item from Paradeus—an item that was entirely dispensable to Renault, something he couldn’t even use if he got it.

Renault had no objections. After all, he was robbing Paradeus.


As for the origin of the item in Paradeus's possession?


That was none of his concern. Ulrich’s commission only asked him to save the city and eliminate the Paradeus combat units listed in the city’s registry.

But what was Paradeus’s goal in coming here?


Clearly, Ulrich didn’t intend to explore that for now, and neither did Renault. If Ulrich hadn’t paid, Renault wouldn’t have bothered with them.

A group of people with bones under their protective suits could easily make one think of bone soup. Apart from feeling disgusted, Renault had no intention of engaging with them.

"Okay, you go first, but be careful. Remember not to affect any innocent people."

"Huh? Innocent people? Here?"

Upon hearing AR15’s words, Architect looked around in surprise. She couldn’t quite associate the term "innocent people" with the current situation.

After all, while it appeared peaceful, there were no living people in sight, so how could there be innocent people?

"Here. Look over there."

Tut-tut-tut.

As Architect turned to look, AR15 pointed in one direction, and everyone heard the distinct tut-tut sound from far away.

G11 was no stranger to this sound—it was the noise of the Vulture Chariot.

Ouroboros drove the Vulture Chariot with an uncomfortable RFB onboard and approached the group, with Beak riding a motorcycle beside them.

Not far behind, a large group of Sangvis dolls were rushing over.

"Huh? Innocent people? Just them?"


Upon seeing this, Architect finally understood who AR15 had been referring to. It was just those ordinary Sangvis dolls that were barely noticeable at all.

When Ouroboros stopped the Vulture Chariot, Architect jumped out and stood in front of Ouroboros and the RFB, who was rubbing her backside. "You’re the ones who led these Sangvis dolls here!?"

"Hey, hey, what are you talking about? What do you mean by 'led'? Besides, aren't you Sangvis too?" Ouroboros rolled her eyes at Architect, as if questioning her allegiance to the Sangvis Ferri family.

"Of course! I don't have a single Sangvis part on my body! How could I be Sangvis?" Architect proudly placed ber hands on her hips as she addressed Ouroboros.

Indeed, not only did her body lack any Sangvis Ferri parts, but even the neural core in use was personally processed by Renault.

The only thing that could be said to have been produced by Sangvis Ferri...

"But your neural cloud was developed by Sangvis Ferri."

"I... I... you... what you said makes sense..."

I can’t refute it!


Seeing Architect being sunk, Ouroboros turned her head and looked at AR15. "15, this doll said that she discussed with Renault. After we clean up the Paradeus around the museum, they will rush into the museum to help us fight."

Pointing to Beak beside her, Ouroboros made this remark. Though she still has some doubt. She wondered why Renault would agree to this strange request.

It’s not difficult for them to deal with Paradeus now, so why do they need these guys to lead the charge?

However, UMP45 and AR15 nodded and expressed their understanding.


It was Renault’s style of doing things. Anyway, after they finished fighting the Paradeus outside the museum, they would temporarily call it a day and return to the spaceship for dinner.

During the meal, they would let these Sangvis Ferris go in and fight those Paradeus to a draw and add a show during the meal...

"Okay, why do you have so many questions? If you have any questions, just ask Commander Renault after the mission is over. Didn't you want to show off just now? Don't tell me you backed down again?" AR15 rubbed her eyebrows, a slight headache forming.

Compared to the combat orders conveyed by Helian, she preferred Renault’s direct instructions.


It was clearer, and the situation before them wouldn't have happened.


Well, it was the kind like Architect who didn't read the communication protocol at all...

However, this situation probably only happened on Renault’s side. After all, Renault had never sent mission briefings on the communication protocol of dolls before.

"How is it possible! Just wait and see!"


Hearing AR15's words, Architect immediately remembered what she wanted to do just now. She jumped back to the top of the building in three or two steps, then took out some ammunition from behind her waist.

But she apparently took the wrong one. She switched it back and forth several times before finally selecting a blue round of ammunition.

"Really..."


Looking at Architect’s unfamiliar hand movements, AR15 held her forehead helplessly. "It should be EMP, right? Have you tried it just now?"

Compared to Architect, AR15 naturally paid attention to the weapons used in this battle, and she wouldn't be like Architect who didn’t even know what functions her weapons had or which ammunition was available.

"Well, it’s been tried, and the effect is very good. It destroyed the Hydras of the rebels, as well as a large number of mechas and dolls from Paradeus on the spot."

"Can it also affect those Strelets and Rodeleros?"

"Yes, it seems that most of the parts in those guys' bodies should still be mechanical." UMP45 nodded.

Originally, seeing that those Strelets and Rodeleros were all units that possess human remains in their bodies, UMP45 had thought that those guys might have a larger biological part, and EMP might not have much effect.

But not long ago, Architect’s EMP was fired, and within its range, almost all Paradeus combat units were disabled. Even those Rodeleros whose main bodies still looked human.

It must be said that she had overestimated Paradeus. She thought that their biological technology was catching up with Renault’s.


Now it was clear that it’s still far away.

"Well, that's a lot easier..." AR15 nodded after hearing what UMP45 said and turned to look in the direction of the museum.


Architect shouldn’t be completely clueless and just randomly attack with EMP, right?

If they want to wipe out the Paradeus combat units around the museum, the first thing they need to do is destroy the opponent’s command center, namely the Nytos hidden among the Paradeus combat units.

Without these Nytos as command centers, the intelligence of these Paradeus combat units would drop several levels directly—from a combat force that can cooperate in combat to a mentally impaired individual who can only fight on their own.

With the intelligence support of the spaceship, they didn’t even need to conduct reconnaissance now. The specific location of the Nytos was as conspicuous as a few kilowatts of tritium light.

It’s near the museum building—specifically near the back door—and there’s also one at the side door.

Among these Paradeus combat units, two of the most important command centers are within their reach.

If Architect hadn't lost her mind, the last two EMP bombs she had thrown should be aimed directly at those two Nytos!

Bang!

After the crisp gunshot of C10, a not-so-bright light-blue ball of light lit up directly from the Doppelsoldners of Paradeus!

"Aha! Hit!" Architect was shouting excitedly.

Around the location where the EMP bomb hit, a large circle of Paradeus Doppelsoldners staggered and fell in all directions!

Before falling, the grenade launchers on them were fired automatically and uncontrollably!

Boom!

The sound of the Doppelsoldners falling and the continuous grenades exploding made the entire museum vibrate!

"Architect! You idiot! Where are you hitting?"


Seeing this scene, Maria shouted angrily. Those Doppelsoldners were her targets! She hadn't used up her special grenades yet! Don’t be so aggressive!

"Huh? What do you mean by hitting where? I hit it! What’s there to complain about?"

Architect responded without realizing it. She didn't noticed that AR15 and UMP45 had already stared at the back of her head with silent eyes.

Gager next to gee also noticed the unfriendly eyes of AR15 and UMP45. She wanting to remind Architect, but before she could move, she was stopped by Alchemist next to her.

"No, no, no, this won’t work. Such an interesting show can't be ruined by you."

Hearing the words of Alchemist, Gager suddenly widened her eyes. She didn’t expect Alchemist to do this!


What’s wrong with you? Why are you suddenly remembering to have fun at this time!?

Alchemist covered Gager’s mouth for only a short moment, which delayed Gager for a while.

But this time was enough.

Because this time, Architect didn’t switch her ammunition back and forth, but instead, very accurately found the last EMP bullet, loaded it, aimed, and then fired without hesitation!

But...

The target this time was not the command center of Paradeus, but those Uhlan armored vehicles that were very conspicuous at first glance...

They get it. Architect will only attack those targets that look very conspicuous...

The dolls next to her were all muttering this in their hearts at this moment, and their hands had already reached their foreheads.

"Oh, really, two good EMPs were wasted by you like this. It’s really up to us next!"


Seeing Architect’s actions, P38 shook her head helplessly, a little joy at the corner of her mouth.

In this way, isn’t it time for their siege tanks to play!

"Stop! Don’t even think about it! That’s a museum! It’s a key building after all! You can’t set the tanks to bombard it! Forget it!"


As soon as P38 finished speaking, AR15 waved her hand to interrupt P38’s next words, lest this gi directly called the gunners and razed the museum to the ground.

"Eh..." Hearing AR15 say this, P38 couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed, but this was to be expected.

"Haha, it seems that we still have to make a move."

At this moment, Alchemist and UMP40 pushed aside the crowd and walked out, looking toward the direction of the museum with a smile.


At this time, it was indeed their turn to "turn the tide"!


----

Chapter 1027

Boom!

"Hmm? It's started again? ME79! We should go!"


Hearing the roar of explosions in the distance, M1919A4 shouted to ME79 who was still in the control room of the purification tower.

"Here we go! Here we go! This time it's my turn to drive!" ME79 ran while rubbing her hands excitedly.

Although SCV is just an engineering machine, if you want to drive it, you must pass the simulation training course in the training room.

The difficulty... For ME79 who has never set foot on the battlefield, both the elementary and advanced courses are quite difficult.

Before coming out this time, she finally got her driver's license. Unfortunately, compared to driving the SCV herself, Helian was more optimistic about her professional ability and did not let her drive the SCV down herself. Instead, she did the command and coordination work like Scarecrow.

Now that the maintenance work of the purification tower has been completed, she only needs to collect some numerical changes in the collapse radiation dose on the way to the rendezvous point to complete the task.

However, there is no need to do anything for this little thing.


There is a detector on the SCV, and an external tablet can be connected to receive data. That's why ME79 thought of driving the SCV on the way back.

As for the small matter of data collection, just leave it to M1919A4.

Anyway, M1919 couldn't stand it in the SCV cockpit and wanted to go outside to get some fresh air.

Of course, it's not that she ran away by herself, but just sat on the body of the SCV. Or, in other words, when ME79 opened the hood while driving, M1919A4 sat on the edge of the cockpit.

The BM59 next to her was the same. If she wasn't in a hurry, it would be very stuffy to stay in the cockpit all the time. Although the air circulation system can operate normally, because of the collapse radioactive dust here, it is not good for them to open the air circulation system, even though it can purify the collapse radioactive dust in the air.


But it will also cause the filter element inside the body to wear out quickly, and they will have to repair it after returning, which will make them covered with engine oil.

So, before coming out, M1919A4 and BM59 had agreed that neither of them would open the air circulation system.


When they returned, while others were still struggling to replace the filter element of the air circulation system, the two of them could escape in advance!

As for opening the cockpit cover, will it cause the cockpit to fall into the collapse of radioactive dust?

Hey, it's not a big deal. When the time comes, can't you just take the disinfection equipment and spray it in the cockpit? It only takes a few minutes!


Isn't it more convenient than disassembling the cockpit, then disassembling the filter cover, and then replacing the filter element?

"Wuhu!"

After actually sitting in the SCV cockpit, ME79 couldn't help but shout excitedly. Although she had already driven the SCV for an unknown period of time in the training cabin, it was still not comparable to sitting in the shoulder of the SCV!

However, even so, ME79 did not drive the SCV to catch shrimps like other drivers did. After all, M1919A4 was still sitting on the edge of the cockpit, and they also needed to ensure the moving speed to ensure that the collected data was credible.

Boom!

Just as ME79 shouted, there was another piercing roar in the distance.


They had long been accustomed to this sound. This was the sound of siege tanks firing after they were set up. They were tired of hearing it before.

"It sounds like a lively fight, but didn't Helian say that it should be over in five minutes? Why is it still so lively now?"

BM59 felt it was a little strange. To be honest, if it was over in five minutes, there should be no need for heavy firepower such as siege tanks, right?

"Hey, it must be that P38 and G43 haven't fought enough. If I didn't have to drive the SCV, I would have wanted to sign up for their tank team. There are not many opportunities to drive a tank and fire recklessly like today."


ME79 and BM59 both nodded in understanding.


Indeed, although the siege tank is powerful, there are not many opportunities for them to appear here. Occasionally, when artillery support is needed, it is mostly provided by gunships and spacecraft bodies.


Among the weapons and equipment manufactured by G11 according to the drawings, there will probably not be too many opportunities for siege tanks to appear.


Of course, if they receive other commissions to go to the red zone or black zone in the future, there should be such opportunities, but definitely not many.


After all, Helian and Renault's next plan is to find a city to settle down.


In the city, well, even in the suburbs, there are not many opportunities to use these tanks. In such a densely populated area, it is obvious that power armor is more flexible. Besides, if you think the C14 rifle of the power armor is not powerful enough, there is also the larger Predator power armor.


If you don't look at the killing range of the weapon in a single attack, the combat effectiveness of the Predator power armor is probably higher than the main cannon of the siege tank.

M1919A4 spoke while looking down at the tablet in her hand, but as soon as she said this, she felt a little regretful. "Really, I thought I could kill a lot of people in this mission, but in the end, I just drove the SCV to repair the purification tower. Paradeus are too weak." 

"Well, in MG3's words, this is all good. If they weren't too weak, it won't be done quickly."

"Hey! Don't quote her! That cunning girl! Sbe keeps saying that nothing happened, but she turned around and ran with P38's tank to be a gunner! She's so deceptive!"

She was careless! She didn't expect MG3 to act so quickly! Even MG42 and MG34 couldn't snatch the position away!

"Well, okay, since MG3 is on P38..."

"No, MG3 is on Stg44's, and the gunner on P38's is MP40."

"Is that so? Stg44 is the commander, MG3 is the gunner, so who's driving the tank?"

"Oh, yeah. Who is it?"

...

"It's me! SpectreM4! I'm not her!?"


SpectreM4 crazily shouted at Stg44.


These two! I've been in the same vehicle with her for so long. Although the space in the tank is not big, you can't see who's driving unless you look down...

But you two have been in the same vehicle for so long anyway! Remember who your driver is!

"Sorry, sorry! Slip of the tongue! P38 and the others have already taken out those armored vehicles! We can't fall behind! Hurry up! SpectreM4! Put away the support frame! Let's rush directly to those heavy swordsmen!"

Stg44 shouted loudly. Although the siege tank's turret mode is powerful, after the two tanks fired one shot on each side, there was no room for the turret mode to be used.

AR15 and UMP40 had already begun to glare at her and P38 with unfriendly eyes. If this continued, Commander Renault would definitely deduct all their salaries when they returned!

At this point, it was time for the main cannon of the siege tank in mobile mode to play its role!

It was also powerful against these Paradeus Doppelsoldners. After one shot, there would definitely be no Doppelsoldners still standing! It was a bit of a waste to not use it on those fragile Uhlan armored vehicles!

P38 on the other siege tank had the same idea, but because they were closer to the Uhlan armored vehicles, they made a different choice.

However, P38 didn't think it was a loss. Although the Doppelsoldner was worth a shot, there were fewer of them than the armored vehicles, and the first place in the final battle was still theirs!

While the two tanks rushed around the battlefield, fighting for results, the other T-dolls were naturally not idle.

MG42 and the others who were wearing power armor had already rushed to the front of the Strelets and Rodeleros and pulled the trigger of the C14 in their hands to the bottom.


For a while, bullets rained down on the Strelets like a downpour.

However, the most eye-catching thing was the flamethrower in Vector's hand.


The two flamethrowers fixed on her arms could spray out flames with a temperature of thousands of degrees, which could be called plasma!

The force shields on the shooters and Rodeleros couldn't even last half a second under such high temperatures, and they were almost finished if they were touched!


A flame sprayed down, and the Paradeus hit by it fell to the ground one after another, slowly burning into charcoal as time went by.

If it weren't for the armor and protective clothing on these guys, the ignited Paradeus would have left no trace at all in the end. This weapon is very clean! And efficient!

"Eh! Eh! No! Wait! Leave me one or two!"


Architect was in a situation where she had no target to aim at, because whether it was an ordinary Strelets or those Rodeleros, these enemies who could be killed by her couldn't even hold a breath under the rain of bullets or flames!

The targets she could notice were also noticed by MG42 and MG34, and there was also Vector next to her who was quickly clearing the screen.

As for the targets she couldn't notice?


There was no need to think about it because they were all targets of Alchemist and others.


Often, when she noticed those guys and fired a shot, the opponent had already been cut into pieces by the lightsaber. Her shot was nothing more than almost causing friendly fire.

As for Maria and Destroyer? They were busy snatching kills from the siege tanks, so they had no time to pay attention to the little snipers like the Strelets and Rodeleros.

Hiss——!

It was a scary scene. The combat power of these dolls under Renault and their equipment was a bit too overwhelming, right?

Wartching this scene from the beginning, Beak gasped. She shouldn't have felt toothache, but now she felt that someone was poking her gums with a toothpick.

If it had been Sangvis Ferri, although there was no big difference in the specific combat methods between them and Renault's dolls, their combat effectiveness was much worse.

Although the ordinary Sangvis Dolls still open fire recklessly, but...

The T-dolls under Renault's command were protected by power armor, so they completely ignored the bullets and lasers fired by the Paradeus. The weapons in the hands of the Paradeus hit these power armors, which was no different from tickling.

The Doppelsoldners Mechs and the Uhlan Mechs were not without action. The grenade launchers and machine guns in their hands hit the siege tanks, and they made a clanging sound, but they couldn't even penetrate the armor!

The grenades fired, but except for making the siege tanks perform a cool scene of rushing out of the thick smoke, they could not cause any damage at all!

Although Beak felt that her side's strength should not be much inferior to Renault's before when she  first came and was full of confidence, but now... Beak felt that she and the ordinary Sangvis behind her should be careful and move back a little more.

"Why are you standing here? I see RFB has already rushed out."


Turning back, Beak looked at the Ouroboros who was still standing there, then glanced at the Vulture tank beside her.

The Vulture tank was equipped with a grenade launcher of such a large caliber that she even felt she could fit her arm into it. She knew at a glance that it was definitely powerful!

But Ouroboros didn't move at all and had no intention of driving forward to help.

"She? That's because she messed up her personnel transfer mission. She didn't have any merit. She won't get paid when she goes back. As for me? My mission has been completed, and this thing doesn't have any armor. I don't want to drive this thing out and run to Paradeus to catch bullets with my face!"

The Vulture tank is indeed not without weapons, but the current scene is so intense, and the bullets from Paradeus are like rain. No matter how fast she drives, she will definitely be hit.

It is true that the grenade launcher on her vehicle can indeed cause damage to Paradeus, but it can also cause splash damage to the CMC power armor worn by others.

In addition, the spider mines equipped on the Vulture tank are not suitable for use in the current situation where enemies and allies are mixed together.

By then, Paradeus will not kill many enemeis, but many allies will be injured.


Then she will not only not get paid, but may have to pay pocket money for the next few months!

Hearing this, Beak nodded in understanding.


No wonder, but Renault is really humane. After the mission is completed, no one will say anything even if they stand by and laze around?

If it had been Sangvis Ferri, I am afraid that both the agent and Judge would have started to nag.

Recently, Judge have become more and more nagging. It is really strange. She doesn't know which circuit in her neural cloud went wrong.

Beak sighed in her heart. At this time, Dreamer in the air and looking at the battlefield below from above was also sighing.

Originally, she had some ideas about Renault. She wanted to see if she could find a chance to bring back the little fool, Destroyer.


But now it seems...


--

Chapter 1028: Should We Give It a Try?

Looking at Destroyer who was dressed in the same casual clothes as Maria, it was almost impossible to tell them apart. Dreamer felt a little conflicted at the moment.

When she led the team to approach the museum earlier, she had expected some conflict with the dolls under Renault. Several of Renault's dolls were very perceptive, glancing at the hiding spot of her Sangvis dolls multiple times.

One of them even raised a hand and waved, clearly having spotted her.

However, just as she was about to take action, Eliza stopped her and suggested they wait for Renault’s forces to clear the Paradeus outside the museum.

Though Dreamer didn’t fully understand Eliza’s reasoning, it seems that Eliza had been in contact with Renault. After all, how else could the two sides be so peaceful and even cooperating?

Once Renault’s forces cleared the Paradeus garrisons outside the museum, it would be Dreamer’s turn to shine. She would enter the museum, locate the research institute, and retrieve what Eliza needed.

The fighting outside was fierce, and the speed at which Renault’s dolls were defeating the Paradeus was almost unbelievable.

The difficult force shields of the Paradeus were completely useless against the weapons in the hands of Renault’s dolls. The Paradeus units couldn’t even scratch the power armors...

The T-dolls under Renault were like invincible forces in a game. While Maria and Destroyer didn’t rush into the fray like the others clad in power armor, they still killed everyone.

The grenades in their hands never stopped, always targeting armored units far from friendly forces or in blind spots.

Looking at them, it seems like they were still practicing their accuracy... When did Destroyer start doing this? They were both using grenade launchers, yet their accuracy was astounding.

Back when they were still with Sangvis Ferri, the little fool Destroyer always advocated for firepower coverage. The grenades were aimed in general directions, with the expectation that the explosions would hit the target within range.

But now, that strategy didn’t work anymore. Whether dealing with fully-armored military autonomous dolls or Paradeus equipped with force field shields, the likelihood of this method inflicting any real damage was slim.

Frag damage ? A serious large-caliber artillery might be useful, but regular frag grenades? They couldn’t even penetrate protective clothing!

Only tactical dolls who didn't possess bulletproof vests would be seriously injured by such attacks.


.... 

Speaking of bulletproof vests...

“Hiss! These little guys! Are they really dangerous elements?”


Seeing the cloaks of the four members of Taskforce DEFY, which were scratched so much that the lining was exposed, the Griffin dolls who had just finished their repairs in the workshop took three steps back in fear.

They feared that the ruthless 'assassins' who had been pestering Taskforce DEFY would suddenly target them, the “newcomers.”

As the captain of Taskforce DEFY, AK12 was also feeling a bit tearful at this moment. The smile that used to grace her face, like Springfield’s, had disappeared, replaced by an expression full of bitterness and grievance.

As military T-Dolls transformed from a disobedient team, their gear was naturally more advanced than that of the Griffin T-dolls. The clothes they wore, especially the cloak, were actually bulletproof.

Not only were they bulletproof, but they were also stab-proof and scratch-proof. This made them better equipped to deal with the ELID-infected, common in contaminated areas.

But now... this cloak that supposed to offer excellent protection was as fragile as tissue paper under the claws of these little cats!

Their claws could cut holes in the fabric of the cloak! If they were a little careless and grabbed their cloaks to climb, they could directly tear a hole in the lining with just a slip!

Damn it! Are these claws some kind of laser weapons? Why are they so sharp!?

Even RPK16 who wasn’t wearing a cloak was helpless at this moment. She stared at the holes in her clothes. She wanted to cry, but there were no tears left.

Luckily, the clothes they wore were specially made; otherwise, that claw just now wouldn’t have just torn her clothes, but also possibly damaged her bionic skin.

AK15 was also dealing with a formidable enemy. She was holding a kitten in her hands with a great deal of headache. Fortunately, once caught, the little cat was obedient, or she’d be worried about whether its claws would scratch the bionic skin on her arm.

Although the T-Dolls of Taskforce DEFY didn’t have as many bionic modules as the civilian dolls, they were still equipped with the necessary bionic modules, and it would hurt if they were scratched.

“Springfield, you should have warned us earlier. What should we do in this situation next?” Imitating AK15’s actions, AK12 grabbed the little tabby cat still climbing on her body and complained to Springfield, who was secretly laughing.

“Haha, it seems these little guys like you very much.” Springfield responded with a smile as though she didn’t hear AK12’s complaints at all.

“I think they just like the material of your capes... M500 seems to have put those old protective suits in the pet room as cat climbing frames...” WA2000 shuddered and subconsciously stepped away from these little assassins.

These kittens, especially while they were still growing, were the most mischievous. They were curious about everything and wanted to scratch anything new to see how it felt.

The dolls aboard the ship had all suffered the consequences.

Moreover, M500 recently complained to Helian that she was the only one in the pet room and was a little too busy. Moreover, her previous major was dog training, not managing these assassin-like cats...

"Oh! You three little troublemakers! You actually ran outside again! Did I not give you food or toys? I am so angry!"


M500's roar also sounded from the door of the restaurant.

Originally, she was just a little worried, but now, seeing the "miserable state" of the members of Taskforce DEFY, M500 knew that these little troublemakers had caused trouble again!

"Sorry! Sorry! The clothes you are wearing... um, should they be bulletproof? I'll ask P90 to make a new set for you!" M500 said as she grabbed the three troublesome little guys from AK12 and the other two.

M500 didn't make any big moves, just one hand, with only her fingers, and grabbed the three troublemakers by pinching the back of their necks.

"Puff!"

Seeing the three little cats being grabbed by M500 were frozen in the air with their eyes wide open and their claws stretched out as if they were stupid. AN94 couldn't help but laugh softly. The three little cats were still side by side, with their heads close to each other. 

AK12 also scratched her head when she saw this, and the grievance in her heart almost disappeared. "Uh, by the way, is it really okay for you to hold them like this?"

"Huh? Ah, don't worry about that. Although these cats are small, they are tough and nothing will happen!" M500 waved her hand. "Come with me first! Go to P90 to measure the size! It should be ready after dinner!"

After dinner? Doesn't P90 need to eat?

Although there were some doubts in her heart, AN94 did not ask because WA2000 had already waved her hand to urge them, "Go, go, hurry up, otherwise you will miss the meal."

Is it really that important to not miss the meal? Is it possible that catching up with the meal is an important activity for Commander Renault and the dolls?


Although the aroma coming from the kitchen window is indeed very tempting, they are military dolls, very professional, and will never be unable to walk because of the strong smell of rice!

AK12 did not hesitate. After all, their cloaks and clothes were in this state.


At first glance, they looked like refugees. Fortunately, Ange was not at the scene; otherwise, with the recent changes in that woman, she would probably laugh at them for a while.

And... the clothes on Boss Renault's ship...

What was damaged on them were bulletproof cloaks and clothes. P90 couldn't fool them with ordinary clothes, right?

Maybe they could take the opportunity to exchange for some good stuff?

Although those power armors looked a bit stupid and rough at first glance, in fact, how could AK12 not envy them? Although they looked big, their performance was really not reduced at all!

Although they were indeed sitting in the restaurant on the ship, the screen was placed behind Springfield and was always broadcasting the combat situation of the dolls below, so it was hard not to see it.

M500 led the three people to the pet room first and threw the three little assassins who had escaped back into the pet room.

There was a transparent wall in the pet room that looked very solid, made of the same material as the spacecraft viewing window, so there was no need to worry about the little claws of these cats.

But even so, when M500 threw the three little ones back, the three little kittens were still restless. They didn't fight, but they still wanted to slip away from M500's feet.

Unfortunately, they were hit on the head by M500 one by one when they ran halfway and rolled back.

AN94 stood outside the glass and watched with her eyes shining, wishing she could go in and interact with the dozen cats inside on the spot.

Unfortunately, when she looked down and saw the miserable state of herself, and thought about the fact that the damage was caused by the three kittens, the impulse in AN94's head calmed down as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on her.

"Okay! Come with me! We have to hurry! Otherwise, it will be too late for P90 to finish work early and go to the restaurant to grab a seat!" M500 spoke , calling Taskforce DEFY to follow her and ran towards the logistics department first.

AK12 and several others followed closely behind and arrived at the entrance of the logistics department in a few steps.

"Fortunately, there are not many dolls on the ship now, and all the Sangvis Ferris have gone to the hangar to work. Otherwise, they couldn't run fast." M500 said while reaching out to the access control.

However, before her fingers touched the button, the door of the logistics department opened first, and P90, holding a thermos cup and a lunch box in her hands, happened to face M500.

"Hey! You scared me!" x2

The two people who suddenly faced each other were startled and shouted at the same time.

But they recovered quickly. P90 looked at Taskforce DEFY behind M500. "What are you doing?"

"Uh, P90, look at the clothes on them, can you make a new set?" M500 pointed at the clothes on the people behind her that looked like they were in trouble and asked embarrassedly.

"Oh, I see, they were caught by those assassins, right! I understand! I understand! Those clothes murderers at home are really too jumpy! Every day, someone here has their clothes damaged by those troublemakers, but now it's almost time for dinner..."

"Don't, don't! Don't! Just enter the body data! Then let the machine do it! It can't be done after dinner, they may leave in a while." seeing that P90 was still planning to go to dinner first, M500 quickly dissuaded her.

"That's what you said... Well, okay, come in first, but I have to remind you that because I don't have the pattern of the clothes you are wearing, there will definitely be some differences in the production."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it looks similar." AK12 waved her hand. She didn't pursue it. The clothes she was wearing were made by the doll maker, Dr. Shaw, who created them.


The style and appearance were all based on other people's preferences. She couldn't say how much she liked them. It's just that there was nothing else to wear.


Who makes this suit have the best protection performance?

"That's good, anyway, stand here and scan it first. Oh, by the way, it's best to take off those external equipment separately and scan them; otherwise, they will be considered as part of the clothes." P90 looked at the ammunition bags, secondary weapon buckles, and other things hanging on the bodies of several people and reminded them.


AK12 and her companions naturally followed suit. There was nothing to argue about. They took off their external equipment and put them aside. They stood under the scanner, but their eyes were looking at the furnishings in the logistics department.

Perhaps it was to guard against those all-pervasive clothing murdering kittens , or perhaps it was P90's personal preference, in the clothing room, P90 also used the same transparent material as the pet room for the wall, which looked very transparent.

AK12 saw several human models placed not far away at a glance. Most of the clothes worn by those models were ordinary clothes, but there were still a few more eye-catching ones, which looked a bit like one-piece clothes, like diving suits.

The whole body was a tight design. At first glance, you could tell that it must be the kind that fits the body very well.

But the material of those clothes looked a little different from ordinary clothes.

Seemingly noticing AK12's gaze hidden under her eyelids, P90 raised her eyebrows and suddenly felt happy. "What? Are you very interested in those protective suits? Do you want to try them on?"



Chapter 1029: Embarrassing to Wear

"This armor is good in every way, but it's a little stuffy."


Renate picked up a magazine she had been reading and used it as a fan. As she spoke, she looked at Angelia. Her smiling eyes and upturned mouth made it seem like she was not complaining.

She was clearly showing off!

Didn't you see Angelia's eyes almost popping out of her head with envy?

Persica sitting next to her was unfazed. After all, it was just a power armor, so Persica didn't care too much about it.

What she was more curious about, however, was the bodies of Renate and UL-Nurse.

It was evident that the bodies of these two had become completely flesh and blood. Even the hair on their heads was wet with sweat and looked very natural.

Although dolls also have bionic systems, no one had ever set a bionic system to this extent. After all, when dolls sweat, they consume a lot of circulating fluid in their bodies, which reduces their cooling function.

But Renate and UL-Nurse in front of her were clearly different. The sweat from these two could probably fill a cup.

Initially, Persica had thought there would be no problem taking off the power armor since the people in front of her were all women. But now, facing Persica's wolf-like eyes, Renate who was originally wanted to continue showing off couldn't stand it...

She miscalculated. This woman ... She should've let Renault handle this. Leone has already been led by Persica, and if this continues, Persica might convince several more dolls.

Fortunately, UL-Nurse was not affected by Persica's strange look at all. She washed up nearby, changed into her usual nurse uniform, picked up her lunch box, said goodbye to Renate, and left the biological laboratory.

"I'll go to the restaurant and wait for you first, hurry up."

Listening to UL-Nurse's voice fading away, Renate regretted hesitating just now. She should've rushed into the bathroom with this girl. Although it would have been a bit crowded, it would have been better than the feeling of sitting on pins and needles right now!

"Hehe, what did someone said before? That I can't get into the biological laboratory without someone?" Seeing that Renate was the only one left, Persica chuckled and crossed her arms while looking at her.

"Ah? Did anyone say that? Anyway, I'm going to take a shower first!"

Seeing Persica’s displeased expression, Renate tilted her head and pretended to be clueless. Then, she rushed into the bathroom quickly and slammed the door shut behind her.

"Hey! You! You're a liar! But you don't have the guts to confront me!?"

Unfortunately, Renate was ready inside the bathroom. She turned a deaf ear to Persica's shouting. After all, the spaceship doors were very solid. Even if Persica was ten times stronger than an ordinary person, she wouldn't be able to force the door open.

After several attempts to knock and only hearing the sound of water splashing, Persica angrily shouted, "If you have the guts, stay in there and don't come out for the rest of your life!"

Inside, Renate remained completely unfazed, even whistling leisurely, almost singing a song.

Angelia wasn't in a hurry. After all, she was already there, and it was quite amusing to watch Persica jumping around in anger.

"Are you sure this is real nutrient? Why does it look like gel?" Angelia asked curiously, examining the nutrient samples Leone had brought out.

"Yeah, of course! These are nutrients extracted from crops produced by the spacecraft's vertical farm! If you eat this, just one can will make the growth rate of dolls with biomass bodies increase by twenty times!" Leone puffed her chest proudly after hearing Angelia's question.

"Hiss!"

Twenty times!?

What on earth is this?!


Hearing this outrageous number, Angelia's forehead immediately broke out in a cold sweat. She subconsciously imagined a baby turning into a muscular man in an instant.

She shook her head and pushed this wild thought out of her mind. No, no, no, it can’t be as exaggerated as I imagine!

Seeing Angelia's expression, Leone beamed with pride, though a bit embarrassed. After all, this was just an unintentional product. It was originally a byproduct from her extraction of anti-ELID medicinal substances.

However, because it used edible gel, it could be digested after eating.

The reason it was used as a nutritional supplement was mainly because the kittens at home were mischievous and began growing faster after eating the byproduct gel that was about to be thrown into the recycling furnace.

Then... this was favored by Renault, who then used it to accelerate the growth of biomass bodies.


After all, it could be considered a nutritional supplement with no side effects after consumption.

The only downside was that it was not seasoned. If eaten directly, it didn’t quite suit human tastes.

"Ugh! Pah! This taste! It’s awful!"


The fishy smell, mixed with a strong earthy odor, was almost unbearable...

Angelia nearly vomited right on the spot!

After snatching Leone's cup and drinking the juice, Angelia finally recovered. She looked at Leone with a strange expression, "Such a disgusting thing! How did those T-dolls eat it?!"

Don’t tell me the bionic module was turned off! How could the dolls with biomass bodies still have this function!

"Huh!? Why did you eat it... It's just a sample..." Leone was shocked to see Angelia open the sample jar and even dig into it with her finger, eating it without her noticing!

This woman! Is she stupid, or just incredibly bold? Does she dare eat anything!? 

"Didn't you say this is a nutritional supplement?"

"Yes, but I didn’t say you could eat it directly like this! It needs to be processed by the restaurant before it can be eaten..." Leone looked at the sample that had been opened and now had a finger-sized dent in it, feeling a little aggrieved.

Besides, the dent made her feel awkward no matter how she looked at it.


Although she didn’t have obsessive-compulsive disorder, this was a sample placed in the biological laboratory. It was her first research result aside from the ELID special medicine.


How could she leave it here as an exhibit?

“Uh, okay, sorry.” Seeing the conflicted expression on Leone’s face, Angelia rubbed her fingers awkwardly, wanting to smooth out the dent with her fingers. But seeing that Leone was still watching, she decided not to do it.

She awkwardly put the lid back on and carefully placed the bottle back in its original position.

“Oh, forget it. Just treat it as an extra dish for lunch.” Leone shook her head and looked down at the time. It was almost time to go to the restaurant to grab a good seat.

Although the restaurant had enough space for all the dolls to sit, some seats were better than others. It wasn’t a private room or anything, but with so many seats, there would definitely be a seat close to the aisle. A good location was naturally far from these areas.


At least that way, you wouldn’t have to worry about the T-dolls running around and slipping…

With people coming and going, accidents were inevitable.

“Extra dishes?”

“Dr. Persica, do you want to have a meal together? The restaurant on the ship is about to open for dinner.” Leone spoke this while holding the lunchbox in her hand, with a can of nutritional supplements tucked under her armpit.

Seeing Leone’s determined look, Persica initially planned to wait for Renate to come out of the shower, so she hesitated for a moment. But after thinking it over, she decided to go with Leone.

After all... once Leone left, Angelia obviously wouldn't stay here alone.


Then it would just be her and Renate left in the biological laboratory...

A living huma facing a living doll with a biomass body... Sorry! She couldn’t win!

What was she doing here? Waiting to be beaten by Renate!?

Though she had caught a ride on Renault's ship, who knew what Renate was thinking?


All the dolls on Renault’s ship were not restricted by the base root human protocol! What’s more, they had all been replaced with biomass bodies, so there was no command protocol at all!

Persica followed Leone out of the biological laboratory and soon noticed the lunchbox in Leone’s hand.

“By the way, doesn’t the restaurant provide plates and tableware? Why do you need to bring your own?”


The lunchbox in Leone’s hand wasn’t anything fancy. It was just a plain stainless steel lunchbox.

Persica really couldn’t understand why she needed to carry a lunchbox when the restaurant provided tableware.

“Um, hey, isn’t it because the kitchen’s busy? There was a time when no one was helping in the kitchen, so a group of Sangvis dolls were temporarily called to help. But at that time, the minds of those Sangvis dolls had just sprouted self-awareness. Some of them were just pulled from the vertical farm and the breeding farm… so…”

So, everyone’s disgusted with the dishes in the restaurant, right?

Angelia, who had been silently listening beside her, shrugged. This kind of thing wasn’t so outrageous. It was a normal phenomenon.

Seeing the frightened expression on Persica’s face, Leone quickly explained, “But that happened a long time ago. Don’t worry now! Most of the Sangvis Ferris have already studied with M1897!”

“M1897?”

“The doll in charge of the cleaning department on the ship… well, how should I put it? A little obsessive-compulsive, maybe even a little bit of mysophobia?”

“Make way! Make way! These big black footprints! Can’t you change your shoes before coming again!?”

As soon as Leone finished speaking, a voice came from behind the three of them.


Turning back, they saw two Sangvis Ferri Rippers in work clothes, holding a mop and a vacuum cleaner. One was vacuuming, while the other mopped the not-so-obvious footprints on the ground.

Looking at the complaining expressions on their faces, Angelia looked down at the ground.


Probably, the footprints belonged to her, right?

“Hold on! It’s you! I’m talking about you! We followed you all the way from the hangar! Did you fish the shoes on your feet out of the mud?”

Pop!

A pair of pink slippers landed right in front of Angelia.

“Put them on!”

Angelia was stunned by the sudden shout. She hesitated for a moment, but the two Rippers rushed up and yanked her boots off with their feet!

Then they threw her boots over the heads of two Dinergates and hung them on the particle shotgun on their bodies.


Judging from the appearance, it seemed to be a shoe rack...?

Now being forced to wear slippers, Angelia still hadn’t processed what was happening. Before she could react, the two Dinergates rushed off with a whoosh!

“Hey! My shoes!?”

“Go! Get out of the way! Go to the cleaning department to get your shoes!”

Seeing the vacuum cleaner nozzle approaching her toes, Angelia quickly stepped back. Then she turned to Leone with a confused look.

“So... this is the result of their training with M1897?”

“Ahem, it should be... probably... Anyway, let’s go to the restaurant first. Your shoes won’t be lost...”


Unless they’re intercepted by the little 'assassins' on the ship halfway.

Yes, that’s it.

...

While Leone was leading Persica and the others to the restaurant, P90 was also selling the protective suit in front of her to AK12 and the others while checking the time.

“Ahem, anyway, this protective suit has a lot of advantages! It’s made of the latest materials! It automatically adapts to the wearer’s body shape! It’s soft and breathable, with extraordinary protective capabilities! At least it’s definitely stronger than the bulletproof cloaks you’re wearing!”


Seeing that AK15 was about to point at the bulletproof cloak on her body, P90 quickly changed the subject, raising her voice to emphasize.


After all, this suit had withstood the claws of those cat assassins on the ship, and it was no ordinary protective suit!


Though this protective suit was just a prototype made according to the blueprints she got from Renault, except for the strange functions that couldn’t be realized due to the lack of supporting equipment, the protective ability was almost the same as the data in the blueprints .


She had originally made these prototypes to find a few dolls to try them on and give feedback, so she could think of improvements.


But...

The dolls at home were very resistant to the idea of wearing tights, fearing embarrassment after wearing them.


As a result, it had been a week or two since they were made, and the suits were still sitting here, gathering dust.


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Chapter 1030: You Are Really Brave

Wearing protective clothing is not a difficult problem, and wearing tights is naturally not hard either. It's not like no one in the family has worn tights before. Even if you feel a little embarrassed, you can always put a coat over it.

Anyway, if you wear a few armed belts and ammunition bags, along with one or two carrying bags, it becomes hard to tell whether you're wearing tights under normal circumstances.

But the problem is...

The few sample protective suits made by P90... Well, they’re not exactly the same. It's not just a matter of whether the performance of the protective clothing is good or not.


It’s really quite unique, rare even in this day and age...

AK12 and the others were unaware of this, they put on the protective clothing according to P90's instructions without any psychological burden. After feeling that it fit quite well, AK15 took out her saber, confirmed with P90, and tested it on the protective clothing herself.

Indeed, the protective ability of this suit is impressive. Even when AK15 strikes hard, no trace is left.

“How is it? I told you, the protective suit made from this new material is really strong! Even a heavy machine gun can’t penetrate it when you’re wearing it!” P90 boasted confidently.

But it wasn’t just bragging. After all, she had tested it with M1919A4, and ordinary bullets didn’t penetrate. She had also tried armor-piercing bullets, but they just slid off if they hit sloped areas. If they hit concave places, the force would be absorbed, causing no major issue.

However, while the protective suit would still hold up without any problems, the dummy that was used for test took the brunt of the impact. After being struck, the dummy was thrown back several meters, with the area directly impacted by the bullet shattered.

But P90 wasn’t using a bionic dummy; she was using a plastic mannequin normally used for clothing displays. Even though one of the pieces was broken, if it were replaced by a doll, there wouldn’t be any problem. The material used for the dolls is much stronger than the plastic model, and the biomass bodies of the dolls are already quite protective. Just their skin alone is comparable to the effect of a bulletproof vest.

Of course, this effect comes after the growth has entered a slow phase. When they first emerge from the culture tanks, they are just as fragile as ordinary people.

“Well, it’s true,” AK12 said. “But I thought it would be uncomfortable to dissipate heat in this suit. Now, I feel like I’m wearing nothing. Isn’t that why others don’t want to wear it?”


AK12 adjusted the protective suit, clearly feeling the extra layer on her body.


However, physically, it didn’t feel like anything. It was odd...

"Hehe! That’s the benefit of the new material!" P90 grinned. "Ah! Time’s almost up! Since we don’t need to remake it, let’s talk as we walk, so we don’t have to queue up for food later."

It took AK12 and the others a little while to change, and after P90 shared a few words, around three or four minutes had passed. If they took any longer, all the dolls on duty would probably return.

"Oh, no problem." AK12 naturally had no objections. After all, she had already put on the suit, and AK15 had confirmed the protective ability. It didn’t matter where the explanation took place.

"Yes, yes! Let’s go! I’ll go grab the lunchbox first and wait for you at the restaurant!" M500, who had been waiting next to them, finally spoke. With that, she hurried out.

The sound of M500 running was quite loud, thudding like a train.

When they heard the noise, AK15 and AK12 suddenly recalled the difference in "tonnage" between themselves and M500.

Generally speaking, the heavier the doll, the greater its strength, meaning it’s inevitable that the movement will produce a louder sound. Although AK15’s body is also heavy, it has been precisely designed using the strongest material that can withstand significant force while minimizing its impact on movement.

The cost of this is high. Even the military doesn’t typically use doll bodies like AK15’s. Though the performance is remarkable, the cost is prohibitively expensive, and only a small number of them are used as test models.

Even AK15’s current body is still lighter than M500's. This can be inferred from the weight. Given M500’s size, even with the most advanced body materials, it could never be this heavy.

Most modern materials are lighter but stronger. The weight of M500 is really... odd. Even if military-grade parts were used, it would be challenging to operate such a heavy body.

"At least double," AK15 estimated, offering AK12 a rough idea.

AK12 raised her eyebrows. They knew Renault's doll body was heavy, and there was no problem with it being heavy. They understood that Renault's dolls were built with extraordinary protection, so it didn’t seem like a typical doll at all.

But what stood out was that M500 had just walked with them without making any noise, and only when she accelerated into a run did they hear the sound.

The shoes M500 was wearing weren’t high-tech but just ordinary sneakers. Despite her heavy weight, there was no sound when she walked.


It was really...

The team followed P90 back to the restaurant. As they reached the door, they happened to meet Angelia, who had been following Leone.

"Huh!? What are you doing? Where did you get the new clothes?"

Angelia was a little surprised when she saw AK12 and the others dressed up, but she quickly came to her senses and asked AK12, slightly surprised.

"My clothes were just scratched by a few kittens on the boat, so..."

"Wait! Leone, I don't have to pay for this, right?"


Angelia asked Leone with some vigilance. Would Renault and the others force her to buy them?


Would they refuse to give her a refund after wearing them?

"Eh? This... this... you should ask P90..." Leone had no idea what was going on, so she looked at P90 in a panic.


This matter... should be decided by P90, right?

During their time on the ship, although the relationship with the dolls may not have been as close as glue, Leone still recognized all the dolls on the ship. Naturally, she knew that P90 was in charge of the logistics department and specialized in managing bedding.

Most of the things she used in her dormitory were made by P90 herself.

"Ah? No, no, it's just a few clothes, and they are prototypes. When you get back, just take some time to give me some suggestions and feedback."

P90 waved her hand when she saw Angelia looking at her.


In fact, this was just a prototype but could only be considered a by-product of the production process. The materials used to make these sets of clothes could not be recycled.

Now that she could send these clothes out and have AK12 and the others help collect some feedback and suggestions, she had nearly paid them back. How could she ask for more money?

As for whether Renault would ask for money for these clothes... well, it was highly unlikely. When Simonov and the others sent drinks, and G3 sent snacks to other dolls, he didn’t ask for money...

"Oh, thank you very much. I feel much more relieved after hearing you say that."


Angelia was also relieved. As long as Renault wouldn’t ask for money from her, it would be fine.


She really couldn’t afford to pay! There wasn’t a penny left in her pocket right now!

"It’s okay! It’s okay! As long as they don’t mind that this is a trial product." P90 waved her hand, her eyes already looking for where to get food in a while and wondering what dishes would be served today.

But after the group walked into the restaurant, the first people to see AK12 and the others in their new protective clothing were Springfield and WA2000, who looked at them with surprise.

After being stunned for a moment, Springfield even started clapping.

"Ah?"


Hearing the applause from Springfield and the others, AK12 was momentarily stunned, tilting her head in confusion.

"You are indeed Taskforce DEFY! You are all warriors who defy the heavens! I believe in you! Come on!" Springfield spoke, clenching her fist and making a cheering gesture.

This left the members of Taskforce DEFY even more confused.


Isn’t it just a change into tight protective clothing? What does this have to do with being warriors? How can you become a warrior just by wearing a piece of clothing!?

In confusion, AK12 and the others also looked at the other dolls.

Almost all of the dolls still on the ship were looking at AK12 and the others with surprised and moved expressions, as if they had done something extraordinary.

Especially A-91 who clapped loudly, and PK who usually showed no expression also raised her hands and clapped in agreement.

"No? What’s going on?" Angelia scratched her head suspiciously, looking curiously at the clothes of AK12 and the others. But no matter how she looked at it, the members of Taskforce DEFY were just wearing ordinary tight combat uniforms.

"Ah? You’re really bold. You dare to wear this thing." 


Just as Angelia and the others thought it was strange, with no doll coming forward to answer their questions, Renate walked in from the restaurant door with her hair still damp.


.... 

"Why are you so calm now? When you first arrived, you wanted to take every mission."


Looking at AR15 standing beside her who was unmoved by the battlefield below, UMP45 stretched lazily and joked.

"No need. If we go down now, not to mention that we won’t get any results, it’ll be uncomfortable to get covered in dust," AR15 replied with a straight face.

UMP45 raised her eyebrows, glanced at AR15’s back, and then looked at UMP9, who was already mixed in with the battlefield below, jumping up and down with an imprint weapon and a lightsaber.

UMP9 was just playing around. She wasn’t very good with the lightsaber. She couldn’t knock down a Rodelero for a long time. Moreover, she often reached back to touch her lower back while running and jumping.

Clearly, something was wrong. UMP45 immediately understood the weapon hanging on AR15’s waist—it was the P45 pistol from the Reaper suit.

No wonder it took AR15 and UMP9 so long to change their equipment. They even changed clothes.

Besides, after this mission, the two with the most damage to their bodies should be AR15 and UMP9...

UMP9 just wanted to play with the lightsaber. As for AR15, she wasn’t that interested in it. Additionally, the burn on her bionic skin on her back... well, it was definitely a burn!

She had seen the Reaper suit. If used normally without any exaggerated mobes, there wouldn’t be any burns.

But normal use?


How could that happen? Especially for AR15, who was willing to fight for the mission, and UMP9, who was so playful.

It was already a blessing that these two didn’t burn their hair.

UMP45 shrugged her shoulders at the small section of burnt hair in the middle of AR15’s back. That should be the small piece of hair closest to her back when she was wearing the helmet of the Reaper Suit.

She probably hadn’t noticed it yet. Otherwise, there would be no reason for AR15 to change into a full-body outfit and let her obviously discolored hair hang out.

UMP9 didn’t have such concerns, after all, her hair wasn’t as long as AR15’s. That was probably the main reason AR15 hadn’t noticed it.

After all, even if they’re dolls, it’s impossible for them to turn their heads to see the position of their vest, right?

"We’re almost done cleaning up here. For the next period of time, the interior of the museum and the Parasti inside the facility will be left to you to play freely. But you’d better be careful not to cause too much damage to the buildings and facilities. I mean the facilities on the ground, not the underground research institute."

AR15 stared at the battlefield below for a moment, then turned her head and spoke to Dreamer standing aside with a conflicted expression.

"Yeah, of course, I know without you telling me." She had just received Eliza’s order, and Judge kept nagging her, reminding her to be careful and not to touch the cordon on Renault’s side.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be them and Renault working together to deal with Paradeus, but Renault’s dolls would directly treat them as dangerous elements and clean them up together.

Judge now had no doubt that Renault could do this, especially after seeing the battle situation on the scene through the scouts under Dreamer.

Even Agent had no objections to Judge’s words.

Compared to the confusion and distress of Dreamer, Beak was a little heartless, begging Ouroboros to get a spider mine from the Vulture for her to play with.

Ouroboros was completely unmoved by Beak’s request, and aside from giving this doll a pair of rolled eyes, she didn’t even bother to say anything.

What a joke? The spider mines on the Vulture Chariot—even though she rarely went to the training room—she knew that a single explosion from this thing could send Beak and the Sangvis dolls flying dozens of meters into the air!


You still want to play with it? Are you sure you’re not playing with your life?


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Chapter 103: It's really dazzling

"Hey! Not ready yet!? Tsk! Those guys outside are all about to rush in!"


Turning her head to look in the direction where the roar came from, Nyto stood beside the console with her arms folded and shouted anxiously to the figure standing in front of the console, who looked quite similar to herself.

"Don't call me 'Hey!' Call me Mercurows! This is the fastest speed! Use your ability to push this thing open with your hands!"

The door of the research institute was slowly opening. After five minutes, the door was only opened by a few centimeters.

However at this speed, if they wait for about ten minutes, Nyto and the others will be able to squeeze in first.


As for the subsequent combat personnel, they will come in after the gate is fully opened...

Or, if they can really hold on until the door is fully opened, it will not be too late to come in, but at that time, they will only help guard as they think about how to run out of here.

Mercury turned her head and looked at the control console in front of her. The appearance of being able to recite a few poems leisurely on the battlefield before was gone forever. Now she just wanted to tear the designer who invented the mechanical gate in front of her into pieces!

What kind of crazy idea is this!?

The control console can do nothing except send a signal to the mechanical gate and start it. It can only watch the gate being driven by its built-in mechanical structure and slowly opening little by little.

Even if you want to use intrusion methods to overclock the equipment inside the door and increase the speed of the door opening in a short period of time, it is impossible because there are no electronic components inside this thing; it is completely mechanical.

Even the power is driven by the motor to drive the mechanical leaf spring inside the door, and then fed back to the door little by little at a fixed speed.

If they want to speed up, it is not difficult for Jiafei and the others to find the power transmission gears or bearings inside the gate directly. They can see it by cutting the armor plate of the gate...

But if they can find the position accurately and ensure that the gate will not be completely stuck due to their rushing behavior, and no strange warning devices are triggered...

Then they would have started doing it long ago! Why wait until now!? They waited while planning so many things and finally got the opening code of the institute before they started!

"Hey, why do I always feel that the sound outside has become smaller? Could it be that your men can no longer hold on?"


Facing the clattering sound coming from the mechanical gate, Mercurows asked Nyto on the opposite side impatiently.

"Call me Nimogen. After all, I can last longer than your men, who were cleared out like garbage in the city."

Facing the dolls under Renault, no matter how confident Nimogen was, she had to admit that with the little power she had now, she was definitely no match for the other side. What's more, the visible spaceship was flying in the sky all the time, and the invisible cannons on the hull brought her invisible pressure.

She had naturally seen the bombardment of the area outside the city by that ship through the rebels who had not yet died at that time.


Let alone directly clearing out the Paradeus combat forces in the city, that kind of power would not be surprising if one shot blew up the research institute under their feet!


Although this research institute was sealed by the Relics Department, it was obvious that the Relics Department did not carry out a second reinforcement of the research institute. Everything remained as it was when it was sealed.

Although such facilities generally have complete protection capabilities that can ensure that the main structure of the institute survives under high-intensity attacks, but...

She had seen the main cannon of the spaceship firing outside the city. In just a few minutes, the ground outside the city and the outer city were all washed away, and it was all done by the main cannon on the spaceship.

She did not think that the attack just now was the limit of the spaceship because the bombing outside the city was so perfect, it only just cleared out a large number of ELID mutants and Heavy infected people, but not damaging the city's quarantine wall at all.

It was obvious that the spaceship deliberately controlled the power of the main cannon. The railgun and particle weapons equipped by Paradeus could also do this, but the power... was definitely not as strong as that of the spaceship.

Originally, after seeing the scene outside the city turned into scorched earth in an instant, Nimogen thought that she might not be able to complete her father's task this time.

As a result, the spaceship stopped bombing and put away its main cannon after bombing the city. It just floated over the city like an advertising airship, and it had no intention of bombing the city.


Seeing this, Nimogen called Mercurows from the city. Otherwise, she would have led those combat forces and Renault's dolls to fight desperately.

"Tsk! It's just relying on..."


Just when she was about to say that it was because Nimogen had more armored units, but when she thought about it carefully, she also had more ordinary Paradeus soldiers, so Mercurows had to swallow the second half of her sentence.

The strength of both sides is just about the same, and it's already this time, so there is no point in saying this.

"No, the noise outside is indeed smaller! Those guys are not going to rush in!"


Not long after Mercurows finished speaking, she suddenly stood up and turned her head to look in the direction of the entrance of the passage.

There were a lot of roars and vibrations coming from above, but now it suddenly quieted down, which made her even more nervous.

…

"The last one is mine!"

"No! It's mine! It was burned by my grenade!"

"Impossible! It's mine!"

Looking at Maria and Destroyer arguing about whose grenade the last enemy fell under, Dreamer's eyes twitched and she rubbed her eyebrows with a headache. The idea of taking Destroyer back finally disappeared completely.

Compared to the Sangvis Ferri side, Destroyer was obviously more adapted to the life here in Renault. Although it was noisy, it was much better than staying in the base facing a bunch of lifeless Sangvis Ferri dolls like iron blocks.

"We have finished our work here. Now it's up to you. Be careful not to..."

"Don't damage the facilities on the surface. I understand, I understand, I know. I remember it even if you don't remind me several times."


Faced with AR15 who walked forward and gave instructions with a stern face and a tone similar to that of Agent, the Dreamer responded helplessly.

"It's better to do so." AR15 frowned and waved at the others.

But after she turned around, she couldn't help but squeeze her eyes. The wave of her hand still involved the bionic skin on her back. If she had known, she would have turned off all the pain feedback systems.

But this is obviously impossible. This is on the battlefield. Turning off the pain feedback system can indeed improve the efficiency of the doll's actions to a certain extent, but the cost is to reduce a channel for the doll to perceive the outside.

Seeing AR15 squeezing her eyes and trying to hold her face stern despite the pain, UMP45 smiled secretly and recorded the scene in front of her. She planned to send it to MDR after returning and let her print it as a photo to save it. There are not many opportunities for AR15 to show such an expression, similar to "face art."

To use MDR's words, this is a "treasure!"

"Okay, you don't have to stand so straight. How about sitting down and resting for a while? Or can I help carry you into the engine room of the gunship later?"

Hearing UMP45's words, AR15's mouth twitched.


Sit down? Not to mention sitting down, even bending down slightly would make her back burn. Otherwise, why would she stand so straight? Torturing herself?

Looking at the teasing smile on UMP45's face, AR15's face turned black. UMP45 obviously did it on purpose!

Seeing AR15's face as black as the bottom of a pot, UMP45 did not restrain herself at all and even puffed up her chest as if to protest.

The two round objects in front of her bounced as if they were equipped with shock absorbers, which made AR15 feel painful and put on a layer of pain mask on her face.


Tsk!

Why did she think of asking Renault to make her body as it was? Can't she just change it a little bit?


Even if it's only one cup more!

Looking down at her chest that didn't rise or fall even when she stood up straight, AR15 felt that she couldn't continue to tease UMP45, or she would be the first to explode!

The gunship driven by Simonov and SPAS-12 landed from the spaceship very quickly, but the first ones to be transported away were the tanks driven by P38 and others, and the Ouroboros's Vulture tank.

Of course, the SCV driven by CF05 and others was also transported away first. After all, compared to these big guys, dolls and power armor are nothing to the gunship.

If you put a few more in a gunship, you can take them all back in one go if you squeeze them together.

The speed at which Renault's dolls evacuated was not slow and could even be called very fast. When Dreamer had just asked the Sangvis dolls he brought with him to rush from their hiding place to the small square outside the museum, Renault's dolls had already evacuated completely.

This made Beak in the small square quite emotional.


Although she liked motorcycles, if she had the chance, she would certainly like to take a look at the spaceship!


After all, it was a spaceship! The kind that could fly!

"Hey! Why are you still here?" Dreamer looked at Beak, who was looking up at the sky, and asked in a somewhat unfriendly tone.

"Ah? Where else can we go if not here?"

"You are just a backup. At least, don't think about snatching the mission from me before my mission fails."

"Uh, what are you thinking about? But then again, this mission has already been completely changed, right? Even if we go in together, the Mainframe will definitely not say anything, right?"

Instead of rushing in here in batches to deliver 'food' to the Nyto of Paradeus one by one, it is better to rush in all at once and then defeat those Paradeus in one go. This is definitely better than the plan made by Eliza or Agent, right?

"Don't even think about it."
Giving a blank look to Beak, Dreamer had no intention of slacking off this time.


After all, there were only a few of them left under Eliza. Even if she wanted to slack off, she had to find a way.

After that, Dreamer directly controlled those ordinary Sangvis Ferris to rush towards the gate of the museum.

On the other side, the T-dolls who had just returned to the hangar took off their power armors and ran towards the dormitory.

Although they didn't know what the next battle plan was, and whether there would be other battle plans, it was obvious that no doll was going to dwell on these things when it was time to eat.

Maintenance of the aircraft and vehicles would have to wait until after dinner.

However, preliminary inspections still had to be done, but it was just a job of checking with instruments, and the Sangvis Ferri on the ship had already taken care of it.

However, when a group of T-dolls came to the door of the restaurant and opened the door, they found that the restaurant was pitch black, with no lights on, and even the indicator lights of the kitchen utensils in the kitchen were not on.

"What's going on!? What's going on!? What's going on..."


MDR rushed in front of the crowd with her small stature. She saw this scene and immediately shouted loudly, but when she was halfway through her words, someone inside the restaurant also shouted with a smile.

"R——G——B!"

"What! What!? RPG!?"


Standing at the door, the dolls who had just changed their clothes from their dormitories thought that someone was carrying an RPG and was going to kill them. They half-crouched down and made preparations, ready to dodge at any time.

However, what they didn't expect was that just after the shouting, the center of the restaurant suddenly lit up!

Several dazzling colored lights lit up in front of everyone!

As the light lit up, several stunned faces suddenly appeared in the eyes of MDR and others.

It was none other than the four members of Taskforce DEFY who had just followed Angelia to the spaceship.

Originally, Taskforce DEFY had taken a defensive posture because the lights in the restaurant suddenly went out.


At this time, looking at the whistling lights on their bodies, even AK15 who had never had too many expressions, looked at themselves with a face full of confusion.

Seeing this scene, MDR originally thought that something had happened in the restaurant, but she be came to her senses immediately. She snatched the drone from Vera and flew it, while taking out the camera rod, plugged the phone in, and started filming, then clamped the camera rod under her armpits and freed up her two hands to applaud the members of the DEFY Squad.

With MDR taking the lead, the group of T-dolls behind her also responded one after another, and suddenly there was a loud applause.


The dolls in Renault's family were all amazed at the scene in front of them, or...

"Wow, you are really warriors... Someone actually dared to wear these! You really deserve to be..."

As MDR's words sounded, the RGB lighting effects on Taskforce DEFY changed again in an instant, and large pieces of various patterns like children's graffiti began to appear with dazzling colors.


For a time, Taskforce DEFY was as dazzling as the display boards in the night market.


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Chapter 1032: I'm Fine

"Ah..."


The four members of Taskforce DEFY standing in place opened their mouths at this moment, and a lot of meaningless mumbling came out of their mouths, as if their neural cloud had crashed.

It's not that their core processing power is too low, nor that they have little experience...

Think about them; what haven't they experienced in the past?

They have seen mountains of corpses and seas of blood, but now... they really haven't experienced this...

They felt like a neon sign hanging on the wall...

It's very strange—seven points of shame, two points of embarrassment, and a little bit... um? Show off?

No, no, no, they can't say that; it's still very embarrassing, especially when they see these colorful patterns on their body, those weird children hand-painted images. AK12 wishes she didn't have eyes at all!

Why can she see things even if she closes her eyes?! Which designer with a hole in their brain designed such a damn body part?!

"What a great harvest! Thank you so much. I've been waiting for a brave warrior to wear this suit first, and I thought it would be good if one person could do it, but I didn't expect all four of you to wear it at once! Tsk tsk!"

Controlling the drone, she skillfully circled around Taskforce DEFY and took a picture of a weird-looking little bear graffiti dancing on AK15's body, and a distorted fox on the RPK16 next to her.

The one on AK12... well, she couldn't tell what it was...

The one that was quite comforting was probably the cat on AN94.

It was painted like a real cat, but it looked a bit dull. Except for the color on the body that was still changing, the overall pattern didn't move.

However, these patterns only stayed on the four people for a few seconds, and then these patterns began to become strange, with all kinds of things—anyway, they were wild and unrestrained...

And Helian who had just walked behind the doll with a lunchbox in her hand couldn't help but blush when she saw the cat graffiti on AN94, but she quickly suppressed it, squeezed through the doll, slapped Renate's palm that was still on the switch, and raised her hand to turn on the lighting in the restaurant.

Pah!

"Okay, don't have too much fun; it's time to eat." Helian controlled her eyes and tried not to look at the patterns on the bodies of Taskforce DEFY.

As the 'author' who drew a cat on it personally, Helian naturally knew where these graffiti came from.

Who else could it be except the three little Nytos at home?

At that time, they walked in with square pieces of white materials in their hands. Helian originally thought that they were canvases or something like that from some doll and didn't think about anything else.

Especially since these 'canvases' seemed to have a self-cleaning function. No matter what was painted, it could be wiped clean with a rag.

At that time, Helian was still very relieved. After all, they could get together to paint instead of jumping around like monkeys following those dolls or Dinergates. Can could this be considered progress?

But now it seems...

P90!

Thinking of this, Helian couldn't help but cast her eyes on P90 who was standing in line at the counter!

P90 shrank her neck and wrapped her head tightly with a dry rag she found from nowhere as a scarf. She didn't think there was anything wrong with her disguise.

Little did she know that when Helian turned her eyes to her, the other dolls happily stepped back, revealing P90 who was standing in place.

"P90! Come on, explain what's going on?" Helian walked to the counter, handed the lunchbox in her hand to G36, turned around, looked at Taskforce DEFY, and then narrowed her eyes and stared at P90 in front of her.

Seeing that Helian had pulled her out so easily, P90 looked around in a daze and found that she had been isolated without knowing it. She was a little frantic and scolded the six people around her.

But on the surface, she still took off the rag on her head honestly. "Hehe, this, this is really just an accident, and the effect of those protective suits is definitely not what I boasted. That is the material made by Commander Renault himself! It is definitely not fake product!"

Facing Helian in front of her, and the resentful eyes of Taskforce DEFY on her, P90 wiped the cold sweat and tried to force a quibble.

"It seems that there is too little work in the logistics department. You are more than enough. It seems that the few Sangvis Ferris who were supposed to be sent to the logistics department to help don't have to go. It just so happens that they have been busy in the hangar for a long time, so they can just treat it as a holiday."

"No! No! The logistics depart-, no! It's the clothing factory that is really busy! Recently, a large number of bed sheets and quilt covers have been damaged by those little cats ! This workload is not small at all!"

Helian rolled her eyes when she heard it.

I don't believe you. Bed sheets and quilt covers? Why do you need to do these things yourself?

Even if you do, it's just a few clicks on the machine. 

A lot of workload? Are you living in the past?

Being was escorted by Helian, P90 was finally driven in front of Taskforce DEFY to apologize, but the protective suits they were wearing...

"That... the light effect is actually programmable, but..." P90 scratched her head. Renault hadn't taken out the visual programming program yet, so she was a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

"But what?" Angelia originally thought it was a pity to give up on these protective suits, but after hearing what P90 said, the 'side effect' of automatically turning on RGB lighting when the lights go down was actually controllable?

"That thing isn't finished yet, but it can be used. You can shield the light effect or even compile a light control program yourself. That shouldn't be too difficult for electronic warfare dolls."

"Renault!?"

The voice that suddenly came from behind startled Angelia. Neither she nor Taskforce DEFY noticed when Renault had come up behind them.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Renault suddenly appear, Helian handed the lunch box in her hand to him, surprised. She had originally intended to give it to him.

"Nothing, I’m hungry, and Sangvis Ferri did a good job." Renault nodded and found a nearby spot to sit and talk.

After the T-dolls and equipment were evacuated, the Sangvis Ferri rushed in directly, even the reserve team Sangvis Ferri had joined.

Except for a few initial roars as they charged in, the battle had become quiet.

One reason for this was that the Manticores and Nemuens brought by Sangvis Ferri couldn't enter the underground passage due to their size.
Another reason was that the underground passage had good soundproofing.

Plus, the particle weapons used by both the Sangvis Ferri and Paradeus were silent, so there was little noise after the fighting began.

However, the main reason was likely that the combat units on both sides were silent. No matter how intense the battle was, no one would suddenly start yelling or cursing.

Well, except for those Nytos.

However, the number of Nytos was still limited. Aside from the two leading Nytos, there were only four remaining in the underground passage, two black and two white.

With the joint attack of thousands of Sangvis dolls and two elite Ringleaders, the situation was completely one-sided.

It wouldn’t be long before these free thugs would help Renault clean up the Paradeus forces in the underground facility. Perhaps after dinner, he wouldn’t even need to send anyone to clean up the mess, and the commission would be successfully completed.

…

"This Renault… He seems to have a good relationship with the Mastermind of Sangvis Ferri? The Sangvis Ferris just stood next to his dolls before, without helping at all?"

To be honest, when would the dolls created by Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing ever stand side by side and live in harmony with regular dolls like this?

Yes, Ulrich didn’t deny that this situation must have existed before the Sangvis Ferri Dolls rebelled, but unfortunately, after the Sangvis Ferri Rebellion, it became difficult to associate the Sangvis Ferri Dolls with the term "peaceful coexistence."

Especially now, the Sangvis Ferri Dolls had resurfaced after such a long time and had directly invaded a city, even breaking into a museum.

Though, the museum was now actually controlled by Paradeus…

"Well, according to intelligence, when the military was encircling and suppressing the Sangvis Ferri, it was Renault who let the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind go…"

"Let go... let go of Sangvis Ferri? I heard that Renault took away the tactical dolls of Griff at that time?"

"Indeed, yes, but those Sangvis Ferri Dolls, the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind, and a few remaining elite dolls were also on Renault's ship."

That was probably the only chance for the military to capture the Sangvis Ferri Mastermind, but it was ruined by Renault. Otherwise, the Sangvis Ferri’s Mastermind and Griffin’s M4 would have already fallen into the hands of the military.

After hearing K's explanation, Ulrich and Rochschin resting next to him exchanged glances.

Why did Renault... always felt like... not a good person?

"Well, this is probably Renault's way of expanding the number of his dolls. After all... a large part of his dolls were kidnapped from Griffin, and some were elite dolls he stole from Sangvis Ferri."

In total, most of Sangvis Ferri’s elite dolls had now fallen into Renault’s hands. If you didn’t count Sangvis Ferri’s Mastermind, I’m afraid even if someone said that Renault was the real Sangvis Ferri Manufacturing Mastermind, some people might believe it.

"Hiss, it’s really a headache..."

The real headache was how to deal with Renault, this guy who couldn’t be provoked...

It had only been about half a day, from the time Renault accepted this commission until now, at most half a day.

But in such a short time, the gap in the quarantine wall had been repaired and blocked. Regardless of the quality, at least it had been blocked, and no ELID-infected mutants could rush in through the gap.

The ELID-infected outside the city had mostly been cleared, and only a few small ones survived the muzzle.

As for those who had rushed into the city before, they had now mostly been cleared. There were only one or two left, and it was obvious that Renault didn’t need to send anyone to handle them.

If such a small number of ELID-infected individuals required security contractors to act, then the city defense forces would become even weaker. At that point, perhaps no one would be willing to let the city defense forces exist.

After all, on one side were rebels in the city defense army, almost dragging the entire city down with them, and on the other side was the security contractor who had turned the tide. Anyone would have a better impression of the security contractor who helped cover the bottom.

Apart from that, Renault's strength alone was enough to leave people dumbfounded. Though the number of dolls wasn't large, just look at what this guy had brought?

Aerial gunships, tanks, power armor, and even lightsabers. The most outrageous thing was the spaceship he used as his base…

If she only listened to the words about these things, he’d definitely think Renault must have jumped out of a science fiction work.

But when all of this was presented to her in reality, he now felt like he was living in a horror story. With so many weapons and equipment, what exactly did they want to do?

Seeing that Ulrich and Rochschin were both focused on Renault, K shook his head. "As for Renault... He hasn't done anything too outrageous except for making spaceships and kidnapping dolls from Sangvis and Griffin. And compared to them, Paradeus is obviously a greater threat."

Indeed, in K’s opinion, an organization who could infiltrate a city’s defense forces and even its upper forces, and plan such a large-scale attack like Paradeus was clearly more dangerous than Renault.

Renault was just a possibility, while Paradeus had already put their plans into action.

…

"Who are you?"

"I..."

"M4? M4!"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

M4, who had been suddenly awakened by M16's shout, looked at M16 standing beside her in confusion, wondering why the other had called her name.

"You’ve been a little dazed since just now. Were you injured before? Or is there something wrong that hasn't been checked? Didn’t Persica come to check you?" M16 scratched her head and looked M4 up and down.

Although M16 only had one eye left, she was sure that M4 had no scars and didn’t appear injured at all.

"Huh? No, no, I wasn’t injured before!" M4 shook her head violently, indicating she was perfectly fine and her body was 100% intact.

"Well, that’s better."

Seeing M4’s actions, M16 turned her head and nodded to RO, who was nearby, and they exchanged a quiet understanding.

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Chapter 1033: It's Time to Settle Accounts!

"No... It's a bit too difficult to program this dress. There are too many units in it," RPK16 spoke, putting down the data cable with a red face. Of course, her red face wasn't from embarrassment, but because the full-load operation of her body caused her temperature to rise sharply.

When RPK16 took this completely different data cable from Renault, she didn’t think much of it. After all, it was just an RGB control program. What was so difficult about it? It seemed simple and could be completed in minutes!

However, as soon as the data cable was connected to her body, RPK16 immediately regretted it. She was scammed!

The light-emitting units on this dress weren’t dozens or hundreds, but thousands at most!

The construction material of this thing was entirely nano-level, and each of these units could emit light!

Just a small piece of clothing contained hundreds of millions of programs that needed to be changed—not to mention an entire set of clothes!

Even if her neural core were to burst, she wouldn’t have enough computing power to handle this!

As for changing it bit by bit? Well, that would be a long-term project.

Don’t even think about it without a month or two.

Upon hearing this, Angelia rolled her eyes at Renault.

You're so mean! What do you mean by saying any electronic warfare doll can handle it? What do electronic warfare dolls look like in your eyes? Can they do everything in the world!?

Renault, who was eating, didn’t need to look back to know who had such a big grudge.

There were only two people present—nothing more than a certain Griffin commander whose wallet had been emptied, and a certain former Griffin commander whose wallet had also been emptied.

And now, the current Griffin commander was happily enjoying the service of G36—oh, it was her own G36, not the one on Renault's side.

After moving around those safe houses for so long, Gentiane needed a good rest. If her boss didn’t approve her leave, she would have to find a way to get some vacation time for herself.

Without holidays, what's the point of just raising her salary?

It's true that her salary has increased, but her expenses were also getting bigger and bigger. There were more and more dolls under her command, so the money was becoming more and more difficult to spend.

Angelia naturally didn’t have the "happy" troubles that Gentiane had, since her wallet had been emptied long ago. But it was only temporary.

Once her mission was over…

After all, she had now become a wanted person by Statesec, and all her actions had to be as low-key as possible. She hadn’t seen her bank account in a long time and had almost forgotten how many digits were left in it.

Seeing Renault wave to UMP45 next to him, UMP45 shrugged her shoulders and walked over to Angelia, her former commander.

"Let me do it," UMP45 said, taking the data cable from RPK16.

Looking at UMP45 in front of her, Angelia sighed with some conflict. If it weren’t for Renault’s sudden intervention, UMP45 and HK416 might all be living under her command.

Now, these guys were on Renault’s list. Not only did they have no worries about food and drink, but they didn’t even have to worry about their bodies.

Look at UMP45—look at the 'upgrades' she made for herself! When did UMP45 become so indulgent?

"It seems like you have a good life under Renault," Angelia remarked, perhaps a little resentful, as she looked at UMP45.

"Well, of course. This is much better than struggling in the black market and guarding against fellow dolls who would cheat you and sell parts," UMP45 replied as she began to program the nano units in the protective suit. Her calm and composed demeanor stood in stark contrast to RPK16, whose face had turned red within a few seconds.

Seeing this scene, Angelia finally understood why these T-dolls stayed here and didn’t want to leave.

The gap between doll bodies was too big. Although RPK16’s combat ability wasn’t the top in Taskforce DEFY, her electronic warfare skills were certainly impressive. Moreover, the bodies of Taskforce DEFY’s members were constructed with the highest-standard military parts.

In terms of performance, they were definitely several dimensions above ordinary civilian dolls.

But right now... UMP45’s relaxed state made Angelia’s eyes twitch.

She just doesn't know if the body UMP45 is using now has any special enhancements for electronic warfare...

Seeing Angelia sizing her up, UMP45 naturally knew that Angelia wasn’t thinking anything inappropriate. She was probably just wondering what kind of enhancements she had in the body she was using.

Although she hadn’t worked under Angelia for long, UMP45 knew her character well. Apart from some strange knowledge, Angelia’s head was full of various combat tactics.

When she looked at herself, UMP45 knew Angelia was thinking about nothing other than the combat capabilities of her body.

"Well, you can’t see anything just by looking at it," UMP45 said, shrugging. "If you want to know something, just ask directly."

"Is your current body... the latest type?"

"No," UMP45 replied cheerfully. "The latest type is the biomass body. I was planning to change it, but we suddenly got a commission, so the body replacement was temporarily postponed. I should change it after this matter is over."

As UMP45 pointed at UMP40 and HK416 not far away, Angelia immediately turned her head to look at the two, following the direction of UMP45’s finger.

Because even the previous generation of body used by UMP45 has a higher bionic degree than ordinary civilian dolls, the difference between doll bodies becomes more apparent when observed together.

Angelia hadn’t noticed it before, but now, as she looked more closely, she realized it was true—

UMP40 and HK416's skin looked smoother...

What the hell! In addition to smoother skin, there is no other visible difference in appearance! How did the others easily distinguish these dolls from humans?

One can only say that Angelia has spent so much time with dolls that she's completely forgotten how different normal human appearances are from dolls.

Those who appear a bit too perfect in appearance are usually suspected a dolls.

At first glance, when a normal person sees someone much more attractive than themselves, they will subconsciously think of it as a doll.

"I don't understand what's so special about this new biomass body. Does UMP40 still have the original electronic warfare capability?" Angelia shook her head helplessly and turned to ask UMP45.

Biomass body... It sounds a bit outrageous, so Angelia was skeptical about whether UMP40 could still engage in electronic warfare now.

"Benefits? Don’t you feel it? Your body is gradually strengthening, right? As for electronic warfare, it’s not very good for now. It will take some time. Renate should be more experienced with this. If you're interested, you can ask her."

UMP45 spoke, then shifted the topic, taking advantage of Angelia’s curiosity by bringing up Renate.

"No, no, I don’t understand. I'm just a novice medical staff now." Seeing Angelia looking at her, Renate didn’t intend to waste her time explaining anything.

Besides, this wasn’t something that could be explained in just a few words. After changing to a new body, without the necessary electronic warfare modules, she couldn’t connect to the doll network or communication protocols at all.

But... there’s always a “but.”

As her body gradually developed, those electronic warfare abilities she prev3possessed in her doll body suddenly awakened like instincts and returned to her new body. Not only were the abilities of the previous electronic warfare module unaffected, but now they had become more flexible, allowing her to use the doll communication network at any time and dive into the Level 3 consciousness of the doll's neural cloud.

Of course, these dolls being referred to not includes fhe dolls in Renault’s command, but Griffin’s dolls and the few members of Taskforce DEFY around her...

If Angelia knew this, she would probably be scared enough to run away on the spot.

Renate knew Angelia well. She understood that Angelia had a lot of things on her mind, and if she guessed the truth, it could end badly.

Rather than saying more and scaring Angelia, Renate decided to make a joke to fool her.

Anyway, Renate didn’t plan to use her current abilities for anything. She was serious about becoming a medical staff!

Well, in fact, UL-Nurse could find a lot of fun in this matter. After all, when she gave Angelia an injection before, she found it quite interesting!

Hearing Renate’s obviously dismissive words, Angelia curled her lips. She didn’t believe a single word—or even a single punctuation mark!

But, speaking of the benefits of the biomass body that UMP45 mentioned... she had indeed felt it.

She clenched her fists, feeling the strength in her hands, especially the feeling of fullness after eating, as though she could lift the heaviest AK15 in Taskforce DEFY with one hand. She hadn’t tested it precisely, but she had seen the results of her recent physical examination. Compared to ordinary humans, her body functions had been significantly enhanced...

"Okay, the program is set up. Next, you can adjust it yourself. You can choose the pattern you want, control the light, and even manage the infrared light. You’ll see when you connect it yourself. The interface has already been reserved for you."

While Angelia was lost in thought, UMP45 had already raised her hand to unplug the data cable, then directly sent the control program to the neural clouds of Taskforce DEFY through the communication protocol.

This inadvertent move immediately alerted AK12. They hadn’t done anything! This file was sent just like that!

Had it been a virus or something else malicious, they wouldn’t have detected it so easily!

UMP45 didn’t think too much about what Taskforce DEFY members were considering. She waved to Angelia and returned to the seat next to UMP40. HK416, sitting beside her, was pinching G11's cheek and shouting in annoyance.

"G11! Did you print those on my grenades?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"What! Or? You! You want to tear down the house after a few days of not fighting?"

G11 hurriedly used her hands to escape from HK416's grasp, covering both cheeks and saying aggrievedly, "I said no! I do want to spray a layer of paint on your engraved weapon! But I haven’t done it yet!"

"Huh? Not you? Then... wait!? What do you want to do with my imprint weapon!?" Hearing G11's words, HK416's eyebrows almost shot up, and she immediately raised her hand again, grabbing G11’s nose.

"I haven’t done it yet! The imprint equipment was previously misappropriated by P90!" Even with her nose pinched, G11 struggled and shouted loudly.

"P90! P90! Have you made the badges you promised us before?"

As soon as the words came out, the three little Nytos swarmed past the group, shouting at P90 as they ran.

Hearing the shout, HK416 subconsciously looked at P90.

The other dolls around also glanced at P90.

However, the movement was small; most of them just tilted their heads slightly, and P90 didn’t notice. At that moment, P90 also took out a badge the size of a can cap from her pocket. It had many doll chibi heads printed on it.

Looking at those badges and their size, HK416 couldn’t help but squint her eyes. Then her mind was electrified!

The size of that badge! Isn’t it the size of the 40mm grenade warhead shell after it’s flattened!?

Looking at those badges, one of them wasn’t even her own! And it was exactly the same as the chibi heads installed on the grenade warhead!

In addition, G11 had just said that P90 had misappropriated the engraving equipment...

It was you!

The one who almost made her appear on the front page of the new black history collection! It was you!

"Sister HK416! This is for you!" The three little Nytos blinked their eyes and ran to HK416, handing her the badge or pin with her head on it.

"Thank you!" The gloomy expression on HK416’s face disappeared the moment the three little Nytos came over, and she smiled as she took the gift.

The three little Nytos didn’t notice anything unusual. After being thanked, they happily ran towards other dolls.

HK416 walked towards P90. P90 was still a little unresponsive to the fact that HK416 almost appeared on the front page of the MDR special issue again.

By the time P90 came to her senses, it was too late!

HK416 had already locked her neck with her hands at the fastest speed, and at the same time reached into her bag to take out a grenade, placing the side with HK416's chibi head in front of P90.

"So, this is your masterpiece..."

Chapter 1034: No matter how you think about it, it's unreliable

Although the dolls were really happy to receive the gifts from Nyto, when they thought that they almost got the same treatment as HK416, and almost had their images printed on the ammunition and fired, a group of dolls came over while HK416 was dealing with P90.

Fortunately, P90 hadn't changed her biomass body yet. Otherwise, with today's situation, she would have had to lie in the infirmary for a few hours.

"Hiss! It hurts! It's all blue! Who pinched md!" P90 complained helplessly while gasping and rubbing her arm, looking at the blue and red marks on her bionic skin.

"Hehe, it's good that they didn't shout to make you into a main cannon shell and fire it out. You should be more careful next time. Fortunately, Vector asked for that batch of grenades herself; otherwise, you would have had to eat a thermite grenade today," M1 Garand smiled and shook her head.

"Well, forget it. But I didn't see Vector just now. Didn't she come back? Why didn't I see her eating in the restaurant?"

"She? After she got her meal, she ran to get close to the Firebat power armor. Now that she has a new toy, she's so happy that she wants to stay in the power armor all day long." M1 Garand spread her hands and said helplessly.

It can only be said that the Firebat power armor is a thing that hit Vector's soft spot. It is estimated that for the next period of time, that girl will stay in the hangar for food and shelter.

Hearing this, P90 opened her mouth and felt that there was really nothing to say. It was outrageous...

While M1 Garand was sitting and chatting with P90, AR15 had already run to Gentiane's side.

To be precise, she was pulled over by SOP2 and M16.

"Persica's mind is full of Renault's biomass body, and she didn't notice M4's current situation at all," M16 lowered her voice and whispered in AR15's ear.

"What should we do? We can't just pull M4 to Renault and ask him to help check it, right? M4 will definitely not agree."

Although M4 is special, the base protocol of the dolls actually has no restrictions on her ability.

But M4 has always been doing things in accordance with the rules. Now, they suddenly wants to bypass Griffin and Persica of 16lab and go directly to Renault for inspection. M4 herself will definitely be the first to disagree with such a thing.

"That's what she said, but since she came to the ship, M4's time and frequency of being stunned have become longer and more frequent. This is not a solution," RO635 also said with concern.

She didn't know what secrets M4 had, but it was hard not to worry about M4's current situation.
Especially M4, who would keep everything to herself. If she spoke out like SOP2, they wouldn't have to worry about it.

While talking, RO635 turned her head to look at SOP2, who was cuddling with M4, and then looked at Gentiane, who was enjoying lunch with a comfortable look on her face.

The same was true for Kalina next to her. Such a leisurely mealtime was really hard to come by. There was no need to worry about being disturbed by Paradeus, nor any attackers suddenly rushing out to empty their entire magazines.

What's more, the food here tastes the best, and there are so many styles. It's a rare opportunity, how can you not enjoy it?

As for the cost? This matter would be handed over to the boss later. Anyway, this commission is a bit outrageous and has completely exceeded the level that Griffin can handle.

A few hundred or dozens of Paradeus would be fine, but the number of Paradeus killed by Renault before, just scattered in the city alone, has exceeded several thousand, not to mention that there are a large number of mechas and armored units mixed in.

The Paradeus around the museum are mostly armored units, and the number of both sides added up is at least more than ten thousand.

Paradeus deployed troops so vigorously, but Statesec threw this matter to a security contractor with only a few hundred tactical dolls.

And when it comes to hundreds, in fact, we have to count the dummy dolls controlled by the dolls, otherwise, how could there be so many?

That little bit of heavy firepower that looks like bean sprouts was secretly tinkered with by Persica herself. 

It has to be said that when it comes to being bold, Statesec is still number one.

RO635 didn't know what Gentiane was thinking at this time. She only knew that with M4's current condition, if she didn't check it carefully, M4 might fall down on the next mission because of a sudden distraction.

Thinking of this, RO635 calmed down and nodded to M16. At this point, they couldn't hesitate any longer with M4's condition. If they missed this opportunity and counted on Persica, who knows what would happen.

Although they felt a little sorry for arranging Persica, their creator, like this, since there were already two precedents—AR15 and SOP2—they didn’t need to do much.

If any troubles arose, they could let the careless Persica worry about it herself .

"A-choo!"

Persica, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly sneezed. Leone, who was sitting opposite, couldn’t help but feel a little worried. "Uh, is there too much pepper powder? You don’t have to force it…"

"Hiss, well, it’s okay. I just suddenly saw such a... uh, impactful dish..."

Looking at the dish in front of her that was full of red oil and covered with a layer of pepper powder, Persica swallowed her saliva. She was worried that if she took a chopstick, she would end up lying in the infirmary, waiting for Renate to do whatever she wanted...

But there was no way around it—this was the only way the current nutritional supplements were being cooked.

By covering the original taste with a lot of seasonings, this pot of fragrant spice oil with chili and pepper would probably taste delicious even if it were fried into a rag. The only condition was that you had to accept this kind of taste, one that only heavy fans of it could conquer...

This level of spiciness wasn’t so difficult for the dolls and Leone since she occasionally experienced the CF05 spicy hot pot on the ship. Even Persica, an ordinary person...

Oh, by the way, Angelia had just taken a large portion. She took it away to share with several people from Taskforce DEFY. It seemed that after her physique became stronger, Angelia now had a high tolerance for this level of food. She didn’t show any strange symptoms except drinking some water over there.

Almost with her own eyes, Leone watched Persica put a piece of nutrition cut into cubes into his mouth.

Persica’s originally pale face instantly turned red, and sweat poured from her cheeks and forehead like a floodgate. If you looked closely, you could even see the heat rising from this woman's head.

"Hiss! Spicy!" Persica took a breath of cool air and finally uttered a word, then picked up the coffee cup at hand and drank it in large gulps.

When she saw the appearance of this dish, Persica had asked Springfield, who had finished his meal early, for a large cup of latte. Well, Springfield had given her a large cup of milk, which didn’t contain any caffeine.

Anyway, it would have been a waste to give Persica coffee. Unless Persica asked seriously, Springfield was really unwilling to entertain her. Besides, there wasn’t much else on the ship, and there was plenty of fresh milk. Persica didn’t mind holding the milk bucket and drinking it.

At this point, Persica clearly didn’t have the chance to worry about whether what she was drinking contained caffeine.

After taking a bite, she felt nothing but the spice that could kill her! Her tongue was numb!

However, the taste of the nutritional supplement was inexplicably similar to konjac... She had eaten it on the boat before, but that konjac was stewed with chicken and tasted much better than this time.

But she had to admit that the spice oil prepared by CF05 appears to have some kind of magic. After taking one bite, Persica had the urge to take another bite for no reason.

And just from this one bite, Persica felt a little overwhelmed and couldn’t help but want to continue eating! This thing really do have some kind of magic!

RO635 was walking toward Helian and Renault when she saw Persica eating in the corner and shouting like a baboon halfway there.

Her eyes immediately showed six points of disgust, three points of helplessness, and one point of annoyance.

"Excuse me, excuse me!"

Just as RO635 turned around to continue walking, a pair of small hands supported her belly. MDR, still in a childish state, supported RO635’s belly with both hands to prevent the other from putting it on her. At the same time, she dodged and slipped past RO635, holding Vera’s camera in her hand.

Looking at the direction she was heading, it was clearly toward Persica’s side.

A certain doll expert might have a good show on the anonymous board this time. Without even thinking, RO635 could guess what title MDR would use to write this post:

"Shock! The well-known doll expert, the chief engineer of 16lab, actually jumped up and down like a baboon!"

The dolls around her naturally noticed Persica’s hissing and shouting. It was impossible not to notice such a big noise. Moreover, the smell coming from her side was very overwhelming. In the restaurant, except for CF05, the smell from Persica and the other two was the strongest!

"Is she... imitating a baboon? Did she eat something good?" Gentiane also noticed this scene.

Griffin G36 next to her immediately said, "That’s a nutritional supplement developed by Ms. Leone on Commander Renault’s ship. It is said that eating it can promote secondary development of the body. However, due to the taste of the raw materials, the only flavor that can be made into a meal is spicy."

"Eh? Secondary development...? Uh-huh!?" Originally, Gentiane didn’t think there was anything wrong with G36’s calm tone until the words "secondary development" came out of G36’s mouth.

Not only did Gentiane face change, but even Kalina next to her looked at Persica with shining eyes.

After seeing Leone sitting opposite Persica, both Gentiane and Kalina began to feel that secondary development seemed to be very "convincing"!

And even the name is "nutritional supplements"... Isn’t this just perfect for people like her who were malnourished when they were young!

Gentiane secretly looked down at her toes. They were very transparent and could be seen clearly at a glance. Even if she lowered her head, she could see her ankles.

This must be tasted! Persica! She didn’t even remember to call us when there was something good!

Seeing that Gentiane and Kalina were about to run to Persica’s side and "go along with her", RO635 shook her head helplessly, hurriedly quickened her pace, and went to Helian and Renault.

...

"Tsk! The force shields on these Paradeus are really difficult to deal with!"

Facing the four Nytos who were cooperating well not far away, Dreamer turned her head and looked at Beak beside her with some annoyance.

"Hey! What on earth are you doing here?! Don’t just stand there! Help me!"

Beak, who was still holding a lollipop stick in her mouth, spread her hands when he heard this. "Sorry, I didn’t expect these Nytos to be so difficult. All my weapons are on the motorcycle, but now my ride is on it, you know."

"Then what’s the point of bringing you down!?" Dreamer shouted at Beak frantically. It was already very frustrating to have to give up her vehicle and enter the underground passage. Now Beak came down empty-handed, without even a weapon in her hand.

Why didn’t she borrow a weapon from other Sangvis Ferris? Or take one from those fallen Sangvis Ferris? Even if she just held the weapon to pretend!

These are much better than you eating candy while pretending to be a bystander, right!?

"Isn’t this to share some of the command pressure with you, so that you don’t have to be in a mess down there alone?"

Still in a mess!? If you hadn’t brought down so many Sangvis Ferri dolls at once, blocking the entire passage, she wouldn’t have been so flustered that she couldn’t even pull a doll to help!

"Dreamer! Push forward quickly! Time is running out, and those Paradeus seem to have touched the goods!"

Just as Dreamer dodged the black guns fired by the two Black Nytos, held the weapons in her hands and dealt with the two White Nytos, and tried to dispatch the fastest Ripperss and Dragoons to help, Judge’s urging voice happened to sound in the Sangvis Ferri communication channel.

Hurry up! I know it’s fast! If you want it to be fast, come here in person!

Although she roared in her heart, Dreamer still responded honestly on the surface.

After all, this is impossible no matter how you think about it, because this time, she and Beak have brought almost all of Sangvis Ferri’s current forces to this city.

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Chapter 1035: This is a High-Risk Mission

"There has been a response. The evacuation helicopter will arrive in fifteen minutes."

After receiving this news, K finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was a little puzzled as to why the communication equipment on Renault's ship wasn’t interfered with by Paradeus, considering the spaceship flying in the sky, it all seemed less strange.

"If possible, I recommend transferring in the hangar of our ship. Although the purification tower in the city has been restarted, it will take a long time for the collapse radiation levels inside the city to fall to a safe threshold."

Helian nodded to K, then looked at Ulrich and Rochschin, saying, "We should proceed as planned."

At this point, the sky had started to darken. The dolls had already finished their meal. After a brief moment of correction, they were preparing to set off again, enter the museum, and annihilate the remaining Paradeus inside.

This would also be the finishing work of this commission. Ulrich and her men had observed nearly the entire combat operation, so they knew exactly what the dolls were planning to do.

Ulrich had come to realize that the goal of Paradeus entering the museum was likely something of great importance. Although the dolls under Renault were going to eliminate the Paradeus, they would probably come into contact with whatever it was that Paradeus was targeting.

The only thing that could justify Paradeus’ large-scale operation and the deployment of so many combat forces in this city was likely the relic technology, which had been banned from further research by the Relics Department.

While Rochschin was concerned that if Renault really had some relic technology, he might do something reckless, Ulrich believed that the technology Renault possessed was already frightening enough.

Although most of the Relics Bureau’s research on relic technology had been sealed, Ulrich thought that if there was any usable technology that didn’t have significant side effects, the Relics Department would have already employed it.

The issue was that, with what Renault already had, there appears to be no need to seek relic technology. From the design of the spaceship and the weapons wielded by the dolls, it was clear that the technology in Renault's hands was completely different from the relic weapons developed in the past.

What Renault had was likely new technology, entirely distinct from relic technology.

Although Ulrich and her companions were full of concerns about Renault's involvement with relic technology, it was clear that this was not the right time to reveal their cards.

"Okay, I’ll notify the crew," K spoks in response to Helian's suggestion. This was indeed a problem. While the collapse radiation in the city was gradually declining, fifteen minutes would not be enough to reduce the collapse radiation in the area where the spaceship was located to a safe level.

Helian nodded. Though she felt that it might be a bit excessive to have other transport planes park in the spaceship hangar.

After all, whether it was Ulrich, Rochschin, or K and the others, they had all eaten the food on the ship before, including some raw salads.

Cooking well-done food could slightly improve immunity to collapse radiation, but eating it raw was the most effective.

Even if they had only eaten a single lettuce leaf, they wouldn’t need to worry about this mild collapse radiation environment harming their bodies for a few days—unless they were foolish enough to run to a place like the red zone.

"If you want to visit the spaceship, please make sure to inform the doll closest to you to avoid getting lost."

As she spoke, Helian focused her gaze on the dolls nearby. These were not the dolls preparing to clear out the Paradeus, but rather the other Sangvis dolls aboard the ship.

It was Renault who had allowed these individuals to visit the spaceship. Helian understood Renault’s reasoning: as layman, they wouldn’t be able to discern anything in the areas they could access.

Even if there were clues, they would be blocked by hatches.

Those areas were usually inaccessible, even to the little kittens and mischievous dolls aboard the ship, let alone the visitors who had just boarded and hadn’t even stepped out of the lounge.

Even so, Helian felt a little displeased. Although Ulrich and the others were the employers, they hadn’t invited anyone for a tour. If they wanted to see something, they should try to persuade the Sangvis dolls to show them around.

This new spaceship was much larger than the old one. Even Helian herself had nearly gotten lost aboard at first without a doll guide, not to mention Ulrich. No, Ulrich and Rochschin shouldn’t wander around the ship.

Only agents like K were allowed to move freely.

Although the spaceship’s interior was indeed vast, it had not yet been decorated, so the differences between each floor were minimal. Except for a few cabins that had been pre-equipped with equipment, it was difficult to find a reference point in most other areas.

Because the spaces were nearly identical, even the dolls aboard had to count cabins to determine where they were on the ship.

The Sangvis dolls often complained about this, as many dolls wearing dirty shoes got lost, leaving footprints behind. The Sangvis dolls who received feedback were puzzled: who could possibly get lost after leaving footprints?

After Helian finished speaking, K looked at the dolls nearby.

All of them were Sangvis...

After confirming that there were no dolls from civilian backgrounds around, K couldn't help but feel ashamed. He hadn't expected the serious Helian to make such a small mistake in this matter.

How could he have the nerve to speak up? This wasn't just about whether he should feel embarrassed to speak—it was more than that. As everyone knew, ordinary Sangvis dolls lacked complete self-awareness.

However, the ones on Renault's ship... seemed to be different.

K had already noticed that when he looked at those Sangvis dolls, the Rippers, Dragoons, and others were staring at him, pointing and talking, as if discussing the equipment of their agents.

With only a dozen minutes left before the evacuation transport plane arrived, K knew that if he hesitated any longer, he might not even get to see anything beyond the main corridor of the spacecraft.

So, K had no choice but to bite the bullet and start looking for a Sangvis doll who seemed easier to talk to.

He found a twin-tailed Guard who was chatting with other Sangvis Ferris. This particular doll stood out because she had ornaments in her braids and wasn't wearing work clothes, making her appear more lifelike.

But K soon regretted his choice. When he made his request, the Guard immediately turned around and extended her palm toward him.

"Give me a reward. You should give me something for helping you lead the way, right?" she said fluently, as if she had said it dozens of times.

As she spoke, she eyed the holster at his waist.

The look in her eyes clearly communicated, 'Your pistol looks pretty good.'

K wanted to reach for his holster in response, but he was worried that the Sangvis doll in front of him would interpret it as a sign of an impending attack. Unsure where to place his raised hand, he hesitated.

"This... can I offer something else? I have..."

"No, no, no! I want this! I'm not interested in anything else! Anyway, you're going to evacuate soon, right? That pistol won't be of much use. Agents like you surely don't lack weapons, right? Hey?"

The Guard flicked her fingers, raised her eyebrows, and addressed K in a light, teasing tone. Several Sangvis dolls behind her looked at K with amused expressions.

sn't it fine if you just ask for payment? Why is your request so strange?

Moreover, the news of the evacuation... Could it be that you already know everything?

K hesitated for only a moment before he admitted that the guard's point was valid. He had more than just this pistol on him. He had already handed over the assault rifle he had been carrying to his colleagues for them to help carry it. The pistol was no big deal—he wasn’t particularly attached to it.

Compared to the information about the spaceship, it seemed trivial.

Thinking this, K raised his hand, removed the safety buckle from his holster, slowly drew the pistol he'd carried for several months, pinched the slide, and handed it to the guard.

"Hehe! Got it!" The Guard immediately turned around and showed off to the Sangvis dolls behind her after taking the pistol.

Weapons weren't particularly rare on Renault's ship. He hadn’t confiscated the particle weapons the Sangvis Ferris originally carried. If the Sangvis Ferris needed other types of weapons, they could always ask Scarecrow to help them acquire them.

Compared to the weapons made in their own factories, weapons brought in from outsiders were obviously more valuable for collection.

"Okay, since I've received your reward, I'll show you around. But your time is tight, so we can only go around this floor."

K didn't want to say anything more about the guard. It was fine to have someone to guide him, but couldn’t she walk a bit faster? He was confident in his mobility. Before boarding the ship, he'd estimated the ship's size—about 250 meters long and between 120 and 150 meters wide.

If it was only one floor, he should have been able to cover it faster.

Following the guard, K entered a hatch he'd never been through before. He was still a little reluctant and tried to ask if they could walk faster—perhaps even jog.

"NO! NO! NO! I know what you're going to say! But for ordinary humans like you, it's safer to walk slowly on this ship!"

Before K could speak, the Guard raised her finger and shook it, stopping him from saying anything further.

And it wasn’t just ordinary humans who were in danger—even she, as an Sangvis doll, could be in trouble!

So, walking slowly and sticking to the side was the safest and most reliable way. More haste makes waste!

Buzz!

As soon as the Guard finished speaking, a Prowler rushed past them at full speed. The important part was that behind the Prowler, a cart carrying boxes of supplies followed.

"See? If you don’t want to get into a car accident, walk slowly and stay to the side. Especially when you reach intersections—be careful then, otherwise there’s a high chance something might happen..."

Bang!

"Ah! It hurts!"

The Guard’s words were cut off when a Dinergate came out of nowhere and hit her calf bone.

"Damn it! Watch out, you little troublemaker! I just replaced these bionic parts a few days ago!"

The calf bone was already broken after being hit, but since she was a doll, it wasn’t a big deal as long as her skeletal structure wasn’t damaged.

It looked painful, though...

K turned his face aside. He never expected that giving someone a tour could be such a high-risk job. No wonder the Guard had taken it for granted when asking for a reward...

In ten minutes, the guard led K through the corridors and cabins on this floor. K had seen enough to know that the situation on this floor was surreal.

In just ten minutes, he encountered several groups of Rangers dragging supplies, Dinergates running around carrying various items, and even saw a military Hydra.

These were still normal things—after all, Renault had even Sangvis Ferri elite dolls on board, so a Hydra wasn’t a big deal.

But what happened next... a calf running away, being chased by a group of Sangvis Ferris... a goat being chased by Sangvis Ferris after eating a commemorative postcard... even a rooster strutting around, and a group of geese clucking and running wild...

It felt like a zoo!

K didn’t get knocked over by those Sangvis dolls rushing back and forth, thanks to the guard’s advice to walk slowly and stay to the side...

As for Guard, whether they were doing their duty or simply unlucky, it was hard to tell. Besides the initial incident with the Dinergate, they were later hit by goats, chased by geese, and even knocked over by a flying supply box.

They were completely covered in bruises...

When they reached the hangar to meet up with the others, a group of people looked at the bruised Guard and then at K, who was completely unharmed, with a look of indescribable curiosity.