Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

"Ah."

If it were a conventional threat, 45 wouldn't be too worried. After all, she had a general understanding of the situation in this world, and there shouldn't be any trouble that was too difficult to deal with.

The problem is, the current trouble may be beyond their control...

"I'm leaving."

The heavy creak of the iron gate echoed as a young girl left the still-warm room, leaving the six people staring at each other, pondering what to do.

"Commander, what do we do now?"

AK12 stopped smiling; the current situation forced them to remain highly vigilant.

Luo Fan was naturally also extremely troubled; they were severely lacking in intelligence and didn't even understand the actual threats they faced...

"Let's check the surveillance footage first and see what happens during this period when we can't go out."

He then pulled the chair closer to the monitor, switched the surveillance footage to the mall, and saw a moving humanoid object.

"But first, we need to make sure 45 gets to the basement safely..."

......

Ignoring the night vision module, the 45 is basically groping in the dark. The pitch-black darkness is suffocating, and it feels like every cell in your body is heating up to alleviate the fear.

But still, she is a tactical doll, and aside from the psychological pressure brought by the environment, she doesn't need to consider the issue of breathing conditions.

"Tsk, this place is really hard to find..."

Even with a map, she still lingered at her target location on the first floor for several minutes.

Finally, it stopped in front of a dilapidated iron gate.

Even a large section of the wall around the door has peeled off...

That's normal, since this isn't a place customers frequent, so there's no need to put on a good showroom.

She took out her phone and dialed Luo Fan in the security room: "Commander, I've found the entrance and am about to enter the basement."

"Yes, I can see you on the monitor. There were no unexpected incidents along the way. Be careful inside."

A metallic scraping sound rang out. Number 45 opened the door and left. The mall fell silent once more...

really?

......

It was said that there were route instructions, but the route was already set from the beginning. You just need to follow the passage and there are no forks in the road. However, you will see many rooms along the way, each with a doorplate indicating its function.

The basement was extremely damp, and... there was absolutely no signal, which was perfect.

After wandering around for two minutes, we finally arrived at the iron gate mentioned in the recording. 45 was already feeling a little annoyed.

The little note on the door also warned her to "lock the door"...

Upon entering the workshop, I discovered that the door wasn't locked at all...

Moreover, the work environment also made her wonder if these people were truly mentally unstable...

PS: I'll try to create a graphic explanation in the next couple of days to help everyone better understand the whole rules and process, so that they can better immerse themselves in this story.

There are tons of people doing nucleic acid tests, and we have midterms this Thursday and Friday, so you know what I mean ( ).

Then it was time to try and get Akagi, but I got five Kaga characters and still no Akagi (annoying).

Kaga loves me so much, I'll just give him the maximum amount of screen time, okay?

The author was hospitalized.

I have appendicitis and am in the hospital, so I probably won't be able to update for at least a week.

It was truly agonizing; I vomited everything I ate, couldn't drink water, and could only receive glucose intravenously.

The snoring from the bed next door sounds like a zombie...

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Chatting casually in the hospital bed

The surgery was successful and there were no dangers. I've pulled through. It's just a pity that the "Rebel Shuke" app can't upload pictures larger than 500k, otherwise I would have posted it. Otherwise, everyone would think I was faking illness.

The photos of the patient's condition are in the group chat; you can go and take a look if you don't believe me.

We'll just chat casually. I've been taking a few days off to mentally work out the script.

The story is getting bigger and bigger, and there's no chance of it getting out of control, because I've thought everything through.

At the same time, the protagonist's harem also grows larger, which is everyone's wives ( ).

It's no longer limited to Girls' Frontline. As for who it is, it's limited to a very small number of characters from Kantai Collection (originally, I only planned to write about a few characters from Kantai Collection).

There are also some from other games; when they appear, I'll remind everyone to search for their images on Bilibili, because they're just so beautiful! And Shuke definitely won't let me post them (since I can't even post the agent's character art), so I'll remind everyone...

In short, you'll end up with a bar teeming with men of exceptional talent and beauty, and everyone's wives will multiply.

There will absolutely be no situation where wings get tangled or the harem catches fire. Just trust my abilities.

With this in mind, this is the author who is still striving to create an ordinary yet sweet story for everyone.

I hope everyone will continue reading this story with me, along with those you already know and those you don't yet know—our new wives. Okay, that's all for now, I'm going to lie down now, it hurts so much!

[Extra] Appearance

P.S.: You must play music while reading this. Open NetEase Cloud Music, search for "Future War," click on the podcast, and it will be the first result. Then play the song "Band Concert" from that podcast.

February 2022.2. ? ? ? ?

Inside a theater, spectators flocked in, eagerly awaiting a spectacular performance that would be well worth their ticket price.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Nie Kui Theatre! Tonight we present a magnificent symphony performance by Ms. Maestro Nequitia and Ms. Shen a! Please take your seats as the performance is about to begin!"

On stage, the two ladies slowly took their places.

Strangely, the audience didn't see the so-called orchestra; there were only two people. The symphony seemed to be just a joke.

The two young ladies bowed to the crowd with smiles on their faces. One of them had dull, lifeless eyes, yet there was a strange confidence in them.

She took out a conductor's baton from behind her back and tapped it twice...

"To me, who cannot see the world, everything in the world is just a musical instrument that produces different timbres."

The audience didn't understand the meaning of those words. They looked at each other blankly, their faces showing displeasure at the commander's arrogance.

“Every time I play music with them, I feel extremely happy.”

As the violin music began, a woman began to dance, her eyes closed. The hem of her gown lightly brushed against the spotless stage with her movements, and the enjoyment in her expression was palpable.

As the scales progressed, the conductor's baton began to move rhythmically, but her eyes remained lifeless.

"Maestro Nequitia extends his sincere greetings to everyone."

"Are you ready to play for me?"

……

In an instant, the theater was ablaze with lights, the dazzling display of light blinding everyone. The audience instinctively covered their eyes, growing increasingly displeased by the sudden turn of events. Some even stood up to question the theater staff about what kind of joke they were playing.

But before he could speak, he suddenly stared wide-eyed, as if he had discovered something extraordinary. His mind was filled with astonishment, and then he collapsed into his seat like a puppet with its strings cut.

On stage, the pink-haired violinist opened one eye, glanced slightly at the audience who had already returned to their chairs, and smiled slightly.

"Please observe the most basic etiquette of a spectator."

……

On the stage, a huge... device rises up beside the conductor.

This is a creation made up of many musical instruments: piano, cello, violin, organ, harp, tuba, and trumpet.

Now it looks more like... a throne than just a musical instrument.

The rhythm progressed with her movements, and although no performer could be seen, the music never stopped.

This is an auditory delight, and Maestro is proud of its exceptional artistry.

The audience was mesmerized, forgetting everything, as the melodious music lingered in their ears, like a clear moon and gentle breeze, or a mighty pillar lifting a city.

Rather than having lifeless eyes, they seem to be closer to the concept of inanimate objects.

She paused for a moment to rest, and then began to sing, but her enjoyment was far from over. It was as if she were performing a one-woman show, not caring about the audience's opinions, and simply immersing herself in her own world.

"They lay low and then became famous."

This wasn't her first performance, nor was it her last, but the audience was the last...?

After all, the audience is different every time, and there are no repeat customers in her performances.

The fact that they were sitting calmly in their seats is the best proof of this.

His face was peaceful, as if he were asleep.

Did you enjoy the performance?

……

"I could feel his arrival."

"Yes, me too."

The pink-haired girl nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

They were already freely interacting on stage, and no longer needed to care about the audience's gaze.

I don't know when it started, but the performance time had already ended.

The audience was completely captivated by the perfect performance.

They witnessed bliss at a certain moment, at least in their own eyes and in the eyes of the two performers.

This grand performance was just dessert; it's just that they have a sweet tooth.

"We need to get ready to welcome him, Shen'a."

The white-haired girl lowered her head, still waving at the empty audience seats, as if the performance was still going on and she was pushing the performance to the very last moment.

The girl called Shen'a smiled even more broadly: "Of course, after waiting for so long, a dissonant note has finally appeared."

"Yes, and this dissonant scale will tear up and burn the original harmonious score, and create a more perfect piece of music, just as we expect."

The chords will be recast, and the new ones will replace the old ones.

"Go, prepare to welcome him, and together we will create new achievements and wonders."

"Of course, it will, it just needs the right time."

……

"Greetings from Maestro Nequitia."

P.S.: Still lying in my hospital bed, thinking I'll write a side story or something when I have some free time.

The purpose of this side story... well, you can all guess what I'm trying to do. In short, it should be something that makes everyone happy.

325 The recording was interrupted

"Who would actually think of putting two ventilation openings on two walls of the workspace?"

Such a trendy work environment really made the 45-year-old, who had been working hard for years and endured countless harsh environments, feel dizzy.

I've never seen this before.

At 1:22, work began. She had no choice; she probably wouldn't be able to go back before finishing her work. She could only pull out a chair, sit down, turn on her computer, and pick up the voice recorder on the desktop to play the recording.

So why not just explain the job responsibilities to them from the beginning...?

Another stiff, mechanical female voice

"Fizz..."

The recording was about to play, and taking this opportunity, the upset girl turned on the old computer in front of her, her face full of displeasure.

[1] This is a miscellaneous task, but it is still an important part of the daily work. Please complete it within the time limit. If you exceed the time limit, you must complete all the tasks before you can leave. After you finish, lock the entrance to the room and leave quietly.

[2] Your job is simple: perform miscellaneous tasks on the list on the screen in front of you. Simply click the option to start working, and then wait for the work to complete. However, please note that the noise level in the work area will vary depending on the job content. Please decide on the workflow accordingly.

Following the instructions in the recording, 45 clicked the [PRINT FLYERS] option on the screen, and then a rotating circle appeared next to the option, along with the sound of the printer working.

That's strange. Since it's a semi-automated process and the equipment isn't even near her, why can she hear the printer sound here?