NIKKE, the end of the world is coming, but the system is a hundred years late

"Don't be angry, I was just joking. How could the commander not have this much generosity?" Anis leaned forward and said, "If you really don't have money, I can lend it to you."

"Lend it to me?"

Mo Changge was very surprised.

"Yes, let me make it clear first, I don't have much money." Anis nodded and added, "Let me make it clear first, I don't have much money."

There is no need to emphasize a sentence twice!

Mo Changge didn't know what to say.

In this materialistic age where those who borrow money are considered to be big shots, the people who dare to lend you money are your half-brothers, beloved relatives and friends!

Anis came over, poked Mo Changge's waist with her elbow, and said slyly.

"Don't you feel very moved?"

"is a bit."

Mo Changge nodded slightly.

For the first time, I felt that this girl was a pretty nice person.

Anis patted her chest and said generously: "This is just a small matter, it doesn't matter, we are good brothers."

The fullness trembled slightly with the movement, and a hint of white seemed to be faintly visible.

Another sentence was added later.

"When the time comes, I will just pay you back the principal and interest."

"Wait, there's interest?"

Mo Changge withdrew his gaze and came to his senses.

"Yes," Anis said confidently, with one hand on her waist, "A rich young man in trouble, with such a good opportunity, I must extort a lot of money from him...ah, no, I must help him a lot."

Mo Changge: "..."

“Give me back my feelings.”

"Too late! Haha!"

Anis smiled triumphantly, and suddenly, like a thief, she glanced around secretly, and when she saw that there was no one around, she handed a card to Mo Changge.

"Here, this is for you, don't tell anyone else."

"what is this?"

Mo Changge held the card and asked curiously.

"Didn't you just ask for money?"

Anis lowered her voice and said, "If you run out of money in the future, tell me. But let me make it clear first, I don't have much money."

The third time.

Mo Changge was helpless, but he was still very touched.

At this time, Rabbi spoke.

"How can there be no money? Didn't the commander successfully carry out the mission before? Including the last time,"

Rabbi was somewhat puzzled.

"Or maybe there's a problem with the central government's computer system. If there's a problem and you can't submit it, you can go and submit the combat report."

"Combat report?"

Mo Changge was stunned at first, then suddenly remembered that this seemed to be the case.

When Lapi saw Mo Changge's expression, he was also stunned and roughly understood.

"Commander, I'm just asking casually. Have you submitted a combat report?"

"Ah, you mean the combat report. I've already submitted it." Mo Changge pretended to be enlightened, coughed twice, and looked around and said, "Well, I'll handle the procurement of supplies myself."

In fact—none at all!

Obviously changing the subject.

He had forgotten all about it.

Rabbi soul asked.

"Commander, do you know where to submit the combat report?"

"certainly……"

Mo Changge was still thinking about making up stories, but when he met those scarlet eyes that looked like rubies, he had no choice but to admit it.

"Please come with me."

"Wow!~"

Anis next to her deliberately made an exaggerated expression of surprise and exclaimed, covering her mouth.

"No way, in this world, there is actually such a selfless commander who does not seek money, fame, or fortune, and is penniless!"

The corner of Mo Changge's mouth twitched.

I really want to slap this girl.

As if she could see what Mo Changge was thinking, Anis came over with a smile and cast a lovely glance at Mo Changge with her watery eyes.

"I'm praising you."

"Then I thank you very much."

What a boast.

Chapter 17: Conversation with Rabi under the Moon (Repost)

After briefly reporting the situation to the communicator Xie Futi, the mission of finding the advance team was completed.

"Ah? In other words, you, you guys, defeated the blacksmith?"

Xie Futi screamed in surprise on the communicator.

Mo Changge felt like his eardrums were about to burst.

"No way, are you telling the truth?"

Shefti didn't expect that they would kill the Tyrant-level Letcher.

You should know that it would take more than five elite teams to hunt it down.

She said she would report it to her superiors immediately.

The remaining time is to wait for the recovery transport plane sent by Ark.

When Mo Changge was browsing the system store, Lapi came to him.

Mo Changge was puzzled. Labi was a very capable girl and they didn't have much interaction.

As soon as Labi met Mo Changge, he got straight to the point.

"You want me to keep my distance from Marianne?"

Mo Changge was very surprised.

Although there was no special relationship between him and Marianne, why did Labi suddenly say this?

"Yes. Although it is rude to say so," Rabbi nodded, "if possible, it is best to keep your distance. This is not only for Marianne's good, but also for you, the commander."

Her serious expression proved that she was not joking.

"Ok?"

Mo Changge was confused.

Why did she suddenly say this to herself?

Had he been discovered taking advantage of Marianne?

Bah Bah!

It was Marianne who took advantage of her.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"You mean—Marianne?"

"Yes, I wish I could speak to you about Marianne."

Rabi turned around and walked to the broken wall. Standing on the high place, he looked at the desolate ruins in the distance. The rolling dust buried the ruined buildings.

"I hope the commander will stop caring about this matter."

"...?"

Rabbi's sigh was like the mist in the morning light, faint yet full of an inexplicable sadness.

"Niki is different from humans. Too much emotion can only be a burden and a nuisance."

Mo Changge looked in the direction of Lapi's gaze. There was Marian who was sleeping soundly. He began to understand what she meant.

"You're all the same to me."

Rabbi shook his head and looked away.

"Weapons don't need emotions. Once they have emotions, they will rust."

"I am grateful for Nikki's recognition. However, if I keep thinking like this, it will only put the commander in danger."

Mo Changge crossed his arms and smiled.

"It can be understood that you are worried about me?"

Lapi sighed, turned around, and stared at Mo Changge with a pair of wine-red eyes.

"It seems that you have not yet realized the seriousness of the problem."

"Ok?"

"Although I don't know why Marian became like this, it is a fact that the virus was prevented from invading," Rabi said very seriously, "Do you think the Ark's top management will let this precious experimental subject go?"

Mo Changge suddenly realized.

That's what she came for.

He had thought about this kind of thing a long time ago.

Blocking the Letcher virus is a big deal.

Given the unscrupulous behavior of those Ark executives, once they knew what happened to Marian, they would definitely send out special forces immediately to take her away by force regardless of the consequences.

The good thing is to do scientific research and crack the working principle of the virus in order to fight against the invasion of Letcher and for the future of mankind.

The real situation is probably analysis, disassembly, or even dissection and slicing on the operating table.

That would be no different from being dead.

He lowered his head to glance at Marian, who was curled up and sleeping soundly beside his legs. Her clothes had been damaged in the battle, and she was now wearing Mo Changge's shirt.

Mo Changge pinched her little cheek. This guy probably doesn't know how dangerous he is now.

Marian turned over, seemed to feel uncomfortable again, turned back, curled up in Mo Changge's arms, found a comfortable position and fell asleep.

The indescribable touch could be clearly felt through the thin fabric.

Mo Changge took a look.

I don't know when Marianne's collar buttons were unbuttoned, revealing an indescribable forbidden area. In the cold moonlight, the fat bulged like a pile of snow.

It's chilly in spring and a bit cold.

Through the thin shirt.

You can faintly see the banned words.

This poem suddenly flashed through Mo Changge's mind.