NIKKE, after maxing out the favorability, all the Nikkis are not right

"For example, Diana, her preferences, her interests, her gentle inner self and those unattainable desires. There are many times when I wonder, which one is the real her, the gentle wife or the cold-blooded killer?" Green gently stroked her soft black hair and whispered in her ear.

"Then which one do you think is the real me?" D asked with a slight smile on his face.

"I do not know."

“But I think they all are.”

"..."

"Pfft, what a pleasing answer." D stretched out his finger and gently stroked the tip of Green's nose. "But if I told you that all these days of being together were a result of my superb acting, how would you feel?"

"Acting?"

"But when you were in bed..."

"Shut up."

D rolled his eyes at him.

This guy really brings up things that are not related to the topic.

The two of them took a car to the butcher's shop. D bargained skillfully with the boss and bought some chicken wings and beef. Then they took the Ark train back to the mansion together.

"Finally, I don't have to go to parties anymore."

"My soft bed and sofa... let me lie in your arms."

As soon as he got home, Green sank into the sofa, relieving the fatigue of attending parties in the past few days.

He wasn't the kind of party-goer who loved socializing. Compared to the boring parties of the nobles, he preferred to be alone most of the time, sitting in a chair and reading a book, playing a game, or processing a few documents. Although he rarely had time to be quiet because of the few funny guys in the counterattack unit, it was precisely because of this that this time seemed so precious.

pat.

At dusk, Green turned on the floor lamp in his bedroom.

The light emitted a warm yellow glow, and in the kitchen, D was cooking.

Green listened to the soft noise of her chopping vegetables and removing bones, and wanted to clear his mind and rest for a while, but a message from an unknown IP address was suddenly sent to his mobile phone, which caught his attention.

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000000: "There are some things you shouldn't touch, you know?"

Green: "You are?"

000000: "You don't need to know."

000000: "This is just a warning. I hope you won't get involved in these matters next time."

Green: "Are you talking about the drugs in Camilla's hands? Oh, don't worry, I tell you, not only will I destroy all of these drugs, I will also track them down. If you want to know why, it's because you pissed me off."

Green: "After all, who the hell are you, a filthy wretch from the gutter, to threaten me?"

Green: "If this is your warning, then I want to warn you too. Don't let me catch you."

————Message sending failed! ————

"This cowardly scoundrel must be the infamous drug lord Mudan mentioned." Green put down his phone and shook his head. "Even someone like him dares to mess with me. It seems my reputation is too good."

"Um..."

"Put these worries aside for now."

"In the days ahead, I have to continue training, make friends with Nikki, and expand my team." Green thought for a while. Although each member of the counterattack force was an elite, the outpost base was obviously seriously understaffed.

After all, apart from a bunch of mass-produced Nikkis who are responsible for daily maintenance, he really only has three people in the counterattack force.

Is there no way to attract new customers?

Tell Ingrid and Anderson openly that I'm short-staffed and need more Nikkis?

Not too possible.

The top management of Ark will not accept this proposal. After all, the "Counterattack Force" fights under the name of "Special Operations Force". Their strength is already very terrifying. If they continue to recruit new members, it will inevitably make those fat and big-eared nobles feel uneasy.

And those prominent Nikkis all have their own troops and jobs, and Ark will not easily transfer them to his own troops.

So...

Is there a Nikki who is not only very strong but also currently unemployed?

Green thought about it and suddenly an idea came to him.

"There is."

"Aren't the rehabilitation centers where the talents I want are held?"

The so-called rehabilitation center is where Ark uses to imprison prisoners. There are humans, and naturally there is also Nikki.

And almost all of those Nikkis who committed crimes had some special abilities.

Some have immense strength, some spread lies to confuse the crowd, and some can escape through any secret passage.

People who are put in jail may just have great ambitions but lack strong abilities.

But Nikki, who was able to commit troubles despite Ark's multiple brainwashing, is simply the best among the Nikkis. If such a Nikki could be stationed at the outpost, there would basically be no need to worry too much about the safety of the outpost.

"Let's go to the rehabilitation center tomorrow."

After finalizing the plan, Green stood up from the sofa, walked to his "newlywed wife" who was still busy at the stove, and reached out to gently hug her curvy waist.

D was suddenly attacked by him, and her waist couldn't help but tremble slightly. Then she threw a complaining look at his face: "Go away, I'm still cooking."

Green smiled slightly and whispered in her ear, "Diana, this is the last night."

"I have something more to eat than rice."

Chapter 396: Rabbi: 4000 times, this is normal ()

After dinner.

The two of them returned to the bedroom and cuddled together for a while.

Perhaps because this was the last night before departure, D seemed very proactive and forgetful.

After a night of indulgence, D rested her head on her husband's arm, thinking silently.

Killer and wife, which one is her ideal self?

Perhaps even she herself cannot find the answer to this question.

The Ark was once again shrouded in loneliness in the early morning.

Under the dim light, Green suddenly opened his eyes and looked at D, who was sitting at the head of the bed, silently gazing at the night view outside the window. After a long moment, he asked, "What are you thinking about?"

D glanced sideways and said, "Nothing."

He also smiled, sat up from the bed, and leaned next to her: "Every night, you seem to be used to sitting like this, and then watching the night view alone in silence. If you don't mind, I will sit with you for a while."

It is D's habit to sit alone in a dark place and enjoy the night view.

She glanced at the handsome man beside her who was enjoying the night view with her, then leaned lightly on his shoulder.

"Speaking of which, your handling of Carmilla was a little beyond my expectations."

"Her father is a very powerful figure in the Ark. Aren't you afraid that she will hold a grudge against him?"

"There are plenty of lice trying to bite me, so this one won't hurt me." Green shook his head slightly. "Besides, sooner or later, they won't be able to do whatever they want like they do today."

"Because you will retake the ground one day?" D smiled.

"Ah."

Green nodded.

D was silent for a moment, then said softly, "That's a truly ambitious dream. For humanity, for Nikki. This path sounds difficult enough, yet you're determined to keep going. I know you never give up, but you should take a break every now and then when you encounter difficulties."

"Like now?"

"Yeah, I can lend you my shoulder anytime."

"Thank you, D."

"There's nothing to thank me for. After all, what you carry is heavier than anything else in this world. The crown on your head is also incredibly heavy and won't fall easily. That's why I have a premonition." D whispered in his ear, "I believe that one day, you will become a true king."

"The King..."

"Feudalism is no longer popular now." Green smiled and joked, "But now that you've said it, Diana, will you be my queen today?"

"You want it again, don't you?"

D rolled his eyes at him slightly.

Don't be fooled by his nice words. If she agrees, the young and energetic king will definitely reward the queen handsomely.

"Can't you?"

"......"

"bring it on."

The last night of romance made D intoxicated.

When the two woke up together, it was already bright morning.

Green got up and washed, and D packed his luggage, packing all the clothes and daily necessities they had bought together in the past few days and putting them in her suitcase. She also took off the gray skirt and put on her hooded coat.

"I am leaving."

"Will we meet again in the future?"

"I'll come find you when I'm not busy."

Before leaving, D pulled the brim of his hat slightly and whispered in his ear, "If one day you ascend the throne, I'm willing to be your arm and give you everything. This is a promise, please fulfill it."

"Goodbye, then, my dear..."

D's figure disappeared in the crowd.

And then, it disappeared very quickly.

The Ark's killers rarely have time to rest, and almost everyone has endless things to do.

Green glanced at her disappearing back, packed up his wig and clothes for disguise, and walked back to the outpost.

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————————Commander Fan Club?————————

Laplace: "Hey, MAN! Everyone! How are you doing lately? @All members"

Anis: "Thanks for the invitation. I'm on vacation now! I'm having a great time!"

Nien: "I used the bonus my master gave me last time to buy a super powerful antique shotgun. It's said that the person who used this gun once captured an entire enemy squadron in a single battle! This is the so-called ultimate firepower!"

Rabbi: "I've been doing well lately. What's up?"

Laplace: "Nothing special. I recently got a magical software from Maxwell. Once installed, it will directly display the number of times you have had close contact with the Commander in the past six months. Would you like to take a look?"

Anis: "Huh? There's such a thing?"

Anis: "Don't be ridiculous. How can an app installed on a phone detect me? Does it have that function?"

Ai Keshiya: "In theory, it can indeed be done. Don't underestimate the Ark's technology. Now many things can be known with just a scan."

Anis: "What are you waiting for? Install it now! Hero!"

————Laplace installed the plug-in "Know Who is the Loser in One Second.apk"————

Laplace (5 times): "Hello, hello, hello? Can you see?"

Anis (165 times): "Oh my god, it really exists!"

Nien (84 times): "Well, I have a question. What degree of close contact does this refer to?"

Laplace (5 times): "I asked Maxwell, and she said any intimate behavior above holding hands counts."

Nian (84 times): "@Anis, aren't you doing this a bit too often?"

Anis (165 times): "After all, I'm a veteran of the counterattack team. Over a hundred times shouldn't be too much, right? Hehe, don't be envious, I'm undoubtedly the one with the highest number in this group!"

Privati (69 times): "Let me see mine."

Privati (69 times): "Well, it's not as low as you thought, Anis? As a veteran of the counterattack force, you're only a little over strong. This number isn't that high, is it?"

Anis (165 times): "What are you talking about!"