Evolution of a Girl

Liuli tilted her head.

At this time, another person came over.

Masami Tokiomi walked over with a smile on his face: "President Tadokoro."

"It's worthy of being the latest living puppet. It feels really different." Tansho Tsutomu looked nostalgic. "So soft..."

"The pillow is very soft."

Liuli muttered.

"Good boy, don't learn such things."

Tianyin said quickly.

"why?"

"Liuli, do you want to be a bad boy?"

Liuli tilted her head.

He didn't seem to understand what Tianyin said.

Of course.

Because Doll can't think.

Even simple thinking is a very subtle thing for Doll.

"A living doll? It's indeed a good thing." Tansho Tsutomu thought.

"Yes, but although our R&D capabilities are sufficient, the war is over now, and the funding is..."

"I'm personally very interested in this," Tsuneo Tsutomu said. "As a hobby, I can personally sponsor a little bit. But I think your living dolls shouldn't be that simple, right?"

"That's right." Masami Tokiomi smiled and introduced, "The best thing about this prosthetic is its maintenance-free design."

"Ok?"

Tadokoro Tsutomu became interested.

The maintenance-free design is nothing to the average prosthetic user.

But for those on the political side, every maintenance comes with risks.

Although the doctors we maintain are all very reliable, each of them has his or her own ideas.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

Especially for many people who have secrets, the fewer people who know their secrets, the better.

In this case, maintenance-free makes sense.

This means that the possibility of your secrets being stolen is greatly reduced.

"I can tell Secretary-General Yaodao about your situation, but you need to produce some results," said Tsunemoto.

"Yes." Masami Tokiomi's face was filled with a smile. "We have a very close cooperative relationship with the military. Please leave it to us."

"Well, I can help you contact more people." Tian said, "Remember to bring these two dolls with you."

"Yes, yes." Masami Tokiomi smiled.

"This is the bad guy who's doing bad things, Liuli-chan."

"I see, Amane-chan."

"Ruri-chan, you must never become such a person."

"What to do?"

"Well, let's start by reading more books. Yeah, preferably physical books, Ruri-chan."

"Ah."

"Well, that's good." Tianyin held Liuli's hand. "Although we don't want to imitate bad guys, seeing the scenes of bad guys being the mastermind is also a kind of learning. This way we will know how to deal with bad guys."

"Oh."

The two of them were discussing heatedly here, but they didn't notice at all that the two girls were commenting on them at this moment.

After sending Tadokoro Tsutomu away, Masami Tokiomi smiled triumphantly.

"Let's go back first."

Masami Tokiomi waved at the pillow on the bed, then seemed a little confused, turned around and greeted the two people on the chairs.

The two followed Masami Tokiomi back to the Giant Company.

"Father!" They had just returned when Zhengshen ordered Erbian to rush over.

He nervously approached Liuli, his fists clenched and his eyes wide open.

"Rang Er, what's the matter?"

"Liuli—you—today—" He seemed a little out of breath and could not speak clearly.

"I went to see Chairman Tansho, and he agreed to introduce Secretary-General Yaodao to us. That's a good thing."

"But——Liuli——"

"Jianni, these are just two puppets." Masami Tokiomi looked at his son, "You should learn to use them as tools. Puppets without Ghosts are just robots. And puppets with Ghosts are no different from robots in front of us. But they are our tools, nothing more than that."

"..."

"Think it over carefully." Masami Tokiomi patted Masami Ryouji's shoulder and left.

"hateful……!!!"

The God of Righteousness struck the ground with his two hammers. He felt a deep sense of powerlessness and anger... anger at himself.

Liuli is his goddess.

But after seeing Tianyin holding Liuli's hand, Zhengshen Raner actually felt a sense of joy. And today, after hearing that Liuli was taken away by her father, he actually felt a vague excitement.

"Something is wrong, there must be something wrong... Yes, it's all because of that person...that person...who made me so twisted..."

He gritted his teeth...

……

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Chapter 209 I have a shadow on that...

Public Security Section 9.

An offensive department that does not exist.

"..."

Saito was sitting in a chair, seemingly doubting his life.

"What's wrong, Saito?"

Bart, a member of Section 9, came over.

This is a tall and strong man with a somewhat Russian look. His eyes are electronic eyes and he looks very fierce.

"No, nothing." Saito glanced inside the room, "It's just... why do you need a sound puppet?"

There are many Otoko puppets in the Public Security Section 9 headquarters.

These sound puppets have been modified.

"Audio puppets, because they have good performance." Bart was a little surprised. "These audio puppets are special models that we modified. They are very easy to use. Are you suffering from some kind of trauma? Hahaha!"

“…” Saito didn’t say anything.

"Hey, hey, hey, this can't be true?" Bart looked at Saito in surprise.

"Just take it as the truth." Saito shook his head, as if recalling the past. "It's mainly because of that. I do have some trauma."

"Oh? What? A sniper with good psychological quality actually has a shadow?" Bart was curious.

"Hmm... this was the opportunity for me to quit gambling."

Saito sighed.

He once met a girl on the Internet.

The two sides then played Russian roulette.

Saito was almost suffocated by the other party's fearless aura.

"Could it be fake?" Bart asked curiously.

"Technology wasn't this advanced a few years ago," Saito said. "And I'm certain that the puppet using Otonashi's appearance has truly experienced death over a dozen times. If it were anyone else, they would have died long ago. I once reported this to the organizers, but according to the backstage data they reviewed, there was nothing unusual about the person."

The brain will realize that the person is dead. Even if it doesn't, the person will become a fool if the nerves are stimulated by the feeling of transcending life and death more than ten times in a row.

However, nothing happened.

That's why I feel fear.

"Psychological trauma is something that is meant to be overcome. Why don't you find a girlfriend who uses a sound puppet?" Bart teased.

"Forget it then." Saito shook his head quickly.

"--There is no ordinary person who can truly control the Otona puppet now." The speaker was Kusanagi Motoko.

"Ah, Major." Saito and Bart both greeted her.

"The Otona puppets are quite good, and some people have tried putting their own brains inside them, but without exception, they all went crazy," Motoko said. "Compared to the puppets themselves, the human brain is probably a burden."

After experiencing the war, Kusanagi Motoko is now much more mature than before.

"Is that kind of puppet so powerful?" Bart was also surprised.

"After all, it's that person's work." Motoko shrugged.

"That's right." Bart said, then looked at Saito, whose expression darkened even more. He smiled and said, "It's just appearance. Why don't you go to the virtual world and experience it more?"

"—That's impossible," Motoko continued. "There doesn't seem to be a third party capable of completely recreating the Otonashi doll. Unless it's purely recorded footage, recreating the original Otonashi's appearance is also highly unrealistic."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is too exaggerated." Bart was shocked.

"Really? I think it's easy to understand." Su Zi leaned against the wall. "You know GAI, right? That project hasn't been cracked yet."

"That's true..."

Bart was once a military personnel, and he also participated in the testing of GAI.

The result was a complete defeat, a perfect loss.

Although it was shameful, Bart thought that using the phrase "a perfect loss" seemed really appropriate.

If you think about it this way, everything seems easy to understand.

"But it's still possible to transform a voiceless puppet," Bart said again.

"Of course you can, but if your skills are not good enough, your performance will likely decline," Motoko said. "Okay, enough small talk. It's time to get to work. If you can't get out of this, I'll help you next time."

"Uh—no, no."

Saito shrank back.

……

"Alduin... so weak."

"I can't help it. This is the intensity of the game. Even if you talk to me like this, I can't do anything!"

"Um……"

Kanami took a subtle look at the "Alduin" who was chopped off by her with a knife. It seemed that he was the final boss of this "game".

Although it is the final boss, its actual strength is very low.

Kanami discovered that what she had learned the most in this world was sign language...

At least she could understand what the man was saying.