I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"It's a plasma weapon." The agent's tone seemed somewhat helpless.

At least the firepower is enough, Sun Yang thought with relief.

Afterwards, Sun Yang saw that several puppet figures, lacking the corresponding map data, could only mechanically search for possible routes to advance. However, Griffin's figures moved swiftly, quickly finding several ambush locations.

A clash soon erupted between the two sides, and the puppet figure pulled the trigger towards the sound. A plasma ball melted a small area of ​​modular terrain. However, the submachine gun stopped firing after a few seconds, and thick smoke billowed from the gun. The puppet figure automatically hid behind cover, waiting for the weapon to cool down.

"Huh? Overheating so quickly?" Sun Yang felt something was amiss. Although it was a submachine gun, the plasma ball it fired seemed a bit weak, and the range seemed to be less than 50 meters.

While it was overheating, Griffin's humanoids rushed over from other places, easily knocked the weapons out of the Iron Blood Puppet's hands, and then beat it up and smashed the energy core.

"Mission accomplished! Commander!" Negev, the captain of the humanoid team, waved towards the ceiling.

"Well done. If I find something new in a few days, I will send it to you first." Sun Yang praised the team, made another promise, and then chatted privately with the agent who looked calm.

"Isn't the plasma weapon of Sangvishes Iron Blood like this?" Sun Yang rubbed his brows. He had a very vague memory of the settings in this regard.

"It has always been like this, except that the elite humanoids know what taking turns to fire means. But the puppet humanoids don't have such detailed data." The agent sighed again. The drones and cleaning robots had already entered the scene to clean up. The agent took a submachine gun from the robot and told it something that Sun Yang had never known.

Sangvishes' plasma weapons have always been in the experimental stage. At that time, the main development was in the field of artificial intelligence. However, the development progress of plasma weapons was very slow, with many problems and design flaws. Many things needed to be overturned or redesigned.

Sangvisi's plasma weapons suffered from severe degradation at long range, had unresolved dispersion issues, and were significantly depleted by rain and fog. Naturally, such weapons could not compete with the robust and reliable traditional gunpowder weapons, railguns, and laser weapons, which demonstrated reliable destructive power.

Before the plasma weapon could progress to the next stage, the Butterfly Incident struck. After a series of chaotic events, the remaining members of the Iron Blood team only found the blueprints for the experimental plasma weapon. Lacking scientific research capabilities, the Iron Blood team was unable to correct the flaws and could only produce these individual weapons based on the blueprints, which were questionable in reliability but still quite powerful.

Basically, Sangvishes' individual weapons all have the problem of poor heat dissipation and a sharp drop in accuracy after continuous firing. Although rifles and sniper rifles do not have this problem, the problem of long-range degradation has not been solved.

In most cases, elite T-dolls or other armed forces are needed to provide fire support from a sufficient distance.

The agent finished her words calmly. Perhaps she had gotten used to the fact that the Iron Blood puppets' individual weapons were not very useful.

No wonder the military didn't purchase it in the first place; it would have been a miracle if they could have. But then again, if there were no flaws, Tiexuegongzao would definitely not be hiding it, but selling it out at a high price.

If reliable weapons are not sold, then either they have been produced but not shipped, or they have not been completed yet.

Sun Yang pinched his brows. The iron-blooded armed forces taught him a severe lesson.

Not all experimental weapons are awesome. Most of the time, experimental weapons are still in the process of testing and improvement, and never leave the laboratory. The Sangvishes plasma weapon was interrupted during its development.

Oasis does have quite a few research T-dolls, who might be able to help with further improvements to the plasma weaponry, but they're still undergoing renovations, and a lot of things are still being moved. It's best to wait until the Oasis base renovations are complete before discussing these matters.

"Let's store these plasma weapons for now. Replace the five puppets with live ammunition and keep them in my office. Also, I remember the heavy armored team has some AT4s in stock, so bring two to the office as well."

Sun Yang's thoughts raced. He suspected the Griffin base would need some overhauling. There was a separate quarantine area, a gathering area for combat preparation, and it was located near the Griffin dormitories. He would toss anything he found in the holding area first, then inspect it and send it to the warehouse.

"Understood, Master. But what live ammunition will you be equipped with?"

"A machine gun will do. You said we'd use it as a turret. Oh, and give me a copy of the puppet control manual. I'll be relying on verbal orders." Sun Yang finished his instructions and turned to look at other things. Various humanoids streamed through the vast base, just like the farming games Sun Yang had played before, except they weren't this exciting.

Sun Yang became fascinated as he watched. His eyes darted around, each time spotting something new and interesting he hadn't noticed before. Some figures even scribbled graffiti in the corners, writing openly: Easter Eggs! Commander, how many can you find? This is N.

I'll just pretend I didn't notice it here. It's not good to keep watching people too closely. Sun Yang looked away and followed G36 to see what she was looking at. They ended up walking to the meeting area between the two bases, where Sandolesi from Oasis was waiting.

Sun Yang peeked in for a moment. The two golden-haired maids exchanged complicated expressions. However, there was no mutual accusation. G36's situation was like witnessing a past mental backup suddenly activated and then growing independently for a long time.

While the ethics of humanoids differ significantly from those of humans, such situations present a significant challenge. G36 proposed the simpler option of mind fusion, but Sandolesi resisted. After a lengthy discussion, the two sides abandoned the idea of ​​a mind-fusion backup.

Although they were once the same person, after so much experience, their hearts have become increasingly different. Sandolesi has friends from Oasis, while G36 has been with Griffin for a long time. The merger will have an impact on the friends on both sides.

The final decision was that both sides regarded each other as Sandolesi from a parallel world. After all, the difference in human form depends on the changes in the development of the mind cloud map. The body, as a shell that can be replaced at any time, is far less recognizable than the only mind cloud map.

Looks like I don't need to do anything. Oh my, if only everyone was like Carol. Sun Yang turned his gaze to the Oasis dormitory. Two humanoid figures with long white hair with a tuft of purple highlights were frantically playing video games. Behind them was a sleeping RFB.

They were easy to deal with. When they heard about the potential long-term gaming partnership, Carol and MDR hit it off, bringing RFB in as well. They ignored the cloning issue and simply started playing multiplayer.

"Master, are you still there?" the agent's communication request came. Sun Yang finally woke up from watching the humanoid's daily activities.

I almost immersed myself in it forever, and to be honest, I felt a sense of relaxation. This is probably one of the ultimate dreams of players who collect teammates.

"Of course, I've been waiting." Sun Yang turned his gaze back to the command room, where several puppet figures with short hair and revealing clothes were already on standby.

They held PK's spare machine guns, a thin booklet beside them, and dozens of boxes of ammunition. Sun Yang couldn't bear to think about how difficult it would be to prepare ammunition for the Dolls when they needed to resupply them later. This was something he would slowly improve upon.

After all, Greena is not here, and we can't leave things to her.

"It's done. I don't have any other problems here. I'll come again when needed." Sun Yang breathed a sigh of relief. It was already very good to be able to take out a puppet with automatic firepower.

"I'll wait for you, Master." The agent nodded towards the ceiling. It seemed like everyone liked to stare at the ceiling when talking to Sun Yang. It was really strange.

Sun Yang closed the base interface and prepared to head to the tower again. This time, he wasn't afraid of the heavily armored turtle soldiers. He walked out the door and headed straight for the campfire.

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10. Simple Exploration

"Damn Reiner!" Sun Yang rolled onto the floor of the tower's campfire. As someone navigating this dark and painful world, Sun Yang was definitely one of those optimistic people. After all, when people feel comfortable, they're generally happy.

The merchant sitting in the corner squinted his eyes, with a look of dementia on his face, as if he didn't understand Sun Yang's actions.

Although he couldn't get his weapons until the next morning, Sun Yang couldn't wait any longer. He put on his exoskeleton armor and began to explore the tower.

There were stairs leading up next to the campfire, and looking up, one could see the damaged second-floor floor. Although Sun Yang's memory was fuzzy, he was certain that the stairs were much longer than he remembered, and the entire tower's terrain was much more complex. This was not good news. If only the general route was the same, he might get lost here.

Climbing the stairs, the interior of the tower was extremely dark. Sun Yang activated the searchlight on his exoskeleton, illuminating the path with a bright light. Moss seeped into the mottled and cracked walls, and wooden doors were placed there.

Sun Yang unceremoniously kicked open every door, the flying dust making him cough several times. An RPG that requires keys to open doors is so cheesy! Pass the Strength check!

I gained a lot from this trip. As the landmark building of the former Doran Fortress, there are still a considerable amount of supplies left here.

Several carefully wrapped packets of golden powder, half a bag of dripstone, and a gem crystal worm that had wandered around for unknown reasons. Quickly, Sun Yang shot the crystal worm to death with a shotgun and retrieved the magical wedge-shaped stone from the blue fragments on its back.

Although the room was filled with various wooden boxes, barrels, and carts, they were basically empty, perhaps because too much time had passed.

The items Sun Yang had found were likely left behind by later generations, or perhaps due to the chaos of time and space. In some boxes, Sun Yang even found helmets and shields that looked quite good, but the rest had become fragile and covered in rust over time.

Sun Yang recognized the golden powder; it was repair light powder, a symbol of Dark Souls's absurd worldview. In this world, light is time, and repair light powder is like turning back time, returning things to their pre-damage state.

Furthermore, the magic of "repair" has been clearly known throughout the ages; every generation has had the opportunity to learn this time-reversing magic. Sun Yang felt the powder burning in his hands, so he quickly opened the system interface and tossed the powder into his storage room.

After wandering around, Sun Yang arrived at the upper floor of the campfire. The floor had fallen down more than halfway, and in the corner, a zombie captain was leaning against the wall to rest. Sun Yang decisively shot him.

Amidst the muffled sound of gunfire echoing through the room, the Zombie Captain's soul floated out and entered Sun Yang's body. Beside him, Sun Yang found a small white wax stone and a bottle of the Goddess's Secret Dew.

This is quite fitting. Sun Yang usually put these things in the storage room and would test them after the expedition. He wouldn't put anything too dangerous in the storage room.

From the second floor, the building is completely parasitized by strange trees, and the middle part of the tower is filled with wood. Perhaps it is not the trees that parasitize the tower, but the existence of the trees that keeps the tower from collapsing.

Sun Yang jumped down from the second floor. The merchant scratched his ears and complained, "Ouch! That's too loud! It'll attract soldiers!"

It was true that although Sun Yang was not afraid of the newcomers, the traveling merchants were. But why were the traveling merchants so calm? There were quite a few enemies nearby.

"No, there are many soldiers around, aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" Sun Yang asked.

"Hehehehe, those soldiers can't see me." The traveling merchant laughed very strangely again.

No, chatting with this merchant in the game was difficult, and it's still difficult now. Anyway, as long as the merchant can still buy and sell the supplies he needs normally, Sun Yang doesn't need to worry about other problems.

Sun Yang ignored the merchant. He walked out of the tower. The afternoon sun shone brightly on the land. Sun Yang shot and killed the soldiers and captains who had come over after hearing the noise. He then walked to the edge of the city wall next to the tower and looked down.

The ruined fortress was littered with piles of rubble and gaps. Under the gaps was a scaffolding made of planks and strips. The scaffolding was neatly built into a ramp that extended all the way to the bottom.

At the bottom was a valley that stretched forward until it reached the dense Dolan Forest. Sun Yang could still see the closed metal gates, piles of burning waste, and the zombie soldiers and several heavily armored turtle soldiers wandering around in the valley.

It now appeared that the planks and scaffolding that served as paths in the game had a history. The Kingdom of Dolan had probably once attempted to repair the fortress. However, the work didn't go smoothly, and with so many people transformed into zombies, the entire kingdom collapsed.

Sun Yang didn't go down. Instead, he pulled out a Iron Blood puppet soldier holding a machine gun from the command room and placed it on the ground. The puppet soldier quickly completed its self-inspection, picked up its weapon, and stood by.

"After I get down, I'll wave my hand down vigorously, and then I'll fire at all non-friendly units except me. Set the life forms in the tower as friendly units." Sun Yang gave the puppet an order and placed another puppet on patrol to prevent any zombie soldiers from attacking. It's better to be safe than sorry.

Sun Yang went down with a shotgun. There were several zombie soldiers wandering on the scaffolding. They might have been responsible for maintenance work when they were alive, but now they could only hang around here.

A few shotgun shells took out the soldiers, and Sun Yang continued down the valley. The gunfire attracted the calm zombie soldiers and heavily armored turtle soldiers in the valley. These soldiers became agitated and rushed towards the scaffolding.

Sun Yang quickly jumped off the scaffolding. This wasn't a game; the scaffolding would shatter. If it did, getting back to the tower would be a hassle. As soon as Sun Yang landed, he swung his hands down vigorously, then quickly lay flat on the muddy ground.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The puppet figure standing high up held the machine gun and pulled the trigger without letting go. In an instant, the zombie soldiers approaching from a distance were smashed into pieces. The soul floated into Sun Yang's body.

Although Sun Yang wanted to stand on the rooftop and shoot down, the soul was something that required a certain range of absorption. If it was too far away, it wouldn't be absorbed into the body. If it was too dangerous, Sun Yang would naturally not take the risk. However, with machine guns stationed above and a bunch of zombies below, he didn't see any danger.

Sun Yang got up from the ground, his combat uniform stained with damp mud. He looked around and saw the heavily armored turtle soldiers approaching from behind.

The heavily armored turtle soldiers are still not as agile as the zombies. The armor on their bodies does not support them to move at high speed, so they are now running towards this side in small steps with slow steps.

These heavily armored soldiers were completely covered in extremely thick metal armor, with the tortoise-shell-shaped armor behind them protecting them from head to thigh. This armor was so thick and heavy that only those with extraordinary strength could wear it and fight.

Sun Yang once exclaimed, "This is a fantasy world! This set of equipment is really heavy." But when he later read the equipment description, he realized that these were iron golems powered by souls and puppet technology.

Wait, souls and iron golems? A few different ideas popped up in Sun Yang's head. If he gave some souls to the humanoids, would that allow them to move freely in this world and not disappear?

Besides, he had never tried to transport anything alive or with a soul to his base. Could it be that the main limitation on transporting things was that they couldn't carry living things? But humanoids weren't really considered living things.

Just as Sun Yang was thinking, the Iron-Blooded Puppet Soldier on the roof had already aimed at the Iron-Armored Turtle Soldier and pulled the trigger again.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang!" The Iron-Blooded humanoids seemed to lack a burst mode. Bullets fired from their machine guns clanged against the shells of the Heavy Iron Turtle Soldiers. Contrary to Sun Yang's expectations, the Turtle Soldiers merely stopped, trembling, and crouched in place. Countless metal fragments flew from their backs, but they remained unshattered. The unique curved structure of the shells effectively mitigated the power of the machine gun bullets.

"Damn, the material is so solid?!" Now Sun Yang understood the value of the backstab protection mentioned in the description. Once the turtle soldier crouched down, it was difficult to even break the leg joints.

"Switch to armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds." Sun Yang called up the base panel, and several puppet figures on standby completed the reload in seconds. These were the new small armor-piercing discarding sabot rounds developed by IOP, officially known as the MK1000SLAP. These were armor-piercing golden machine guns crafted by Sun Yang's equipment, and they would surely not disappoint him.

Sun Yang took the opportunity to take out his shotgun and fired at one of the heavily armored soldiers who was running towards him.

Bang! The flying shotgun shells struck the heavily armored soldier's chest, sending a shower of sparks flying. The soldier stumbled back, leaving only a few small dents on his breastplate. Then, Sun Yang felt a blow to his helmet, followed by a dull pain in his arms and thighs, and his strength was somewhat weakened. The ricocheting shotgun shells flew everywhere, and Sun Yang was unlucky enough to be hit by several of them.

After all, the universal exoskeleton doesn't provide armor protection, and the bulletproof plates only protect the torso. Sun Yang finally understood what it felt like to be hit by a ricochet.

"Fuck! Do you have to be so tough!" Sun Yang immediately took out four puppet figures and placed them on the ground. Five machine guns fired at the heavily armored soldiers in front of him at the same time.

Armor-piercing rounds proved much more effective against these massive iron shells. The discarding sabot rounds easily pierced the heavily armored soldiers' armor, punching small holes everywhere and sending shattered metal splattering through their bodies. Under the barrage of four machine guns, the heavily armored soldiers quickly fell to their knees, their souls emanating from their bodies.

"Stop!" Sun Yang ordered the puppets to cease fire. The heavily armored soldiers in front of him were already motionless. The heavily armored soldiers who had suffered the most were already beaten to tatters, their breastplates shattered, revealing the empty shells underneath.

How could they all be killed? Sun Yang scratched his head. He could only find another one or go back to wait for the next one. He reached out to the nearby zombie corpse, and with a thought, the corpse disappeared. Then a communication request came in.

"Commander!! A corpse suddenly appeared in your room! Request to open fire!" UMP9's head appeared on the screen, and she pointed back at the broken zombie corpse lying on the ground in the middle of the office.

It seems necessary to set up a dedicated recycling area and assign humanoids to carry out recycling and rotation duties. We can't always have humanoids constantly coming to our base to join in the fun. If I try to bring back something risqué, everyone in the base will know in no time.

"I put that in there. I was wondering if I could get Pascal to figure out something."

"Commander, Miss Pascal is busy building the Oasis base. Should we call her over?" UMP9 pulled out her personal terminal and showed it to Sun Yang. However, Sun Yang quickly adjusted the interface and found Pascal, who was fully directing the demolition and relocation work at the Oasis.

"Then let them build the base first and then we'll talk about it. Oops, I still have to trouble the agent. I can't throw valuable junk into the headquarters every time." Sun Yang thought a little embarrassedly. Originally, he should have come up with these plans himself, but the agent was so useful. He just had to tell her about anything and let her handle it.

"After all, many people are gone, so we still have to rely on her." UMP9 echoed.

"Oh? I thought you'd be averse to her running the base." Sun Yang edited his requirements for the agent, including ideas like building a dedicated recycling center at the base, connected to the warehouse, etc. It seemed like Crocchi was going to be working overtime again.

"Because Miss Agent is scary as an enemy, but very reliable as an ally. As long as she listens to the Commander, I think there's no problem. By the way, Commander, when will you take us out for a walk instead of the Agent? I'm definitely more useful than those brainless Iron-Blooded Puppets!" UMP9 didn't have any deep hatred. Compared to the issue of the Agent, she cared more about going out and playing.

"I'm still working hard on this... I haven't walked far..." Sun Yang wiped the sweat from his head, took out the Holy Bell and gave himself a sip, and the shotgun pellets squeezed out of the wound.

"Commander! This is very important! We're all almost suffocating! Oasis is still moving and we can't go over to play! Springfield is too busy!" UMP9 cried while hugging the screen.

11 Simple testing work

"Lena (UMP9's real name), even if I want to do research, I'll need the help of the researchers at Oasis. But the Oasis hasn't been cleaned up yet, and until the Oasis is cleaned up, we can't start research..." Sun Yang explained the current problem to UMP9. This wasn't something that could be completed in a day or two.

"Oh! That makes sense, Commander! Everyone! Let's help Oasis build a base!" UMP9 directly sent messages to several Griffin humanoids she knew.

"What?" "I'm busy." "What are you doing, Lena?" The humanoids all expressed confusion.

"As long as the oasis base is built, the commander and Pascal can figure out how to send us there! The sooner it's completed, the sooner we can go out and play!" Lena explained quickly.

Instantly, communication traffic surged, and soon, a large group of idle and mission-free T-dolls rushed into the Oasis construction site, causing a commotion. Pascal and the Oasis T-dolls working on the site were drowned by the Griffin's wave of men.

"Professor!! What happened?" Pascal tried to calm the restless Griffin humanoids and called Sun Yang at the same time.

"Ahem. These enthusiastic Griffin dolls want to help you build your home. Don't worry, they're all volunteers. It has nothing to do with me, so feel free to order them around." Sun Yang hadn't expected Lena to be so creative. Just a casual remark from him had her rallying a large group of people. But it also showed that everyone was too idle.

"Master, do you need me to take these people back?" The agent came in a little late. She glanced at these restless figures. The figures she glanced at stopped making noise and just shrank their necks without saying a word.

"No need. It's always nice to be willing to help. Just follow the on-site supervisor's orders and don't mess around with anything. Please continue working." Sun Yang waved his hand in agreement, letting the Oasis's humanoids arrange for the sudden arrival of the labor force. He then switched to the agent's private chat channel.

"Can my needs be met?" Sun Yang asked.

"You are always so businesslike when you talk to me... Where do I stand in your heart?" the agent said with his eyes lowered.

"Huh? Is this your personality?" No way, no way. What kind of maid or mistress is this? Agent, what are you doing? Sun Yang was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Your expression is as if you saw a bear talking. I imitated the behavior in the human collection video to get closer to you, but it seems that the effect is not very good." The agent instantly turned back to her cold and loyal appearance.