I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"What kind of video is that..."

"Nearly half of the videos show the male protagonist trying to keep the female character, their feelings warming, and the relationship taking a step forward. A quarter of them kiss the woman, and a quarter of them have sex. A third of them are not in a romantic relationship, a third are related by blood, and a third have been through several separations," the agent reported the data calmly.

"Of course, we are not lovers, nor are we related by blood. Do you need me to chase you and not let go after a few days of cold war? I don't want to be separated from my master, but if my master needs this to warm up——" the agent continued to chatter.

"Stop, stop, stop, what a mess. I don't hate you, there's no need to test or escalate the situation." Sun Yang covered his head. He just wanted to find a place to put the corpses and heavy armor fragments around him. Why was it so difficult?

"Griffin's humanoid told me that it's unforgivable for a maid to become estranged from her master. I think that makes perfect sense. Master, you've put me in charge of the entire Griffin operation, and I will never betray your trust. But that's not enough. I must return your trust."

"Huh? What kind of bullshit theory is this? Who said that?"

"Ms. Sandrahi and Ms. G36 told me this. The other humanoids also agree. After reviewing the video footage, I'm also convinced of its accuracy."

Why are all the T-dolls around here so frivolous? At least the agent isn't calling Griffin trash anymore and can communicate properly with the Griffin people. If it had been like this before, the base would have exploded in a matter of minutes.

"You have already responded to my expectations now, agent. There is still a long time to come, and I will still need you many times. Don't think that I will let you go." Sun Yang held it in for a while before saying these words. To be honest, it was a bit shameful.

"It's my pleasure, Master. Also, I've already planned a dedicated gathering place and assigned personnel on duty," the agent said. Sun Yang felt like she was in a much better mood.

Sun Yang opened the base view and found the prepared storage area. It was quite large, with no other rooms occupying the space, allowing for expansion and construction at any time. There was also a reserved space for connecting to the Oasis Base, allowing for future shared use.

According to the demand, several teams of Griffin figures arrived at the location, chatting and laughing, sat down and started playing cards.

"Thank you, agent. I'll bother you again if I have any questions."

"Looking forward to your trouble, Master." The agent said, Sun Yang nodded and temporarily cut off communication with the agent.

Sun Yang then communicated with the humanoids in the recycling area, explaining what this place was used for and who they should contact.

Basically, Sun Yang would dump all the scraps and miscellaneous items he could take away here. He would communicate with the humanoids stationed here, telling them where to transport these items and where to sort them.

This is a rather detailed and complex task. However, the recycling center must be established. After the research humanoids have established their base, they will assign some personnel to rotate around the recycling station to analyze Sun Yang's finds immediately. Furthermore, some of the items may be dangerous, so the humanoids must be armed and ready to go.

After finalizing these items, Sun Yang tossed all the scrap he wanted to recycle into the recycling center. He threw in the shattered bodies and the shattered heavily armored Turtle Soldiers. The humanoids frantically sorted them and stored them in separate warehouses. The Turtle Soldiers' massive clubs were a bit too much for a single humanoid to carry.

After packing up, Sun Yang continued on his way. He wanted to find a living turtle soldier and see if he could get him into his base. There was a machine gun team in the stationed team, and it would be easy to shoot a heavy armored soldier.

Fortunately, Sun Yang remembered that there were some caves at the bottom of the valley. If he was not mistaken, these caves were very narrow, and at the end was a fire-breathing salamander. Perhaps it was planning to wait for the enemy to gather in the valley to attack the city, and then let the fire lizard spit out fire to destroy them all.

Soon, Sun Yang found a turtle soldier blocking the door in a cave. He first attracted its attention, and when it ran out, he had the puppet figures equipped with machine guns shoot its hands and feet. Then he had the puppet figures carry the turtle soldier with broken limbs out.

The turtle soldier, having lost his weapon, was unable to resist the restraints of four powerful puppet soldiers. Although he struggled desperately, he was still carried in front of Sun Yang.

Now is the time to witness a miracle. Sun Yang placed his hand on the turtle soldier's body. He could even feel the soul moving within this iron block. As soon as Sun Yang thought about it, he immediately felt a sense of obstruction, but this sense of obstruction was different from the feeling of wanting to pull out the human form.

If I had to put it bluntly, trying to pull the humanoid out felt like constipation, while pulling the iron golem in felt like pressing a water balloon against my back. The former felt like a passage, the latter just felt blocked. It was like my own Girls' Frontline base was refusing other souls access.

"..." Sun Yang picked up a cutting gun from the Oasis base, which was under renovation, and cut open the turtle soldier's breastplate. Inside the breastplate was a hollow shell, filled with complex patterns and symbols. Sun Yang reached in and pressed his hand on the symbols. A restless soul pulsed within them. Sun Yang absorbed it without hesitation.

Soul +600.

The heavily armored soldier, whose soul had been absorbed, was completely motionless. Sun Yang frowned and channeled another 600 souls into the symbol.

The sources of souls within the undead are quite complex, but they are generally not their own. If the soul itself contained memories or recollections, the undead would have gone mad long ago. At least, the ones Sun Yang absorbed were enough to drive him crazy.

But in the end, Sun Yang felt nothing, as he absorbed the soul into his body like drinking water. No matter whose soul it was, once it was absorbed into the other person's body, it belonged to that person.

The soul itself is neutral, there is no such thing as recognition of master. Whoever gets it owns it. At most, some powerful souls will have different characteristics, or have the ability to manipulate souls like Andil to do various things.

But basically, the soul is just a kind of energy that keeps things moving, nothing more. Even if they are loyal to something or obey orders, that is the result of puppet technology and has nothing to do with the soul itself.

"Somewhat strange?" When Sun Yang infused his soul into the puppet, he felt a connection with it, like a thin thread connecting him and the puppet. Even after the soul was infused, the puppet didn't move at all.

Get up and turn around. Sun Yang first let the Iron Blood Puppet release the Turtle Soldier, then he had these two thoughts. The Turtle Soldier with a broken leg and arm struggled to get up and slowly turned in a circle.

Did the turtle soldiers listen to me? This situation, which had never appeared in the game before, excited Sun Yang. If puppet technology could achieve such a thing, then it could definitely build an extremely powerful exoskeleton mecha. It only needed a few souls to maintain extremely long-term activities.

As for the puppet army that obeyed his orders completely... forget it. It would be better to call out Griffin's humanoids. One person's micromanagement is simply no match for each Lancer's ability to move independently. The humanoids also have their own subjective initiative. If something goes wrong and he doesn't have time to command them, the humanoids will rush over to help.

Sun Yang threw the puppet soldiers into the warehouse again, and this time it went much smoother. The nearby humanoids saw more puppets being thrown in and stepped forward to take the puppet soldiers and put them away.

"Ladies, don't move that puppet soldier for now. I have something to experiment with." Sun Yang said this to a few humanoids, and then prepared to take out the puppet soldier.

(Please, it must be the same as I expected!) Sun Yang tried to take out the puppet soldier, but the turtle soldier that had been injected with his soul encountered an obstacle during the process of taking it out. This feeling was the same as the feeling of not being able to take out the human form.

So the truth is that the dolls have my soul power? And that's why I can't send them across worlds? Wow, my plan to send them across worlds! And now I have this extra piece of junk I can't throw away. Isn't this a bug?!

Sun Yang didn't have the heart to continue exploring. He hurriedly walked around, looted some things, collected the Iron Blood Puppet Soldier, and sat on the wall of the tower to enjoy the fresh air.

As night fell, Sun Yang repeatedly considered the heavily armored soldier, filtering through his mind any other methods in this world that resembled summoning or retrieving objects.

The white-marked wax stone doesn't work. I tried it, but it can't connect to other worlds. Or maybe the world where the humanoids live is not a real world, but a strange space.

If there is anything else, you can also consider using a catalyst to shake the direction of the dark magic ball. It can't be that the dark magic is to throw the soul, so you can also take out the things with your soul and throw them, right?

Sun Yang took out his holy bell, thinking of the heavy armored soldier whose stomach was ripped open, and rang the bell.

Ding-a-ling. Sun Yang felt his spirit value drop as a tattered, heavily armored soldier appeared before him. Sun Yang could sense the connection between him and the heavily armored soldier, knowing its state and position clearly.

It's done. Sun Yang swallowed his saliva, looked at the M14 in the base, and shook the Holy Bell for some unknown reason.

Ding-a-ling. It was as if his brain had been hollowed out. A sharp sense of emptiness and drowsiness overcame Sun Yang, his energy draining away instantly. Sun Yang collapsed to the ground, his head throbbing with pain. He needed to rest for a while.

But in front of Sun Yang, a figure with twin ponytails, wearing a black miniskirt, white stockings, and a student uniform, stared blankly at the scenery with a confused look on her face. She still held her rifle in her hand.

"Hey? Hey? Where is this? Huh? Commander? Where are you injured? No, we have to find a place to hide..." M14 recognized Sun Yang at a glance. She quickly put her gun behind her back, pulled Sun Yang onto her shoulder, and ran into the tower.

Sun Yang could clearly feel that M14 and he were closely connected by a thread. It was his own soul beating within her body.

12 M14 friendly communication session

M14 placed Sun Yang against the wall. Her optical sensors immediately detected a person dressed like a traveling merchant in the corner. But before that, she tried to contact Griffin Base.

[Beep, beep, beep... M14? What's up?] Thompson's voice came from the other side. Thompson and M14 had fought in the same squad for a long time, so they were very familiar with each other.

[I'm with the commander now. He's unconscious. What should I do?] M14 transmitted her voice directly via signal. From the outside, she just looked around.

[Are you kidding... Huh?! Your signal's gone?! How did you get there?! So, stabilize the commander first, and everyone nearby should stay alert. I'll talk to the agent and see what's best.] Thomson's voice faded away.

"Okay, stay alert, hold steady. But the commander looks ill, and there's a passerby here." M14 stared at the merchant, assessing his combat effectiveness.

At first glance, he looked frail and very old, and didn't appear to be in any danger.

"Excuse me, do you have any medicine? My commander is sick." M14 walked around the blazing campfire and headed straight for the merchant. Although her basic medical knowledge couldn't diagnose her commander's symptoms, basic antibiotics and basic medicines should help him feel better.

The merchant raised her head, frowned at M14, and muttered to herself, "Soul-driven? Puppet?"

"We are robots, so do you have any medicine? I'm in a hurry!" M14 clenched her fists. She was not a kind humanoid who could not attack humans. As an elite humanoid who accompanied Sun Yang to the end, she had at least dozens of lives on her hands.

Although one shouldn't be so reckless when approaching strangers, the commander wasn't in a good condition and couldn't afford to approach them slowly.

Besides, no matter how good the disguise is, no matter how powerful it is, it is only at the level of Neto or the humanoid. Neto and the Iron Blood Puppet have killed at least hundreds of them themselves. M14 is very experienced.

In short, if she dares to trip me up, I'll punch her a few times. If she dares to mock me, I'll punch her a few times. If she doesn't give me medicine, I'll punch her a few times! If she doesn't speak nicely, I'll slap her a few times and see if she still gets mad!

"Your commander will just sit by the campfire for a while." The merchant pointed to the burning campfire before her. She watched helplessly as the puppet dragged Sun Yang in and threw him into a corner, then rushed straight towards them. It was inexplicable. Besides curses, what other incurable diseases could the undead have?

"How can you cure an illness by sitting in front of a fire?! We asked you if you have any medicine!" M14 punched the stone wall, easily creating a crack on it.

"Yes, yes, but I have to treat the disease with the right medicine. Here are poisonous moss balls, which can detoxify. There is also dusk grass, which can restore mental strength. But these are not free, they require souls. Do you have a soul, doll?"

Souls? Is this hell?! The Commander has been living in hell this whole time?! He's trading souls for even the smallest bit of medicine! No wonder the Commander desperately needs T-doll support! How could a human possibly survive in such a hellish place?! M14's mind was frantically calculating.

Fortunately, I didn't make any moves just now. This wasn't the world I was familiar with. Apparently, besides the humanoids and Nieto, there were many other powerful individuals who could pretend to be human. M14 glanced back at the motionless Sun Yang and went over to perform a basic biological test.

Unfortunately, the basic biological detection system downloaded by M14 could only detect that Sun Yang's vital signs were stable and he was very healthy.

But he remained motionless and wouldn't wake up. It was also possible that Commander Sun Yang had been poisoned by something he couldn't detect, as he wasn't a professional medical T-doll.

However, the native residents of this world should know the problem, but M14 has no soul to exchange, and it is too late to spend time looking for a soul.

Now that things have come to this, we can only kill and rob. Compared to the commander's life, killing a person is no problem. So should we use guns or fists? No, supplies may not be delivered now, so we should just punch her a few times to make her surrender. M14 thought to himself, his eyes darting back and forth over the merchant's body.

"Wait, wait, I have this for you to try. If it works well, just ask your master to give you his soul." The merchant, perceptive of M14's murderous intent, quickly changed her tone. She'd seen plenty of free-moving puppets, and none of them had much use for their brains.

"Take a bite yourself first." M14 half-crouched on the ground. She had the ability to run to the merchant's face in two seconds and let her taste the power of the elite-transformed humanoid.

"Okay, I'll put it on your master's account." The merchant rolled his eyes and grabbed a handful and swallowed it. M14 used the humanoid's unique high-precision vision to observe that the merchant had no adverse reactions before bringing over the moss ball and dusk grass.

A visual scan revealed nothing but unknown ingredients. M14 hesitated for a moment, then finally crushed the moss ball and dusk grass and tossed them into her mouth. The purified water stored within her body helped to soften the herbs. Holding the herbs in her mouth, M14 sat down beside Sun Yang and supported his upper body.

M14 pressed her lips against Sun Yang's and used her free hand to pry open his jaw. She poured the herbal mixture into Sun Yang's mouth, and his steady breath blew on her face.

"Huh... This should last a while..." M14 exhaled, smacking her lips. Although the commander hadn't moved yet, there was no need to worry; the drug needed time to take effect.

"I don't think I can hold on for a while... I'm basically fine." Sun Yang said weakly.

In reality, Sun Yang was conscious throughout the entire process, but for some reason he felt completely powerless, as if something in his body had been drained and needed time to recover. M14 didn't know this, so she had to use her own methods to help Sun Yang.

To be honest, Sun Yang was really afraid that M14 would kill the merchant with one shot. His own figure was a little different from what he had imagined. Although his personality and tone hadn't changed much, M14 looked like he was ready to kill when facing strangers. She was clearly a beautiful and energetic girl in the game!

However, it could also be due to experience. After so many battles, those who survived to the end were those who maintained sufficient vigilance and combat awareness. M14 seemed to be one of the last survivors of the submarine base.

However, Sun Yang couldn't understand what happened next. He didn't do anything and was kissed by M14! Although this was probably for medical reasons, was stirring it in the mouth with the tongue also for this reason?

The effect of the dusk grass was indeed very fast. My energy level was restored as soon as I took it. It felt like I was still human, going from three days and three nights of continuous sleep to just one day and one night. The former was like lying down and being unable to move, while the latter still allowed me to think.

"Oh! Commander, you're awake! This medicine is really effective!" M14 dragged Sun Yang to the campfire, "Commander, warm yourself up by the fire first. We'll go to a safe place later!"

"No, no, no, I won't touch the fire yet," Sun Yang licked his lips. The moist and soft feeling of the M14's lips made his head a little confused. "I'll take you back first. The experiment should be successful. I'll call someone later."

"No! I won't leave! If I leave, the commander will fall to the ground and be eaten by animals!" M14 hugged Sun Yang's waist, and Sun Yang felt a great impact on his internal organs.

"Ahem! This is very complicated... Merchant, how many souls should I give you?"

"Two thousand souls. Do you think dusk grass is easy to find? Also, take care of your puppet!" said the traveling merchant indignantly.

Sun Yang first gathered 2000 souls from his hand and threw them to the merchant, then dragged M14 outside. He couldn't let others see him casually shaking someone out, otherwise there might be trouble.

"Commander, your soul is incomplete! Where should you go to complete your soul?" M14 touched Sun Yang's chest and then his arm.

"I don't think there's such a thing as a complete soul in this world. Wait, let me drink a sip of the elemental bottle first. You've already drained my blood." Sun Yang took out the elemental bottle from the storage room and took a sip. By the way, he opened the agent's communication.

"Master, are you okay?" The agent immediately connected to Sun Yang's communication and immediately saw M14 behind him. "It seems that he has recovered well."

"This is the wisdom of the people. But Commander, you'd better find a world to explain things like absorbing souls to everyone. No one knows what's going on here." M14 said.

"I was planning to tell you after the experiment was successful. After all, I can't pull you out, so no matter how much I say, it's useless." Sun Yang's willpower is only 10 points now. Fully filling it up consumes more than half of his spirit bar. If he had to eat so much grass every time he shook someone, not to mention whether he would have enough soul to spend, just eating so much grass would be enough to make him uncomfortable.

"Okay, if there are no problems, I will continue the experiment. M14, you go home first." Sun Yang was ready to reach out and send M14 back.

"It's not easy for me to get here..." M14 said dejectedly.

"Because this world is very dangerous. Simply put, if I touch the campfire, we may never meet again. The chaotic space and time is no joke. I must find a way to avoid this situation." Sun Yang explained seriously, and M14 nodded after listening and asked him to send him back to Griffin Base.

Phew! There would always be a little bit of trouble, but fortunately the outcome was always good, the humanoids also cared about me... Sun Yang patted his face, he controlled the open-top turtle soldier who had been blowing the wind outside to walk in, the traveling merchant sat there with a sullen face, as if he was going to see what new things Sun Yang was going to do.

The creation infused with his soul power was placed here, and then he would sit on the fire - Sun Yang sat down on the spot, and his physical fatigue and the drained mental strength were instantly restored. The turtle soldier beside him did not move and still stood there. The soul connection did not disappear.

What if he teleported away? Sun Yang first led the turtle soldiers out and stuffed them back into the base, then returned to the campfire. Considering that the turtle soldiers might attack people everywhere, Sun Yang decided to lead them to the first fire in the Giant's Fall Forest, where there was a hippopotamus patrolling nearby and a large river in the middle.

After arriving at the location, he rang the bell to call out the turtle soldiers, killed some of the zombies around and dragged them to the campfire, then he moved towards the campfire and teleported back to Rumi.

Consciousness faded and then gathered again. Sun Yang stood up by the honey-like campfire. The green-robed girl was still sitting there, looking at the ocean. The surroundings were no different from when he left earlier.

That's great. This is the good thing about Dark Souls 2. There's no severe apocalyptic crisis chasing after it. The death of this world is a slow and steady extinction. Even if Sun Yang doesn't care about these things, there will still be someone who will continue this world into the era of Dark Souls III.

Sun Yang closed his eyes, his consciousness projecting far away. Through the open-faced heavily armored turtle soldier, Sun Yang could easily see the surrounding situation through the turtle soldier's vision. Obviously, the zombies and hippos around him had reappeared, and the corpses on the ground had disappeared.

It seems that the changes in time and space in the entire world are quite subjective. As long as Sun Yang's original body uses the campfire, it is equivalent to resetting the world. You can't say that if you place a clone with a soul nearby, the bug will not be reset.

But it’s not surprising, the whole world is actually connected, and refreshing by sitting on fire is part of refreshing the entire world.

Finally, there was one very important thing. Sun Yang moved towards the campfire again, returned to the turtle soldier, and then took out the machine gun and bipod from the storage room, set them up, and aimed them at the turtle soldier under his control.

Fighting and damage are inevitable. I don't know what will become of the things that accept the power of my soul.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The armor-piercing bullets pierced the Turtle Soldier's chest, shredding the runes. But his soul didn't escape. His entire body turned into a cloud of dust and dissipated into the air.

Hmm? Where did they go? Sun Yang looked around, even opening his base system. In the warehouse, several humanoids wearing industrial exoskeletons were transporting the reassembled turtle soldiers into the warehouse.

Sun Yang couldn't help but smile happily. The only limitation now was his mana bar.

Although I don't understand how the soul power works, the turtle soldier's resurrection method feels the same as crawling out of the campfire after dying in the game. It is even stronger than that time. The health bar of the second soul will be deducted after death, but the turtle soldier's health bar does not decrease.

If the humanoids were responsible for combat, we could even save on the cost of maintaining the body... The days ahead can only be described as good!

"Tell Croce that I brought her a gift. When she has rested well and the base is almost built, she can take a look at what the iron golem that operates on the soul looks like." Sun Yang sent a message to Pascal and informed the agent of his decision.