I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

329 Setting Sail Again

"Finished?" Sun Yang squatted on the top of a skyscraper, looking out over the ruined city. He was talking to the postman.

[It's over. All good news. That Long Wande is a good guy... I underestimated him. I didn't expect there were true saints and saviors in the wasteland.] The postman's voice came from the other side of the communicator.

Is he really that amazing? Sun Yang had never played Fallout 3, so he didn't even understand why. But to be praised like that by the postman, he must be quite amazing.

The general of the Volunteer Army, the elder of the Brotherhood of Steel, and the Cyberman postman discussed many things and decided many things during that communication.

In the future, the Minutemen and the Brotherhood of Steel will thoroughly clean up all things that endanger people's lives in the Boston area, and at the same time try to re-establish a truly functioning regime.

This is no easy task; perhaps even after Old Popsicle's generation passes away, the entire East Coast won't be built. However, the East Coast boasts a wide range of construction machinery provided by mechanical masters, so perhaps machines can be used to address the shortage of manpower.

Driving an excavator is definitely more efficient than clearing rubble by carrying it on your shoulders or by hand. The intelligence level of those autonomous machines is quite good.

Sun Yang had previously taken some time out of his busy schedule to repair the Mechanical Master's base, and then a new sub-base where supplies could be dropped appeared in his Fallout world window - to be honest, Sun Yang still hasn't figured out how this thing was determined, it's quite a technical black box.

Perfect, let the Master Machine stay there. She certainly doesn't want to leave the Fallout World, so let her continue researching autonomous machines in the Master Machine's lair and spread her knowledge to Boston.

If Oasis ever needs a Mechanical Master, they can just outsource the work to her.

Outsourcing—that word sounds really strange. But if you think about it, these people aren't necessarily willing to leave their accustomed environments, and most of these highly skilled individuals have their own goals. It's common to discuss issues online and subcontract them.

Besides, not everyone can adapt to life in the Oasis. Ordinary people will die soon after being teleported once. But people in the Dark Souls world don't have this problem.

On one side, the ones who can still move at present are all undead or strong people with some abilities. Even that ghost place of Dolan Gureg, any place without chaotic time and space is considered a Feng Shui treasure land.

This is why the few people from the Dark Souls world who were brought here seem quite comfortable. Being surrounded by highly intelligent puppets isn't a big deal; it's better than dealing with a bunch of zombies all day long.

Incidentally, the handy robot named Curie has been moved to the Oasis base. Curie is a pure machine, so moving her doesn't even cost any mana.

The ingredients of Curie's universal potion have been analyzed by Oasis's own pharmacist Panacea, and the raw materials needed to make the potion have been resynthesized based on the experimental records.

Sun Yang sent hundreds of universal potions as important strategic materials to the volunteer army through humanoids.

He wanted to give some to the Brotherhood of Steel to improve their favorability, but judging by the Brotherhood of Steel's attitude, their first reaction after receiving the potion might not be gratitude, but confusion.

[Fuck, where did you get so many perfectly preserved panaceas? Do you have a dedicated production line? Show me the location of your production line!]

I felt like someone from the Brotherhood of Steel would say something like that. Then a dozen or so tin cans rushed up and tortured him.

Although the Brotherhood of Steel under Long Wande's leadership might not necessarily be this weird, it's better to be careful. The only one Sun Yang had ever come into contact with was the Mojave Brotherhood of Steel, and those guys really made your blood pressure soar.

Sun Yang chose to avoid this organization altogether, as it was a psychological trauma. Communication was extremely difficult, so it was better for him to get along with General Old Popsicle, the Volunteer Army, who didn't question their origins.

Speaking of the Minutemen... they have quite a few allies right now. There's the Atomic Cats base near the Quincy Minutemen (a group of power armor enthusiasts with impressive engineering skills), distant Mechanic Masters, settlements across the land, and a wide variety of heroes with a wide variety of abilities.

There was a lot of junk equipment lying around in Boston, and the people at the Atomic Cat base were too lazy to hang out.

But as they formed an alliance with the volunteers, these engineers began to teach some simple mechanical knowledge to those in the volunteers who were willing to repair things.

After all, people are outside, so even if the gun is broken, they should know how to repair it.

However, this is also the result of Lao Binggun's hard work in literacy education, otherwise these rough guys who haven't even laid a good foundation would probably electrocute themselves first.

As for the others, the Mechanical Master lives in her own base. She has a lot of work to do, such as organizing autonomous machines and receiving technology development requests from Oasis, etc. But she still enjoys it.

After all, the East Coast's mechanical master wasn't some tycoon who'd lived from pre-war to the present (though he'd died, of course). He was a simple, kind man willing to use his talents for the sake of peace in the wasteland.

Military, science, and people's livelihood... The Brotherhood of Steel and the Minutemen represent the military, the scientists of the academy and the scientists of the Brotherhood of Steel lead science, and the militia attributes of the Minutemen can easily build up people's livelihood.

It seems that this government, now somewhat resilient, has a bright future. Of course, things won't be that simple. But after eliminating the academy's rampant destruction and the Boston-afflicted gun gang, this area may finally enjoy a rare period of peace and development.

None of this had anything to do with Sun Yang. He had resolved a war for the people here, selfishly taking what he wanted and then throwing the rest to the locals.

What they build in the future is their own business. Sun Yang cannot and should not get involved. After all, the future of this land belongs to them, not to him.

Stop meddling in other people's business. Everything that needs to be done has been done.

"I think if Old Popsicle had been given more time to run around, the organization he'd create would be no worse than Long Wande's. But I think you, boss, are too efficient, not giving him enough time to fight and travel..." the postman sighed over the communicator.

"I'm not his father, why would I arrange adventures for him?" Sun Yang rolled his eyes. "As for the machines and supplies I gave him, I think I've done my best and have a clear conscience."

"That's true... The Brotherhood of Steel has already handed over the reconnaissance airship. I had a Minuteman engineer inspect it, and the powertrain and hull are both fine. You can send someone to pick it up anytime." The Postman didn't want to dwell on the matter and quickly got back to business.

"Didn't Old Popsicle ask you about the airship? Do I need to come forward and explain to him that I just hired you to do a job?" Sun Yang asked in a nagging manner.

"Don't worry about that. I can handle my own affairs. Also, I don't think I can work for you anymore." The postman said hesitantly from the other side.

"That's not surprising to me. It's okay. You got me an airship and established connections with the Minutemen and the Brotherhood. I'm already very satisfied and can't ask for more. But if you ever consider rejoining my team and going out to fight, you can always use the communicator on your power suit to call us. I won't prohibit the functions of your power suit."

Regardless of the postman's intentions, she had already decided to stay in Boston, so Sun Yang had no reason to drag her away.

Moreover, the place they are going to next is not suitable for a postman to go there. The environment there may not be suitable for a human to go there.

Farewell. At least General Old Popsicle and the postman would still remember him. Perhaps one day in the future, Sun Yang would revisit this place.

"By the way, how's Ariana?" the postman asked. "I know she's off fighting somewhere else. But for a robot, her emotions are incredibly expressive."

"She's currently resting in the base. When it's not urgent, the base's T-dolls will take turns on duty. If she wants to come, I'll arrange for her to come. But judging by the looks of you and Old Popsicle..."

"Well, that's certainly not appropriate," the postman said with a dry laugh. "Good luck with your next move, boss. I'll stop here for now."

"Goodbye, Postman. It's been quite pleasant working with you these days."

[Ha! That's quite sentimental.] The postman laughed heartily and then turned off the communicator.

So... next... Sun Yang opened the windows everywhere. The Oasis humanoids were busy performing the final data comparison and correction.

It looked like it would take a while. Sun Yang knew that synthetic human technology wasn't so easy to master. Even though the academy had spent hundreds of years advancing research, they had never considered interfacing with humanoid mental data. It was a very troublesome task.

Sun Yang didn't wait. He headed directly to the location of the reconnaissance airship, preparing to have the humanoid launch the reconnaissance airship and head southwest towards the Aparachia Mountains.

Really, we fought for so long just to get a qualified reconnaissance airship to explore the mountains.

The rewards gained on the way to obtaining the airship are actually more valuable than the airship itself... Perhaps this is the essence of adventure.

Or maybe it's my "I want it all" mentality as a player that drives me to collect things everywhere.

Sun Yang called the invisible helicopter to go and get the reconnaissance airship.

He left the East Coast behind, said goodbye to the friends who had traveled with him along the way, and headed for the Appalachian Mountains.

330 On the airship

A reconnaissance airship, less than a hundred meters long, rose from the east coast. Under the watchful eyes of the Brotherhood of Steel and the Volunteers, Sun Yang manipulated various mechanisms and slowly soared into the sky.

This airship was built by the Brotherhood of Steel using some leftover materials from the construction of giant airships.

The airship was not designed with a decent machine gun under the cabin. If a battle was needed, it could only use machine guns on the deck or drop bombs from below.

The reconnaissance airship flies quite fast, about 120 kilometers per hour, but this is the speed under ideal conditions. Due to the influence of harsh environment, it is usually considered good if it can fly about 100 kilometers.

Sun Yang felt that this speed was not slow, but some humanoids in Oasis were very indignant. When Sun Yang received this airship, they strongly suspected that this speed was caused by the castration of the engine.

Regardless of whether it is fast or not, this airship has a very thick defensive deck and a shell that can withstand radioactive dust.

This makes the airship relatively heavy, which is probably why it can't go very fast. But the good thing is that, because of the powerful nuclear engine, the airship still has some room for movement. At least the cabin is large enough for one or two people to rest inside.

Although for Sun Yang, who had never been on an airship, this speed of more than 100 kilometers was already quite good.

The Appalachian Mountains, a specially marked area in Mr. House's terminal, are located roughly southwest of Washington, D.C.

It is a long and narrow valley running from north to south. It was a scenic area before the war, but now, this valley is not only difficult to pass through, but also filled with high concentrations of radiation.

Sun Yang and the humanoids couldn't possibly explore under that level of radiation. Compared to the Appalachian Mountains, the Glowing Sea was only a sunny day. It was more likely that the monsoon had blown the radioactive dust there.

This is why Sun Yang asked the Brotherhood of Steel to build a reconnaissance airship that can operate in high concentrations of radiation. At least this thickness can ensure that it can operate in it for a long time.

The Brotherhood of Steel would not be so stubborn as to rush into high concentrations of radiation. The first thing they did after building the giant Prydwen airship was to develop in the Boston area, rather than rush into the thick radiation cloud.

***

After leaving the people and things on the east coast, the reconnaissance airship rose to a height of several thousand meters and flew southwest. A small airship only needs one person to operate, but Sun Yang certainly can't do it alone...

"Um, is there anyone willing to come on the airship? I'm a bit bored alone, and it seems that this airship will take a few more days to fly." Sun Yang asked while opening the window while holding the steering wheel boredly.

[I'll do it! Yang! You don't have any excuses now!] M4 was the first to sign up. Even though she had just returned to Griffin and had just finished inspecting her body.

M4 looked very excited and jumped up from the bed.

Next to her, AR15 and Gou Zi, who were still calmly reading novels and watching animations, also turned their heads.

[M4! You want to eat alone again!] AR15 moved closer to M4, [I want to go too!]

[Take me one! Take me one too!] The dog emerged from under the arms of the M4 and AR15, its eyes gleaming.

"You guys are really strong..." RO sighed deeply as she lay on the bed in the doll dormitory. After spending so much time in that shabby environment of Fallout, she missed the clean and comfortable Griffin Base so much.

It's amazing that Ariana could stay there and hang out with a crazy woman for so long.

You're just mentally tired. It's your mind that's sending you this alarm, not your body. So what you need is to find something to relax and then have a good rest for two days.

Brother 16 shook the glass in his hand, which contained ice-cold Boston specialty Gwinnett beer, and drank it all in one gulp, letting out a hearty burp.

[Huha! My life is all about these drinks from all over the world! Fuck the Security Service! Fuck Zelensky! Eat shit!]

[I can't calm down. I, I think I should go out on patrol.] RO looked back at his teammates, who were huddled together and shouting at Sun Yang. They were like crazy at the commander's casual words.

This is still in human form. If we really wait for human-shaped Pascal to make a synthetic human, I really don’t know what it will look like.

Tsk, why are my teammates so shameful? Unable to bear it, RO quickly opened the dormitory door and saw an old acquaintance standing at the door.

[M14? Oh, I see.] RO looked at M14, dressed in flowing clothes and holding his weapon, and immediately understood. This person was going to come along, too.

[I really hope M4 and the others can learn from you...] RO glanced at M14 who looked calm, then looked at his teammates in the dormitory who were using extreme language that made Sun Yang overwhelmed.

"You must have saved up for a month, I just want a month's supply." "Ayang, you have to prepare all the potions. We brought a lot of new ways to play." "This time I will definitely make you feel so comfortable that you lose consciousness!"

There's a real difference between humanoids. RO sighed inwardly, then made way for M14 to enter.

[Come to think of it, if you all go, where's Pascal?] RO was quite aware of his commander's romantic debts.

Basically, it's the same few T-dolls: the three members of the AR team, M14, and Pascal. However, due to the recent issues in the Fallout world, the Commander has been neglecting to "take care" of these close T-dolls.

[Pascal's experiment on converting synthetic humans into humanoid data has reached a critical stage. I don't think she'll come...] M14 turned around and said, but just as she finished her words, a new communication came in from Sun Yang.

[Professor!!! AR Team! You're here! You're all sneaking around! You just didn't tell me?!] Pascal's profile picture appeared in Sun Yang's window. She looked anxious and angry. [Professor! I'd like to request a temporary suspension of my research, or have someone else take over my position!]

"I don't think I can handle that many..." Sun Yang felt a dull pain in his back. Could he, now so powerful, defeat the siege of four tactical T-dolls and one scientific T-doll?

[Professor? You, you don't like me anymore?] Pascal gave a wry smile, her ears drooping slightly. [I've lost my charm...]

[Commander? Will you love us equally?] The dog hugged the AR15 and M4, peering around their waists.

"Come! Everyone, come! Get everything ready in ten minutes! I'll call you all over!" With such a request, Sun Yang couldn't refuse. He decisively agreed with a wave of his hand.

[Yay!] X5. The dolls cheered and then went to pack their belongings.

Feeling that the most difficult challenge in this world was about to come, Sun Yang's expression became extremely serious.

331 My favorite episode, of course there are many favorites

"Anyway, let's get a puppet over here to operate the airship..." Sun Yang pulled out a humanoid puppet from the driver's seat and placed it there. Maintaining the airship's flight didn't require much skill; the puppet's intelligence was sufficient.

"And... everyone is welcome to register—Guwa!"

Sun Yang just shook the dragon bell and summoned several humanoids, and five humanoids of different sizes pounced on him to the ground.

It's so heavy! Sun Yang tried to get up, but even with the power suit's strength, he couldn't break free.

Some of the humanoids pressed his arms, some pressed his thighs, or directly pressed Sun Yang's stomach. Being held down by so many powerful humanoids, it was difficult for Sun Yang to move even a finger!

"I really want to give you a warm hug, but I can't hug five people at once!" Sun Yang shouted, but the humanoids didn't care about that, they just hugged him.

Fortunately, the design of this reconnaissance airship took into account the storage of a large amount of reserve coolant and chemicals, so there is still quite a lot of space left.

If the airship is filled with the necessary supplies, the space available is not very large, but fortunately Sun Yang can take out the supplies at will, and the remaining space is still enough for the humanoids to make a lot of noise without falling off the airship.

"Take off this suit now, Commander!" Gouzi knocked on the incredibly cool power suit that Sun Yang had been wearing. "There's no radiation here anymore! Why are you still wearing it? Quick! Take it all off!"

"Please show some respect to the elite riot suit! This is my favorite armor!" Sun Yang particularly likes this power suit because of his sentimental reasons.

Even if this suit only looks like an elite riot suit, this suit, which is made of Saturn alloy, neuromuscular bundles, fabric that can reduce heat damage, and other miscellaneous technologies, has a much stronger protection effect than the original elite riot armor.

"Got it, Commander! By the way, have you not taken off this armor for a long time since you put it on?" The dog grabbed Sun Yang's collar and sniffed inside. "A sour smell..."

"Really? Ah Yang, how long have you not showered? You haven't washed since we came to this world, have you?" AR15 also leaned over and took two puffs.