I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

After the execution, Pascal discussed with Griffin and Oasis's top management the specifications for the use of the new body, as well as some corresponding rules and regulations.

The rules and regulations currently implemented in the main base are very simple and crude. There are many regulations to prevent external infiltration and attack, but there are very few regulations for internal use.

Most of the time, the base's rules were designed to restrict the activities of the humanoids. For example, it was forbidden to dig secret passages, expand rooms, or store explosives without permission. Many items required registration before they could be used normally within the base.

This rule was designed because many humanoids take nuclear grenades back to their dorms as a matter of course. After all, laser guns and laser machine guns can be kept in dorms, so it's okay for me to keep grenades in my dorm too, right? That's what makes it feel like a soldier's home.

The agent then took the doll out on patrol for half a month before returning. "You guys, if you want to bomb my hometown, just say so directly. There's no need to do it so covertly."

Commander Sun Yang was completely oblivious to this. He took it for granted that the T-dolls would take good care of themselves and keep their guns and ammunition securely stored. After all, they'd been fighting for so long, so they wouldn't be loading batteries in their dormitories and accidentally firing, right?

In fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon. Many humanoids go out on patrol and come back without firing a shot. They are too lazy to remove the battery and run out to play near the bed. When they come back, they just grab the laser gun and it goes off accidentally, burning a hole in the floor.

"First of all, everyone who uses the synth body... yes, this is the official name, there is nothing much to discuss. Before using the synth body, they must back up and archive all of their mind cloud maps. This archive will be used as the basic archive for each person. If there is a problem with the mind cloud map during the use of the synth body, we will read this basic archive." Pascal introduced.

"We'll store the basic archives on hundreds of different offline servers. Theoretically, even if the base is destroyed down to the last level, we'll have backups. Don't worry." Pascal then sent the locations of the backup servers to all the higher-ups—or, more accurately, the more responsible and willing humanoids—who all took note of them.

"I heard that the new synthetic human bodies are very weak? The data you provided showed that they are about the same as ordinary humans. And they cannot accept... healing magic." The agent was obviously hesitant when mentioning the synthetic human bodies and healing magic. She seemed to have never been accustomed to the various strange props brought over from the Dark Souls world.

"Since there are no full-time priests in our base, we can only rely on the large amount of dripstones brought from the Dark Souls world, as well as rare dried grass roots, Elizabeth's secret medicine, the goddess' blessing and other recovery items. Our birdman Onifex promised to regularly produce a batch of dripstones for daily consumption. However, the healing magic of the Dark Souls world can repair brain tissue, and the use of dripstones will also do so. This will cause severe pain in the skull during the recovery time. Unless used together with painkillers, but doing so may cause damage to the brain." Pascal said, pointing to his brain.

"Then activate the medical drones and intelligent bodies, set up an operating room, and back up regular medicines. Is Oasis's medical humanoids okay?" The agent looked at Pascal and said.

"No problem, they are currently in a situation of overmanpower. Sometimes I need to send people out to find new medicinal herbs, and some medical dolls have gone to the Advanced War World to study the medical industry." Pascal shrugged.

In a sense, the T-dolls in the medical industry are the most idle profession in the entire Oasis, because the T-dolls themselves do not require care and their operating logic is completely different from that of humans.

If we develop synthetic humanoids now, we'll need these medical dolls. It's foreseeable that in the future, many dolls will be unable to change their original lifestyles, and may suffer from fractures or sprains at the slightest provocation.

"Then... we released both undead bodies and synthetic bodies at the same time." Pascal turned to the next page.

"Can the undead body also do it?" Sur, who was sitting next to him and had an electric fencing sword on his back, was surprised. Aren't undead and synthetic humans two completely different technologies?

"Strider and Onefix analyzed Dolan Gureg's soul technology, and we successfully created an instrument that can collect and hold souls. Based on these collected souls, we created an undead body that can be used normally... You can think of the chip you inserted as the pilot of the Gundam. It's just a body that can absorb souls through the operation of the chip." Pascal explained.

"And this body also has the problem of headaches when using healing magic?" the agent asked.

"The symptoms will be much milder because the undead body is insensitive to pain. But it is also fragile. Not being afraid of pain does not mean that one will not die. According to Strade's experiments, he determined that this body that has absorbed souls can drive stronger rune limbs. In theory, it can also be upgraded by consuming souls through the spiral sword in the commander's hand." Pascal explained. The humanoids around him perked up after hearing this. This is quite important.

Many humanoids hoping to become even stronger all wished to possess the undead's robust, high-growth body. Now that Pascal and Strider had created this type of body, many highly combat-capable humanoids were eager to choose the undead's body.

"But please note, everyone. The professor has already informed me of one thing. All humanoid figures using undead bodies must resolve the issue of souls and the undead curse themselves. He will not provide any soul or figure supplies. This gap is too large for him to fill."

"Also, the professor can't return to base yet, so the upgrade issue remains unresolved. Of course, we've also developed a portable soul-absorbing gadget. Wear it during battle, and it'll automatically absorb souls. Once the professor returns, you can transfer these souls into your own bodies." Pascal produced a small square box, seemingly surrounded by magical runes. After Pascal's words, the combat dolls who had been eagerly awaiting their upgrades decisively chose to wait until later.

They knew very well how weak Commander Sun Yang was at the beginning, even weaker than a strong ordinary human. How could he fight in a chaotic world with that kind of body? It would be better to accumulate souls first and then use them all at once.

The people nearby hadn't been able to catch up. Rukatiye from the Dark Souls world suddenly looked up and said with sudden realization, "Oh! Isn't this the same technique as those stone statues? The suction power of this thing is so strong that I can't even absorb it."

"Let's do this for now. I'm prepared for a lot of humans to show up in the base, but I'm not prepared for a large number of undead who might turn into zombies in the base..." The agent's face didn't look very good.

"Then there's the replacement cycle for the body. To prevent humanoids from misusing their own bodies, our requirement is that applications for the manufacture of new synthetic human bodies can only be made once a month. And each person can only apply for an undead body once." Pascal announced the last major regulation.

"Okay, let's do it. There are still a lot of detailed regulations. It would be very troublesome and dangerous for human bodies to pass through many places. Those places where live experiments are conducted, if there are any accidents, they all rely on the power of humanoid bodies to solve the problems on the spot... We need to build a special hazardous environment system for synthetic bodies. Otherwise, they might get injured even when riding in the elevator."

The agent went through various details, gradually perfecting the system with Pascal and several other senior executives. Although it was foreseeable that this system would not be effective and would require a lot of additions, the general framework still had to be established.

400 Get a new body and enjoy a better life

Griffin Base was bustling with activity. All the T-dolls who could return had returned, and everyone had gathered in the square: Tactical T-dolls, Oasis T-dolls, Heavy Armor T-dolls, Iron Blood T-dolls, hundreds of them.

Some came to get their bodies replaced directly, while others simply came to watch the fun. Pascal and the agent had already informed all the figures of the revision and were looking for any feedback.

The general precautions are that before playing, you need to pay attention to whether the other person is a synthetic human body, as well as the precautions after using a synthetic human body.

Eating, drinking, sleeping, and going to the toilet were emphasized in the introduction and education of the three categories. This is because many humanoids eat whatever they want, after all, they don't care about their gastrointestinal health at all - they don't have a stomach to begin with.

Sleeping is quite common. Humanoids will periodically enter a dormant state to sort out fragmented data and allow the body to rest.

Going to the toilet was something they had to be told to do several times because the dolls had never done it before. Pascal didn't want to see the dolls defecating anywhere; it was too horrible and would drive her crazy.

Batch after batch of humanoids thoroughly backed up their memories and then excitedly entered the machine in the square. In the square was a synthetic humanoid printer upgraded by the Oasis Research Department. The printer was enormous, its outer shell clad in completely opaque plastic.

As the figure walked in, the printer inside began to work rapidly. A titanium alloy skeleton was assembled layer by layer. Precision-controlled robotic arms injected the neural network, corresponding organs, and muscles into the skeleton. Simultaneously, a Saturn alloy mind chip control module was implanted within the skull, awaiting the transfer of the figure's consciousness.

After a complicated printing process, this smooth body with the same vital signs as a healthy human will be soaked in a pool filled with FEV forced evolution virus.

The virus will complete the final step, filling in the missing parts of the body. Finally, electric shocks will be used to activate the neural networks and muscles of the body. In this way, the body is ready.

The humanoid figure lying inside the machine closes its eyes. Their memories are transferred via a wired connection into the chip of the synthoid figure. Once the transfer is complete, the original figure enters a dormant state, and the new synthoid awakens.

Every few minutes, several specially customized, naked synthetic bodies climbed out of the machine, changed into a universal pair of underwear and a large white robe, and walked out from the other end of the machine.

The original body will be collected by the drone and stored as a backup body. If there is any problem with their synthetic body one day, this backup body can come in handy.

Every human figure that comes out will first undergo a basic physical examination, then change into clothes, receive their own ID card and go out to play.

As for the ID badge, its main function is to inform the surrounding drones, intelligent entities, and humanoids that you are using a synthetic humanoid body and cannot withstand any dangerous operations or environments. This prevents someone from breaking bones or causing internal bleeding during a fight.

Either one is quite troublesome. Even with the magical potion from the Fallout world, it will take a while to recover.

Soon, the first humanoid to enter cautiously emerged from the machine. She wore a simple white canvas dress, a badge pinned to her chest, and a multi-function terminal on her wrist. The humanoids had chosen not to insert devices like AR projectors into their heads, but rather a more conservative design, a Pip-Boy-like intermediate terminal designed to provide the functions necessary for daily activities.

M14 walked out in full view of the crowd, her shoes on. The figures around her looked at her curiously. No one said anything, as everyone chatted frantically in the group chat.

She blinked, stretched her body, and then clutched her chest. "It's so weird... breathe... breathe... I have to remember to breathe... My body feels so heavy and weak, like it's out of power. I can't use any strength."

"Humans are like this. Compared to your previous bodies, human performance is much worse. Your synthetic bodies were already very healthy and had a good level of muscle mass when they appeared. If more strength is needed, you will have to be several times bigger." Pascal explained.

"I feel a little cold. Hmm, the air is dry? But it doesn't have any smell." M14 continued to take two steps under the curious gazes of the humanoids.

"What about the motion balance system? Running and jumping?" Pascal and humanoid maintenance technician Drasey kept recording M14's physical data. If there were any problems, they would need to be improved later.

"Pascal, we have always relied on walking to get around. It's not Curie from the medical department who needs to learn how to walk again. Our software is all adapted." M14 said with a bit of a smile.

"Well, that makes sense. Then what's next..." Pascal had just finished speaking when he saw M14's eyes light up.

"I smell a very... delicious smell! My body is telling me there's something delicious nearby!" M14 immediately broke into a run, sprinting several dozen meters at a snail's pace for a humanoid. There were a variety of foods to test synths' sense of taste and smell. From fast food hamburgers to meat buns and spring rolls, there was also a variety of sour soups and rice porridge for everyone to choose from.

To avoid spoiling the fun, Pascal only prepared a variety of food, no slop or excrement. If he'd put that with the food, the humanoids would have been smitten. Damn, you're going to give me a hard time just because you've regained your sense of smell? It's up to me to decide whether I'll give you a beating or not.

Pascal felt that if she did this, even Sun Yang would forcibly summon her over and beat her up. Her professor was very particular about food and would usually eat some snacks when he had nothing to do.

"Hmm! Is this how humans usually feel when eating?" M14 grabbed the burger and took a big bite, his eyes shining.

The aroma of wheat from the slightly burnt hamburger slices, the crisp cabbage, the sour cucumber and tomato slices, and the flavor of a large piece of fried, browned and salty pork chop exploded in her mouth.

M14 finished the entire burger in just two or three bites. She choked and drank a Coke. The sour and sweet taste of the cold carbonated drink activated her taste buds and brain. Her body was craving something sweet.

After showing off her drink, M14 reached for a basket of steamed buns and lean meat porridge. She sucked the slightly hot, fragrant broth into her mouth, swirling it between her teeth.

"The world... is such a beautiful place. Hiccup! I need some more..." M14 said as he reached for the remaining food, but was stopped by the humanoids around him.

"M14, you've eaten a lot. You need to take care of your stomach. You can't eat as much as you wanted like before, or you'll upset your stomach!" The figures maintaining order around looked at the food and sighed softly.

Although they also have simulated taste buds that can taste food, they are ultimately just electronic signals processed to deceive humanoids. No matter what, they are not as good as the original human ones.

Seeing how deliciously M14 ate, they couldn't resist. They ate this stuff normally, but it was just so-so. Why was it so blissful when it was in a human form? Was it really that good?

The surrounding dolls also became excited after seeing M14's reaction. They didn't know whether the new body would bring more thoughts and emotions, but M14's reaction was clearly that she could taste the true deliciousness of food!

This is something most humanoids have longed for. No matter how they approached it before, it was all about technology and hard work, and they were all just deceiving themselves. Now, there's no need for indirect electronic signals; you can taste it directly with your natural tongue and brain.

"Slow down, slow down! Line up one by one! Everyone gets a share!" Pascal had to ask the rebellious team and Instructor Paison, who were maintaining order out of friendship, to step forward to control the situation, otherwise these excited humanoids would definitely dismantle the machine.

401 New body, new feeling

After a morning of tossing and turning, most of the dolls had customized their own synthetic bodies. The few who didn't customize their bodies were mostly not interested in human entertainment activities, and also didn't like the feeling of their bodies becoming weak.

For example, the Iron-Blooded T-dolls didn't have their bodies replaced, not even their agents. According to her, if anything went wrong at the base, she could always mobilize an Iron-Blooded force to fight.

In contrast, almost all of the Oasis humanoids had been replaced with synthetic bodies. Even the heads of various departments had put on the agenda a plan to mass-upgrade the intelligence of the intelligent bodies and then replace their bodies.

The Oasis Department has a large number of humanoids focused on various creative, scientific, and design fields. With human-like bodies, their scientific research capabilities will be greatly enhanced.

These intelligent entities were originally the natives of the Cloud Map Project server. At the beginning, the accumulated data and information were not rich enough, and their overall mental level was also low.

But after such a long period of data accumulation and interaction, these intelligent bodies have reached a level where their mental systems can be upgraded. They can finally become helpers for various professional scientific research figures and perform various tasks independently.

Ever since the base was able to connect to other worlds, these intelligent entities have been frequently surfing the Internet and collecting data and information.

Fortunately, Antonina had long ago developed a system of mental correction and relearning to educate and correct the personalities of these agents. Otherwise, these agents would have been saying "Kill all the Jews" one moment and "I want to be a priest and insult little boys with an electric dragon drill" the next.

But that's all for later. The dolls walked in and out one by one. Almost every one of them reacted strangely after emerging. It felt like they'd replaced a bunch of less-than-perfect hardware with a bunch of sophisticated sensory systems, and the software had been upgraded to a point where they couldn't understand it.

"My thoughts are boiling...my ideas seem to have broadened...nothing. So this is what humans describe as inspiration? It feels pretty much the same as mine." A tall, literary-looking woman with neatly tied black hair emerged from the machine. However, she didn't look very happy, as if she wasn't satisfied with the improvements to her body.

"That means whether it's a humanoid or a human, they all look the same when stuck. Changing the body is equivalent to changing the angle." The golden-haired humanoid standing next to her, with his hair tied into small balls, took over the conversation.

The two people talking were Nora, who came from Oasis Base Cyber ​​Media and was previously a professional screenwriter.

The EW-55 is a specialized writing doll developed by Cybermedia, primarily used for narrative design and scriptwriting for entertainment products. To address the problems of doll writing, which can feel patchwork and dull, the EW-55 is equipped with a stochastic information processing system. This system ensures that any information received by the EW-55 has the potential to generate new ideas, simulating the process of "inspiration" experienced by human writers.

As a popular humanoid screenwriter, Nora's works span multiple fields, including film, television, literature, and games. In order to allow her to obtain materials from more fields for her creations, Nora's studio sent her to the Cloud Atlas Project.

The other is her good friend Liz.

After the end of World War III, in order to restore order and stability in various places, the government urgently needed to let the police replace the army and take on the responsibility of maintaining public order.

In contrast, violent crime rates remained high. Against this backdrop, Ultimate Life Holdings recognized the business opportunity and developed the Forensic 3.6 humanoid model.

As one of the first Forensic 3.6 forensic humanoids to be deployed, Liz worked as a non-staff member of a Dutch police station. After the launch of Project Cloud Atlas, she was selected as a test humanoid through her employer's recommendation.

However, despite this, Liz is still reluctant to reveal her profession to others, not because she has any prejudice against this profession or hobby, but because she does not want to make people around her feel uneasy.

After all, people who had just experienced a war yearned for a relatively peaceful life. Liz didn't want others to feel that her presence was tainted with an ominous smell of blood.

Their acquaintance was quite peculiar.

Liz herself had a penchant for watching splattered sci-fi films. Whether it was due to the setting or simply to relieve stress, she truly enjoyed them and even entertained the idea of ​​filming one.

She hopes that one day in the future, she will be able to devote herself to the film industry that she loves, work with people who share the same interests, and finally make her ideal science fiction film.

After learning of Liz's idea, her employer asked her to join the Cloud Atlas Project. Liz also met Nora here, and the two of them, a movie enthusiast and a professional screenwriter, established a friendship.

By the way, Griffin also has a Liz, who is now known as MG36.

Liz still doesn't dare to meet this MG36, and neither does he. Even if they occasionally meet, they're just nodding acquaintances. Neither of them dares to pry into the other's life.

Liz never dared to ask about the final outcome of Life Holdings and why she ended up at Griffin Base as a tactical humanoid.

Although she was just a doll assigned to work as a forensic examiner, she neither liked nor hated this job, but to be honest, a stable forensic job was better than risking her life with a gun.

The appearance of MG36 means that either the person who hired Liz died due to changes in the situation, or there was a change within Life Holdings and Liz was abandoned or discarded, or the company may have gone bankrupt.

No matter what, there must be a reason that led Liz to go to IOP to find a new job, and then go all the way to Griffin, receive the weapon brand, and become a tactical humanoid.

MG36 also didn't ask any questions about Liz, who had escaped into the cloud. It wasn't easy for her to integrate into the Oasis community; after all, they were technically two people. Meeting each other would only add to the awkwardness.

For MG36, knowing about the Cloud Atlas project was enough to ensure she hadn't given up on her dream of pursuing a film career. Perhaps once life settled down, they could actually make a bloody sci-fi film.

But when I think about it, it seems like my days at Griffin are filled with blood and gore, fighting for life and death every day. I probably won't be interested in B-movies anymore.

This is also the tacit understanding between most of the dolls. Everyone has their own stable circle, so they just need to maintain their social relationships. After all, a heartless combination like MDR and Carol is always rare.

Besides the two Oasis dolls, Liz and Nora, the dolls responsible for various development tasks also ran out happily. Almost everyone's face was filled with joy, and their mouths were so wide that more than ten teeth were exposed.

The magical ideas that burst out of these people's heads almost drove them crazy. As soon as they walked out of the machines, they pushed away the people around them who were asking questions. They opened their own terminals and quickly recorded their inspirations in them.

The smiles on their faces then turned into anxiety and panic. The humanoids soon realized that this burst of inspiration was fleeting. Even if they recorded it quickly, those ideas would soon dissipate in the depths of their consciousness.

"No! This is not true!! Pascal! Our memories are disappearing!! I'm forgetting! I'm forgetting!" The scientific research figures of the Oasis wailed to Pascal, their hands moving constantly to input their guesses and possible plans, while twisting their bodies and rolling on the ground like earthworms.

"That's what inspiration is. Inspirations generated by humanoids can be quickly preserved, but for humans, if they don't specifically remember them, they will soon be forgotten." Pascal explained.

"Damn it... I need to build a cyber implant to record all my thoughts."

Oasis's engineering prodigy, Crocchi, muttered to herself as she wrote down the thoughts in her head. She was already the most powerful technician in Oasis, and now with a brain, she could piece together the scattered knowledge in her head, and all sorts of chaotic ideas emerged.

"I don't recommend doing this. We've only tested whether the brain can handle the operation of the mind chip. But if you install other random things, it might cause overload. Don't install things blindly and paralyze your brain." Pascal reminded loudly.

"Come on, the postman has stuffed so many things into his head that he can even survive a bullet. Pascal, you must have faith in the potential of the human brain." Crochet enthusiastically recorded some cyber transformation techniques and experiences, and felt that she would perform surgery on herself in a few days.

I knew something would go wrong, but I didn't expect someone to start messing around so soon. Pascal felt a blackout. These humanoids treated their synthetic bodies just like ordinary bodies.