I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Have you ever considered the difference in risk between puncturing a humanoid head and a human head? Losing a limb or a human head requires prosthetics or outright disability, which is incredibly troublesome. With a humanoid, you can just replace the arm and be done with it. I really hope Kroki has some self-awareness.

"If you mess up your brain, we'll restart your old body." Pascal said weakly, then she looked at Croce and muttered something as she walked away, completely ignoring Pascal.

It can only be said that Kroki is still so socially anxious and doesn't like being in crowded places. The gazes of people around her have begun to make her feel scared and uneasy. This problem existed when she was in human form, and it has become more serious after changing into a synthetic human body.

After looking around, while the Tactical figures simply expressed their excitement, the Oasis figures were rather abstract, with some wanting to do all sorts of ruthless things. Pascal could only silently pray that the figures would do less these days and not kill themselves in less than a week.

Two days ago, she saw a quarrel between the humanoids. Instead of following the rules and going to the duel arena to fight, they started a fight on the spot. Because both sides were made of Saturn alloy, they didn't hesitate at all and swung a chair at the head. The chair smashed the head, but it didn't hurt at all.

Although the result that time was that both of them were sent out to patrol for a month, if it happened now, just throw a chair and you'll be sent straight to the medical room to lie down.

Forget it, it's done. If all else fails, I'll just have my agents come out and hang the guy up and beat him up. If all else fails, I'll just use some human torture to teach those humanoids a lesson.

Pascal felt like he was becoming more and more sinister. Even though he hadn't changed into a synthetic human body yet, a bunch of strange ideas started popping up in his head.

"It's my turn at the end." After finishing the detailed record, Pascal was the last one to enter the machine. After a few minutes, he came out wearing a new body.

Although her mind cloud map is quite special compared to other humanoids, it has no special effect after using the synthetic human body.

If anything, her hearing and vision were weakened, but her sensory system was more acute than before. At least when she touched her face, it felt smooth and slightly warm.

It feels really good. Speaking of which, this body is perfectly shaped in every way. Hmm, but the chest is still a bit heavy, Pascal said, supporting the plump fruit on his chest. Was it true that when Dr. Pascal created me, he was very concerned about my figure?

Speaking of which, I wonder what the professor thinks of this body? The professor always complains about his body not being able to withstand it, and now that he has changed into a body that is very close to that of a human, maybe he can regain his strength.

Besides, I didn't really ask for a lot before, it's just that the durability of the body itself and its resistance to abnormal environments are very high, so I can't enjoy it if I don't come here many times. It's really not that I asked for a lot!

Pascal rubbed his head quickly. This wasn't right! How could it be okay for the first thing he thought about after changing bodies to be shivering?! Wasn't it normal for a human's head to be either shivering or hungry all day?

The other humanoids didn't seem to have the same messy thoughts as me. Maybe they got used to it... I wonder how the AR team is doing now.

They had just changed into their new bodies and quickly adapted to them. They were chatting and laughing as they left. It seemed like there was nothing wrong with them.

Pascal was thinking about all these random things, but not long after she started daydreaming, she received a message from her terminal.

"Pascal, Soul in the public rest area fell on the street and broke his jaw. Currently, all the doctors are still adjusting to their new bodies and can't perform precision surgery. So we've requested the use of a drip stone."

"How could a fall break her jaw? Synthetic bodies are obviously very strong." Pascal felt his blood pressure rise. They started increasing her strength just minutes after she came out of the machine, right?

"Soul jumped onto the table to compete in a backflip, but she failed and landed on her chin on the ground."

The Oasis agent reported in a serious tone. Behind the agent's video was Soul, clutching her chin with a pained expression. She was still wearing her stylish orange jacket, a white short shirt underneath, and slim-fitting jeans, looking dashing and heroic.

But now, Su Erzhen knelt on the ground, clutching her jaw and not daring to move. The pain in her head made her sweat, and blood dripped onto the floor from her broken jaw. She seemed to be forcing herself to endure the pain, but in the end, she couldn't help it.

"Wuwuwu!" Suer could only let out a loud cry. Her jaw was swollen all around and turned red. Several broken teeth were lying on the floor beside her. She looked like she had fallen quite hard and was in a lot of pain. "Why is it so swollen? I'm dying, I must be dying... I must be the first fool to be taken to the hospital for treatment just because of a fall."

Ah... Speaking of which, Soul's previous body had no sense of pain, but his new body retained a normal sense of touch without exception. This time Soul was in trouble.

"Permission granted. Also, transfer this authority to the rotating AIs and doctors. They'll make the decision." Pascal sighed deeply. The number of trivial matters to be addressed would likely be several times greater than before.

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After the humanoids had changed into their bodies, Pascal issued a new notice as appropriate, taking into consideration that the humanoids needed time to adapt to their new bodies and also to allow them to release their excitement.

Considering that everyone needs time to adapt to their new bodies, all dolls' outings will be canceled for the next week. The same applies to dolls currently out, who will need to stay at the base for a week upon their return. Everyone will perform the re-arranged tasks within the base.

Many of the T-dolls were now happy. To be honest, there wasn't much to arrange at the base. After working for a while, everyone had plenty of time to do what they wanted. Pascal's announcement was basically like a full week of vacation.

Although they usually take a break after a mission, this is the time to change into a new body! The humanoids can't even think about using a new body for a whole week.

The humanoids who changed into their original bodies shouted "Pascal is awesome!" and then left in a large group, discussing with each other what to do next.

A week should be enough time for the dolls to figure out how to care for their new bodies. They've already been taught the basics, like using the bathroom and eating. Pascal is already mentally prepared for all sorts of strange things.

Afterwards, the next period of time could be described as a very difficult time for Pascal. Every day, all kinds of messy reports were sent to his terminal, and Pascal had to solve all the problems that came up one by one.

Although there weren't many T-dolls in Oasis, they often played with Griffin's T-dolls. This playfulness would create a mess that was impossible to clean up, and they would have to call Pascal for support.

Pascal has seen more accidents in the past few days than in all the previous years.

***

"It's a nice day today too~" Yabu Haru, the tea-loving botanist, pushed his box through the corridors deep inside the base, and then took the elevator all the way to the surface.

The sun is still scorching in KENSHI World, but the weather here is generally good. After all, it rarely rains here, and when the sun shines on the ground, even the wind brings a heat wave.

The base's surface area was gradually being utilized, but the largest area was occupied by the experimental planting base overseen by Yabu Haru. Yabu Haru had applied to construct a rooftop for the base, which would dynamically alter the amount of sunlight reaching the plants, allowing for multiple comparisons between plant groups.

It can even simulate sunlight at night to continue plant development. Yabuharu really enjoys this planting base. While the agents and drones can't provide much scientific research support, they're quite efficient and will analyze subsequent progress based on data.

Although she wasn't able to accomplish anything on her own, she was fortunate to have some academic exchanges with scientists from the Advanced Warfare World, and to browse the scientific achievements and data from the Great Mountain Range of the Fallout World and the Apocalypse Followers. With this information alone, she was able to slowly make progress in her own experiments.

Yabuharu casually put on a white coat, covered his hair, and went into the laboratory.

Drones and intelligent entities carefully take care of the crops according to the predetermined plan. The partitions above their heads change positions, spreading sunlight of different intensities to the ground.

The experimental fields were extremely hot, with the sun's heat evenly distributed throughout. This abundant warmth encouraged the growth of heat-loving plants. However, air conditioners were installed for plants that were more sensitive to temperature. These air conditioners, when in operation, directly vented the heat, exacerbating the oppressive heat.

42 degrees... is it really that hot? Yabuharu checked the temperature indoors, wiped the sweat from his chest, and began to check on the progress of each crop. There were still many plant materials needed to make various medicines and industrial products here, and Yabuharu couldn't afford to neglect their care. If the base wanted to continue its self-sustaining cycle or produce anything, it would depend on Yabuharu's efforts.

She ran around one by one, sipping water constantly along the way to barely keep herself energized. She'd been exposed to this kind of heat before, but this synthetic body...it seemed like its mind couldn't function in the heat. At least Yabu Haru was feeling dizzy from the heat.

After confirming that the growth rate of the crops was within expectations and that there were no problems with seedling damage or burns, Yabu Haru left the experimental field and returned to his bedroom to write a work report.

These reports still need to be written by yourself, as many details are not included in the reports submitted by drones and intelligent agents.

Yabuharu had tried his best to teach them what to focus on, but there were indeed many details to pay attention to. Sometimes, even after paying attention, new problems would still arise. In such cases, Yabuharu would constantly review the past records to find the cause.

I'm so tired... I feel sleepy so easily in this new body. Yabuharu barely managed to type the last few words, then lay down on the bed, intending to rest for a while.

But the fatigue that spread throughout her body grew stronger, even to the point where her internal organs began to feel uncomfortable. She didn't pay much attention at first, but the discomfort grew, until even lifting her arms became a struggle. Finally, Yabuharu forced herself to press the alarm button on her clothes, then collapsed onto the bed.

Soon, several intelligent bodies ran in from nearby, took Yabuharu to a stretcher and transported him out, then ran directly into the medical department to let the medical humanoids check what was wrong.

The medical dolls immediately began to diagnose him. After examining Yabuharu with various instruments for a while, they quickly figured out the cause of his discomfort.

When conducting a survey on plant varieties, Shu Chun, who was in charge of plant variety development, simply put on a white coat and a hood and entered the greenhouse without wearing any protective clothing at all.

She was used to it, relying on her alloy body to casually go in and gather information. After browsing and playing on her phone, she'd just come out, take a shower, and disinfect with alcohol. There was nothing in the plantation that could bring down a humanoid. After becoming a synth, Yabuharu simply showered and returned to the dorm.

An hour after she came out, she began to feel unwell and collapsed in the dormitory. The intelligent beings who heard the call then carried Yabuharu to the medical room.

After some examination, the medical doll determined that Yabuharu had inhaled special spores and gases emitted by the plant, which caused Yabuharu's organs to fail.

Any human being would know that they had to wear full clothing to enter such a place, but Yabuharu completely forgot about this and went straight in, breathing heavily for a long time before coming out. This caused her body to quickly become ill.

The medical dolls used their stockpile of medical equipment, and it took half an hour to stabilize Yabuharu's condition. Then, after they administered adrenaline and anti-allergy medication...his condition worsened.

These plants are all new experiments made by Yabuharu, and the medical dolls have no idea how to treat them specifically.

There was really no other way, so Panacea, who was in charge of drug development, took out the panacea he got from Curie in the Radiation World and injected it into Yabu Haru's butt.

This panacea had been distributed to the Fallout World in large quantities before, and the base had also manufactured several thousand of them for future sale and use. Now it was their turn to be put to good use.

After the drug was injected, within a few minutes, Yabuharu's physiological indicators gradually returned to normal, and her organs, which were about to fail, stopped deteriorating.

The magical panacea worked; it truly could cure anything. The potions of the Fallout world were truly magical. The medical dolls breathed a sigh of relief and moved Yabuharu, whose breathing had returned to normal, to the inpatient ward, where she could rest and recuperate.

***

"I say, we have obtained the synthetic human body, we have to do something that humans do. Lying here is a waste of life!" In a Griffin dormitory, the humanoid FAL said seriously while lying on the bed.

After they changed into their bodies, Pascal announced a week-long vacation. The FN team sat in their dorm, dazed. With so much free time suddenly available, and not allowed to go out, the four of them couldn't think of anything to do.

"I think going out and moving around is a bigger waste of life than lying down. Sisters, please don't disturb me while I'm watching TV. Oh, we finally kissed, it was so strenuous, eh... why should I watch two hours of rubbish TV series? It takes four or five episodes just to kiss." Another humanoid FN57 took over the conversation. She stared at the screen for a long time, and then complained about the TV series.

Lying on the sofa in the dorm, holding a tablet, eating snacks and watching a TV show, the FN57 figure exited the video and decisively gave the show a one-star negative review. He also added the following comment: The pacing is too slow, the love story between the male and female leads is a piece of shit, the special effects are fragmented, and the plot is very melodramatic. Besides the good looks of the characters, there's nothing else good about it.

Not long after this comment was posted, a bunch of filial sons and daughters who watched this TV series created a group in her comment section.

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{A dog's eyes see everything the same way a dog does. If you don't understand, don't look at it, idiot.}{Can this low-brow, low-educated brat with no sense of aesthetics please just get lost?}{Are you the enemy trying to pull me down? Your brother's asshole is all pierced and you're still licking it?}{If you don't like it, don't look at it. No one's begging you to.}{How about this, I suggest you open your phone's browser and download a game called Fang Mo. That way, people will attack you for playing Fang Mo.}{Playing Fang Mo for fun.}

There were also a lot of random comments that were refreshed rapidly, and FN57's blood pressure was visibly rising. She first quickly confronted each of them one by one, telling them that the male and female protagonists had obviously had plastic surgery, and then changed the subject.

"Your beloved older siblings have already kissed, and you're still standing there, right? Aren't you a bitch? You like to put yourself in someone's shoes, right? How shrunken must your brains be to be able to relate to such a clueless character?"

{Broken defense, broken defense.}{Oh, I'm anxious, don't be anxious yet, you will be anxious later.}

"Damn it! I'm giving you a chance! Damn it! Just wait!" FN57 immediately called the AI ​​of the Communications Technology Department and quickly changed his tone, "Boss, are you there? Boss, can you do me a favor?"

"You're welcome, please." During work hours, the AIs were obedient to the humanoids' orders, following them as long as they weren't too outrageous. While this felt a bit like a strange form of class oppression... AIs were built to work, and having robots discuss human rights was truly bizarre.

"Help me check the registered residence of these guys..." Rage 7 highlighted the most ruthless team-building players. "Next time I go to Advanced Warfare World, I want to make a real home visit immediately!"

"No problem." The intelligent body went through the rules in its head and found that doing so would not expose the Griffin Oasis base. It immediately looked up the addresses of these IPs and sent them to the humanoid.

"Damn it, I'm sending you a private message right now. Let's see if you guys are still awesome." FN57 quickly sent the addresses over, followed by his own foul mouth.

[Just wait, you're the only one who knows how to open the box, right? You're done, just wait for death.] The opponent seemed completely fearless, not caring at all about being opened, very brave. But when the humanoid wanted to argue, he found that the opponent had blocked him.

"Hmph, do you think this is the end? You bunch of...filial sons!" FN57 immediately and skillfully opened a small account to continue the private chat.

"Is it so fun to fight against humans?" FAL asked weakly while lying on the bed.

"It's so funny... If I hadn't been trained by MDR, I would have exploded by now. What's MDR? Humans are much more capable than MDR... I've never seen such a fast-paced iterative way of insulting! It's really eye-opening!" FN57, who was sitting on the sofa, said angrily, and then showed a very arrogant smile.

"Hahaha! You are the only one who wants to open my box? Can you find it? If you don't even know how to open it, what's the point of you living in this world? You spent some dirty money and got nothing, but you think you are great, right?" FN57 laughed very arrogantly, relying on the fact that the base could not be searched.

"Um, FN57, I just want to ask, what would you like to eat later?" FAL was still lying on the bed like a dead fish.

"Food...food? You need to consume at least one or two meals a day, otherwise your body won't be able to supply enough energy. But if you eat twice as much in one meal, you'll suffer from indigestion. The human body is really troublesome."

FN57 activated the fully automatic cursing script and started arguing with the other party, then looked up and sighed.

"That's not a lack of energy, it's just hunger, right? It's not like you haven't seen humans before, so stop acting so ignorant, okay?" FAL complained. "Besides, who says you can't eat two meals a day? Haven't you seen those noodle-eating streamers? One meal can easily last them two days."

"Captain, the plate looks huge because of the camera angle... I calculated that the video you watched only had the volume of three packs of instant noodles." FN57 said.

"...Instead of that, I have good news to tell you." FAL decisively changed the subject.

"What's the matter, my dear captain?" FN57 raised his eyebrows.

"The barbecue grill and smokeless charcoal I bought a long time ago are finally useful. I asked FNC to go to the cafeteria to get a bunch of beef, pork, seasonings, as well as lots of bacon and vegetables." FAL got up from the bed and said mysteriously.

"Barbecue? I can't pretend I didn't hear that." FN57's eyes became sharp.

"FN57 went to find their friends in Oasis. It is said that they used various chemicals and beer to mix a delicious drink that has never been seen before. It is said that they increased the freshness of the beer by 30%!" FAL said mysteriously.

"How can the freshness of beer be increased by 30%? Can this be quantified?" FN57 complained.

"Don't worry about it. Do you want to drink or not? We have a lot of different brands of alcohol in our base, but you have to try something different, right?" FAL said.

"Yeah, it won't cause any harm anyway." FN57 subconsciously thought of himself as a human. It's just alcohol, so what could go wrong?

"Let's get started! I'll hold up the bracket, and you pick out the coal and split it." FAL did what he said. He moved the scattered weapons, ammunition, boxes, etc. away, cleared a space in the middle of the dormitory, and placed the bracket there.

"Fortunately, we have a lax supervision here. The agent doesn't care if you play with fire in the dormitory. If this were a human dormitory, you would be warned just for starting an open flame." FN57 said as he took pieces of coal out of the box and put them under the barbecue rack.

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It was not difficult to make a fire in this place. FN57 took out his laser gun and fired a few shots at the coals to ignite them. The coals soon began to smoke. FA乛L checked the edge of the bracket and then threw a few dry wood onto the coals.

"These are the fruitwood firewood I ordered online. I heard they can add flavor to barbecue~" FAL explained.

"How do you add flavor to fruit wood? Isn't it just wood? Buying some cheap wood will do the trick, right? But anything is fine, as long as it can be used to grill meat." Although FN57 was a little confused, he didn't care too much.

The burning coals licked the firewood. Not long after, FN49 walked into the room, carrying large and small bags of vegetables, barbecue ingredients, meat and drinks.

Following her in came two drones, with plastic bags dripping with water hanging from their wings. After dropping the transport bags, the drones quickly took off.

The smoke drifted, allowing the air outside and inside to circulate. FN49 entered and closed the door behind her with her foot. She immediately placed her belongings on the floor, shook her head, rubbed her shoulders and arms, and began to moan.

"Captain, you are so free. You just set up a bracket and think you have done your job. Do you know how much effort it takes for us to carry such a small amount of material? But our bodies are so delicate and weak. We get tired at the slightest thing, and we get thirsty and hungry." FN49 complained while moving his arms.

"Can't you ask a drone to deliver it directly? Why do you have to carry a bunch back?" FN57 carefully stirred the coals in the barbecue grill.

"That's because all the public drones in the base have been used, and I had a lot of trouble intercepting two of them. Originally, if there were no special circumstances, these drones were not needed at all, and people could just move things themselves. So the base's transport drones have always been sufficient. But now it's different, now everyone has to use drones to help transport things." FN49 shrugged and said helplessly.

Public drones are similar to shared bicycles. When humanoids need drone assistance, they can simply send a signal to obtain permission from the nearest drone nearby, and then use the drone to do the work.