I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Professor..." "Commander?"

Two Oasis humanoids crouched before a table, staring in surprise at the beaming Sun Yang. One was the handsome pool boy Qiu, and the other was Pai Sen, an instructor from Vulcan Heavy Industries. They were discussing with some AIs and humanoids, iterating on a new humanoid training plan.

After all, Sun Yang's orders were to iterate the training plan according to the existing procedures first, and there was no rush to mass-produce new T-dolls. Although the Oasis T-dolls felt that this might be less efficient, they still carried out Sun Yang's request, gathering together several T-dolls who were more knowledgeable for comprehensive training.

Humanoids also need a database of training. The combat effectiveness of a blank humanoid and one that has been in combat for several years is very different. Analyzing and integrating this database is their current job.

"Professor, I look like a man. Maybe you shouldn't describe me as sweetheart or cutie." Qiu said, pointing to his face, and then he communicated secretly with Peter next to him with a serious look on his face.

"Did the Professor's mind get damaged by psionic energy back in XCOM? Doesn't he never bother with us? As a human male, I can understand his coldness towards me, considering I'm wearing a male body—why not try a female one? Honestly, though, his enthusiasm is really strange."

[I really agree.] Pai Sen also replied briefly.

The humanoids exchanged data very quickly, completing the communication in less than half a second. However, this communication data was completely open to Sun Yang, but the humanoids were not aware of this.

"Come on, have some snacks. Paison will give you some imported cigars. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me~" Sun Yang directly gave them a bunch of things they liked, and then sat down.

"There's nothing difficult at the moment, it's just... the task you gave us is, how should I put it, a bit vague." Qiu unpacked the package without hesitation and stuffed the snack into his mouth.

"Optimizing the training database is not a difficult task, but I need to formulate it based on the indicators of the body. Instead of making corrections based on inferred data. This is very inefficient, Commander." Pai Sen did not touch the cigarettes. He would still maintain the demeanor of a tough officer in front of Sun Yang.

"Pasen, you're not one of the T-dolls from Griffin's group, are you? Why are you calling the Professor 'Commander'? He's never commanded you, has he? And honestly, has the Professor ever actually commanded a battle? It seems like he's just been throwing T-dolls on the ground and letting them figure out how to advance. And the Professor, with just a fire poker, just broke down the enemy defenses, then sent the tactical T-dolls in to finish the job. How is that even considered commanding?"

"As long as the mission is accomplished, anything is fine. The commander possesses such formidable strength that he doesn't need elaborate strategies to achieve his goals. I believe the commander isn't incapable of command, but simply doesn't need to demonstrate it."

[There really are people like you? So, as long as your fist is big enough, you can push it down?]

The most efficient isn't necessarily the best option; the key points on the battlefield vary. However, if a commander relies on magical powers to transport troops and crush the enemy, then the traditional combat strategy based on logistics and firepower projection can be discarded. No one can defeat such a commander.

The two humanoids chatted at high speed while waiting for Sun Yang's order. Sun Yang suspected that almost all humanoids acted like this when facing him.

"Well...Qiu, can you carry out the infiltration mission?" Sun Yang said seriously.

"Are you asking me to be a gigolo, or to gather intelligence from female humans?" Qiu scratched his head, looking very embarrassed. "Professor, although I look like a male humanoid, and I admit that my pre-set body is quite handsome, I don't really want to have close contact with strangers... I'm essentially no different from Pascal, Drase, and the others. You can't treat me differently just because of my pre-programmed personality, right? This, this, really doesn't work."

Then, a lot of inner analysis and self-logical thinking came out of Qiu's internal thoughts.

"I haven't said anything yet... If the next world we go to is relatively peaceful, I'll send in some T-dolls with decent individual capabilities to explore the local environment. I can't handle it all on my own, as you all know."

Sun Yang complained to himself that he sometimes felt that he was too strict about the humanoids, even though they seemed very free and could move around.

But in fact, Sun Yang often does not let the humanoids come into contact with too much of the cultural environment of the new world. On the one hand, he is afraid that they will suffer losses by sending technology to the enemy. On the other hand, Sun Yang is also worried that the humanoids may want to join the guerrillas because the locals are too pitiful; the locals have been attacked by wild beasts and want to stay to help, but in the end they end up being stationed there.

In order to avoid this situation, Sun Yang never hesitates to provide the dolls with good food, drinks and fun things.

But now, Sun Yang feels that after visiting so many worlds, there are basically a bunch of messy things waiting to be solved. No one can live in peace, and there are only a lot of troubles.

And according to the records of outings that Sun Yang obtained from Pascal and the agent, the most common words the humanoids said when they were talking outside were: It’s so troublesome to do tasks outside, when can we go back to the base to rest?

Although he had some complaints about the dolls' record of being full of explosives, Sun Yang finally put his mind at ease. If he could provide the dolls with a more comfortable environment, they would naturally not have any ideas.

Since no other worlds were as safe and secure as the base, Sun Yang could decisively send out his humanoids to gather information. After such a long battle, even the most foolish humanoids had learned enough lessons.

It's not like someone would knock someone unconscious while walking, is it? Rather, being able to knock someone unconscious is a terrifying feat in itself. A single blow from a club would flatten their skull. That would require both a club and some strength. Even the aliens in XCOM couldn't pull that off.

"Professor, generally speaking, this seems to be called tourism." Qiu thought about Sun Yang's description and corrected the word.

"That's what I meant. Okay, I'll go find the next person." Sun Yang pinched Qiu and Pai Sen's cheeks. Pai Sen was obviously very stiff, and Qiu was also a little embarrassed.

However, Pai Sen did not ask the commander to practice with him or anything like that. Now Sun Yang could just throw a shot from the Sunlight Gun and paralyze his whole body, with more than half of his parts unable to function.

"Could it be that the professor has been spending too much time with those female-looking humanoids, causing his appetite to change, and his sexual orientation to shift? Why does he feel like a gay?" Qiu pointed at the training plan on the table while continuing his private conversation with Paison.

"I don't mind the Commander's preferences. But I do mind being targeted by the Commander..." Paison's expression was clearly uncomfortable. "I don't have that feature installed, and I don't need it."

"You're still bothered by this, aren't you?" Qiu complained, closing the door behind him.

Sun Yang, who had already walked away, straightened his clothes. He simply combed his hair, adjusted his clothes, and then took out an exquisite teddy bear.

He was about to meet his finale, his beloved, hard-working network security officer, Antonina. Speaking of which, Sun Yang was a little excited. After all, the other chores were nothing special, but this one had to be treated well and not be messed around with.

After taking a deep breath, Sun Yang knocked on the door, and after receiving a response, he opened the door casually.

"Oh! My dear Lady Antonina! The object of my ardent love! My unforgettable goddess of fate! Without you, there would be no me. My life cannot be without you. Please accept it..." Sun Yang hadn't finished reciting the opening poem he had spent several minutes memorizing when he saw Pascal and Antonina standing there, stunned. Next to them, the intelligent entities were enjoying the show.

Pascal was surprisingly calm, perhaps because there were so many humanoids around Sun Yang, and she had been mentally prepared. Pascal just looked at Antonina beside her.

"I'd rather die," Antonina said, then collapsed to the ground with a lifeless look in her eyes. "I've actually been working for this thing for so long. It's so hard for me."

It seems Antonina doesn't like this feeling very much. What a pity. Sun Yang shook his head helplessly.

500 Ten-Year Deadline

"Even I've never been pursued like this before..." Pascal couldn't help but complain as he looked at Sun Yang, who was frozen in place. "The professor is really partial to Antonina. Is he only being so attentive because he didn't succeed?"

"No, no, I just want to maintain a good relationship. After all, how do you describe Antonina's attitude towards me? A little stiff, a little cold? I wonder if I've neglected her too much?" Sun Yang subconsciously made a scumbag remark, "After all, Antonina has done so much for me, maybe I should give her a little more care, right?"

"Ahem! Professor, please stop talking. Your enthusiasm just makes me feel overwhelmed." Antonina immediately recovered from her dead-end state. She felt that her dear professor might say something unpleasant.

Although when fighting in the XCOM world, Antonina said that she should not be allowed to do too heavy tasks before the next mission, and that she should be taken out to play alone.

But after all, she made this decision without telling anyone around her. What if the professor just casually told others: "I'm going to postpone these few days' work. I want to go out and play alone with Antonina. Don't bother me."

That would make the days ahead difficult. Antonina was 100% certain that Pascal would drag her into a long conversation. She didn't want that. Antonina would rather have less time, just to be alone with the professor.

Well, let's talk about it later. There's still plenty of time. Antonina interrupted the professor forcefully and immediately got down to business.

"In short, please focus on your studies, Professor. We have something very important to explain. I was just discussing it with Pascal, so I haven't had time to report to you..." Antonina said.

Seeing Antonina like this, Sun Yang immediately put away his joking mood and asked with a serious face, "Is it serious? Do you want me to gather everyone here?"

"Well... Commander, I think you should take a look at it first. M4 - Lunisia's real body just sent us another electronic file not long ago. We have saved the file separately in an offline device, waiting for your review." Pascal pushed a tablet to Sun Yang.

M4's true form was to transport the already deceased Sun Yang to the Dark Souls world, and at the same time, accidentally made Sun Yang an undead. To be honest, Sun Yang was quite grateful to her. If she hadn't done this, Sun Yang would probably have considered driving a mecha or installing prosthetics to increase his combat power.

Sun Yang turned on the tablet, and the file automatically opened after detecting the supreme command authority. Inside was a piece of data and a small electronic file.

"Judging from the label, this is a software uninstaller. It looks ordinary." Antonina leaned in to take a look and immediately recognized what it was. But after all, this was sent by M4 itself, so I'm afraid this thing is more than just an uninstaller.

[Long time no see, dear Commander. Hmm... It seems my clone has been well nourished by you. This much information is enough to relieve my loneliness in Xi Arrangement... I really wish I could hug you in person.] M4's eyes flickered for a moment as she appeared on the tablet, a happy smile playing on her lips.

"It's over. Now even my original body is terrified." Antonina had an expression as if the world was about to end.

[But this peace can no longer last. Commander, I have observed... a disturbing future. Commander, since you have not yet returned, I cannot observe the future direction, but recently, I suddenly gained the ability to directly predict the future scenario 10 years from now.]

The time between now and 10 years from now is still a void and chaos, but all timelines point to the same ending 10 years later. You will become the captain of the Elmo, accompanied by a humanoid named Lightning. You and her will wander the Yellow Zone together. You have left Griffin and become a bounty hunter in the Yellow Zone.

You will then gather some wandering humanoids to carry out a mission. During this mission, you will drink excessively in the middle of a battlefield and be ambushed by a Vargyan roaming the Yellow Zone. Your humanoids will be nearly wiped out, and you will be abducted by the Vargyan gang.

"Ten years later, the professor only has one tactical doll by his side?" Pascal asked M10 on the comms.

"Of the old subordinates, only Lightning is left. The rest are all newcomers." M4 explained quietly.

"Ah? What a mess? How could I only have one humanoid around me? Even if I leave the team, there are still many people willing to follow me. In 10 years, the number of my troops has long since returned to the scale of a hundred people." Sun Yang frowned and said.

Ten years later... Sun Yang still had some recollection. It seemed the original story explained that the Commander had indeed spent those ten years in a state of confusion. But even if he was in such a state, it was impossible for only one person to follow him. As a Commander, he wouldn't abandon his own humanoid form.

"I'll show you some details. Commander, please remain calm." M4 said, and began playing a text transcript. Sun Yang read it word for word, while Antonina and Pascal beside him quickly scanned the file. Both expressed annoyance and confusion after reading through it.

"This... How could my future be so miserable! Did I just lie there for ten years? And what's with these files? How could the world's conflicts be relaxed enough in ten years to allow humanoids to move freely?"

"Even if the Luo Union was established ten years later, it wouldn't be able to create so many jobs! The lands developed by the Luo Union aren't even managed by the state. Isn't it all just companies pouring money into the work? These refugees will just become cheap labor, with humanoids competing with humans for jobs... Isn't that exactly the same as before?!"

Sun Yang sweatdropped as he read these long paragraphs of text. "After Griffin's fall, these ownerless T-dolls have no one to support them. They can't survive on their own... Without their fire control cores and anti-personnel attack permissions, these ownerless T-dolls will be easily dismantled into parts... How can they still brazenly say that they can find jobs if they spread the word? Have they been brainwashed?"

"And the idea of ​​free will is also questionable," Antonina tapped the table after reading the text. "Professor, we don't have any free will, and in fact, we don't need it. Naturally, all of us humanoids are happy to follow you. You treat humanoids better than any other 'lord' in the world. But even if we don't want to, humanoids will still offer their loyalty to their leader. This is the meaning of the humanoid's creation."

"Even RPK16 was guided in that way because its creator deliberately designed it that way. Perhaps RPK16 was simply responding to its creator's orders." Pascal added. She still remembered the experience of being bad-mouthed by RPK16 before it was formatted.

(See Chapter 396.)

"'You said you would set me free, but I just want ice cream.' I don't want the freedom to die outside. This place is nice, but I do want ice cream." Antonina said, leaning back in her chair.

Isn't this the text for Mind Fragments? Sun Yang was quite impressed by this, after all, he had triple-modified two M14s. He'd been grinding for Mind Fragments quite a bit.

"I'll build a cold storage specifically for you--" Sun Yang was interrupted by Antonina before he could finish his words.

"That's not what I meant. Don't be so nervous, professor. It's just that M4 hasn't finished speaking." Antonina pinched Sun Yang's palm.

"That's right, professor, please don't let your imagination run wild. If you do, I will... make sure you can't get out of bed! That way you won't be able to let your imagination run wild!" Pascal hugged Sun Yang from the side and calmed his anxious heart.

"I'm too excited... Please continue, M4." Sun Yang exhaled and continued to look at the tablet.

"Although I also believe this is an absurd future, the future has been forcibly twisted towards this moment... Commander, if you don't return to this world within 10 years, the future will be 'determined.' This is the limit of my power." M4's main body explained.

"Return within 10 years? I understand." Sun Yang breathed a sigh of relief. 10 years, no problem.

Ten years was enough for him to accomplish many things. He could even build an armed force that could take down the entire Girls' Frontline world without even needing that many years. He had been too lazy to do these things before, mainly because he considered that technology would continue to advance and that the Dolls still had a lot of skills that they hadn't fully mastered, so he didn't rush to build a large army.

The industrial base in the American apocalypse was already taking shape. According to the agent's report, within three years at most, all major industrial cities in North America would be completely occupied by the Griffins. Those humans had no chance of winning a counterattack.

Damn, it feels like Skynet... No, maybe even more impressive in terms of conventional technology. Skynet doesn't have all the wacky greenskin tech they have. Their incredible holographic technology alone: ​​holographic barriers, holographic guards, holographic vending machines, is already ridiculous enough.

Well, Sun Yang had to admit, he didn't really take the people of the End of the World seriously. What he was doing now was almost like keeping them in captivity... But he didn't feel guilty about it. Here, only the humanoids around him were the most important; they were his right-hand men.

Sun Yang wouldn't say that the lives of the Dolls were more noble than those of humans. These Dolls were his troops, his fighting power, his capital for fighting. These Dolls... belonged to him.

Everyone knows that one's family is far more important than those humans, familiar or unfamiliar. Sun Yang only needs to ensure that his humanoids are well off before he can spare the energy to deal with others.

Sun Yang is not a savior, nor does he consider himself one. He still helps one faction defeat another, but compared to responsibility and morality... Sun Yang may be more inclined to fight for profit, or simply out of anger.

[I will always look forward to your return, Yang. The next time we meet, I hope you can hold me tightly and kiss me until I suffocate...] M4 finally gave an ambiguous smile and prepared to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute, you stupid guy! What is this electronic file?!" Antonina shouted quickly.

[Eh? Sese's true form? Didn't I tell you?] M4 was embarrassed for a moment, then put on a pretentious expression and introduced herself.

This is the electronic bomb I found in Futuroscope, called the "Pursuit Uninstaller." A strange name, isn't it? This electronic bomb can destroy all data within a designated container... a humanoid, a computer, a server... If you use it on a central server in a country, all linked data will be irreversibly erased. I've tested it, and there's no defense.

"That's not an electronic bomb, it's an electronic nuclear bomb!" Even the calm Antonina cried out. She quickly pulled a data cable from her stomach, connected it to a nearby computer, and quickly began processing. M4 said there was no defense, which meant that even Zion technology couldn't handle it... Antonina didn't dare to mess around with it.

I trust you'll make good use of it. Um, my data limit has been reached... Good night, Yang. I love you.

"I love you too, M4. As always." Sun Yang said solemnly.

M4 finally gave an ambiguous smile, and the data traffic across the world was finally exhausted.

"This is really great information for me... Now I can't just fish for three days and dry the net for two days. It's time to take some actions in advance." Sun Yang patted his cheeks and cheered himself up.

501 Intensive

"Having said that, I don't intend to urge the various scientific research projects to speed up—after all, scientific research can't be rushed. If time is running out, then relying on existing technology will be no problem. Don't put too much pressure on yourself."

Sun Yang looked at the anxious Pascal and the grumpy Antonina beside him, and hugged them both to comfort them.

"Professor, please don't hug me without hesitation," Antonina pushed away Sun Yang's dishonest hand. However, she did so mainly because Pascal's subtle gaze made her feel a little uncomfortable. "Really, is the professor so casual with everyone? He would even do anything in front of Pascal... Pascal, don't spoil the professor too much!"

Antonina scolded Pascal again, but the latter just smiled with some annoyance. He had no intention of lecturing his professor.

"Ah... Never mind, you didn't really do anything. I've done everything I could here, just call me if you need anything. I'm not a rigid humanoid, I know things are a bit troublesome right now, just call me when you need me." Antonina scratched her long green hair and said helplessly.

"Professor, the humanoid armed forces are much stronger than the new Soviet forces of the same period. Each power armor can defeat an infantry company that lacks anti-armor firepower. But we have not made any development in armored forces for a long time." Pascal quickly stuffed some previously compiled reports into Sun Yang's hands.

Sun Yang was well aware of these matters. He had reorganized the Iron Blood Force with a large number of puppet troops. The tactical humanoids had undergone numerous iterations, even adopting advanced power armor. However, the armored units, from which the heavy armored squad had been transferred, remained largely unchanged. At most, missile launchers were added to the existing units, along with a holographic production machine.

"After all, I don't have many opportunities to use armored units..." Sun Yang complained to himself. The current situation was that the mobility and combat performance of the tactical humanoids were too amazing, far more powerful than his armored units.

In addition, what he did usually did not require the deployment of armored clusters, so Sun Yang never paid much attention to his armored forces.

Armored units can only be deployed when there are many targets to attack and the area of ​​operation is large. The problem for Sun Yang is that if he wants to use his armored forces, he must establish a reliable logistics base, which can be easily discovered and destroyed. In addition, the logistics supply of ammunition and spare parts must be completed by Sun Yang himself.

If he were in the city, what Sun Yang needed most was not a tank, but a sturdy means of transportation. In terms of firepower, he was even more powerful than a tank.

This resulted in Sun Yang's armored force being a completely lame project, but other armed forces had grown well, and Sun Yang himself did not fight battles that required armored forces to play a role, so it had been able to drag on until now without any problems.

"Let me think about it. Rocket launchers, missile launchers, armed helicopters, bombers and the like...there really is no development at all." Sun Yang looked at the report and recalled. It seemed that he really had not asked the scientific research humanoids to develop similar long-range attack firepower until now.

After all, Sun Yang had never fought a full-scale group army, and his battles were generally limited to a single area. If he wanted to, he could sneak into the local garrison, mobilize his men, and destroy the military area... There was really no chance of a real fight.

"Until now, the reorganized Heavy Squad is still using the weapons provided by Atlas. The professor should occasionally pay attention to these matters. Upgrading these weapons requires a long time of adjustment and accumulation... That's what Crocchi said."

Pascal wasn't as optimistic as Sun Yang. She knew full well that upgrading armored weapons would take a long time and could easily lead to mistakes. Even relying on the humanoid's ability to trial and error would still take a considerable amount of time.

"Actual combat data..." Sun Yang hesitated for a moment and said decisively, "We don't have actual combat data ourselves, so we can ask for it from people who have similar data."

"Professor, what you mean is... asking Atlas for combat data? Although the weapons used are indeed the same, and Atlas is still dealing with battles and conflicts of all sizes around the world, it has rich practical experience." Pascal immediately understood Sun Yang's idea.

"I'm just making a copy to borrow and browse through. Pascal, contact Croce and let her know about going to Atlas to collect data. This time, I'll need a group of medical T-dolls and a group of T-dolls skilled in electronic warfare. I'm not talking about you, Antonina. You should stay at the base and rest well to recharge your energy."

Seeing that Antonina looked ready, Sun Yang quickly combed her hair to tell her not to be so nervous.

"Those so-called T-dolls who are good at electronic warfare are all amateurs in my opinion. But the world Atlas is in is the first world I've come into contact with, and I've already figured out its level. I took the time to compile a complete set of decoding information and also upgraded our communication protocol." Antonina passed a data packet to Pascal.

"When did you make it?" Even Pascal had no idea. This time, it was really made secretly.