I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Although he had many doubts, work did not wait for anyone, so he hurriedly ran with these things. If he was late, he would be in trouble.

As he turned a corner, he saw the white-haired girl codenamed "Makarov" get out of the car again and drag a beggar who was looking up at the sky on the roadside back in. She looked like a daring street sweeper.

***

The humanoids were very efficient. In just one day, the team found over a hundred people to replace their arms. They were mostly refugees, drug addicts, scavengers, illegal immigrants, and odd jobs.

Only these people were unable to replace their robotic arms. They were missing limbs and were living in poverty, waiting to die. When the humanoids saw this, they rushed over and replaced their robotic arms with prosthetics.

Although most people were thanked afterward, many frightened citizens still called to complain. Although the new arm was really nice, the process was really scary.

The information about these complaints was quickly gathered by Sun Yang. He looked at the complaint reports and the humanoid team that continued to race around the streets, looking for targets.

So Sun Yang opened the communication channel.

"You idiots! I told you to find someone to replace your limbs with new ones, but you only remembered to replace them? Look at what you did, forcibly kidnapping people for transformation. How is this different from the Uzumaki Gang?"

"Talk and communicate properly. Don't kidnap people first and explain later! The following teams will get fresh food and a complete set of kitchen utensils from headquarters tomorrow and go apologize to them."

Sun Yang reviewed the investigation report. Several teams, driven by the desire for efficiency, had severely injured a scavenger team, then had medical humanoids remove their metal arms and legs, clean the wounds, and replace them with new mechanical limbs.

Sometimes Sun Yang felt that the humanoids in the base had been out of touch with society for too long, and there were no underlying orders prohibiting attacking humans, which caused their thinking patterns to become very strange.

The older T-dolls still knew what to do and would make informed decisions based on the situation. However, many new T-dolls that lacked experience, or those built using the latest technology, often did the most inexperienced things.

During the process of technological iteration, the headquarters produced different versions of tactical figures in small batches. This process is like first developing and producing the AN94, and then producing the AK12 and AK15.

A while ago, thanks to the continuous efforts of the Oasis R&D team, a new tactical figure template was finalized. Using randomly generated body models and mind cloud maps, the latest batch of tactical figures was also produced in small batches.

After a long period of collective learning and training, these experimental humanoids also joined the door-to-door sales team.

As a result, these teams seriously injured the scavengers or did other strange things in order to complete their tasks.

"Should we learn from a certain great man and disband the old T-dolls, appointing them as captains of the new ones, and then teach them in actual combat? The T-dolls' mental clouds do have growth potential, so staying in a large base forever is pointless..."

Sun Yang looked at the data report and decided to give it a try. It wasn't reliable to let these rookies go out and do things on their own, so he decided to let the veterans guide the newbies.

Despite these complaints, other users gave Sun Yang's products rave reviews. However, that same night, several of those who had received new arms died in brawls or were secretly kidnapped and killed by a group of people.

Sun Yang didn't care if someone died in a brawl, but if someone died in a kidnapping, that was a problem. The kidnappers were clearly after the new robotic arm, and Sun Yang remembered a force in the background: the Scavengers, sometimes called Kidney Harvesters.

These guys will be attracted by your good prosthetic body and will not kill you directly after kidnapping you.

There are many sick rich people who want natural organs, and some companies need materials for medical experiments. These scavengers will use their connections to sell the body parts of the kidnapped people, or just pack and sell them away.

Damn, who's going to buy my prosthetic limb after this? I was hoping to sell at a low profit margin, but if these scavengers mess with my business, won't it be ruined? Sun Yang's rage rose as soon as he saw the report.

But the Scavengers were a loose organization, unlike Whole Foods, which had a building waiting for people to attack. Sun Yang had to send his dolls to do the work.

"...Let's start here then. It's time for the dolls to get out and about more often and stretch their legs."

As the number of humanoids summoned by Sun Yang gradually increased and the dormitory was completed, he could command more and more humanoids here.

The manpower needed for the business has been filled. To put it simply, he only needs to make a list and ask the T-dolls stationed in other worlds to transport these supplies. He will directly teleport them to Night City, and the T-dolls in Night City will then place them in batches.

For things like acquiring supplies, you can just ask Atlas Company, they've always done this. And Sun Yang only needs to spend some mana to teleport them over.

After his business gradually gained a foothold, he needed a humanoid to perform other tasks, some more dangerous ones, perhaps to eliminate harm for the people.

As for troublesome matters like mercenary reconnaissance, just leave them to Mann's team.

537 Arrange Work

After making his decision, Sun Yang immediately began the personnel transfer. However, he was solely responsible for proposing ideas and requirements, leaving the execution risks and necessary tasks to the responsible humanoids. As each profession has its own expertise, these tasks were more appropriately delegated to management humanoids who understood their subordinates and were familiar with the procedures; he was no micromanager.

"So, Professor, what are your specific ideas?" Pascal casually sat on the sofa in the company's office, surrounded by several captains of elite humanoid teams. The Iron Blood Works maid hadn't arrived; as usual, she remained at the main base to maintain daily operations.

"I think now is the time to gather intelligence everywhere. The number of tactical humanoids and oasis humanoids is sufficient, and the corresponding equipment has been prepared. Although individual power armor and armored units are still in the research and development stage, such powerful firepower is not needed inside Night City. At least at this point in time, we don't need to go to war with this world." Sun Yang talked freely.

"That's no problem. The Oasis and Griffin T-dolls will be responsible for different tasks. After some investigation, we can confirm that the vast majority of local combatants are no match for the T-dolls. But we still need you to point out the target for us," Pascal nodded. The Griffin and Oasis T-dolls have completely different strengths.

"Two directions, the company and the gang. Let me make it clear first, I am only responsible for making suggestions, you can discuss and make decisions among yourselves, and I will cover any problems. Let's talk about the company first: Kangtao weapons production technology, Tsunami military production technology, and medical technology, these need to be obtained. Smart weapons are easy to make, but micro-guided bullets are not easy to make." Sun Yang threw these requirements to the humanoids.

"Let's leave this to Team 404. We've stolen all sorts of military materials before, so we have experience," UMP45 said, fiddling with her hair. "But is this a good idea, Commander? You seemed to have a complicated expression when you mentioned Kang Tao. What's the hidden story?"

"There is no hidden secret, and it's useless for me to think about it. Kangtao doesn't know me, and they won't sell the design drawings. I don't think it's possible to conduct normal transactions or obtain the design drawings from corporate spies. You can use any means, bribe mercenaries or find middlemen. But try not to expose the company." Sun Yang said.

The blueprints were all that mattered; Sun Yang had no other concerns. He would not establish a relationship with Kang Tao, nor would he show any intimacy. He knew full well that further contact and communication would only increase his own pain and anxiety.

"Next is the medical field. We have accumulated a large number of medical intelligent entities in Oasis over the years. Their mental growth and medical technology levels are quite good, but they are still not mature enough to blend in with humans. Let this group of medical intelligent entities form a team with the new tactical humanoid team first. They still need training. And those experienced humanoids, whether they are from Oasis or working in Griffin, all those with a medical background will be packed up and sent to the medical system." Sun Yang ordered.

Even though Night City is an extremely bad place, it is undeniable that their medical technology has made great progress. Think about how rampant prosthetics and super-two-dimensional technology are in Night City, and behind this rampant is the world's advanced research on human tissue.

Although Sun Yang wasn't interested in combat prosthetics, he was very interested in medical matters. Many medical technologies, which were only available to the wealthy, were the foundation of saving lives, and Sun Yang wanted to obtain them no matter what.

"I'll prepare these, don't worry." Pascal nodded slightly. The medical dolls who had followed the professor from the beginning were no less skilled than Night City's cybernetic doctors or surgeons. They were already elites before entering the Oasis. After so much training, they could easily infiltrate Night City's medical system. Elites are elites wherever they go.

"Finally, according to Antonina's report... Whole Foods is finally coming to negotiate. AR team, follow me, I estimate that a big battle is inevitable." Sun Yang simply nodded to the AR team.

Although Sun Yang also wanted to deploy this team in other places, the AR team was a group of humanoids with strong combat and survivability capabilities. It was no problem for them to kill people on a street with their bare hands, but if they wanted to steal things, they still needed support from the rear.

"Then what should we do? Just stand by and watch? Is today another day of sitting on the bench?" AK12 asked, leaning against the wall.

"Rebellious Team, your mission is to monitor the movements of the Arasaka Group and military technology. You need to cooperate with Antonina's hacker team. If necessary, I will also lend you the Mann Team. If they notice our actions, I need you to warn us." Sun Yang said.

"What you said sounds nice, but this is just a boring surveillance mission. Not only me, AK15 also wants to have a refreshing battle~" AK12 waved his hand, as if to express dissatisfaction.

"Arasaka Group has something I really want... Soul Killer, Divine Domain, RELIC Chip. But these things won't appear yet, and I must ensure that Arasaka doesn't pay too much attention to me before they appear. So please, AK12." Sun Yang explained sincerely.

"I know, I will complete the mission well. Commander, the high-end missions are all reconnaissance and surveillance, and the others are all combat-related. After all, we are considered the ace combat force of the Soviet Security Bureau, right? But you always let us do the work of scouts..." AK12 sighed helplessly, and finally agreed.

"Regarding the gang... We're mixing the elite second-tier tactical T-dolls with the new tactical T-doll squads. I simply hope they can grow through combat, and Night City, with its chaotic mix of good and bad, is the perfect place for that. However, these are just the public forces. Behind the scenes, we're preparing a separate T-doll unit, specializing in investigations and covert combat. That's all I have to say."

Sun Yang then supplemented some details with the humanoids, and soon a large number of humanoids were selected, and those iron-blooded puppets with combat experience were placed in the company's warehouse. When the battle situation becomes bad or an emergency requires manpower, these iron-blooded puppets will let the opponent understand what despair is.

To put it simply, it means "Sun Yifeng, you are hiding the cow again."

***

Violence, money, power... these desires have shaped Night City's distorted ecology. Countless people have flocked here, countless have perished tragically. Yet, people from all over the world still yearn for this place, this pearl in the desert. Countless people pursue their dreams here, and the vast majority will become the nourishment of this city.

However, this kind of people does not include Sun Yang. The resources he controls make it easy to occupy the ecological niche of this city. Since arriving here, his starting line is not at the same height as others.

If this world was the first one he arrived in, Sun Yang might have continued to fight with the humanoids in this city, and then slowly met various cyborg doctors, and dealt with gangs and middlemen in various regions.

He would constantly hone his undead body during the battle, training it to a level far beyond that of a human, and fight against those who used prosthetics. If it were just an ordinary person's body, Sun Yang would probably undergo prosthetic transformation without hesitation to ensure a certain level of combat capability and survival ability.

But these were just ifs. Sun Yang was incredibly thankful he didn't start in Night City. While the technology there was truly advanced, both survival and combat were still quite difficult. Honestly, it would have been better to start in the Mojave Desert; at least the people there were easier to bully.

Sun Yang gathered his wandering thoughts. His office was deserted. After all, under his instructions, the dolls were all busy with their respective responsibilities.

Next it depends on how these dolls perform. I hope they won’t disappoint me.

538 field visits

After about a month of operation at Griffin Oasis, the humanoids finally began large-scale operations. Following the Commander's instructions, the humanoids were divided into different teams, infiltrating every aspect of Night City in an effort to uncover everything the Commander needed.

The initial action began with a combat team led by newly recruited tactical dolls, roaming the streets. These tactical dolls were instructed to hone their combat and coordination abilities using common kinetic weapons. Nothing could be better than actual combat.

Their goal is to conduct a thorough search for scavengers, no matter what means are available.

The day after the commander issued the order, several groups of humanoids, armed with pistols and submachine guns, returned to the streets of Santo Domingo. They were there to both trouble the street sweepers and to apologize to the victims they had previously assaulted. The new humanoids were truly reckless.

"This is our apology, please accept it. Please continue to support our products in the future!"

The lead M14 knocked on the door of a house in the Santo Domingo area, nestled in the sewer pipe. Under the quizzical gazes of the surrounding residents, they delivered a large box of fresh produce, along with a submachine gun and its corresponding ammunition. The residents quickly calmed down; after all, such fresh produce was still quite valuable in Night City. The submachine gun also looked high quality.

"Thank you, M14," a stoic T-doll nearby replied over the comms channel. She wore a gray overcoat, clutching a replica of a local submachine gun, and wore a reserved demeanor. This was the typical attire of the newer T-dolls.

"If it weren't for you, we wouldn't know how to deal with these humans. These humans... are very unfriendly." Another new humanoid continued.

"All of you should follow me and learn carefully. Really, you all act like teenagers, impulsive and don't think before doing things. You should use your mouth more when communicating with people. You will suffer losses if you only use your gun." M14 said to the several human figures of different sizes standing behind him.

When his own commander approved the creation of the new humanoid, he did not approve the iterative updates to the mental model. At most, he optimized the algorithm to extend the expected lifespan of the humanoid mind.

The Commander still insists on using older technology. These humanoids have a certain degree of randomness and the possibility of self-growth, but compared to the RO635, whose mind space is completely open, or the RPK16, which has no restrictions, they still have some growth restrictions.

After all, the Commander doesn't think this environment is suitable for nurturing humanoids. Look at these guys, their concept of humanity has become very vague. Growing up, the only people they can interact with are the humanoids in the base and a few undead.

In the minds of these new humanoids, the commander is the highest authority holder, the others are equals or superiors, and "humans" are just one of the people with whom they can communicate.

These new tactical humanoids are usually responsible for the defense of various bases. When facing humans, they only need to point the way or say something like "The front is a military restricted area, no entry".

Apart from that, they would only use weapons and fists to communicate with humans who wanted to sneak into the base, and the result was usually several more human corpses in the base.

[Communication is difficult. We need IFF data. Communication is difficult. Captain M14, what is the next mission?] The new T-dolls listened to M14's warning with some distress, but quickly turned their attention to the mission.

"What's your mouth for? Do you have to make a communication every time you encounter a situation? If you don't know what to say and what not to say, go back to the base and learn again." M14 poked the new humanoid's head.

"I, I understand. Captain, please lead us to the next step. I don't want to go back to base and learn all over again." The humanoid said a few words and then closed his mouth.

"I won't let you run all the time. Now that things are almost done, I'll take you out to play. There are a lot of fun things in Night City, but it's a pity that none of you know how to find things to do and you easily offend people. Speaking of this, I have something to ask you, those of you watching the fun over there." M14 changed the subject and pointed at the few people watching the fun over there.

The new tactical dolls had difficulty communicating, but they were indeed very skilled in combat. As soon as M14 finished speaking, they had already pointed their guns at the citizens who were watching the fun.

"Hey, we're just passing by!" They quickly raised their hands.

"Some kidney-stealing men have been coming to this place recently, so you have to be careful. Also, if anyone can provide some clues, I will give them some money." M14 asked these people carelessly.

These people hurriedly shook their heads. They were just people who made a living by picking up garbage, and they couldn't afford to offend even a scavenger.

As Night City's most notorious provider of Black Mewtwo materials and the source of organ trafficking, the Scavengers are the nightmare of all citizens. They will even catch company executives with platinum membership packages.

"Lies! They need to be tortured!" After a brief thought, a new humanoid at the back believed that these humans did not provide the intelligence needed by the humanoids, so in order to improve efficiency, they needed to spit out some useful information, and the fastest way without killing people was torture.

"Provide information, or die!" The other humanoid adjusted her tone and expression aggressively. She now looked like an excited corporate private soldier.

"You really need to relearn," M14 pressed the guns down from their hands. "You'll never be able to integrate into society with the way you look. Sorry, the people I'm with are soldiers from the corporate war era, and they sometimes react more violently. I'll keep an eye on them."

Despite M14's instructions, the remaining people quickly fled.

It was estimated that within a day the rumor about this team would spread throughout the area, and soon the rumor would reach the ears of the local gang, the Sixth Street Gang.

M14 was well aware of this. She scratched her head and decided to reunite with the other teams first, to discuss the matter before deciding whether to contact the Sixth Street Gang.

I wonder if they can just replace the Sixth Street Gang and have the Commander take over this area?

M14 is well aware of the chaotic security situation in Night City. The so-called street forces can hardly maintain a stable presence. Dozens of new gangs emerge every day, and a week later they may all die at the hands of others.

These gangs, which consist of only a few to a dozen people, often become fleeting.

Only those gangs with the largest number of people, the most powerful forces, or those with companies or forces backing them can survive for a long time.

For example, the Tiger Claws are backed by Arasaka, the Six Streets are backed by military technology, and the Valentinos are managed by a foresighted middleman, the Priest.

As for the other major gangs, each had its own way of doing things. M14 had already learned this information through Oasis's electronic warfare dolls...or what you might call intelligence warfare dolls. After considering it for a few seconds, M14 could only report this idea to the doll chat room.

As expected, this idea was rejected. The commander said that it was okay to deal with the scum at the bottom now, but it was not advisable to directly clear out a large gang and then take over. Now is not the time to kill all the bad guys from below.

Well, after all, our commander is not an idealist. He will not consider full mobilization until he gets what he wants. M14 has no thoughts, and will not feel disappointed or excited. As long as the commander finally handles these things, it will be fine.

Perhaps she wasn't that different from the newer humanoids, and M14 didn't care that much about their lives. It was just that she had been around for so long, and her experience and knowledge were enough to allow her to disguise herself as a robot capable of interacting normally with humans.

To use the commander's gossip, she is now fully capable of doing the job of T800, and may even do better.

"Is this a humanoid...shackle?" M14 muttered to herself. However, the newly recruited humanoids around her had already taken her away from the area. The captains of the other teams were establishing a local area network communication with her to discuss the next action plan.

539 First Negotiation with the Sixth Street Gang

Soon, the leaders of more than a dozen teams gathered nearby and briefly exchanged their opinions on the local area network.

After a discussion among several elite humanoids, the humanoids in charge of the River Valley area finally decided to meet with the Six Street Gang, or at least say hello.

After all, any local gang with a little bit of common sense would be able to detect that something was wrong when a group of armed strangers were wandering around their territory gathering information.

"As long as we explain things clearly, there should be room for negotiation. What's that saying? We can't break the rules of the underworld. You guys wait here while a few captains and I go talk to them offline. Too many people will only make things worse."

M14 put his rifle on his back, cut off the communication, and turned to look at the group of newbies behind him.

"Is it okay? Will the humans just dismantle it? The commander specifically told us not to reveal our identities. He said that would be very troublesome." The new humanoid asked.

"These people are not even as good as the rebels of the New Soviet Union. You stay here and I will call for reinforcements when needed." M14 patted the heads of these new humanoids and turned to walk into a restaurant a street away.

The new humanoids enlarged their visual modules and immediately identified many Sixth Street Gang fighters nearby. These fighters were equipped with combat stimulants and grenades, and looked quite real.

The captains of other humanoid teams also appeared from all directions and walked into the restaurant without hesitation, completely ignoring these combatants.

The remaining new T-dolls had no other choice but to squat on the street corners, pull out their phones to browse the local network, or chat nonsense on the LAN to kill time.

[Ugh... Do we still have to deal with humans? I'm fine with them lying, but it's such a hassle to go through all the roundabout ways and go through so much trouble trying to communicate with them. Not only is the efficiency of human communication incredibly low, I really don't understand.]

A new T-doll, known only by a number, sat by the roadside, complaining in the chat room. Passersby ignored these new T-dolls, at most finding their outfits too retro.