I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"That's right. You have comfortable living conditions and can restore your degraded senses. You want to help the weak and eradicate the villains, then I will arrange it. You want to challenge the strong? That's great. The company is full of strong people. You can kill them all and do good deeds."

Sun Yang generously took care of all the undead's needs. After seeing the promises he'd made, and the life depicted in Mewtwo, the undead present were tempted. Even those who had no particular requirements for living and accommodation were equally impressed. After all, who would want to live in a lousy place when they could live in a good place?

After some deception and negotiation, Sun Yang got what he wanted and transferred all these undead people with trustworthy moral standards to the base in Night City.

Although the humanoids need to spend some time to arrange them, there are only a dozen of them, so just sprinkle some water.

568 Rukatiye's Assistance

At the main base in the KENSHI world, Rukatiye's surgery has been completed.

The Sian Westin implant surgery went smoothly. It was difficult for the surgery to fail when facing Rukatiye, who had a strong self-regeneration ability and a heart strong enough to block bullets.

"It seems a little strange." Rukatiye couldn't help scratching her back. The artificial spine she had just installed had been fixed, and the skin that had been cut had also regenerated. Only the scars left after the operation were left, which felt a little itchy.

She looked at the humanoids who had just finished the operation. The alloy scalpels in their hands were still glowing blue. This was because the birdmen stationed at the main base had enchanted the scalpels, otherwise the humanoids would not be able to perform the operation on Rukatiye.

"I have performed many prosthetic transplant operations at the Trauma Team Hospital in Night City. I have also downloaded the relevant surgical records. There is no problem with the operation itself. Do you want to try it first to see how it works?" The human figure took off the blood-stained disposable surgical gown and threw it into the trash can beside him.

"Maybe it needs some adjustment..." After saying this, Rukatiye had an idea and started Sian Westin.

In an instant, everything around stopped, and the human figure in front of him stared at the air with his mouth open.

Rukatiye changed into the prepared underwear and a loose pullover skirt, and quickly tied her hair up. When she put on her clothes and tidied herself up, the figure slowly turned its head, its face full of surprise.

According to common sense, the Sian Westin cannot be operated for such a long time at a time. Neither the prosthesis nor the user's body can withstand it.

This is why many people wearing Sianweistan can only selectively attack those high-threat targets, or rush at a distance at high speed. It's not that they don't want to keep it open, but they can't do so.

Players like David Martinez who could open the game many times in a short period of time in one day were indeed very talented, but he encountered a heavy hammer in the end - someone whose talent and degree of transformation far exceeded his.

And now Rukatiye is like Dio who sucked Jotaro's blood. She doesn't feel any burden. The prosthesis behind her is just slightly warm, and her body doesn't feel any discomfort.

"You--" The human-shaped mouth uttered words. After waiting for a while and feeling that it was a waste of time, Rukatiye opened the door and walked out.

A large number of humanoids and drones were shuttling back and forth in the base, and batches of new tactical humanoids were undergoing combat and confrontation training under the leadership of the remaining elderly humanoid instructors.

On the other side, hundreds of Iron-Blooded puppets that had completed their patrol missions returned to the maintenance room under the leadership of high-level Iron-Blooded humanoids.

Further away, the heavily armored teams that had been slacking off all day were captured by researchers from the Oasis Weapons Laboratory. It seemed that they were going to test new weapons, so they needed to use their mental models.

Rukatiye timed herself, and after a few minutes, she began to feel something was wrong. She felt herself growing heavy and tired, and the heat on her back gradually became scorching.

Stop. Rukatiye stopped Sian Westin. She was standing right in front of the humanoid figure in the Oasis weapons laboratory, intending to see what they were going to do.

"Rukatiye?" Kroch was pressing the figure of a heavily armored squad member, asking her to copy her combat experience to the server for iterating tactics. "You're all smoking right now. Is that okay?"

Krocchi was quite familiar with Rukatier. After all, a long time had passed since they left the magic ship, so he wasn't at a loss for words when they met.

"I feel fine," Rukatiye stretched, a wisp of mist rising from her body. "I'll probably just rest for a while before continuing."

"Hmm..." Crochet looked at Rukatier with amusement. She seemed to have a new idea. "You should let the doctors check your body instead of testing your limits yourself. It's very dangerous."

"The worst that can happen is that the prosthesis is damaged. So what are you doing?" Rukatiye ignored Croce's words and asked about the development process.

"The new heavy tanks, air support aircraft, and transport planes are almost complete. I've reserved some redundancy for technical upgrades... and the testing phase is almost here. Pascal plans to apply for the creation of some pilot dolls," Croce checked the data after transferring it. "Hmm... I might as well use Atlas's actual combat data; at least that's more comprehensive."

"These things...Does Sun Yang know about these things?" Rukatiye suddenly realized at this time that the humanoids were developing super weapons, as if Sun Yang had hardly mentioned anything.

"I've made a report, and the professor has given me full authority. His requirement is that our system can overthrow the entire Night City on its own. He has no other requirements." Crochet said.

Simple-minded Rukatiye could only nod. She didn't understand these things either. Anyway, Sun Yang just knew this, and Rukatiye didn't care about it. She was just focused on fighting, eating, drinking, and having fun. She didn't have much else to pursue in life.

"It's nothing. I'll go check it out." Rukatiye said and was about to leave.

"Wait a moment, when you were using this prosthesis, did you feel anything special? For example, severe pain, hallucinations, abnormal anger and irritability?" Crochet grabbed Rukatier who was about to leave and asked him directly.

"No feeling. I've rested well." Rukatiye truly felt nothing. If she had gotten dizzy and nauseous so easily, she would have died a thousand times in Dolan Gureg. Only a resilient undead could have survived.

"I have some ideas..." Crochet paused as he looked at Rukatiye, then moved to the other side of the square at a speed that was barely noticeable to her. "If the data is reliable, the last problem with the new body will be solved..."

***

After careful testing, the humanoids confirmed that Rukatiye could use the prosthetics indefinitely. Even if she overused them to the point of overheating, it wouldn't matter; Rukatiye's body could easily withstand the side effects of the overheating.

This incredibly powerful body is indeed the envy of many tactical humanoids. To become stronger, humanoids can only upgrade their hardware and software, while undead can do so by simply killing people. In comparison, it is much easier for undead to become stronger.

However, Rukatiye didn't have much time to rest. She had just finished her testing work when she received a call from Sun Yang. Rukatiye clicked on the call and saw Sun Yang's tired-looking face.

"There's something I need your help with," Sun Yang rubbed his palms together on the other end of the phone. "I've brought over the strong men from Dolan Gureg. I plan to use them as a special reserve force, waiting for the right time to be deployed into battle. You know, veteran Bradley and the others."

Rukatiye finally understood why those humanoids sometimes looked so sad and reluctant. His own man always quietly brought in some strange people and technology, then came to ask for help.

"You're really going all out to replenish your combat power. It's not enough for me, is it?" Rukatiye teased. It was her duty to help her man deal with his troubles. After all, family members always help each other. "Okay, don't be so sad. I'll help."

"Thanks for your help, Rukatiye. Uh, I just realized that these people have no experience living in a modern city, and I don't know how to explain it to them. It just so happens that you, Rukatiye, have lived in Dolan Gureg for a long time and have lived with me for a long time, so I think it should be easy for you to explain what's happening to them."

Sun Yang chattered on and on about his thoughts, then looked at Rukatiye eagerly.

"Alright, leave it to me. But these people need to live farther away from us. It's best to wait until I teach them everything, and then drive them out to live in different parts of the city. Living in a large group will definitely cause problems," Rukatiye added some details to Sun Yang. "I've finished the testing here, so take me over."

Sun Yang nodded across the screen and swung his spiral sword. A powerful pull emanated from above Rukatiye's head, sending her spinning like she was being sucked into a toilet bowl. When she came to, she was standing before Sun Yang.

Bab. Rukatiye kissed Sun Yang, and after chatting a little, he changed his clothes and went out to meet these undead people he hadn't seen for a long time.

These undead people who were pulled over by Sun Yang were still in a daze. More than a dozen of them were thrown into the office by Sun Yang. Some of them pointed at the snacks and drinks in the office curiously, while others discussed countermeasures.

When Rukatiye came out of the room, the undead who had fought the BOSS with her recognized her.

"You are Miller's Rukatiye. I remember you were very close to Sun Yang." Gulenkel rubbed his eyes and thought for a moment. "Have you been hanging out with him for a long time?"

"It's been a while now. I'm his wife now. According to your cultural circle, I should be called Mrs. Sun, or Miller's Rukatiye Sun?" Rukatiye admitted it frankly.

"You've already found time to get married? You guys are living such a carefree life," Grenkel shook his head in disbelief. "I guess we need to learn how to live in this new world from you. I just looked out the window, and I couldn't understand anything. It's a completely unfamiliar world."

"I don't think it's that strange," Rukatiye recalled the people she had killed at night recently. "People are still the same people, and the rules are always the same. You will learn it soon."

Hopefully these people aren't so out of touch that they forget how normal human society works.

569 The Undead Tour Night City

It is indeed a challenge to get these people who are used to fighting in lawless areas to adapt to modern life.

Dolan Gureg was once a vast, centralized feudal state, but now it has fallen apart. Those still alive struggle to survive, and the vast majority of residents and soldiers have been transformed into zombies. The living conditions are comparable to those of a country at the end of a dynasty.

Night City was chaotic, but at least it had a visible police force to maintain order. The NCPD would patrol the area from time to time, so it was no problem for them to take care of minor matters.

At worst, if things get out of control, we can send the terrorist squad to come and kill everyone who is having a great time fighting.

Forget about this kind of alarm system in Dolan Gureg. Although there are Blue Guardian believers with similar functions, they are few in number and may not be able to defeat the invading Red Spirits.

Rukatiye explained to these newly arrived undead that there are maintainers of order in this world. Although they do a bad job, they must not be ignored.

It's absolutely unacceptable to pull out a knife and attack someone over a disagreement. If the situation gets out of hand, the defenders will still come out to clean up the scene. If you have to do it, you have to do it covertly.

"This is so troublesome! It would be great if there was invisibility magic," said a cloth-clad magician sitting on a chair, awkwardly tapping the tablet in his hand. "Also, there are so many things in this world that I don't understand. What is this puppet? What is the Internet?"

"You can think of it as a kind of... long-distance communication magic," Rukatiye pondered for a long time, trying to explain it clearly to these undead. "Don't reveal your true information. People on the Internet speak without restraint."

Although the undead present here are all veterans, the various forging techniques and cultural level of Dolan Gureg are similar to those of the Renaissance.

They have the concept that robots are roughly equivalent to programmed automatic puppets, are not surprised by large-scale engineering equipment, and have seen many human experiments in the medical field.

But it takes some time to understand the various strange iron boxes and the more abstract concepts of the network.

Fortunately, these undead were quite clever and quickly learned the basics of making phone calls and transferring money using their Euros. This transfer was similar to transferring the soul stored in the body, as money was the soul.

"That's pretty much it. Sun Yang has also found some reliable humanoids to take you out for a walk. I hope you don't mind. These humanoids won't care what you do. They'll just act like tour guides to keep you from getting confused." Rukatiye added.

Although I have said a lot, it is foreseeable that these undead people will make all kinds of jokes and create a lot of problems when they go out.

So Rukatiye suggested that some humanoids should go out with the undead to move around, at least to prevent them from being abducted by biotechnology or military technology.

"It's just surveillance, I understand." The huge Wenger grabbed an apple placed in the guest room and took two or three bites. "I, Wenger, am no longer the mad dog who killed people on the battlefield. I have learned to be calm."

Just as Rukatiye was finally explaining some details that needed attention, a dozen elderly dolls who had just returned from vacation pushed the door open and walked in. Some were from Oasis and some were from Griffin.

"Hmm, a soul puppet? I'm very familiar with the characteristics of this soul," Grenkel narrowed his eyes as he looked at the humanoids that walked in. "The souls in you belong to Sun Yang. It looks like he's created something quite extraordinary."

"A life form similar to the ancient dragons at the Dragon Altar? Hello, little girl." Bradley slung his spear and the Holy Bell of Circle on his back, squatted down and greeted M99 in front of him. "Want some candy? I have some candy here."

As he spoke, he pulled out a brown candy wrapped in paper from his bag. He had never eaten it.

"Where did you get the candy? I want some too." Gulenkel came over and wanted to ask for some candy as well.

"You still have a sense of taste?" An undead who just wanted to join in the fun was surprised.

"I once met a strange farmer. After I ate some of his food, my sense of taste miraculously recovered. What's wrong, little girl? You look a little strange." Bradley handed over the candy, and M99 opposite took the candy with a stiff expression.

"I'm not a little girl, I'm just a little short... I'm the tactical humanoid M99 who's in charge of sniping. I used to be in charge of cooking at the base..." The humanoids behind M99 couldn't help laughing.

"They all have years of high-intensity combat experience and are very familiar with this city," Rukatiye patted M99's head. "If you need to solve any physiological problems, the Ritz Bar and Twist Street are both good choices. But it's best not to mess up your body, after all, Sun Yang and Strider haven't returned yet."

"Don't worry, I can also perform miracles." Bradley touched the holy bell behind him.

"Speaking of this... you'd better not use miracles to heal people casually. The people here have prostheses in their bodies... your healing miracles will expel the prostheses, which is very dangerous." Rukatiye reminded.

After she gave some final instructions, the humanoids escorted these country bumpkins from Dolan Gureg into Night City for a stroll.

As soon as they left the house, they pointed at tall buildings, ran over to parked cars and fumbled around, and even pulled out weapons when frightened by the sound of a traffic light.

Fortunately, the undead's clothes and weapons didn't attract much attention. In this city where everyone was obsessed with fashion, wearing metal armor and rags was old-fashioned and would be laughed at.

Of course, to put it nicely, it is retro, an exploration of the spiritual world of people in the past during the Renaissance. That sounds much better.

The undead were a bit too excited, with many commenting on various things on the roadside. However, the people of Night City were not surprised by this.

Every day, there are foolish young people rushing into the city, breathing the turbid air in the city, shouting words like "Dream City" and throwing themselves into work, and then the next day they become corpses collected by scavengers.

Although it was really strange to admire the traffic lights, the citizens of Night City could hardly resist taking pictures of these people behaving too strangely.

After a brief but heated discussion on the Night City local area network, people came to the conclusion that this was the filming stage of a new TV series, or a new TV program, which seemed to tell the story of people who traveled from ancient times and lived in Night City.

However, the script is not well written, the actors' performances are too exaggerated, and there are no big-name stars to endorse it. It is a low-budget comedy of urban life that is just a money-laundering movie. There is nothing good to watch at all, so just lower your expectations.

These somewhat embarrassing undead even wanted to come over and take a look and chat when they saw the NCPD cordoning off the scene and the trauma team admitting patients. It had been so long since they had seen so many normal humans, and they were all a little excited.

Fortunately, there were quite a few humanoids following them, and they stopped their strange behavior in time and told them not to interrupt the law enforcement officers while they were working. The crime rate in this city was very high, and the law enforcement officers were under a lot of pressure. They would not be able to help but shoot if they saw anyone approaching.

570 The Impact of the Undead, New Technical Issues

The undead were better able to adapt to this world than Sun Yang had expected. Although these powerful men who had fought hard in the last years of the dynasty showed strong discomfort at first, this discomfort was soon replaced by new stimulation under the influence of all kinds of bizarre entertainment activities in Night City.

This group of undead, led by veteran Bradley, mainly entertains themselves by buying various Mewtwo games and movies, and when they are not going out, they stay in their rooms and watch movies.

In addition to these usual entertainment activities, they often gather together to browse news from various companies in the world. Sun Yang also prepared some internal communication websites for hackers for them, so that they can get opinions and analysis of some events from other people's perspectives.

This group of people have been assisting others in fighting in Dolan Gureg. They regard saving others as their creed and will respond as long as they are asked for help.

The undead are creatures that can resist transforming into zombies as long as they have persistence in their hearts. In a sense, as long as their will is strong enough, they can maintain their own identity. This also leads to many undead having very stubborn personalities. They will remain steadfast in their beliefs - after all, if the belief collapses, the undead are very likely to transform into zombies on the spot.

Although this was somewhat shameful, Sun Yang did intend to capitalize on their beliefs. The suffering of Night City was so profound that it was enough to force these determined and powerful undead to fulfill their beliefs and duties.

These days, Sun Yang had nothing to do, so he chatted with these undead people and tried his best to explain the strange situations in this world to them.

These undead needed to know what they were dealing with and why they were fighting. Sun Yang couldn't explain the profound principles, but the undead could still understand the importance of beating up the corporate dogs that bullied the lower classes.

There are also some mercenaries and undead who want to hone their martial arts skills. These undead are much easier to deal with.

Sun Yang asked the humanoid doctor to use drugs to reawaken the degenerated and dull senses of these undead, and then throw these undead into Twisting Street after they had almost recovered.

The undead are obsessed with sensual and physical indulgence, guzzling drinks laced with unknown ingredients, taking a variety of drugs, and spending dozens of dollars on men and women.

Rukatiye believed that these undead people who were immersed in indulgence would hardly play a role in the subsequent battles, but Sun Yang said that this was not a problem.

These people spent money like water, and the money Sun Yang provided them was not enough. As soon as the money ran out, Sun Yang would assign them some tasks that were difficult for humanoids to handle. Every time they went on a mission, they would be given money as a reward.

There were also some undead who were obsessed with combat and improving their own strength, and Sun Yang fully satisfied this need. He simply used Strade's prosthetic technology to equip them. If the arms and legs were no longer needed, then adding new prosthetic eyes and sensory amplifiers would always be a problem.

The target was simple. The Terrorist Squad had a list of difficult targets, most of whom were corporate-related and difficult to deal with. Sun Yang took over the task directly, sending the humanoids to conduct preliminary investigations and prepare for escape, and then directly dispatched the undead to fight.

Different methods were needed for different people. Sun Yang only needed them to do what they were supposed to do. This period of observation was enough for Sun Yang to distinguish which undead could be kept and which were scum who could not control their desires and could not even obey his orders and requirements.

Every night Night City becomes a mess, and with the addition of these undead with amazing combat power, the battle in Night City becomes even more intense.

These days, it's not uncommon to see masters of cold weapon combat on the streets. Indeed, there are many who brandish long swords, screaming and ignoring the pain as they chop off the heads of their opponents. But as long as you overcome your fear and have a good enough weapon, these cold weapon masters can still be easily shot and killed.

But the undead are creatures that literally feel no pain from being hit by bullets. Long ago, when Sun Yang was fighting the Red Spirits in Dolan Gureg, the large-caliber armor-piercing bullets used by the humanoids couldn't even smash an undead's head with a single shot.

Considering that their weapons might not be well-suited to the intensity of modern combat, Sun Yang also prepared some additional equipment for them. For example, fully enclosed combat uniforms, smart grenades, and healing needles. He provided these undead with advanced technology from other worlds.

Those who are slow and lack protection wear combat uniforms, those who lack ranged weapons carry smart grenades, and those who recover from the effects of radiation and XCOM-developed potions can also be used. If you're interested in firearms, Sun Yang can also provide magnetic rail weapons.