I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Whenever Sun Yang fell asleep tiredly and woke up the next day thinking that he could not waste time and should train himself well, the human figures on both sides would tease him.

Then his brain was controlled by the spirit, and thoughts of laziness and pleasure immediately took over.

After all, even if I was sparring with an undead, it could still be considered exercise. Sun Yang used this reasoning to convince himself and happily lay back down.

After that, he seemed to have never seen the world outside the cabin again. Every day he would practice free fighting in the cabin without rules.

So, Makarov, who would walk back and forth on the deck every day, took on the sacred responsibility and edited his own documents.

"This document is a record of Commander Sun Yang's daily activities on board.

Recording began the day after boarding the ship.

After that, the commander lived a cycle of waking up to eat something, then being tossed around, falling asleep, getting up to eat something again, then being tossed around, and falling asleep again.

This situation did not change until the commander called M14 and Pascal over. Because the number of people increased, the decision was made to give each person one day.

When M14 returned, he still used his rune limbs, but they were covered with bionic skin because they needed to be tested for at least a month.

Unlike the ferocious AR team, the M14 reacts calmly and has a decent output. It doesn't ask for much and stops when it feels it's in place.

The humanoid Pascal was a different story. She was really shy at first, but even though she was shy, she would eat every last bit of it. After all, she would always beg the Commander to do it again, and then she would go from passive to active, pressing the Commander down and massaging him.

Two weeks have passed since this process began, and there's still no land in sight, though ships are still sailing normally. We need to observe for a while longer.

Rukatiye, a human from this world, practices swordsmanship on the boat every morning. Her physical fitness is quite excellent by human standards. Occasionally, she'll stop me to chat, telling me some of her own stories and trying to get information about my situation.

I refused to answer these questions, and the human Rukatiye simply gave up asking. If only all humans were like Rukatiye and wouldn't keep asking.

These are the only conditions detected so far, awaiting further updates.

If possible, I hope the Commander can steel himself and give himself a couple of days to relax. But from what I've observed, he seems to be actually quite happy."

After Makarov finished writing his report, he continued to stare at the sea.

After two weeks of toiling away in the cabin, Sun Yang finally decided he couldn't continue like this and needed to train on deck. When he informed the four T-dolls of his decision, three of them offered a small protest. The only one who didn't protest was M14; she just wanted something to eat.

The final result was that the protest was ineffective because Sun Yang really couldn't stand it anymore.

35 The author does not want to write about training, the author likes to make jokes

"Ah, it's the ocean. The sky is so blue, the water is so blue, and the sun is so bright." Sun Yang stood on the deck listlessly, his feet still trembling. He was obviously an immortal, yet he was so lame.

"Commander, why don't you go back and rest for a while?" Makarov detected that Sun Yang's vital signs were not good.

"Just let me rest for a bit. Sleeping in the sun is nice too." Sun Yang opened the window, pulled out his blankets, spread them on the deck, and lay down. He didn't have to worry about getting them dirty; the base's AI took care of that.

As for why I don’t sleep downstairs, the cabin is not a suitable environment for people to stay in. Sweating profusely for two weeks will greatly affect the environment in the room.

After Sun Yang asked the four humanoids who had been partying day and night to restrain themselves for a while, they also found something to do on the deck. After all, there was nothing fun on this ship, so they could only find fun on their own.

I asked for three recliners for my AR15, M4, and Pascal, changed into some cooler clothes, applied some protective oil, and went out to sunbathe. These supplies were easily replaced with a machine, so they were the type I could use whenever I wanted.

But don’t even think about getting various fruit juices and sparkling waters, as these bases cannot be produced for the time being.

M14 sat by the boat railing, fishing with a fishing rod. Sun Yang had no idea why the base had such a thing. Could it be that all the weird summer activities were also included?

After a short half-hour nap, Makarov detected that Sun Yang's vital signs had returned to normal. Feeling much better, he got up from the deck and resumed training.

The undead's body recovery ability is much stronger than that of normal humans, but a sudden improvement in the body always requires a process of adaptation.

But this is not a problem, because when he is fighting, he can do many moves that he couldn't do before. The changes and adaptations of the body have been fully practiced.

To be specific, the explosive power has changed from being out of breath after a few movements to being able to continue intense activities for several minutes before needing to rest.

Also, I can't practice magic on the ship, so my mana bar is still very valuable. I'll wait until I get to a campfire.

So Sun Yang asked Makarov to tell Rukatiye that he wanted to train, and then he moved out a large pile of targets and piled them on the deck.

[Ayang wants to practice shooting?] The AR15's voice came through.

"I can't just never learn. Are you free? Teach me." Sun Yang set up the target.

M4 and AR15 said nothing and turned around to look for Sun Yang. Facing the scantily clad AR15 and M4, Sun Yang's emaciated fellow instinctively raised his head.

[Commander?] [Ayang?] M4 propped up his exaggerated chest muscles, while AR15 pulled out the clothes that were digging into his flesh.

"It can't be helped. You two are just too tempting." Sun Yang remained calm. He'd seen it all, so there was no point in hiding anything. He just had to admit it. He pulled a table out of the viewing window and laid out a variety of weapons on it.

Sun Yang started with the pistol, and the AR15 and M4 took turns correcting Sun Yang's incorrect posture and necessary precautions. After several demonstrations, Sun Yang began the pistol training.

Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap...

Soon, the sound of gunfire echoed across the sea, previously only the howling of the wind. Soon, Sun Yang had exhausted his reserve pistol ammunition. M4 glanced at the target paper, stroking his chin, as if weighing his words.

"At least they all hit the target." M4 gave this evaluation.

Ayang needs to retrain all his combat skills, but there's no rush. He can pick them up quickly. Besides, he's not from the military, so just enough to protect himself will be fine. AR15 wasn't too worried.

"Don't say that. I will definitely be at the forefront from now on." Sun Yang put the pistol aside and grabbed the submachine gun.

"Learn how to use the weapon first. Your posture is wrong." Sun Yang adjusted the AR15 again. He then practiced bursts, bursts, and various shooting positions.

However, just as Sun Yang finished using up two magazines, he heard angry shouts behind him.

"Stop making so much noise! ​​Sun Yang! What are you doing?! You keep shooting! Wow, what are you wearing?!" Rukatiye got angry for once. She rushed out of the captain's room, cursing as she ran. When she saw the cool clothes of M4 and AR15, she was so scared that she took two steps back.

"There are no other men on this ship. It's okay, right? Aren't you a woman? Have you never been to a bathhouse? Have you never seen other women?" AR15 was simply baffled.

"Is it shameful to show your body to your husband? Is your country so old-fashioned?" M4 said sarcastically.

"I, well, okay, I just had culture shock. Compared to this, your gunshots were too loud and I couldn't sleep at all," said Rukatiye.

"Here are the earmuffs. Go to sleep. I'll give you a box of shotgun shells as compensation. Do you have anything else to say?" Sun Yang directly took out the noise-isolating earmuffs and a box of shotgun shells and stuffed them into the hands of the still confused Rukatiye. Generally, people like this come to ask for compensation.

"I haven't said anything yet. But, okay, this is enough." Rukatiye said this, but still accepted the two things directly.

Sun Yang raised his submachine gun again and fired at the target in front of him. The fishing M14 glanced at the direction of the submachine gun fire, silently picked up his rifle and found a place to squat. The gunshot was so loud that the fish would have been scared away long ago.

Sun Yang quickly emptied a whole magazine of bullets. He relaxed his somewhat numb shoulders, and Rukatiye, who had been watching for a while, tentatively asked to try out one of the weapons.

Sun Yang was silent for a few seconds. He wanted to reject the request directly. It was very dangerous to let strangers touch weapons.

But what about the future? If I could use this far-out weapon to lure the undead into constantly upgrading their weapons, and then earn myself a large amount of cuneiform stone...

No, this is still not possible. Just give it to Rukatiye, and sell only pistols to the others. Sun Yang doesn't want to be killed by an armed man who can take a few bullets without any problem.

That miracle-stealing Lisu can restore her body within a few seconds after being hit by a bullet, and change her health bar, green bar, and physical strength into a person with high health bar. If she wears strong enough armor, she can use a gun to point at other people's faces and shoot.

It's enough to deal with such shameless armored warriors.

But as for Rukatiye, there is no problem.

"Yes, of course. But it only fires one magazine. I'm not doing charity work." Sun Yang told Rukatiye to go find a gun and shoot himself. In the distance, M14 slowly raised his gun and aimed at Rukatiye, who was choosing a weapon.

[I've taken aim.] M14 sent a private voice message to M4 and AR15.

[Remain alert.] [If she makes any move, blow her head off.] M4 and AR15 said this in a voice chat, one after the other.

"Then let's use this shotgun. Load it and chamber it. And you can't point the muzzle at people, right?" Rukatiye slowly loaded the shotgun with bullets and aimed at the target opposite.

"That's right..." Sun Yang looked at the two Dolls beside him, his displeasure practically written on his face. These two were pretty good in other respects, except that they were very wary of people of the same sex, but relatively tolerant of Dolls.

Maybe they were afraid that I would be abducted by humans. Sun Yang shrugged and continued firing his submachine gun.

Rukatiye seemed to sense the two figures' unfriendly attitude towards her, so she didn't have the nerve to ask for advice. Relying solely on her memories and her understanding of the weapon, she adjusted her stance and pulled the trigger.

Bang! The shotgun shells flew out, leaving several holes in the target. Rukatiye raised the barrel of the gun slightly. Although her posture was not standard (the M4 and AR15 were unwilling to teach her), the undead's superior arm strength made controlling the gun easy.

"Not bad! What a powerful weapon. Thank you for providing the weapon. If you have any ideas in the future, you can come to me to practice swordsmanship." Rukatiye pulled the pump and the shell was ejected. She quickly emptied the bullets in the shotgun, and then put the gun back with reluctance.

"Of course, of course." Sun Yang naturally agreed.

Rukatiye left in a good mood, and AR15 and M4 also breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's not a bad person. At least I don't have to worry about her pointing a gun at me." That was all Sun Yang could say. Even if he didn't like her, he wouldn't react so strongly.

"There's not much room left on the bed. Commander, you can't be so greedy, right? If you want to try something new, Makarov would be happy to help." M4 said angrily in the voice chat.

Makarov turned his head suddenly. How could he get shot while lying down? He didn't have that kind of parts installed. Was he going to do it anyway? Although it was indeed him who said there was no problem.

Changing the humanoids' perspectives was quite difficult. Sun Yang stopped talking and instead picked up other weapons to continue his shooting training, while the humanoids on both sides continued to provide guidance.

As for Pascal... she's just here for vacation, so it doesn't make much difference whether she's there or not. We can't let the scientific researchers go up to fight as well, they're not Gordon Freeman.

In Pascal's current state, he could probably sneakily install a virus on someone's computer, and he could probably beat an average adult in a fistfight. The only reason he could consistently defeat Sun Yang was simply because his humanoid stamina bar was long enough.

But Pascal wasn't idle either. After learning they were going out to sea, she immediately realized the importance of water resources. While Sun Yang was firing, she had already sent the ship's information to Crouch.

This seawater extraction technology was stored in Crouch's database, seemingly part of the original design for a major technological building, used for water circulation. She modified this technology, and after several experiments, she finalized the design and began production.

After all, this boat looks very fragile and cannot be tampered with casually.

This water pump was made and modified as it went along, and after two weeks at sea, all the supporting equipment was finally completed. Pascal and Croce maintained remote communication and reported to Sun Yang after he finished shooting with the shotgun.

"Professor, the pump is ready. Can you install it on both sides of the stern?" Pascal turned around and said to Sun Yang who was loading the ammunition.

"Sure, but I'm wondering if we can install that universal converter directly on both sides of the hull. It should also be able to decompose seawater, right?" Sun Yang said.

"Professor, that machine will wear out, and it has resource conversion limitations. Currently, it can't generate edible organic matter and water out of thin air. Using it here could decompose various minerals while discharging salt-free water, but the machine would only last a day," Pascal said.

This is true. For many industrial processes that require rough processing and do not require very fine conditions, you can directly install the corresponding equipment. Even if the precision machine can be used casually, it is not used in this way.

"Okay, you have a point. Water, water is indeed very important." Sun Yang quickly opened the window. There were a lot of things going on at the base recently, and he always liked to be a hands-off boss. He didn't care about many things after the agent and Pascal reported to him.

Especially since these past two weeks have been free-fighting parties with no rules... It's a shame the T-dolls in the base didn't doubt their own reliability.

Sun Yang flipped through the base window for a while and found the "Professor Teleportation Designated Area" divided by the oasis. Except for things that are difficult to move, most of the things that are built and ready to be transported out will be concentrated in this area.

Crocchi sat on her large shield, idly chewing a lollipop. Her knees jolted nervously. Although everyone around her was familiar, the humanoids from Griffin Base had been frequenting this area lately, attending exhibitions by artists from the Oasis.

"Oh, damn, there are so many exhibitions and so many people I don't know. Hurry up. What if someone talks to me later? What if someone greets me even though I don't know them?" Crochi muttered to the two tall water pumps in front of him.

"Kroki, are you there?" Sun Yang made a voice request, and Kroki answered the call in a panic.

"Well! Professor! I have made the water pump. This thing is very heavy. The specific construction steps..." Crochi spoke very quickly, as if he wanted to finish his words quickly and leave.

"Wait, wait, you're talking too fast. Mainly because we're all laymen here."

"Huh? Oh yes, those two people in the AR team really know nothing about mechanical structures. Oh, this feels so troublesome. I'll send you two drones... but you don't know how to use drones for maintenance." Croc sighed dully.

"Would you like to come over here and take a look at the sea water and stay overnight?" Sun Yang tried to persuade Croce.

"Ah? Sea water? It's been boring to be looking at the desert all this time. But, but professor, I don't know the AR team, M14, and Makarov. There's even a human on your ship." Crochet showed a painful expression, her social anxiety disorder had broken out.

"Look, I need someone I trust to check if the pump is working properly, and I can't find anyone else except you. And if you have nothing else to do here, you can change clothes and sunbathe on the deck. I promise no one will look for you during the whole process."

As Sun Yang said this, he called out to the dolls who were picking up the shell casings on the ground behind him.

"M4, AR15, M14, wait for Kroki to come over and do whatever you want. Don't talk nonsense to her unless there is something important." Sun Yang shouted behind him, and the three humanoids showed helpless expressions.

"No, no, there's no need to go to this extent. Well, sunbathing on the deck is quite novel. Okay, let me get ready and I'll be there right away." Croci ran away immediately.

A few minutes later, Croci, wearing a swimsuit, ran to the transmission area with difficulty, carrying a large bag of tools, as well as various lounge chairs and parasols.

"I'm ready! Professor! Let's start teleporting!" Crochet said excitedly.

"Well, first of all, you can just call me in the dormitory, you don't have to come out. Secondly, you don't have to move these things, I can help you move them." Sun Yang said after a few seconds of silence.

"Eh? Huh? Professor...you want to see me make a fool of myself? Professor, why..." Crouch was visibly frustrated. It seemed that she had interpreted Sun Yang's failure to dissuade her as something else.

"No, no, I thought you had something farther away that you hadn't taken yet. It was just a misunderstanding." Sun Yang quickly clarified.

"I understand, Professor. No need to smooth things over. I, Croce, was so stupid for running across the Oasis to the waiting area in a swimsuit and carrying a bunch of things. I'd better go back to my room and be a gloomy otaku..." Croce hung his head, dragging a bunch of things and preparing to go back.

"Don't go! You promised to come." Sun Yang took out the holy bell that had not been used for a long time and shook Kroki out directly.

"Waaaaaahhhh Professor——!" Crouch's screams abruptly stopped. She felt the surrounding scenery change instantly, and then she arrived on the deck of a ship.

"This, it's here already? I'm not decomposed? Not dead? Why, this doesn't make sense!" Crochi touched his stomach and chest, and there was no missing part.

"Of course you are not dead. How could I bear to hurt you?" Sun Yang said as a matter of course, and then hurried towards Kroki.

"Um, Professor." Kroki was at a loss for words. Perhaps because she hadn't had a serious conversation with Sun Yang in a long time, she seemed a little uneasy. And then there was the outburst of otaku comments, which made her want to find an opportunity to escape.

If it was a stranger, Croce would have been fine with just a sour face or a beating, but if it was a close professor, she would have had to think for a long time about what to say.

"Will this dispel your doubts? I won't distance myself from you any longer." Sun Yang bravely stepped forward and hugged Krokki. Her body was firm, but her arms and waist were elastic. Even through her clothes, Sun Yang could feel her body temperature rise slightly.

"Uh! Well... Thank you, professor, I'm just afraid that you will dislike me. No, that's not right, we are not in this kind of relationship! It should, it should not be!" Kroki quickly regained her composure after being hugged, and immediately pushed Sun Yang away with a blushing face.

"It's really strange, how could I hate Croce? I like you so much. Okay, okay, put your things down, and work first." Sun Yang quickly let go and projected his consciousness onto the base.

"Really? My head is a mess. Hmm? Communication request?" Crochet raised his head and looked at the two members of the AR team standing not far away.