I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Wow, didn't you say you wouldn't bother me? Professor, are your words really effective? Are you really going to trick me like that?! Krocchi swallowed his saliva and answered the phone tremblingly.

"I'm M4. Long story short, Crouch. If you're going to free-fight with the Commander, don't push him too hard. We're following the one-person-a-day rule. Those who come later will be in the back."

"I'm AR15. Ah Yang's body, well, while stronger than an average person's, isn't a humanoid after all. You're a Vulcan Military Industry humanoid, so you exert a lot of force, so remember to hold back."

"What nonsense! I would never do such a thing!" Crochi couldn't help but shout out.

"Ah? This water pump isn't working?" Sun Yang moved his hand and clamped the water pump to the side of the ship. Although the surrounding figures showed serious expressions, the magical ship easily carried the weight of the water pump and didn't even show any signs of deviating from its course.

"No, no! Professor, go put in another water pump! Everyone, go to the other side and add weight!" Kroki quickly ran over to reinforce the water pump. Sun Yang quickly ran to the other side of the boat and installed another water pump.

[Anyway, don't drag your affairs into me! I haven't burned myself out thinking about how to take down the "Commander" all day long! I advise you not to hang around the Professor all day long! He won't be able to stand it!]

Crochet made a common-sense speech, quickly completing the reinforcement work with the materials she had brought with her, and then quickly ran to the other side to do the same.

Although the humanoids were running around in a panic, the entire ship did not change at all. At most, the waterline was a little deeper, and there were no cracks in the reinforced parts. There was no deviation from the course.

It can only be said that the former king was so afraid of the curse of undead that he loaded the ship with many powerful equipment in order to send the undead away in batches. This technology of using magic to maintain balance was probably designed to deal with the undead's unruly actions.

After all, this ship was once filled with undead in its heyday, and its current capacity is essentially nothing. It was no problem then, and it's unlikely to be a problem now.

"I'm so sorry, I misunderstood you. But Ayang still needs my care, and I won't give in. I'll do my best to stay with him." AR15 said this and disconnected.

Did something bad happen to the AR team? Why are they so obsessed with the professor? After finishing screwing, Crouch recalled the gossip of the few familiar humanoids in Oasis.

Sandra and Jessie had told us that the AR team had survived hundreds of extremely dangerous battles, big and small, with the commander, and the stories couldn't be told for days and nights. Some of those battles were practically a formality at the hands of death.

The Griffin humanoids were also very powerful. Before they came here, most of the Griffin humanoids planned to follow the commander until death. Because other than following the commander, the living environment of humanoids in other places was very harsh, and the commander would provide them with a very good environment.

As for AR15 and M4, the news Crochet heard was quite confusing, but basically the entire AR team liked the commander very much, but among them, AR15 and M4 had feelings for the commander that were so deep that it was difficult to describe.

This also caused many T-dolls who had been interested in the Commander (Professor) to give up on the idea. However, it was said that they were not so opposed to their Commander finding another T-doll.

"What a pervert. But luckily it has nothing to do with me. That's great." Crochi muttered as he started the pumping device.

Rumble—the pumping equipment began to extract seawater and perform a simple filtration. A large container was also installed at the stern to store these storage tanks to prevent the noise from disturbing the quiet.

Finally, there are two transport robots, responsible for carrying and collecting these cans. When the box is full, they will automatically notify Kroki, and then Kroki can ask Sun Yang to change the box. However, the whole process is not fast. After all, it is quite slow to fill the container with two robots working together.

After finishing these things, Croci used the stored clean water that Sun Yang had found to wash the dirt off his body, then applied sunscreen, set up a parasol and a lounge chair on the deck, and placed a multifunctional tablet on the lounge chair for playing games.

Crochet took out her headphones from the pile of things she had brought with her and plugged them into her tablet. Facing the warm sun and gazing at the endless sea, she played her favorite music.

"Refreshing!" Crouch stretched. Although it was different from the simulated beach in the oasis, it wasn't real after all, and there was a possibility of being attacked by the entropy that would burst out. It was nothing like here, where it was so leisurely.

Sun Yang continued to practice picking up the gun and put on the silencer to reduce the noise in a civilized manner. Croc didn't care. Her headphones had excellent sound insulation, and the sound of the gunshot treated with the silencer was completely within her tolerable range.

In this way, Sun Yang practiced shooting until night fell, and the humanoids around him also basked in the sun all day.

Although Sun Yang didn't know why humanoids also liked to bask in the sun, it was hard to say. Some humanoids obviously did not need to consume sweets, but after their minds developed, they would like sweets very much.

Some humanoids were fed a lot of food to be converted into energy when their batteries were running low, so from then on they would go around begging for food or buy human food to eat.

But in short, when the sun was about to set and the air began to turn cold, Sun Yang called on the humanoids to pack up and go back to the house to sleep.

Crochet didn't have any objections, but she was a little nervous when she saw everyone walking into the room normally. However, she managed to hold it in. The environment on medieval ships wasn't very good, and sleeping together made it easier to keep watch.

But then she couldn't hold it in any longer. There were six T-dolls here now. Of course, there were enough beds in the room, but as soon as they entered, M4 and AR15 started taking off their clothes.

"I say, I think I'm still here?" Crochet couldn't help but say.

"Everyone here is a humanoid that the commander is close to. You and I are both female, so is it okay?" M4 took off all her clothes in a few seconds and lay on the bed in the middle.

"Croci, please feel free to do as you please. This place is the same as Oasis and Griffin." AR15 also took off all his clothes and lay on the small bed.

"Professor, you have to take off your clothes too..." Kroki almost burped as she watched Sun Yang swiftly strip off all his clothes. This was the first time she saw Sun Yang naked.

"Oh, sorry, I took off all my clothes out of habit. But it doesn't matter, my physical data is public in Griffin and Oasis, and there is nothing to hide about my figure and face." Sun Yang said carelessly as he lay on the bed, with his left and right hands resting on each person.

"Pascal! Don't you have anything to say? Your name is M14, right? Is this okay?"

"Hahaha... Croce, wearing clothes is considered a hobby, but usually people don't wear clothes. And we've lived together for such a long time, it's not right to look at it. And I'll be lying on it the day after tomorrow." Pascal laughed it off.

"Ms. Croce, we all love the Commander deeply. It's not a big deal for human couples to see each other's bodies. Besides, we are still in human form. There is nothing wrong with being seen by the Commander, or seeing each other." M14 calmly refuted Croce's words.

"Oh my god, am I the most abnormal one in this environment? Am I at the scene of a Norse mythology story?" Just as Kroki was about to fall into self-doubt, Makarov completed his inspection mission and pushed the door open and walked in.

"New here? Good evening, I'm Makarov. Things might be noisy later, so let me know in advance if you want to join in. If you don't want to join, just sleep peacefully." Makarov greeted politely.

"Makarov, huh? You seem to be a humanoid with common sense. Haven't you thought of a solution to this situation?" Kroki asked for help from Makarov, who looked very wise.

"I'm used to it. Go to sleep." Makarov walked through the scene of the one-on-one lightweight free fighting match. She also took off her clothes, climbed into the bed naked, charged herself, and then immediately fell into sleep mode.

"How can I sleep like this..." Crochet looked at her swimsuit, then at the one-on-one lightweight free-sport competition, but ultimately didn't want to strip naked. She was a little nervous about being seen naked by the professor.

Oh, shut down and sleep. Kroki could only watch and watch, she also charged her own battery, then closed her eyes and went into sleep.

36 Do you know what’s the scariest thing? It’s everyday life!

"Ah, the omniscient and omnipotent invisible cyber god who can accurately search out all mecha models and roam the ocean of the Internet, please guide me in the direction of progress." When Crocchi woke up the next day, he happened to see the overtime scene.

"I must be dreaming. Although humanoids can't dream, I must be dreaming. Should I get up and pretend I didn't see it and go out, or should I continue pretending to be asleep?" Kroki continued to mutter.

Huh! Makarov's bed was lifted, his long white hair scattering in the air. She fixed her hair to the background music of a man and woman fighting, made the bed neatly, and then said good morning to the tense competition scene, put on her clothes, opened the door, and left.

The world outside is so scary. Crouch understood the meaning of this sentence deeply.

"Forget it, forget it. No one else minds it, so why should I? It's just the mechanical back-and-forth motion of nerve stimulation. What's the big deal?" Krocchi was about to get out of bed when he heard a swallowing sound.

然后她看到M4从大床被子里挣扎着爬出来，和另一边刚醒来的AR15互相击掌。M4躺进AR15原来的被窝里，而AR15躺进大床里。

So it was night and early morning? Krocchi threw back the blanket covering him, said a quick hello in Sun Yang's direction, and then rushed onto the deck.

The sky outside was still gloomy and it was still early. Crooked saw Makarov meticulously wandering around the ship. He was a serious T-doll. Crooked himself really disliked writing a bunch of reports and having a regular work schedule.

"Good morning, Croce, have a nice day." Makarov spoke directly without making any communication request.

"Ah, well, good morning." Crochet replied stiffly to Makarov, who had helped her a little but was not very familiar with her. Here it comes, the subsequent topic developments, how should she respond!

"If you don't mind, you can leave the early morning inspection work to me. I have to be outside every morning anyway," said Makarov.

"Oh? Sure, sure," Croc rubbed her hands happily. Who doesn't like to slack off? But then she raised her doubts, "But I only saw you working. What were the others doing? I think they were just holding the professor down and messing around."

"It's not work, just a little effort. Croce, I like to look at all kinds of things and get some ideas from them. Looking at the ocean, the structure of the ship, the meshing of the gears, maybe I can get some ideas. This is not work for me. Everyone here is just passing the time in his own way."

Makarov corrected Kroch's statement.

Is this the Griffin philosopher, the super-therapist, the humanoid godfather, the prophet in human form, the renowned Makarov? He truly has a knack for saying things that are difficult to grasp. Crouch sighed as he gazed at the short, white-haired figure before him.

So Kroki took Makarov to the water pump. The two machines were still making dull roars, separating precious resources 24 hours a day.

"It seems to be working well. Let's observe it for two more days. Well, let me tell you what to pay attention to..." Kroki and Makarov started to comment on the machine they had made, and said how supreme this mechanical structure was.

Makarov listened quietly as Kroki became increasingly excited, dancing and explaining the last point. When Kroki calmed down, he realized that his behavior was a bit strange.

"Ah, well, anyway, that's it. Ahem, just pay attention to these." Kroki coughed lightly twice to hide his embarrassment.

"I understand. Leave it to me. I'll continue patrolling." Makarov didn't say anything. There were so many messy humanoids in the base, and one dancing around wouldn't make a difference.

"Oh, oh." Crouch wiped the splashing water from his head. The sun was already rising, and in the distance, the shouts of the human Rukatiye could be heard. Crouch looked in the direction of the sound curiously.

On the deck, Rukatiye was brandishing her greatsword, carrying her shield, and moving quickly. She wasn't wearing her beautiful clothes, but a cloth gown that was soaked with sweat.

"Hah!" She was training her fighting skills on the rocking boat. This female warrior basically kept up with her daily training. However, it seemed that not having water prepared was a bit of a problem for her.

After training, Rukatiye directly drew a bucket of sea water from the sea, took off his clothes heroically, revealing his scarred and strong muscles underneath.

She rinsed herself first, then scooped up a bucket of water, threw the clothes into the bucket of sea water to soak, took them out and wrung them dry, repeated this several times, then poured the sea water back into the sea and threw the clothes at the bow of the boat.

A rope had been hung there at some point, and Rukatiye tied the cuffs of his clothes with it and hung them there to dry naturally.

However, she changed into clean clothes after returning to her room, and there must be spare clothes in the package.

Although the water pump on Sun Yang's side was constantly spewing water, Rukatiye had no intention of asking Sun Yang for clean water. After all, the clothes could be washed on land, but asking for water on the boat would be charged.

Hey, hey, hey, can seawater really clean clothes? It's too easy for someone not to die. And there's a man on this boat. Crouch watched from afar and could only sigh again.

But she wouldn't just meddle in other people's affairs; that would either lead to a thankless task or a complete setback. So she went straight down to the cabin, picked up her belongings from yesterday, and returned to the deck. Incidentally, the professor and AR15 actually went back to sleep, which was incredible.

Crochet placed the lounge chairs and parasols on the deck without any guilt. The early morning sun had already come out, and she decided to bask in the sun all day!

The rest of the day was uneventful.

The exploration of Griffin Oasis Base remains relatively unsuccessful, and the humanoids cannot stray too far from the base. Initial screening of candidates for the expedition team has been completed, and targeted training is underway. Various related plans are being rapidly prepared, but there's no rush.

All I can say is that in the world over there, the birthplaces of Griffin and Oasis Base are quite far away from other civilized societies, otherwise no one would have come to inquire for such a long time.

Sun Yang just kept feeding himself bullets every day. Of course, this thing can't be rushed. He has to practice like this every day for a few months before he can see some results. After all, Sun Yang is not a naturally gifted player, so he just needs to practice slowly.

After confirming that the pumps were working properly, more pumps were installed in various places on the hull. From the outside, the ship looked like it had a dozen more water barrels on both sides of the hull.

The extracted water was delivered to the base by Sun Yang on a regular basis. At this time, Sun Yang felt that his transportation limit was probably a fully loaded truck of more than ten tons. Any more would only give him a headache, and he would not be able to throw anything back.

Although this method of obtaining water was unreliable, it was the only option for now. The base world had yet to find sufficient water resources.

In this way, the ship drifted on the sea for another two weeks. When Observer Makarov went out for a walk in the early morning, he vaguely saw a strange fog covering the distance. This fog was so thick that it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

And the ship was heading straight towards the fog.

[Commander! Wake up! Ah! The humans can't wake up. M4, requesting communication!] Makarov quickly called M4.

[Reporting the situation.] M4 answered immediately.

"I see a very thick fog! Wake up the commander!" Makarov said as he rushed to the captain's cabin.

"Rukatiye! Wake up! There's fog outside!" Makarov knocked on the door of the captain's room.

"Huh? Who is it? So noisy." A low and unhappy voice came from the other side of the door.

"It's me, Makarov. There's a large cloud of fog in front of the ship!" said Makarov.

"Fog?! I remember I also saw fog when I was approaching Secret Harbor. I was surprised at that time..." Rukatiye's voice quickly came to mind from inside the door, followed by a fluttering sound, probably someone putting on clothes inside.

Makarov headed back toward the cabin, but halfway there, he saw a weary-looking Sun Yang being carried onto the deck by the humanoids. Pascal was also holding a strange instrument and measuring it against the mist.

"Yes, my guess about this energy reading is correct. Chaos in space and time," Pascal muttered to herself as she stared at the screen full of numerical values, even though she was only wearing Sun Yang's long-sleeved dress. The hem of the dress barely covered her thighs, revealing her white skin, and the pattern on her chest was pushed out into a strange shape.

"Pascal! Put on your clothes! When did you become a crazy porn scientist?" Kroki ran out from behind and threw out a pair of pants.

"Professor! Send me back quickly! We can't miss the opportunity to observe! Our research in other worlds will make great progress!" Pascal hurriedly put up his trouser pockets and said a lot of things to Sun Yang barefoot.

Sun Yang didn't dare to delay and quickly sent Pascal back. Pascal, who was always calm, now hurriedly called out to his humanoids to get back to work.

After all, traveling through the world is a top priority. In Dark Souls, a place with strange time and space, more useful data can definitely be collected than in places with stable time and space structures.

Soon, at Pascal's request and with the assistance of the other humanoids, Sun Yang quickly built something similar to an energy reader on the deck. Sun Yang certainly didn't understand how it worked, but as long as Pascal could figure it out, that was all.

"You guys are really in a rush so early in the morning." Rukatiye walked out of the captain's room. She had already packed all her things and was waiting for the ship to dock.

"We're finally reaching shore. Phew, this rotten journey is finally coming to an end. I'm going to miss the ocean."

"That's right, this fog is the main cause of the spatial and temporal chaos in the entire region. My direction is correct. Theoretically, as long as this energy is transformed and given enough charge, it can break through the limitations of the world!"

Pascal said excitedly on the other side of the window. Sun Yang always felt that she was somewhat similar to the old woman Pascal now.

To be on the safe side, Sun Yang had the dolls back up their data (Sun Yang was close enough to connect to the base), remove any items on the ship that didn't belong to this era, and send them back to the base. And of course, there was Crouch, she was just an engineer, so she just went back to building the Gundam.

The fog gradually approached. Rukatiye took several deep breaths in an attempt to calm herself down. Then she looked at Sun Yang who was surrounded by human figures.

"Once we go there, we'll probably get separated. I think it'll be very troublesome to meet each other there, so I think I'll still look for you at Rumi's place to do things for me in the future."

"Of course, no problem." Suyang shrugged and agreed to Rukatiye's request.

"That's good. May you find your own way." said Rukatiye.

"You too, Rukatiye." Sun Yang said.

Rukatiye seemed to want to say something else, but the fog had already swallowed up the bow of the ship, and her figure was swallowed up by the fog in just a moment.

The humanoids who remained here gathered around Sun Yang, grabbing his arms, waist or thighs, and stared nervously at the approaching fog.

The salty and humid sea breeze blew on their faces, but the humanoids were not separated from Sun Yang. They had always been individuals summoned by Sun Yang and were connected to his soul.

"I thought I would be left here." Makarov, holding Sun Yang's calf, got up from the ground.

"It's okay to run out of the fog from Secret Harbor, so it's okay to run back into the fog from the sea. Well, that makes sense." M4 released his arms and looked carefully at the scenery in front of him.

A dark, secluded harbor.

At the bottom of the continuous cliffs, there is a cave where rows of wooden docks stand. Ships are docked at the bottom of the cliffs, with the sides of the ships facing the docks.