I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

If someone actually leaves a message, that would be great.

51 It's time to go home

When Sun Yang visited with his thigh in hand, the sound of guitar strings could be heard from Joel's room. The sound of a man and a woman talking could also be heard faintly.

Sun Yang sent a message to Bonnie, who was free, asking her to come over and help out later. Then, he knocked on the door and heard a familiar voice from inside.

"Oh, Ellie, please help me open the door..." Joel's voice came from inside.

"It's okay, just sit still." Ellie's movements came from far away. When she opened the door and saw the figure in front of her wearing heavy armor, she immediately put on a sour face.

Most people wouldn't look happy when faced with someone who beat them unconscious. But Sun Yang wasn't looking for Ellie, he was looking for Joel.

Joel, sitting inside, had visibly lost weight. He sat in a wheelchair, a blanket covering his legs. He looked more like an old man than ever before; his shot-through knee hadn't healed.

The shotgun blast completely shattered his knee joint. If it weren't for the humanoids' superb craftsmanship, I'm afraid his lower leg wouldn't have been saved. But despite this, he could only barely move his crippled leg.

"Did you knock on the wrong door?" Ellie was still rude.

"No, I'm looking for Joel." Sun Yang pointed to the old man who was tuning the guitar in the room.

"Looking for me?" Joel couldn't remember any reason why the other party was looking for him.

"Yes. Well, I won't go in. This girl doesn't welcome me," Sun Yang took out the prosthesis in his hand and showed it to Joel and Ellie.

"Prosthetic limbs?"

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

"The prosthetic limb can connect to the nerves, just like moving your own feet. Don't be fooled by its shabby appearance, it's very sturdy. Do you want to replace your leg?" Sun Yang said, pointing to his prosthetic limb.

The KLR's heavy-duty mechanical legs were incredibly strong and durable, even more so than many civilian humanoid leg structures. The level of technology within them was so high that Crocchi exclaimed it was impossible.

After all, in a world where knife combat is practiced, robotic arms utilize external neural synchronization systems and high-strength hydraulic joints. In KENSHI's world, if someone breaks an arm or leg, they can simply replace it with a robotic arm and use it again.

"That's a nice thing to say. Are you using me as a test animal?" Joel snorted.

"The technology for this thing is quite mature, but I really need someone to install it to prove its reliability. And all the doctors here know how to install it."

"Then I haven't seen anyone here with this thing..." Joel said.

Sun Yang pulled a photo from his pocket. It was a screenshot taken by the dolls during their adventures in the world of Kenshi. In the photo, several ragged men and women stood in front of a camp, posing for a souvenir photo. Some of them were wearing prosthetic limbs.

I guessed you would ask that. Sun Yang showed the photo to Joel, who raised his brows slightly.

"This doesn't look like America..." Joel said in confusion, but the photo was taken back by Sun Yang.

"It doesn't matter where it is. What if I am a multinational company?" Sun Yang said.

"Okay, okay, but I have to ask first about the specific disadvantages of this prosthesis." Joel was about to continue asking when Sun Yang pushed the prosthesis back. Bonnie, who was standing behind him, took the prosthesis with a confused look on her face.

"Okay, explain to Joel the benefits of this prosthesis and where the problems lie. Goodbye, Joel and Ellie." After Sun Yang handed the task to Bonnie, he ran away immediately.

Let's leave this kind of professional matter to Bonnie. Although he could have handed it over to her, Sun Yang always felt that it would be better to go to the door and discuss this matter himself.

There's always a feeling of fulfilling one's own wish. In the original timeline, Joel suffered so much, and the development direction of the entire second generation is highlighted as unpleasant.

Sun Yang still hoped that this story could end happily. He couldn't save everyone, but he still had the energy to help his favorite characters.

Behind him came Bonnie's earnest explanation, and Joel and Ellie nodded in confusion. Sun Yang returned to the only restaurant in town, where the AR team members were eating hot meals provided by the owner.

"Oh~ Commander, you're back~" Gou Zi waved towards Sun Yang energetically. She held a sandwich and ate it heartily. Although it was filled with pure vegetables, it still tasted good.

The other team members also greeted Sun Yang, and they each enjoyed the local delicacies.

"I'm back." Sun Yang gave the boss two rifle bullets, exchanged them for hot bread and vegetable soup, and sat down to eat.

The breeding base has gradually gotten back on track, thanks to the hard work of several doctor dolls, and no major problems have occurred.

The day of departure was approaching, and Sun Yang couldn't stay here forever. Organizing a large-scale operation would have to wait until at least the beginning of spring, and the winter here would obviously last for more than two months.

Instead of wasting time, I should have gone back to Dark Souls to explore and strengthen myself. Honestly, everything about The Last of Us is good, except for the lack of souls. Killing a few thousand infected only yields tens of thousands of souls, which is really inefficient.

Perhaps it was because the fungus absorbed the human soul? Sun Yang couldn't understand the reasoning behind this, and he didn't intend to dwell on it. Anyway, killing an infected person here gave less soul than killing a zombie.

"Commander, Imhot and the others seem to be planning to stay here to work. What do you think?" M4 asked Sun Yang while eating bread.

Several Oasis T-dolls brought here asked Sun Yang to continue working here. In their words, when they were in the Oasis, they felt that they could do nothing. No one needed medical knowledge, and if something broke, they could just replace a part.

But here, their knowledge and skills can still be put to good use. Even if there are no patients, they can still train new doctors.

...That's not a problem. It's fine to stay in this town when you have nothing to do. However, Sun Yang still told them that sometimes they would need to go to other worlds to do things, and they couldn't stay in this town forever.

Of course, there's nothing wrong with staying in the small town after things are done.

The medical dolls agreed to Sun Yang's request. Most dolls run around, and it is rare to see them staying in one place and working all the time.

To be on the safe side, Sun Yang first sent the combat team back to the KENSHI world, and then after the medical dolls finished operating on Joel, he made a backup for them. This was to prevent the medical dolls from suddenly shattering when Sun Yang returned.

Later, on a night when everyone was fast asleep, Sun Yang quietly picked up the world transfer device and loaded it into a Campfire Explorer.

Pascal and several intelligent entities were operating machines skillfully in the oasis base. She was probably adjusting the signature code or wavelength for traveling through the world.

However, Sun Yang's intelligence was not enough for him to understand all this. He just waited for Pascal to finish debugging and then pressed the switch.

Soon, Pascal adjusted the machine and sent an OK command to Sun Yang.

Sun Yang pressed the switch, and the feeling like a flushing toilet came again.

But this time, he could clearly see that several medical figures did not turn into ash, but were rapidly distorted in his vision...

The third volume needs a good rest.

52 I, Strider, would like to call you a big boss

"I will never get used to this feeling..." Sun Yang sat on the hard and cold stone slab, shaking his dizzy head.

[Professor, the experiment was successful.] The humanoid in the end-of-the-world world sent a message, and Sun Yang called out a window. On the left was the base of the KENSHI world, and on the right was the base of the end-of-the-world world.

The humanoids were not shattered and were still standing there reporting to Sun Yang. This confirmed a doubt in Sun Yang's mind.

In other worlds, Dolls will remain where they are when summoned. If destroyed, they will respawn in the Kenshi world, but otherwise, their activities will not be affected. The Kenshi world's base is considered the main world and headquarters, and Dolls will always respawn there when they read their bar.

But in Dark Souls, because of the chaotic structure of time and space, many things behave strangely. Only the Dark Souls world is weird.

"Okay, I figured out one more thing. Speaking of this place, it should be Strade's camp, right?" Sun Yang got up from the ground and looked around.

The rooms on this floor are filled with various experimental equipment and research reports, various animal and plant specimens, magic crystals, and a large number of drip stones and various herbs are stored in jars in the corner.

"Hey! Who are you?! How did you get in?!" A rough and mature voice came from below. As Strade just walked up the stairs, he pointed the head of his staff at Sun Yang.

"Stride?" Sun Yang took off his helmet. When Stride saw Sun Yang's face, he showed a horrified expression.

"Sun Yang?! You're back?!" After gazing at the other's soul from head to toe, Strade could hardly conceal his excitement. "It's been nearly two months, and I thought I'd never see you again."

"Yes, Strade, I'm back successfully. I feel like you have a lot of things to ask me, let's sit down and talk." Sun Yang was not in a hurry to go back to Rumi. He had to figure out what all this experimental equipment around him was.

And two months have passed in the Dark Souls world? Isn't that the time I've been operating in the End of the World? I wonder if Lucattier has encountered any problems, and what about veteran Bradley, the rogue knight Gulencol, and the others...

Let's gather some detailed intelligence first. Sun Yang sat down and exchanged information with old man Strider.

After Sun Yang left, Strider tried to travel to other worlds. He used the knowledge he had learned to try to transform the campfire and transport himself to other worlds.

While campfires like these, with a circle of stones and a spiral sword stuck in the middle, are quite common, they are rarely touched. Undead people would not easily destroy the campfires they rely on for survival, and most people do not have the knowledge or ability to destroy or modify campfires.

Since Strider was neither undead nor possessed sufficient knowledge, he simply began to transform. In the past two months, he traveled all over the country of the Forgotten Cage, plundering all the resources and bringing them to the vicinity of his room.

At the same time, in order to store supplies, he also slightly modified the campfire in his room, turning the area around the room into a stable area in time and space.

After everything was ready, Strider prepared to conduct an adventurous experiment across the world. However, he did not leave the world of Dark Soul until he had used up all the Campfire Explorers in his hand.

He left this world and journeyed to another parallel dimension. Another seemingly unforgotten prison. After several attempts, he could only confirm that he had no ability to escape to other worlds. The Campfire Explorer was too profound, beyond his comprehension.

Sun Yang explained to him what he had encountered, humans infected with Cordyceps sinensis, architectural styles and weapons that were incompatible with the Dark Souls world, no campfires, no soul magic, and no strange fluctuations in time and space.

After listening to this, Strade was silent for a while, touching his chin and considering his words.

"Sun Yang, I mean, Master Sun Yang, do you need a magic consultant?" A rare pleading word came from the mouth under the metal mask of Strade.

What? What kind of Dragon Aotian script is this? Didn't I just talk about the situation at the end of the America? Why did you, Strider, lower your stance just because you heard about Cordyceps fungus? There's nothing interesting there.

"Well, if there is, that would be great. Why do you suddenly say this? Aren't we cooperating very well?" Sun Yang didn't quite understand.

"Master Sun Yang, I hope to go to other worlds and study more things. I can clearly realize that this world is slowly declining, but I can't find a way to save it, and I don't need to save it. So I am willing to use my knowledge and brain to follow you to other worlds." Strade sat cross-legged on the spot and stated his needs bluntly.

I see, he wants to join the gang. Sun Yang immediately thought about what benefits Strider could bring to him. After all, Strider was not a humanoid and would not completely obey his orders.

Strider has a thorough understanding of all the magic in Dark Souls, but when it comes to other technologies, he might be at a loss, and he might end up being just a fighting wizard. But to be honest, Strider is not a bad learner.

As for how to take people away, it depends on whether the world teleportation device can also take living people away. This method is also very simple. When you run to another world and plan to return, just take an ordinary enemy with you.

"Strider, I still don't know how to take others to other worlds. I need to study this matter." This was the only response Sun Yang could give.

"Of course, I am very clear about this. This requires trying and we can't be impatient. But I still have a question. Where are your dolls usually stored? It's not possible for me to work with those researchers? They are much better than the fools I met in the court." said Strade.

I'm a bit conflicted about whether to drag him to KENSHI's base to work. After all, Strider is a wizard, and his physical performance is far inferior to that of a human. If he messes around, he will be killed by a few gunshots.

I don't think it's impossible. Oasis Base has both male and female T-dolls, so it shouldn't be a problem. Let's talk to the T-dolls there first and see how they react before making a decision. At worst, we can just prepare a separate room for him to be isolated.

But whether or not he could actually do it was another matter. Sun Yang had no idea how he could send a living person to his base. The humanoids had Sun Yang's soul, so they could be summoned to other worlds, but how could a living person be summoned away?

It's okay, I'll research this when I go to other worlds. I can't use Strider as a research subject. He's got a pretty good brain, but I can't use him for this kind of thing.

"Well, you see, you are a living person. Those puppets I summoned are driven by my soul. I don't intend to give you my soul, that would be really dangerous. I have to think of other ideas first." Sun Yang said.

It felt strange to say this, like I was giving my soul a...something like a gay feeling. Of course, the humanoids in the oasis didn't count, they all listened to the professor's orders.

"Well, that's true. This does require careful consideration. I was indeed a bit abrupt. So, Master Sun Yang, while you're studying this knowledge, is there anything I can do?"

To be honest, no, it's fine as long as you can live here peacefully. But this guy will definitely not be happy with this, because he can't do it without finding him some work.

"I need various wedgestones and campfire explorers, and I don't really need anything else. Collect as many of these as you can, and try not to make enemies with others. I have a house in Rumi's place, and there is a notebook there where you can leave a message." Sun Yang assigned the task to Strade without any hesitation.

"Rumie? I've never heard of this name." Strade scratched his chin. He had no impression of this name.

Sun Yang then told him the process: take a boat to Mi Port, pass through the Hyde ruins, and follow the entrance of a secret passage to reach Rumi.

Sun Yang also stated that his spell for leading people away wasn't a quick one to develop. Besides lighting a fire in Rumi and collecting the wedgestone and campfire explorer, Strider didn't need to do anything else. When his spell was more mature, or when he needed Strider's help, he would naturally wait for him in Rumi.

After discussing their respective arrangements, Strider began to clean up the room, while Sun Yang prepared to touch the campfire and return to Rumi. As his hand just touched the campfire, Sun Yang suddenly thought of something very important.

"Strider, when you explore the ruins of Hyde, you should run into a Green Cult guardian. That guy talks like a jerk. If you don't like him, remember to give him a beating."

"If we encounter this, it won't be solved by just beating him up. And I don't have any weak spells." Strade shook the staff in his hand.

"Then tear this up and throw it in his face." Sun Yang handed the cream cake he brought back from the end of the world to Strade. He didn't know how long it had expired, and it had a strong smell of excrement when it was torn open.

"This, what is this?" Strade was stunned looking at the cream cake in pink plastic packaging in his hand. Does the serrated shape on the side of the bag mean that it can be torn open?

"There's food in it, but it's been there for more than ten years and is no longer edible. You can throw this thing at him and run away." Sun Yang explained to Strade.

"Master Sun Yang, do you have any personal grudge against him?" said Strade.

"Of course there is. I only provide you with ammunition. It depends on your idea what you want to do. If you are unhappy with him, just humiliate him." Sun Yang admitted frankly.

It seems that as the new boss, he has made some enemies, but this is normal. It would be strange if he didn't make any conflicts when he was out alone. Strider nodded and accepted the cake that Sun Yang gave him as a gift.

After finishing these things, Sun Yang stretched his body and changed into a large, comfortable robe. He was exhausted from wearing heavy armor all the time, and he had to relax after this trip.

After changing into a plain robe, Sun Yang said goodbye to Strider, walked towards the campfire, and headed for Rumi.

53 Why does this farmer feel weird?

"Rumi! I'm back!" Rising from the campfire, Sun Yang shouted to the sky. Look, these warm ruins, the familiar sound of blacksmithing, the green-robed girl beside the stone, the disheartened brother in the distance, the traveling merchant in the corner, Ah San in the house, the farmer setting things on the table...

Farmer? Sun Yang rubbed his eyes, trying to make sure if he had seen it wrong.

Yes, that's right. A man dressed like a farmer, wearing a plain shirt and pants, and looking East Asian, a young man. Behind him stood a small, silent warrior wearing full metal armor.

The farmer was now placing various...vegetables on the table in front of him. Why was someone selling vegetables in Rumi? Was there such a person in the original story?

No, if you think about it, it's not that strange. Aside from the problems in Dolan Gureg, other countries far away are living well, with normal agricultural production. And the productivity of this world can't be applied to the real medieval world.

Sun Yang felt a little weird. This guy, whose style was completely different from the original, made him feel a little strange.

The farmer had already laid out a row of potatoes on the table, topped with a bunch of carrots, onions, and eggplants. On the other side were various leafy greens, and there were also a lot of vegetables Sun Yang didn't recognize. Wait, why are there green flowers and grass? And dusk grass?

Damn, are the farmers in this world so powerful?