I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"That's it. Also, Rukatiye, are you interested in visiting other worlds together?" Sun Yang didn't beat around the bush and made a direct invitation.

"...This question is too abrupt, Sun Yang. I can't make any promises. My mission is to find my family. No matter what, my family must be placed behind my importance. Only when my mission is completed will I have the energy to consider your proposal."

Rukatiye's words were calm and powerful, and she had already expressed her refusal.

There's no rush. It would be strange if he just left without a word. He has important business to attend to. Relationships can be cultivated slowly. Besides, Rukatiye is still his client, so why not do it?

"Well, let's move on to the next topic. You see, this support--" Sun Yang continued the topic.

"Come more!" Rukatiye answered quickly, and his whole body suddenly became energetic.

Sure enough, she still likes weapons. Seeing that Rukatiye was so reliable, Sun Yang gave her a discount, allowing her to exchange fragments and large fragments for bullets, and also exchanged the wedge-shaped stone on her body for a competitor.

"What kind of gun is this? Single-shot?" Rukatiye awkwardly grasped the competitor's pistol.

"This is a pistol that can fire rifle bullets and armor-piercing bullets." Sun Yang asked for five armor-piercing bullets for Rukatiye to test.

Rukatiye flexed his wrist, tightened his grip on his competitor, aimed at the wall of the earthen tower, and pulled the trigger. With a slight upward movement of the muzzle and the sound of the gun, a large dent was left on the outer wall of the earthen tower.

"I'm happy with the power, but I'm really annoyed that I can only fire one round at a time. By the way, why don't you sell me a submachine gun or a rifle? I also want those machine guns."

"You remember these words once... Submachine guns and assault rifles are okay, but they might not be effective against well-armored enemies. Machine guns and rifles are powerful, but how do you use them in a tight space? They're pretty big."

"Then get a shorter spear. Besides, I can swing my sword, so your spear just needs to be shorter than this one." Rukatiye patted her Orthodox Knights' greatsword, which was almost as long as her.

"You can't carry so many guns, right? Who do you think you are? The protagonist of an 80s FPS game? Carrying a dozen guns just to fight."

"80s? FPS? Is this a word you learned in another world? Please, I can store my gun." Rukatiye said righteously.

"Okay, you can. But, Rukatiye, promise me not to give these weapons to others. I don't want to be killed by someone other than you." Sun Yang shrugged.

"Don't worry, it's okay." Rukatiye was immersed in the joy of selecting arms and didn't care at all about what Sun Yang had just said.

[Commander! You're such a heartless bastard!] M14 roared expressionlessly into the communication channel.

"What the hell? How come you're a heartless man? Don't disturb your uncle from making money." Sun Yang took out two more reliable weapons, the Uzi submachine gun and the Lee Enfield, and finally gave her an M249 light machine gun.

"Hahahaha~" Rukatiye Bengbuzhu laughed out loud, took out all the wedge-shaped stones and brilliant wedge-shaped stones in his pocket, as well as some stones that could change properties, and exchanged them for corresponding weapons and ammunition.

"You really don't want to keep some for yourself?" Sun Yang put away the wedge-shaped stones. He felt that buying wedge-shaped stones through business was faster than asking humanoids to dig them in the mine.

"No need, everything that needs to be strengthened has been strengthened. Oh, it's a bit heavy..." Rukatiye frowned. She had indeed bought too many weapons.

"Take them all. Also, you must, must not tell anyone that I sold them to you. You can even make up a story that you found them on a dead body on the road." Sun Yang had no idea. He wanted to give him an exoskeleton, but all the exoskeletons he had required electricity. If they ran out of power, they would be doomed.

"I know, I know. It's easy to get into trouble. With these weapons, I can continue to conquer this earthen tower and then go to the Iron Kingdom. Sun Yang, I will take you to find the campfire first. I have to rush up. We will meet in Rumi later."

Carrying a large pile of weapons, Rukatiye pointed to the interior of the earthen tower. She led Sun Yang around the base of the tower for a while, and when they were almost out of sight, she pointed to a hidden room. Sun Yang successfully found a campfire there.

"See you Rumi~" Rukatiye shouted for the last time, and then his figure disappeared into the air.

"It feels really strange, that woman." M14 said this after Rukatiye completely disappeared.

"Indeed..." Sun Yang agreed as he looked at the extra stone in his pocket.

Reports came through his communication channel that other teams and lone wolves had just cleared the entire Oil Valley, and the mining team was able to operate at full capacity.

Then, we will just wait for the rest of the time. Sun Yang sent another wave of machines to support him, then sat down quietly at the entrance of the earth tower.

60 Dealing with the farmer's follow-up

Over four days, the ground in front of the earthen tower was dug down several meters. The already dilapidated mine became even more complicated. Xian meticulously treated every piece of land, leaving no stone untouched.

The harvest was good: a dozen wedge-shaped stones and more than a hundred large fragments and pieces. This was enough to deliver to the farmer.

Sun Yang immediately arranged for everyone to sit down and return to the base world to rest. He gathered his equipment and prepared to return home. To avoid any further delays, Sun Yang changed into a clean robe and removed his soiled clothes. This person was an NPC he had never seen before, and he could sell powerful potions, so he had to clean up his appearance.

As he reached for the campfire, his vision shifted. A beautiful, honey-colored landscape appeared before Sun Yang. The bored farmer was still sitting there, his vegetables seemingly unchanged.

Didn't this guy sell a single vegetable? You could at least make some vegetable soup for the undead passing by. Undead love free stuff, so they'll definitely have a sip.

You see, if you like it, you will buy some vegetables and take them home to cook and drink it. If you don’t like it, you will just drink it and leave. What’s the point of you throwing some vegetables in to cook it?

Forget it. Why should I always give advice to others? What if he actually cooked soup a few days ago but it was useless?

"Mr. Farmer~" Sun Yang waved to the farmer, and the other party waved back.

"It's faster than planned. I thought you would arrive later." The farmer rubbed his hands and looked at Sun Yang.

"Things are just going smoothly. Mr. Farmer, is your magic clay ready?"

"It's all here."

The farmer pulled out a huge box from under his feet, which was filled to the brim.

"If you don't believe me, I can plant some evening gloom grass seeds for you right here. It'll sprout in just one day. You can find someone you know here to help watch over it."

"That's necessary after I've taken a look at it first...but before that, hand over your coffee machine and potion to me!" Sun Yang waved his hand, and a dozen wedge-shaped stones were placed on the table.

"Thank you for coming." The farmer quickly counted the stones and brought over the potion and coffee machine.

Why does this guy put everything under the table? Sun Yang complained in his heart.

The idea that the coffee machine makes coffee faster seems to be a setting from Stardew Valley. It seems that this time traveler may have fallen into the world of Dark Souls with the Stardew Valley system.

Unfortunately, the world of Dark Souls is a world filled with killing, killing, killing, and more killing. If you don't kill, you will die. People from the Stardew Valley system probably won't be able to grow up well when they first arrive here. They may even be beaten to death in the early stages.

In the end, it was intercepted by a local farmer, which was a bit of black humor.

Sun Yang took away the coffee machine and potion, and ran to Brother Huixin. He offered him two thousand souls as a reward and asked him to help keep an eye on the box to prevent it from being replaced by others.

"Leave it to me." Brother Dixin yawned. It seemed like he hadn't lifted his butt for a long time.

Anyway, Brother Dixin sits there all day, so it’s no problem to help him.

After Sun Yang made the request, he immediately went to find the dark arts researcher to ask him for knowledge about dark arts.

The theoretical description is omitted here. Mobilizing the souls in the body requires very delicate operations. The souls need to be activated slowly, bit by bit, or when exercising, the accumulated souls in the body should be almost cleared out first. In this way, even if something happens, more than one hundred or two hundred souls will not be able to kill a person.

The dark arts were learned very quickly, and they were basically finished in one day. Sun Yang said goodbye to the dark arts master and turned back to Rumi. He just happened to see a patch of evening grass sprouting from the large box of soil.

It's you! You're so smart!

boom!

Sun Yang turned around and placed the wedge-shaped stone disc on the farmer's table. The farmer couldn't help but smile wildly.

"Farmer! Give me a few packets of any seeds you have! I'm not short of money!" Sun Yang has put a lot of effort into the agricultural construction of the base. It's okay for the humanoids not to eat these things occasionally, but they absolutely cannot be without them.

If you want a cuneiform stone, there are plenty of ways to find it. These various seeds are not common. If you are unlucky and can't go to a world with a better natural environment, you may never be able to eat vegetables again.

As for the American end…it's been twenty years, so we can't expect to find much to grow. According to Sun Yang's limited agricultural knowledge, if there's no human intervention to process the seeds, the next few generations of vegetable seeds will develop various problems within a few years.

Moreover, the United States is still engaged in breeding production. It is okay to take two teams out for a walk and breathe fresh air, but it is a bit difficult to find seeds that can be planted all over the United States.

After buying the seeds and the vegetables on the farmer's table (this time Sun Yang learned to take them one by one), and getting the magic soil, Sun Yang no longer needed to chat with the farmer.

He returned to his little house in Rumi, and lying comfortably on his bed, he discussed with the humanoids what to do next.

The US end base and the main base are currently operating well.

The Oasis base's intelligent entities have gradually received upgrades (derived from Griffin's more advanced humanoid technology), allowing them to assist with more tasks. The humanoids Sun Yang was familiar with each led dozens of intelligent entities into teams, increasing their efficiency even more.

On Pascal's side, since each humanoid had more manpower, they could take care of their own affairs. So even though there were more people, Pascal felt a lot more relaxed.

After all, we're all humanoids, and don't have the weird ideas and issues that humans have. No one wants more power, and at best, there are just some internal conflicts.

The agent requested that the Iron Bloods' troops be deployed in case of large-scale combat. The elite Iron Bloods were eager to fight.

Sun Yang adjusted the camera and saw the executioner with her arms replaced with normal ones, holding a pile of books and speaking passionately. Other elite Iron-Blooded humanoids were sitting cross-legged beside her.

Cards and books were scattered all around, and they were playing a tabletop role-playing game.

"Okay, I'll give them priority if conditions permit." Sun Yang agreed.

In addition, the agent thought it was time to prepare to create a new humanoid. He discussed this matter with Pascal, and they both thought it was feasible.

Although the number of humanoids is sufficient at present, with more than 300 people, plus the humanoids and intelligent bodies in the oasis base, there are about 200 people.

But in the future, Sun Yang will go to more and more places, and there will definitely not be enough people to support him.

It would be better to increase the population now.

Newly born humanoids can't be put into battle right away; in fact, they still need quite a while to learn. The agent's idea is to create batches of dozens of humanoids at a time, allowing them to gradually adapt to their living environment.

After all, technology is constantly developing, so making some each time can avoid wasting resources.

Currently, all Griffin T-dolls have rich social and combat experience, and new T-dolls also need a systematic education and combat training.

These new humanoids will first live and train in the base. When the training is almost complete, they will be asked by the commander to be taken to the end-of-the-world world for actual combat exercises, and finally return to the KENSHI world to join the normal base operations.

While Oasis may also have a potential need for additional manpower, it's easier for them to simply upgrade their AI training program.

"Then who do you plan to be responsible for the training of these new humanoids? It must be Pai Sen, right?" Sun Yang looked at Pai Sen who was flicking the lighter.

"Don't worry, Professor. I've led countless troops and know exactly what a humanoid needs most. A flexible way of thinking, like a human, is what a humanoid needs most. Command and obedience come second."

"I understand. Go ahead and do it." Sun Yang agreed to the request.

After all, it is impossible to rely on the veterans on hand to fight forever. Fresh blood is needed to strengthen the base.

However, Sun Yang had installed a backdoor in the mental system of the newly manufactured T-dolls. He didn't dare gamble on the reliability of the third-generation tactical T-dolls.

While RO performed remarkably well, there were also those who grew up to be grotesquely misshapen like the RPK16. Sun Yang didn't dare bet on that possibility. What if another one came along who wanted a physical body and stripped of honor?

The humanoids had no objection to this decision. Even RO agreed, as she had no idea what a humanoid would look like if raised in such an environment.

"Whether to continue to produce the third generation of tactical humanoids, I'll leave this question to Pascal to consider."

"Eh? Let me think about it?" Pascal said anxiously.

"It's Pascal, the human who soaks in sweet pot water. Only she can figure out the relevant issues. Before that, I will not approve the creation of the third-generation tactical humanoids." Sun Yang made a summary.

In addition, there are also plans such as the Iron Blood Force temporarily not using energy weapons, but using live ammunition for the time being. There is no other way. The speed of research in Oasis is very real. It is too unrealistic to produce results in a few months. And there is also a plan to standardize the specifications of humanoid weapons and ammunition.

These were things that couldn't be done when the base was in trouble before, but now that they have finally had a break, the humanoids have started to busy themselves with the things they were supposed to do.

After almost finalizing his next itinerary, Sun Yang breathed a sigh of relief, ready to enjoy this truly restful time. He had just returned from the End of the World and had been working non-stop to advance maps, which was really exhausting.

Take a few days off, take a few days off, and wait for Strider to come back. We can talk about other things when we meet.

As he was thinking, Sun Yang closed his eyes.

"Master Sun Yang! Master Sun Yang!" There were knocks and shouts coming from outside the door.

Who is it? Who is it? Who is so annoying, knocking on the door just when I was about to take a break! This voice sounds quite familiar.

Sun Yang got off the bed, walked to the door and opened it.

Strider's mask appeared right in front of Sun Yang.

"You? It's only been a few days? Did you fly here?" Sun Yang widened his eyes.

"I just called the magic ship over. No big deal." Strade stroked his beard.

Damn it, work overtime. Sun Yang quickly let Strider in.

He peeked outside to make sure no one was looking in his direction.

However, the farmer and his guards were gone. They had probably packed up and left, or perhaps fled to another parallel world. Fortunately, I had gone to look for the farmer a little early.

Sun Yang closed the door while feeling relieved.

61 Show Strade what advanced technology is

"You're here at the right time, Strade." Sun Yang asked the true master to sit on the bed and moved a stool himself.

"Master Sun Yang, I've collected as many cuneiform stones and campfire explorers as I could along the way, according to your needs. But the world outside is truly different. I can't even recognize which country these ruins belong to."

Strade handed Sun Yang a bag of flour, and Sun Yang took it all without hesitation.

"Have a glass of water and take a rest first. Have you seen that hypocritical and arrogant Blue Guardian?" Sun Yang took out a cup of cactus juice, the ultimate improved version 3.0, from the base.

"Thank you. I met that person. After meeting him, I am no longer surprised why you have that attitude, Master. The props you provided are very useful." Strade picked up the cup, took a big sip, and put it aside naturally.

Hmm? Is this water drinkable? Sun Yang also fished out another cup from the base and drank it.

Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

Sun Yang calmly threw the cup back. He suggested that the coffee shop mix these into the feed as soon as possible to add some vitamins to the livestock.

"Is this juice from cactus? When this place was not yet Dolan Gureg, I had the honor of tasting the juice of a plant growing in the desert in the south of the empire. It tasted similar to this. My colleagues and I vomited after drinking it at that time, but now we can accept this taste." Strade drank all the juice and made a refreshing sound.

"My men are still refining the juice, but I think it's better for them to focus on the real work. Well, I thought you would come later..."