I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"Clothes are in the way!" Gou Zi stretched out both hands and tore all the clothes Sun Yang was wearing indoors into pieces.

"Sorry, Gouzi, um!" Sun Yang was about to say something when a warm feeling enveloped him.

"It's okay, it's okay." Gou Zi was picked up and looked at Sun Yang straight.

For some reason, facing the dog's bright eyes, Sun Yang felt a sense of guilt from the bottom of his heart.

It feels like she is doing something bad or bullying a stupid child. Although Gouzi is not stupid, she is only good to the people she likes. She will cherish the people around her and express her feelings directly.

"What does the commander like?" Gou Zi licked her lips lightly. She hugged Sun Yang's waist and looked up at Sun Yang from the bottom up.

"I don't have any special hobbies. Just ordinary ones are fine." Sun Yang stroked the dog's soft long hair. She didn't have any skills when licking it, but it felt very green and new...

"RUA! SOP2! Attack!" SOP2 swiftly threw Sun Yang onto the bed. "Although I don't know much about it, so I asked Pascal to install a universal model. But leave the rest to SOP2!"

"...Just try not to break my bones." Sun Yang had given up resisting.

"I won't do that. I love your commander very much, so let me defeat you! Just lie down and count the cracks in the ceiling, it will be over soon." Gouzi ripped his pants to shreds in a cool manner, moving his joints. He looked like he was ready for a fight.

Why rip the clothes? Before Sun Yang had time to think about this question, the dog had already rushed over.

A tight, moist, and warm feeling gripped his heart and mind. The dog seemed to be hugging him carefully.

Although there was a dull pain in his bones, the dog seemed to be using his strength carefully, moving as gently as possible while holding Sun Yang.

"It's a strange feeling, but not unpleasant. It feels, it feels good." The dog muttered, moving his body awkwardly.

"I thought you would be more forceful?" Sun Yang still felt a little heavy, but the feeling of taking it slow was quite enjoyable.

"Do something more like a dog? No, the commander will definitely be seriously injured."

"You can follow your heart, I'm fine. After all, it would be hard for a dog to be restrained, right?" Sun Yang touched the dog's belly. Beneath the thin skin was solid steel.

Only at this time did he realize that these girls were real robots. Although their emotions were rich and delicate, some details were far from those of human girls.

Crunch. Sun Yang felt his waist suddenly tighten. A bloodthirsty, dangerous smile appeared on Gouzi's face. Her hands pressed down on Sun Yang's shoulders, like iron claws digging into a wall.

"This is, this is what you said yourself, Commander? I didn't force you to do this, okay? Dishi? Are you ready?"

"Ah, I'm ready." Sun Yang said.

Extreme pain and pleasure came from between his buttocks. Gouzi screamed wildly while showing off his behind on Sun Yang's body.

After doing this hundreds of times, Gou Zi still didn't feel satisfied, so he simply pulled Sun Yang up and pressed him against the wall.

The repeated crushing made Sun Yang's breathing difficult. But under such stimulation, he quickly surrendered.

"Commander! Commander! This! This is great! More! Commander! Hold me tight!" Gouzi's body was shaking, and heat was radiating from her body. She hugged Sun Yang passionately, feeling his body temperature.

What happened next was like Sun Yang's consciousness sinking into a deep ocean. Sun Yang finally realized what would happen to the strong yet gentle dog if he gave up his desires.

.......

Hmm? What happened? Why don't I remember falling asleep?

Sun Yang opened his eyes with difficulty. He felt pain all over his body and it seemed as if he had fallen asleep in someone's arms.

"Oh~ Commander, you're awake!" Gou Zi pulled his arm out of Sun Yang.

"I'm awake. What happened last night?" Sun Yang took out two dripping stones and slowly nursed himself. Although the pain in his body had eased, he still felt very tired.

"Last night was, like, really great," Gouzi said, his expression serious. "Let's play Big Dog again next time, Commander."

Why don't I remember playing the Big Dog game? Sun Yang pressed his aching head and got up from the bed.

"Commander, let me help you walk." Gou Zi also climbed up from the bed.

"I'm not that weak. Gouzi, you should clean yourself up first." Sun Yang pointed under Gouzi's body.

"This needs to be cleaned." Gouzi fiddled with something under his body and pulled out a cylindrical part. Then he took out a cylindrical battery from his backpack and stuffed it back into the empty space.

"Ah???" Sun Yang was confused.

"What's wrong, Commander?" Gouzi asked normally.

"Removable?" Sun Yang suddenly had the illusion that he had been fucked by a masturbation cup all night.

"Of course. Okay, okay, Commander, you go eat first. I need to wash up first. It's full." Gou Zi went out first carrying the cylinder.

Sun Yang, still digesting this information, stepped outside. The previously drab, hardcover apartment was now filled with a lot of stuff, primarily game consoles and books.

AR15 and M4 were lying on the sofa playing an online game. They seemed to be just playing casually, and both sides were still testing each other's abilities to attack.

"Good morning." Sun Yang greeted.

[Good morning, Ayang. The sweet wife set meal we made is already on the table. Eat it while it’s hot.] AR15 stared at the screen and didn’t even have time to speak.

[15 Why are you suddenly letting yourself go?] M4's voice also interrupted.

[You need to change your mood occasionally.] AR15 took advantage of M4's conversation and suddenly pressed the handle violently to fire a series of attacks, but M4 blocked all of them.

[Today's match is Pascal. Don't get too excited. It's not your turn yet.] M4 continued to rub the controller furiously.

[Let's make a deal. Should we attack together?] AR15's eyes shifted.

[No, I want to keep it to myself.]

【Okay, that's fine.】

Did you arrange the order without my knowledge? Sun Yang pressed his aching waist and opened the lid of the food on the table.

Hmm... fried eel with rice, oyster and prawn soup, grilled leeks, wolfberry and white fungus soup. They all look good, but they seem to be all aphrodisiac dishes?

I'm so touched that the humanoids at home cook for me. Although all the dishes are aphrodisiacs, which has exposed their thoughts, this is at least food made carefully by my dear.

Look at the unroasted sugar coating on the eel, and the undercooked goji berries over here – it's obvious the hard-headed dolls made them by hand, following the exact menu. If I were ordering takeout, I wouldn't have this problem.

Taste it now!

Sun Yang downed the eel rice; the overly sweet taste killed his taste buds. The wolfberry and white fungus soup on the side seemed unmelted and very chewy. The roasted leeks were too salty. The oysters and prawns were the only ones that were okay, as the dish was solely about the natural freshness of the oysters and prawns, devoid of any other flavors.

...As expected, if you follow the recipe exactly, things will get weird. Did the person who transmitted the recipe have a flavor that's a bit too strong? Sun Yang finished his meal with a serious look on his face. Then he took two large glasses of water and drank them.

"How is it, Ayang? Is it delicious? I made it based on the data of the most famous chef here." AR15 lost the game and turned around to look at Sun Yang.

"To be honest, it's not very good. Even if I put it politely, it's not very good... I'm afraid that video of yours is not a cooking video." Sun Yang is a good man who tells the truth.

"But the person he's hanging up is a famous British comedian. He has the highest number of clicks, subscriptions, and positive reviews." AR15 and M4 pulled up the video they were watching.

"It's obviously a prank on the British culinary world. It's amazing that he can eat every episode. Just learn from Chef Griffin. If you lose interest, just order some takeout or something." Sun Yang flicked his tongue and felt that his taste buds were still a little dull.

"That won't work. 15 and I are the mistresses of this house. How can it be possible if the mistress doesn't know these things?" M4 rolled over and stood up.

"Ayang, just wait and see. We will take care of your stomach! Oh, and by the way, Pascal and M14 will also be here tonight. Commander, please remember to pick them up." AR15 also said righteously.

"Good..." Sun Yang patted his full stomach. Since everyone seemed so lazy, he might as well be lazy too.

The AR team didn't seem to have any particular hobbies. If anything, only Brother 16 liked drinking, but the others barely had time for hobbies or anything like that.

But during the break, just do what you want to do. Like take a nap or something. When Sun Yang returned to the room, Gouzi was carrying the quilt to throw it into the washing machine.

What's going on? Is the AR team actually very particular about hygiene? Sun Yang made way for the dog.

"The quilt is full of smell, we need to wash it quickly... Oh? Commander, do you want to savor it?" Gou Zi winked when he saw Sun Yang trying to go back to his room.

"Right now, I don't really want to," Sun Yang felt a dull pain, "I mainly want to play games."

"Tsk~ Commander, when you're not commanding the battle, do you only think about playing games?" Gouzi stuffed the quilt into the washing machine and watched it spin.

"What else?" As a man with absolutely no sense of romance, Sun Yang really didn't know what fun things to do outside. And if it cost too much, he felt he'd be easily followed by the FBI, which would be very troublesome.

"It's okay. Even if the commander is lazy and can't survive without taking drugs every day, I will take care of him." Gou Zi said, patting his chest.

"Wow, are you really that horrible?" Sun Yang shook his head, carrying his laptop to the living room and sitting next to M4 and AR15. After cleaning up, Gouzi also lay down on a rocking recliner, rocking back and forth.

Although there was not much communication or words, there was a wonderful sense of warmth when everyone sat together in the living room and did their own things.

In the blink of an eye, it was evening. Sun Yang called Pascal and M14, who were dressed in home clothes, over.

"Professor~ Long time no see~" Pascal enthusiastically hugged Sun Yang and spun him around twice. Her face was filled with smiles and her complexion was rosy.

"What's going on?" the three members of the AR team asked the calm M14.

"Pascal drank a lot of wine to give herself courage. But she prepared too many bionic organs for herself, and now she is a little drunk." M14 simply explained everything.

"Long time no see, Pascal~" Sun Yang also hugged Pascal. She smelled of alcohol, but it was okay and acceptable.

"The professorship belongs to me tonight~" Pascal skipped the small talk and dragged Sun Yang into the house. The rest of the people looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Anyway, I brought some decorations, and I learned about food from Hawke. Do you want to learn?"

"Let's get started." AR15 and M4 immediately walked into the kitchen with great enthusiasm. Gouzi just sat on the recliner waiting, and she was only responsible for eating.

Pascal couldn't wait to get intimate with Sun Yang. Since she wasn't a tactical humanoid, she was very light, so Sun Yang could relax a little.

This experience was completely different from what other people had experienced. The AR team was very enthusiastic, but it was so enthusiastic that Sun Yang felt a little overwhelmed.

Sun Yang was able to take on Pascal's enthusiasm. But as time went by, Sun Yang felt that his physical strength seemed to be insufficient.

Pascal took too long, and Sun Yang had used up all his strength in the second half of the night, so he could only lie on the bed panting.

"You want more? More?" Pascal's voice came again. Hearing this, Sun Yang couldn't say he was tired or anything like that. He could only try harder.

This kind of activity continued throughout the second half of the night.

92 Griffin's Divine Punishment Faction in Action

Sun Yang spent the New Year of 2055 begging for mercy, both painful and joyful. He didn't plan on making any major moves until Ains continued to assign him tasks. He would only occasionally send some humanoids off to explore the world. If they found it too much trouble to return to Sun Yang's side, they would simply self-destruct and turn to ash before returning home. Anyway, calling for humanoids from Sun Yang's side would cost mana, so the arduous journey back was a real pain.

So, around the world, the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction, with their superior individual combat capabilities, constantly traveled to various locations, randomly selecting and shooting several local officials and wealthy people. After killing as many deserving individuals as possible, they would directly self-destruct, leaving no one to recover a single screw.

The Griffin Punisher's frequent terrorist activities have rekindled the memory of this powerful terrorist organization. Besides the KVA, Atlas now faces a new and persistent foe: the Griffin Punisher. Atlas's security is sufficient to deter Griffin Punisher's attacks, leading to a significant number of individuals hiring Atlas.

Before anyone knew it, Atlas's power had expanded to the point where the Atlas logo could be seen everywhere. But who could blame them for their excellent work? As long as Atlas was there, this strange Griffin Divine Punishment sect couldn't get through.

In addition, the number of strange groups operating under this banner has gradually increased around the world.

Some of them should have been spread by Strider. He mentioned in the chat room that doing so would be helpful for future actions, and it would be quite interesting to perform the role of a charlatan.

The guy who uses miracle cures dares to call himself a charlatan and a fraud. What do you think the real charlatans and frauds should do?

Despite this, Sun Yang did not try to stop Strade's actions. After all, no matter how hard they investigated, they would not be able to trace him back to the real culprit. As long as Strade could still report his safety to the Griffin chat room, it would be fine.

As for the others, they were probably some fools who dug up some news about the Divine Punishment Sect and thought that this organization had a strong record and was very powerful, so they put on some cover and prepared to take action.

Although the Griffin Divine Punishment faction didn't cause much of a stir in international news, after all, no one cared much about foreign affairs, which was normal.

Whether it is crushing the leader of the Congolese capital, Ma, or carrying out a terrorist attack in Romania, these things are too far-fetched for those who live in peaceful countries.

But for those with clear minds, the Divine Punishment Sect is simply the best object of study and spiritual inspiration.

Look at these guys! They're not just carrying out a simple attack, they're turning a city upside down and killing all the guilty people! Wow, man, the Griffin Punishment Sect is so cool! I want to be one of them! Spread the true gospel of God!

Of course, the truly fateful Slave Island incident remained completely silent, at least not yet. US officials even offered Atlas numerous incentives to keep the story secret. An emergency internal purge was also carried out to keep the incident under wraps.

Although these things have been exposed now and have little impact on the middle and lower classes, the upper class will probably be affected by the fuss.

Face and the like are not important, no one has any. The only fear is that a competitor will get hold of this and publish it in the news to impeach him, which would probably get him kicked out of politics.

Although everyone knows this, the rules of the game are like this: if you are caught in a weak spot and fail to fight back, just get out. There are only so many slots, and there are many people who are eager to take them. If you leave, someone else will take the seat and continue to work.

As for whether you have ever considered that as long as you don't go, you won't be caught... If everyone in the world is so cautious and keeps themselves clean, then this world would be too beautiful!

You know, going to Slave Island for team building is also a social activity! It helps everyone be on the same page and continue to work together!

Think about it, if you don't go, they won't talk business with you, so would you go or not? I guess there are many people who go there for fun and to talk business.

This is why many high-ranking officials in the United States were so nervous after the Griffin Divine Punishment Sect raided Slave Island. They were unsure what the Divine Punishment Sect was, as there were simply too many secrets on that island.

The joint investigation team of the "Griffin Divine Punishment Faction", composed of elites from all over the world, was worried.

The KVA incident wasn't particularly serious, but the Divine Punishment Sect was truly terrifying. Their international investigation team even received dozens of times more resources and manpower than before, and their authority was significantly increased.

Although the team members did not know why they were suddenly given so many more resources, it did not prevent them from using these resources for activities.

The main reason the top management is willing to support resources is the slave island issue. This issue is the sword of Damocles hanging over everyone's head. No one can sleep well unless it is resolved.

Of course, the reason must not be told to anyone. In this matter, the fewer people who know about it, the better.

The problem is that all they can catch are random people, all hot-blooded idiots trying to hide their true identity. The investigation team often has to send a large number of people to catch them immediately after receiving a notice.

Unbeknownst to the others, the investigation team had a rather vague understanding of the Griffin Divine Punishment Faction's combat effectiveness. One versus ten was doubtful, but one versus five was definitely no problem.

As a result, most of the organizations involved in the incidents were immediately pinned down and beaten by forces dozens of times their own. These individuals were invariably apprehended by the tense police and investigative teams around the world. However, when they encountered genuine Griffin Punishment members, these individuals were beaten to a pulp, suffering heavy losses and still failing to apprehend anyone. Therefore, the only effective strategy was to eliminate Griffin Punishment terrorists with all possible force.