I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

Some potions and injections of unknown effect, a portable medical kit, a brand new revolver, a brand new 357mm pistol, and a number of matching .9 Magnum bullets and mm bullets.

What a bountiful harvest! Ariana put the things in her bag and then left to continue on her way.

Compared to the short bursts of gunfire from Ariana's side (Ariana usually doesn't give the other side a chance to shoot), it was much more lively on Postman No. 6's side.

The remaining fugitives and the postman had a passionate confrontation in the corridor on the first floor, but the postman chose to directly hold the shotgun and suppress the opponent's attack with the shotgun under the opponent's firepower.

The suppressed fugitives could only fire blindly at the corridor with their guns, but the postman's metal breastplate actually blocked one or two underpowered .38 pistol bullets. She took out a short knife and jumped directly into the middle of the fugitives under the blind fire from the opposite side.

The postman swung the dagger in his hand and killed all three people, but in the chaos the fugitive still fired two shots. The unlucky postman was shot in the arm and was bleeding.

118 Deputy Sheriff, are you okay?

"Damn it." The postman quickly picked out the bullet while the adrenaline was still running high, bandaged his injured arm, and then took out a treatment needle from his waist bag and injected it into his body.

"Huh! Ha!" The pain and discomfort in his arm were instantly relieved. The postman moved his injured arm and felt that it was probably okay.

"Postman No. 6, how are you doing over there?" Aliana rushed over from the other side. She didn't meet many people there, and no one could hurt her. "Are you injured? Can you move your arm?"

"Not very lucky. But I've had the injection, so it's okay. What about you? Did you find anything?" Postman No. 6 waved his hand and said.

What does it mean to have had an injection? Adrenaline shots or morphine are just a trick; they can't heal bones or muscles. Ariana could only wait until the battle was over to examine her wounds. After all, she was fully trained.

"I found a sunken safe in the store and unlocked it. Do you want this gun?" Aliana took out the brand new revolver from her bag.

"Oh, a sharpshooter and a master locksmith! My luck has changed!" Postman No. 6 took the bullets and the gun. Just by the comfortable feel of the stock, she knew how good the gun was. "You really don't need it? This gun is awesome."

"I don't need it." Ariana always believed that a pistol was enough as long as it was sufficient, and all the fancy things were useless. The 9mm pistol would be enough to use until the end of the mission.

"Okay, with this treasure, I can shoot through their bunkers." Postman No. 6 rushed to the second floor with a revolver and a dagger.

"Hey wait, where's Deputy Sheriff Beagle? Have you finished searching the first floor?" Ariana said she didn't find anyone.

"I didn't see anyone, so I guess they threw it on the second floor." Postman No. 6 said casually.

"Okay, then can your arm continue to fight?" Ariana pointed to her arm.

"I told you I've had an injection. You old-fashioned guy, you've never used a medical needle? This thing is very useful for treating small-caliber gunshot wounds. As long as your arm is not broken, it can be cured. But if it is really broken, you still need to heal the wound. Do you have any medical needles left? Lend me some, I'll return it later." Postman No. 6 stretched out his hand naturally.

"Which one are you talking about?" Ariana opened the package and pointed to the pile of potions she had just looted.

"Oh my god, morphine X and crazy medicine? Do you have Jet?" Postman No. 6 took out the injections and medicine bottles.

"Are these combat potions?" Ariana had heard that soldiers took drugs to dispel their fear before going to the battlefield.

"Oh, dear good girl. I don't need this kind of thing to fight, but these can be sold at a good price. Many people like this thing, and they can be exchanged for a lot of bottle caps." Postman No. 6 only took out a treatment needle and put it in his pocket.

"Can it be exchanged for money?" Aliana edited the message and sent it to Sun Yang. Regardless, this meant that medical resources could be exchanged for a large amount of other supplies.

"You'll see addicts willingly swap dozens of bottle caps for a single injection. Okay, my wounds are almost healed, let's keep going, keep going!" Postman No. 6 pulled Ariana to his side and rushed up the stairs together. "Oh! I feel really, really good now!"

This treatment injection also contains stimulants? Aliana could only follow the postman up to the second floor, following behind her butt and shooting at the enemy.

These fugitives have never fought against a gunslinger as accurate as Ariana. Perhaps only the elite rangers of NCR can compete with Ariana.

With a fierce attack and a fierce charge, Postman No. 6 wielded his revolver and knife to smash the heads of all the fugitives. Aliana followed behind and picked up the bullets, bottle caps and NCR local currency.

Not long after, in a nondescript room on the second floor, Postman No. 6 found a man kneeling on the ground with his hands tied. He was confused for a moment when he saw two women swaggering in.

"Are you here to save me? I thought about praying to God to rescue me, but my hands are numb and I can't control them. It would be great if you could let me go." He said to Postman No. 6 and Ariana.

"Hahahaha, you kid, that's how you treat your lifesaver? Tell me something useful first, and then I'll consider whether to let you go. For example, where did that group of people who recently passed through this town go? Do you remember?" Postman No. 6 subconsciously pulled a water gun from his pocket and sprayed him in the face. Deputy Sheriff Bigger spat on the ground in disgust.

"I'm in danger now. If you untie me, I can tell you all the information, including the whereabouts of those Khan gang members." The deputy sheriff moved his tightly bound arms.

"Ah? You think you are qualified to negotiate with me now? Look at my knife..." Postman No. 6 shook the dagger covered with blood and brain matter in his hand.

"Either you tell us or you rot here." Ariana also interjected, and she had quite a lot of weapons and bullets in her hands.

"Well, you seem reliable. I'll tell you what I know. I heard them say they were going to Norwalk. If you want to track them, I strongly suggest you take the main road through Neptune." The deputy sheriff looked at the indifferent Aliana.

"You know these roads, right?" Aliana, who was not a local at all, asked Postman No. 6, who was wiping his dagger on the deputy sheriff's clothes.

Although the deputy sheriff tried his best to avoid it, the postman was much stronger than him. After the postman punched him on the head to make him behave himself, the deputy sheriff could only watch in silence as the postman wiped the knife clean with his clothes.

"Of course, I'm familiar with it. Neptune, Novak, go all the way east from here. Damn, I feel like I'm wasting my time. Will these guys just take the main road?" Postman No. 6 cursed.

"Although I sympathize with your situation, I can't go with you because I have to stay and protect the town of Primm," said the deputy sheriff with a shrug.

"I don't need a useless deputy sheriff who will be caught by a few kidnappers. Okay, I have cleared out all the fugitives outside, let's go out." Postman No. 6 used a dagger to cut the rope that bound his hands.

"This is the most shameful episode in my entire law enforcement career. The Dynamite Gang sneaked in at night and killed my sister and her husband, the sheriff. I narrowly escaped death because I slept in the office that night. Since then, I have been keeping an eye on them, waiting for the opportunity to catch them all in one fell swoop." The deputy sheriff retorted in a long-winded manner. He slowly got up from the ground, his feet shaking.

"And then you had the bad luck to be discovered, tied up like a duck and thrown here. This kind of rope can be broken in a few minutes. Didn't you flex your muscles when they tied you up?" Postman No. 6 was still rude.

"Pumping up your muscles is useless. You really still have to rely on your arm strength," Ariana grumbled calmly.

"It's useful, very useful. I've escaped several times using this trick. But it only works if the opponent doesn't intend to kill you immediately." The postman touched his head; the bullet hole was still aching.

"Let's go, ladies! Oh, I'm afraid I don't want to come to Buffalo Steve's in the next few years." The deputy sheriff didn't want to watch these two people playing tricks anymore.

119 Look What I Fixed?

After Ariana and Postman No. 6 got the deputy out of the building, his mind seemed to be much clearer.

"Oh my, this was really exciting. We finally taught those thugs a lesson, right? It's really thrilling when I think about it now." The deputy sheriff looked like he had just been through a fierce battle.

"The problem is that Prim Town is still a lawless place. What if those thugs threaten us or kidnap us next time?" He seemed to be really worried when he said this.

"How about I stuff some garbage or shit or piss into your mouth so that you can get something in your head? Tell me more details." Postman No. 6 ignored the deputy sheriff's words.

"What do you mean in more detail? The public security issues in this town?" The deputy sheriff played dumb.

"The man in the plaid shirt! The Khan Gang! Do you think you can get rid of me by saying just these few words?" Postman No. 6 waved his strong arms and dagger at the deputy sheriff.

"Ah, yes, yes. My memory has become much clearer since I was untied. At that time, the Khan Gang and a man in a suit were discussing the goods they got from a postman. I think that postman was you. They also said that they would go through Neptune Road to Novak and meet someone there." The deputy sheriff told it all like water was pouring out of a bamboo tube.

"Damn it, you've got a lot of secrets to hide? Hide, hide, hide the hell out of it." Postman No. 6 gave the deputy sheriff a spinning kick on the butt, knocking him to the ground.

"Hey, don't say that. There's one thing you haven't solved for me yet. Can you help me find a sheriff for this town?" The deputy sheriff who was kicked to the ground was not very angry, or he didn't dare to be angry. After all, the two people in front of him did save him, and they defeated a dozen fugitives together.

"What are you talking about? You are the sheriff now. Now that all your superiors are gone, it's your turn now, isn't it?" Postman No. 6 looked at the person in front of him as if he were a fool.

"No, no, no, it's not like that. I'm just a deputy. If there's no sheriff, my position as deputy is just a nominal one. This is called a management system." The deputy sheriff quickly shook his head.

"Because you are a coward and your fighting ability is very weak, you are simply not capable of fighting the bandits. You will not be able to survive without bringing some capable fighters with you." Ariana pointed out mercilessly.

"Cough cough cough cough!! In short, the sheriff must be as brave as you, but secondly, he must take care of his family. He must settle down first before he can protect us. I heard that there is a sheriff named Miles from the Explosives Gang in the prison. He may be a good choice." The deputy sheriff coughed loudly for a while to cover up his embarrassment.

"Ah? There's still this guy in prison? Anyway, forget it. He's dead," Postman No. 6 pointed at himself proudly. "I chopped his head off myself. Tsk, tsk, it flew out in a spiral."

"What?" The deputy sheriff looked as if the world was about to end. "Well, or you can help me tell NCR that you can let them take over this city. I really don't understand why they haven't come to help us yet." The deputy sheriff cursed.

"I remember NCR was set up to have very heavy taxes?" Ariana interjected. "Besides, this matter can't be decided by two outsiders and a coward, right? Wouldn't it be better to ask other locals?"

"There's no bottle cap money to be made from this." Postman No. 6 picked his ear.

"I'll pay for it. Oh, you can go to Prim Sheriff's Office..." the deputy sheriff said with a panicked look.

"The bodies of your sister and brother-in-law are still in there, right?" Even the carefree Postman No. 6 frowned.

"Well, after all, people are dead. They would be happy to make some contribution to this town after their death." The deputy sheriff murmured.

"Tsk, alright. Since you said so. Ariana, let's help this poor town." Postman No. 6's attitude changed immediately when he found out there was some profit to be made.

"That man in a suit and the Khan Gang..." Ariana frowned and said, "Dear Postman No. 6, have you forgotten why you came to this town?"

"Oh, look at you. I tell you, one or two days doesn't matter. Making money while chasing is the true meaning of life. Let's go talk to the people here." Postman No. 6 generously dragged the deputy sheriff back to the Wiki and Vance Casino where many people had stayed before.

After entering the casino, Postman No. 6 called everyone present over and told everyone in the town that they must find a suitable sheriff to protect the town of Primm.

Her saliva flew everywhere, and the residents of the town stood far away, saying that they had to find a reliable sheriff.

The deputy sheriff is definitely not qualified. He got this job entirely thanks to his sister and brother-in-law. Although he is a man of ideas, knows how to stake out and collect intelligence, and is quite experienced with guns, the deputy sheriff is a coward.

"I think the people in this town have similar ideas to yours. But the guy in the prison who was suitable to be the sheriff should have been beaten to death by you. We have to think of another idea." Old Nash said.

"What do you think about NCR?" Postman No. 6 continued to ask.

"From my own observation, they have difficulty even protecting themselves, let alone bringing law and order to this town." Old Nash expressed his opinion.

"Neither this nor that works. How about just letting this robot be the sheriff?" Postman No. 6 suddenly turned his head and said.

"Huh? Huh? What?" Ariana was a little flustered. How could she have been seen through so directly? I didn't seem to act very much like a robot.

"What? Isn't there a robot here?" Postman No. 6 walked around Ariana and pulled out a fat-headed, short and thick-limbed robot security guard wearing a cowboy hat from the depths of the casino.

"Prim Robot Security is at your service! The purest cowboy robot in Wiki and Vance Casino and Museum! Oops!" The Robot Security was dragged over by the extraordinary strength of Postman No. 6.

Finally, a robot that looks like a robot. But if you bring this thing over as sheriff, you really don't want to do this job. The others will definitely think you're a fool. Ariana complained silently in her heart.

Old Nash and the people around him fell into a brief contemplation, but soon old Nash came forward to speak.

"I never thought he could be sheriff, but you have to rewrite his program." Old Nash thought it was okay.

"This is a robot security guard!" Ariana couldn't help but say.

"Wrong, wrong, this is a police robot. It was originally responsible for the security of this casino, but it has been expanded from one store to the entire town, which is no problem. Moreover, this robot has built-in laser weapons, so the firepower is definitely enough." Postman No. 6 is obviously knowledgeable.

Laser weapons? This lousy machine? Is the power enough? Ariana felt that Postman No. 6's eloquence suddenly improved when he was bragging.

"So who among us is more familiar with robots? Uh, I might have to look through some scientific magazines to see the introduction." Postman No. 6 scratched his head awkwardly.

"Does this robot have voice recognition capabilities?" Ariana said, pointing at the robot security guard struggling in the hands of Postman No. 6.

"Of course. Haven't you seen Victor? That guy is very smart." Postman No. 6 said as a matter of course.

"Uh, scan your data registry immediately, you've been hacked." Ariana tried voice input based on her common sense as a humanoid.

If we're all robots, then the design ideas should be similar. Ariana tried it with mixed feelings.

"Beep, beep, beep... Reloading data, Prim Slim self-test complete. Oh, look, I found this data file in an isolated subsystem." The security machine made a noise and spit out a piece of paper. Old Nash went over and took it out, saying, "Now we know where the lost collection went."

The people around her were all amazed. They didn't expect that this girl who always said strange things and had no common sense could actually repair the machine. With just one sentence, the machine could self-check.

"Commander, Commander, can you hear me? I've encountered this stupid robot claiming to have laser weapons. I need the support of a tele-engineering humanoid!" Ariana didn't understand this stuff, but since it was useful, she needed to think about it.

After all, it was a laser weapon. Humanoids had never used such powerful equipment before. I didn't expect that it could be used so easily in this world.

[Stupid robot? Where are you guys?] Sun Yang's voice came from the voice channel.

[We are in Prim Town!] Ariana could only pretend to drag the machine over.

"Prim, that's fine. I'll set up a separate channel. You can talk to the engineering department." Sun Yang clicked a few times, and soon several unfamiliar voices broke into Ariana's communication channel.

"Alright dear Ranger, share your vision! Let's get down to business!" the Oasis figure from the engineering department yelled over Ariana's communication channel.

So Ariana diligently began to repair the old mechanical security guard, while Postman No. 6 next to her started chatting about other things.

"Old Nash, do you still have an eyeball robot in the house?" asked Postman No. 6.

"No, Postman Six, that's just an old eyeball robot. A courier left it here a few months ago. I spent some time repairing it, but it still doesn't work. I still can't get it working again. I wanted to use it for some deliveries, but it hasn't moved since then."

"What's wrong with that thing?" asked Postman No. 6.

"Who knows? I don't think the problem is serious, but I haven't been able to do repair work for a long time. If you can fix it and make it work again, it will be yours. That eyeball robot is much more difficult to serve than this security machine." Old Nash didn't seem to care much.

"Look at what you said. As long as Ariana says yes, then it's okay. I owe you a favor, Ariana. Remember to ask me for it next time." Postman No. 6 said this and ran out in a hurry. She wanted to move the eyeball robot back as well.

"Hey? Repair another one? This one is already difficult to repair." Ariana didn't really want to do this job.

"Stop talking nonsense! The Commander sent you out to gather tech. Why else do you think they pulled you out?" The engineering department's T-dolls were rather rude, and perhaps under their direction, Ariana was a bit flustered.

But no matter what Ariana thought, Postman No. 6 had already moved EDE in. Faced with two completely unfamiliar robots, Ariana could only reluctantly borrow these unreliable repair tools from local residents to repair the security machine and EDE bit by bit.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Postman No. 6 was also busy. She ran to the sheriff's office and took everything she could use from the sheriff and his wife whose heads had been blown off.

So Ariana could only sigh as she watched Postman No. 6 come back with a handsome cowboy repeating rifle.

"How do you plan to use that weak weapon? Use a slow weapon to fight against the enemy's submachine guns and laser guns?" Ariana said as the remote engineering human took over the hand control system.

"You're wrong, Ariana. This gun has excellent accuracy. The submachine guns in Mojave are useless beyond fifty meters. Laser guns are slightly better, but their strength is limited. But this cowboy rifle can penetrate the head of a lucky guy from two hundred meters away." Cowboy No. 6 carefully wiped the cowboy lever rifle.

Apparently, this world has no new laser weapons due to the nuclear war. If you were to encounter a normal laser weapon, you would not be able to stand here now.

Ariana gave up trying to persuade the postman. She knew she would replace it herself if it really didn't work. She continued to work hard, repairing the robot.

This security device was indeed quite something. It used a rather advanced battery. Although Ariana found it incredibly powerful, it seemed to be powered by... nuclear fusion batteries.

Are you kidding me? It's actually a nuclear fusion battery. No wonder I can't understand its internal structure. If we dismantle this without permission, everyone here will be doomed.

No wonder this security machine has a high-powered laser weapon inside, and no wonder people in this world talk about laser weapons so casually. This world's technology is just too bizarre.

Moreover, this machine is not high-tech at all. Its running memory is less than one ten-thousandth of its own. However, such a small amount of memory can still provide reliable dialogue logic and internal programs. Are all the programmers in this world monsters?