The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

For some reason, the train station is not located in the urban area, but in a place far away from the city, so you must take a car to go to the urban area.

Qin En didn't bother to squeeze the bus, but found a taxi (the driver was still a self-disciplined doll).

"Go to the hotel first and let's have a good rest for a few days."

"Is there enough money?" Lightning asked with concern.

"It's enough, don't worry about it." Anna still has a lot of small coffers.

Qin En didn't feel guilty at all for taking Anna's money: Isn't it normal to kill monsters and blow up money?

Vector looked at Liberol who was still unconscious and said, "What should she do?"

Qin En also had some difficulties with this point.

Her condition was much more serious than imagined.

During the previous battle, Liberol had suddenly lost consciousness. If it wasn't for Lightning and others' reaction, he might not have been shot directly.

"Just take it with you." Qin En said helplessly: "Oh, I understand why she was barefoot when I found her. I'm afraid that this frequent loss of consciousness may cause problems in daily life."

The self-disciplined doll in charge of driving suddenly said, "Faulty doll? If it can't be cured, you might as well arrange her in an orphanage."

"The orphanage?" Qin En asked puzzledly, "Is this reliable?"

"It's an orphanage run by a humanoid rights protection organization—it just so happens that I have a contact number here, do you need me to contact them for you?"

Qin En wanted to agree, but suddenly he saw Lightning and Vector who were sitting behind were using their eyes to hint Qin En not to do that.

Qin En didn't understand the specific reason, but he chose to trust Lightning and the others: "No need, we can take good care of her."

"Then you have to work harder."

The self-disciplined doll who was driving looked enviously at the unconscious Liberol, and at Qin En and the others who would rather take care of him than throw him to the orphanage.

In the case that the dolls are collectively controlled by others, the friendship between dolls is also a precious thing.

But the driver who lamented that the friendship is humanoid did not see Qin En's lip communication with Lightning and others.

"Griffin has worked with such organizations before." Lightning said to Qin En with lips.

"Did they do the same thing as Anna?"

The corner of Vector's mouth curled into a sneer: "It's even worse: they will remove the parts from the doll and give them to Griffin to deal with (*1)."

The system, which has never spoken, said, "It's probably like human rights organizations remove human 'parts' and sell them to private companies."

The systematic analogy made Qin En tremble.

"Catching a random person on the street is more reliable than the so-called human rights organization." Vector's metaphor is as extreme as ever.

But Lightning didn't say Vector's metaphor was extreme this time around: apparently, if not true, it wasn't that far off.

"Ah, the checkpoint is here." The driver's words interrupted Qin En's thoughts.

When he came back to his senses, Qin En saw a snow-white wall that was so huge that it reminded him of Attack on Titan.

Barbed wire, machine guns, fully armed tactical dolls... and below are long snake-like teams and a large number of tents piled up outside the checkpoint.

When seeing these things, Qin En subconsciously thought that he had time traveled again.

"What's the situation in this city?"

"This is a checkpoint. This is the safest city in the Soviet Union in 2060. It's normal to be strict."

"How long will this take?"

Looking at the long snake-like team, Qin En felt a little desperate.

"No, we're going there."

The driver pointed to a relatively secluded location.

It says [Exclusive passage for dolls], and there are only teams less than 4m there.

"call."

Qin En breathed a sigh of relief.

Turns out being human isn't that bad either.

A blond-haired little girl in a blue police uniform was inspecting Qin En and the others.

Like Qin En and others, she is a tactical figure: a super short man.

Dressed like a policeman, but the skirt is ridiculously short, and the two slender legs are wearing reflective black stockings that don't fit the shape.

Qin En always believed that people with this kind of young girl's body should wear white stockings to look innocent and cute, but she did the opposite.Not only wearing miniskirts and eye-catching black silk, but also painting herself with seductive red eyeshadow.

She took Qin En's forged documents and looked at everyone: "The retired dolls that have not removed the fire control core?"

"That's right, we heard that this city is good, and we plan to come here to settle down and do some business."

"Then I think you may have chosen the wrong city. The security here has always been good. It's not a stage for free figures like you."

"The business is done outside, the life is lived here, and the money is spent here." Qin En said with a smile: "Our retired dolls don't have Yuntu, so be careful."

"Hmm, you're pretty smart!"