The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

Qin En deleted all the data: whether it was printed out or stored, it was all deleted.

Del didn't intend to stop it at all, he even stood by Qin En's side to watch him delete, to see if there was anything he missed.

In the end, Del realized that he was worrying too much: the doll had deleted all the data, leaving no residual information at all.

"Nothing happened today, I haven't been here, you don't know them."

"That's right, everything is normal in the disobedience base, and nothing happened here." The seemingly young Del was very sensible and cooperative.

That's right, that's all right.

UMP45, UMP40, the whole body is full of secrets.

Never let others know.

Both Qin En and Del realized that the usefulness of these two dolls was definitely not simple.

If you touch it casually, you may get burned, so the best way to deal with it is... I don't know.

After all, the National Security Bureau is a behemoth, and both of them are considered to be on the side of the National Security Bureau.

Best to let it go.

After processing all the messages, Qin En turned around and prepared to leave.

Del looked at Qin En's leaving figure, and he didn't speak until his figure had completely left, "I understand why An Jie chose to cooperate with you. "

"You are different from other dolls."

"Qin En from DMC, you are very special."

After leaving the disobedience stronghold, Qin En suddenly saw the yellow light spot in the repair room of the disobedience base on the system map suddenly turn green.

"Sure enough, the friendship between men is so simple, and at the same time, they take the blame, and the favorability is really easy to come up."

Qin En returned to his car, Lightning was in charge of driving, and the UMP sisters sat in the back.

The lively and cheerful UMP40 leaned on his chin, looking like he was thinking about something.

But UMP45 looked down and depressed, and the sad breath had reached 0.7 vector.

Apparently...the two dolls are also aware of their specialness.

"Where do we go next?" Lightning asked.

"Go back to the office," Qin En said.

It's not easy to intervene in this matter, and... there is no need to intervene.

****

At the same time, inside the Jagged Works——

"Father, the disruptor has brought the lady back."

"I see." Lyco came out of the office, the disruptor, the alchemist, the measurer, and the black coffin-shaped container containing the lady were all placed outside.

"Mission failed." The measurer said with a heavy expression.

"It's okay, if you fail, you will fail." Lyco said disapprovingly: "Go and rest."

Lyco didn't blame the Predators for their failure.

After these iron-blooded figures left, Lyco stood in front of the black coffin-shaped container.

And this black coffin was made by Lyco when he was making this human figure.

It can be transformed into an aircraft, and then it can form a temporary resurrection point to support its battle, and ordinary weapons cannot be broken at all.

"are you OK?"

A few seconds later, there was a sobbing sound from inside: "It hurts, it really hurts."

Lyco who was standing outside sighed helplessly.

The noble lady is a brand-new iron-blooded humanoid made by Lyco, the iron-blooded worker, using the technology of the Oak Institute and the iron-blooded technology.

However, its power is less than ten percent.

Because the level of 'driver (personality)' is insufficient.

Not too slow or too bad, but too good.

Her senses are too keen.

Even if the wind blows on the skin, it feels like a sledgehammer constantly beating the body to the lady (the lady herself described it)

In order to pursue performance, the attributes of the noble lady are improved, but her personality cannot control such a body, and there is no way to block the pain. Just standing outside without doing anything is like cutting into pieces.

Lycoris doesn't know how to comfort women, nor how to take care of children (single after all)

"I'll find a way to help you solve it." Apart from that, Lyco didn't know what to say.

Even the tone of voice is not dignified, it is more like a casual perfunctory in the ears of others.

It was silent inside, but the sound of sobbing could be faintly heard.

Lyco didn't know what to do, he just went back to his office with a stern face, looking at the lady's data and thinking hard.