The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

He picked up the cup in the room, poured a glass of water and handed it to An Jie.

An Jie looked at Qin En inexplicably, and Qin En responded with a smile like a central air conditioner: "Drink more hot water."

An Jie was stunned for a second, then raised her hand dumbfounded, and hit Qin En's shoulder gently.

"It hurts...!" Qin En said pretendingly.

An Jie said dumbfoundedly: "Come on, I'm the one who hurt you"

"Where is your pain?"

"Idiot, of course it hurts!"

Angelia scolded Qin En with a smile, then pulled out a recliner in the room and lay down.

"Are you ready to rest?"

"Of course, since you're here, I don't need to stay up all night, I can relax... Tomorrow we will leave Moscow with Ekaterina, and we need to recharge our batteries."

Qin En was surprised: the National Security Bureau really made this choice as predicted by the system?

He thought that the National Security Bureau would be like the KGB or something similar, and would not let Ekaterina go. This strength is not even one-third of the strength of the Americans against Qian.

Angelia seemed to sense what Qin En was thinking, and said, "You are a human being, so don't think about human affairs all the time, we have to do things as we should."

"Is this okay?" Qin En looked at Angelia. In fact, he didn't care, but Angelia was not as carefree as she seemed.

"Even if it's not good, what can we say? Anyway, whether it falls into the Soviet Union or Europe, it's always a good thing."

Angelia's pupils were loose, as if she was staring at the abyss that Qin En couldn't see: "In any case, human beings will benefit in the end, as long as you think so."

"Whether it's the third world war or the Beilan Island incident, so many people died in this world... we can't continue to die like this."

"What mankind needs is stability and development, not the war that the military desires."

Angelia's words seemed to be speaking to Qin En, but they also seemed to be speaking to herself: persuading herself.

At this moment, Qin En picked up the coat next to him and covered Angelia.

"You are already very tired, it's time to rest." Qin En said to An Jie.

"That's true." Angelia exhaled, giving up those miscellaneous thoughts.

And Qin En sat in front of various monitors, picked up Angelia's command terminal and was in charge of communicating with Lightning and the others.

"Qin En."

"exist."

"If there's anything you can't handle, wake me up."

"Ah."

"Then, good night."

"Good night." Qin En said with a smile.

Hearing Angelia's steady breathing, Qin En looked away.

"I'm a little thankful that I'm not from this world anymore, alas."

Infected people, radiation sickness, politics... and all kinds of torture.

In comparison, turning into a human form is not bad, especially Qin En has not turned into a simple human form, and his systems and abilities have come to this world with him.

"I always felt like a spectator, a bystander who came into this world and watched what happened."

"You are not a bystander." The system said: "Your mood is just an illusion. When we came to this world, we have already participated in this world."

"It makes sense."

After all, the military is looking for itself these days.

The purpose was unknown, and Qin En had no way of knowing what he was going to do.

Fortunately, the National Security Bureau and the military are not exactly the same pair of pants, and Angelia has no intention of betraying Qin En.

But even so, Qin En didn't dare to do high-profile things these days in the Soviet Union, just like killing those assassins. If it would take a while to change to the previous Qin En, why would it be so troublesome?

"I'm going to Europe soon, and I should feel more comfortable there."

Thinking of this, Qin En calmed down, and then began to contact the dolls scattered inside the villa one by one.

"Report on the status of each area—"

"All safe."

Lightning, who was patrolling the front yard, G36 replied.

"everything is normal."

Liberol and Vector in the underground responded.

"no problem."

The SAT8 patrolling the corridor sent a message.

"No suspicious targets."