The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

"Are you ready?" Qin En asked.

"...after the transformation, can I be like you?"

Vector asked: "Like you, jumping tens of meters high directly to catch up with the armed helicopter, and interrupting the helicopter with the propeller?"

"You still remember that."

"...Nonsense, and don't change the subject anymore: can it be done?"

"Of course—no."

How could it be possible to reach that level? To reach that level, at least two levels must be upgraded!

"...Then I won't transform." Vector stood up from the humanoid operating table.

Holding a special scalpel, Qin En said blankly, "Are you serious? It's a good thing to become stronger. Why did you change your mind?"

"What's the use of changing from a big piece of waste to a big piece of garbage?" Vector said, "I have to cut myself again, and I have to harvest organs, just to transform a piece of garbage...it's unnecessary."

"You—" Qin En sighed, and then pushed Vector back on the operating table.

Then before Vector stood up, he stabbed the special scalpel he had prepared into his chest.

Seeing the blood flowing from Qin En's chest, Vector anxiously said, "Are you crazy!? I even said I don't want it—!"

"You just have a weird temper." Qin En, who was bleeding from the corners of his mouth and chest, said with a smile, "Look, I have ripped myself apart, you can't let me bleed for nothing, right?"

laugh--

Blood flowed all over the place.

Qin En, who was bleeding, said gently to Vector: "So, don't make a fuss, let's continue the operation, okay?"

"..."

Vector stopped talking, but obediently lay on the operating bed, receiving anesthesia.

Seeing Qin En anesthetizing her, who was bleeding and still looking safe, Vector suddenly said, "I will never have this operation again."

"It doesn't matter what you say." Qin En shook his head and said: "I don't care if you want to destroy the world or save the world, you need enough strength."

With the injection of the drug, Vector's consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and Qin En's voice became more and more distant.

"I hope that even if one day I'm gone, you can still have the power to protect yourself."

gone! ?What's the meaning! ? ! ?

However, Vector didn't ask.

With the organ transplant, Vector sinks into a memory that doesn't belong to her——

She heard a series of gunshots and artillery fire, and then found herself standing in a palace in the desert.

And in front of her stood a man with black hair.

Different appearance, different appearance, different characteristics, but Vector recognized that the person in front of her was the one she knew——

"Qin En?"

"Hehe, hehehehe——!"

The man in front of him let out a sharp and strange smile, and with guns in both hands, he walked towards Vector step by step.

"Hey hey hey hey...has my judgment come?"

After speaking, the man walked through Vector's ghostly body and kicked open the gate of the desert palace.

And outside, soldiers of different colors are behind bunkers.

"Fire!"

There was no negotiation, no discussion, soldiers of different races and countries opened fire on those who came out!

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The time is too rushed... Today I can only update 2.

I want to work hard to push down the plot, but the time is too short, and the details are not easy to scrutinize, alas.

And I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid there are a lot of typos in these two sheets, if there are any, I can only wait until tomorrow when I have time to change them.

Having said that, how much do I owe now?

Chapter 211 You can't live with five tripods, but you can die with five tripods

Buildings are burning, life is dying, and the whole city is seething with only the sound of gunfire and explosions.

"Is this Qin En's memory?" Vector said to himself.

Liberol and Lightning once talked about her experience after being transformed by Qin En, and she was already mentally prepared for this.

And she found that here she is an invincible ghost, like an observer in a shooting game, who can walk through walls or other areas at high speed, freely, and without restriction, allowing her to understand the overall situation.

And Vector watched the army hunt the beast from the perspective of the observer of this shooting game.

Shock waves left his mouth and nose bleeding, shrapnel and rocks left his body covered in bruises, and one brilliant strategy after another allowed the crowd to corner the terrifying beast - and this was just normal.

No matter how badly injured, as long as someone dies, the wounds on his body will disappear.