The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

"What I experienced before was the future cyber style of the western wasteland, so now I want to experience the Asian style?"

An order different from other places, a city in chaos...

As M16A1 said, this is a paradise for people like them.

Just look at the team composition.

——An Jie: A leading lady with an official background and acquaintance with many friends

—Dell, Hill, Ekaterina: (down-and-out) technicians

——Qin En, M16A1, AK12: Gold medal fighters with outstanding force.

—— Lightning, AN94: responsible for the work

——G36: Maid

——Vector, Libeyrole, SAT8: Working Combination No. 2

——DSR-50: ** Responsibility

——Measurement Officer: Robot

——HK416: An outstanding student who is out of place.

- The Alchemist: Bad Face

"This combination feels inexplicably harmonious, and it feels like we can all start a story here."

This style of painting.

Black Lagoon, Arms Queen, and Black Street Gangsta

It’s a bit like Gintama without the humor——

"Okay, don't think so much, we're just hiding here for a few days, don't think too much, wait for me to recover, and then take care of the trivial matters...we can leave here."

Angelia said to the humanoid girls who were not used to this place: "We are only here temporarily."

"If you run into trouble, don't think too much, just—BANG~ and it's over."

"No one checks your mind here, there is no public opinion, and no one chews your tongue..."

"Be yourself, protect yourself, and then we'll leave here when the time is right!"

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Write the third update.

If it hasn't come out at 18:30, then there will only be 2 updates today

Chapter 242 I'm locked in a small dark room

The resting place An Jie said was a beautiful hotel.

"Kong's shop?" Qin En looked at the name of the hotel with a strange expression.

...the name is too weird.

However, the people around him didn't respond so much, so Qin En decided to keep this trough in his heart, and it's better not to spit it out.

The name is a bit strange, but the environment is not bad, there is no such smell of feces and urine in the air, and there are no such messy people around. Qin En was really surprised when he got out of the car.

He said while shaking his fan: "This is really surprising. I thought our resting place would be a dirty apartment, but I didn't expect it to be such a normal place."

Angelia bared her teeth at Qin En and said, "I've let you down."

"No no no, I'm not disappointed at all...I feel good, very good."

This hotel looks like a normal hotel, but Qin En only needs to turn around slightly and look behind, and he can see the chaotic cityscape with flashing neon lights.

The meter officer said: "People who can maintain this normal order here are not simple people no matter how you think of it."

"Yeah, this normality here is the biggest abnormality."

Angelia walked in with everyone dignified.

The style of this hotel is a hodgepodge of standard East Asian styles: a modern hotel decorated with Japanese and Chinese styles, and Qin En and the others are greeted not by an inscrutable proprietress, but by a self-disciplined figure.

The figure that greeted Angelia was a child-shaped figure with a slender body, long hair wrapped in two golden lotus flower ornaments, and two long braids that almost reached the thighs.

The self-disciplined figure greeted Angelia with a sweet smile: "Long time no see, Miss Angelia, is it still the same?"

"Yeah, same old thing, same old problem, same old stuff—only this time I brought a little more people."

"It's okay, it's okay, these are trivial things, anyway, business is off-season now, it doesn't matter how many people come!"

The doll leaned into the room with the words 'Outsiders Stop' written in English, Japanese, Chinese, and Korean and shouted, "Brother! Miss Anjie is here!"

On the system map a yellow dot comes out of it: a tall man emerges.

With his sunken eyes, dark eyes, and thin cheeks, he looked like a wandering ghost.

"Take it." The man threw the thing in his hand to An Jie.

When throwing it out, Qin En heard a crisp bell, and then Qin En noticed that there was a string of exquisitely carved and elegant bells hanging from his right hand, which was completely inconsistent with his gloomy appearance.

What was thrown over me were a couple of key cards.