The Thing About Me Being a Humanoid on Girls' Frontline

But there was a strange girl with long brown hair standing at the door of the house, she greeted like an acquaintance: "Hey, hello, what have you been doing lately?"

Her voice was very pleasant, and her tone sounded familiar to him. She always felt that she couldn't answer properly, so she said frankly, "I'm working for some rich bosses."

"Oh? What exactly? Selling dolls?"

"What is the main reason for making money? Isn't the Doll Protection Association going bankrupt these days, the old site was sold to the patriots, and we just bought those abandoned dolls at a low price, and repaired them with the dolls we abducted and cheated. Sell."

The girl also handed over a cigarette, and asked casually, "Can't you do something beneficial to society?"

The man subconsciously picked up the cigarette and took a few puffs. There was no taste, but the speed of his speech began to increase, and he sighed: "Of course I want to, but the problem is that we are not wanted anywhere."

"The factory has mechanical slave labor, and the waiters have self-disciplined dolls. The human waiters of the rich are all naturally beautiful and good at speaking. The last school and training cost more than [-] yuan. There is no way but to do something illegal. Come make a living."

"Sell some stimulant drugs to those hypocritical people who are fishing every day and always call me depressed, or sell electronic stimulant software to veterans, lunatics or dudes who have come down from the battlefield. live."

In his hallucinations, this person was chattering endlessly, but in reality, the man who had been injected with drugs just had dazed eyes, and spoke with a dull expression and a tone of no fluctuation.

"Sister 45, this person talks a lot."

"The spirit is more fragile than I thought. I really wonder what kind of hallucination he saw."

The hallucination is not the same as what happened in reality. In reality, UMP45 is just asking him what he knows according to the standard procedure.

In the hallucination, the man had troubles when he went home, met someone worth talking to, and then said everything he wanted to say.

The girl on the opposite side didn't interrupt, but just looked at him with a smile, and his speech became faster and faster, and tears couldn't stop streaming down his cheeks: "Shit, I really want to sit in a beautiful office I can write inside, but it’s too difficult, I can’t do it.”

"I don't want me for food delivery, Song Express don't want me, waiters don't want me, factories don't want me, training costs hundreds of thousands, programming can only write simple programs, and I don't want to always use circulating water to bathe in a smell of chemicals. Ah, there is no way."

"It's really hard for you to live, no wonder you are always taking risks during this time."

"Yeah, the Human Rights Protection Association was ruined, and then my friends and I took advantage of it to get something, and then the big boss knew we had stock and got it all down."

"Big boss? Are you working for him?" At this time, both the UMP45 in the hallucination and the UMP45 in reality showed the same expression.

Finally heard something useful.

"That's right, I have to say that that guy has a really big appetite... All figures are wanted, and he doesn't bargain or lower the price. He is very generous-the price he gives is much higher than others."

"Don't be stingy and gossip with those doll recyclers. The money is fast and stable. What do we ask for? I think he has a good appetite. In order to save enough money, I will sell other free dolls on the street. Get tricked, hey, resell."

"Oh, what you did is really bold. Did you do it yourself? Or did he direct it?"

"I don't know about it. If he buys it, we will sell it, but I think he may also know something: after all, the traces in this area cannot be erased, and we don't have that powerful technology. He didn't say anything about it. .”

"Then you start indiscriminately attacking and plundering other dolls in order to make a lot of money, and even attack your own colleagues or other scavengers?"

"Hehehe, as long as I earn enough money, I can leave here, and then I can live a good life in the city, and I don't have to work so hard anymore..."

"This guy is doing too well!" said UMP9.

UMP45 looked at his 'sister' meaningfully: "Oh, but I remember that someone did this before."

UMP9 said embarrassingly: "Don't bring up this kind of thing that happened a long time ago, Miss 45!"

Seeing that the effect of the medicine has not disappeared, UMP45 took the opportunity to ask: "Where did they get those dolls they bought? Where are they connected?"

"What for? Who knows, maybe it's used for some new experiment, maybe there's a better channel to resell it at a higher price, I don't know exactly how..."

While he was rambling on, the girl who was always gentle and smiling on the opposite side in the hallucination suddenly widened her eyes, as if she saw something terrible.

"What's the matter?" The man who was hypnotized by the anesthetic and language induction turned his head to look to the left, and a huge red beam of light hit him head-on. Before he had time to react, his whole body was hit by the beam of light middle.

"Tsk!" UMP45 leaned against the inner wall of the truck, and the red beam of light from the side hit the man who was about to tell the truth and his companion.

UMP45 could clearly see that the two [-]-meter-old men (one of them hadn't woken up) turned into two balls of ashes in the crimson laser beam.

"Fortunately, I asked in time. If I got it back, I'm afraid I didn't even ask for this information."

The high-temperature red light burned a big hole through the truck, and the whole car lost control due to the sudden attack.

"What should I do, Miss 45?"

"Jump!"

Just do it, UMP45 and UMP9 are turned out of the window.

The dilapidated truck was turned upside down, and UMP45 and UMP9 squatted on the street with dusty faces, watching the car crash into the long-abandoned shop with their own eyes.

There was only a sound of shattering glass, and the wreckage of the truck rolled into the building that became a ghost building. UMP45 and UMP9 had no control over what happened.

The two crawled in the darkness, put their vigilance to the maximum, and then looked for the direction of the attack.

An extremely weird-looking figure stood in the distance, crouching.

The absence of an attack means that it has not yet seen where UMP45 and UMP9 are.

It seemed to feel that it had completed its task, so it turned around and turned its back to where the two were, defenseless.

UMP9 was secretly happy, but when he was about to raise his gun to attack, his 45th sister held the gun down.

"Don't attack, 9." UMP45 first restrained UMP9's impulse, and then continued: "That is a military doll, if you start a war recklessly, you will be killed."

UMP9 said in astonishment: "But it has already seen us! It's better to act first, Miss 45."

"Find us? That's not necessarily the case."

As if to complement UMP45's words, the unresponsive military doll began to bounce in place.