Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

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Back in the storage room, a submachine gun doll is nearing completion; she's also the one that took the shortest time to build among all the dolls.

Anyway, Luo Fan basically planned to sit here for half the night. After all, there were too many people to receive, and he was too lazy to run back and forth repeatedly. Besides Ti, who had already arrived, there were still fourteen people...

At worst, I can call MDR down to play games with me. Anyway, she definitely won't sleep peacefully at night. Of the three floors, the fourth floor gives the most opinions, since it's on the same floor as MDR.

Moreover, even if these fifteen girls came, Luo Fan was certain that MDR would still be the only one living in her room, except for AA12 who might visit her often.

"Why is the wind so strong? Is a typhoon about to pass by?"

The howling wind was incessant, and even though the storage room was located in a back alley, the howling sound was still very clear among the buildings.

Luo Fan tentatively opened the door, and a gust of wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and the ends of his naturally hanging hair were also blown to the top of his head.

"Tch, damn it."

He quickly closed the door. Although the weather should have been colder, the biting cold was amplified by the strong wind, turning it into a sharp blade that could hurt people once again.

Moreover, the rainy season also falls at this time, so it's like all sorts of terrible weather is mixed together...

Luo Fan glanced at the weather forecast on his phone, and sure enough...

"Tsk, a typhoon is coming, 'Huanjing'..."

New York is right on the Hudson River, and it looks like they won't be able to go out freely for a while.

Damn it, no way! The girls and Helian are still waiting in Colorado...

"Okay, we'll have to check the weather. If it's too bad, the airport will probably have to be completely grounded, after all..."

The typhoon is still some distance away from them, but the wind is already blowing this hard.

It seems the plan to meet in Colorado will be delayed for a while. 16 Pigeons has already returned from there, bringing some members back with them, which will give them more time to prepare.

In any case, the overall plan has not been seriously affected. As long as there is no major news from the quarantine area, it is not a problem for them to extend the plan for a while, since this is a long-term plan.

If you want to achieve the desired effect, rushing things won't do any good.

As I was thinking this, I heard a few unusual noises coming from the cabinet in front of me.

"You're here..."

During the few minutes of deliberation, a new member had already come to the cabinet in front of Luo Fan.

He got up from his motorcycle, walked over and opened the cabinet door. The girl arrived as expected, sitting quietly in the cabinet, holding her weapon in her arms.

She opened her eyes, revealing the same expression as the girls.

"Sir?!"

"Hello, Type 79."

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Are you happy to see me again?

"Yes! I'm so happy, so happy! Sir, where have you been all this time? Not just you, Griffin has a lot of... ah... ah?"

Before she could finish asking her questions, all the answers flooded into her mind in an instant.

Lovan had already instructed 45 to prepare for data transmission. As long as a Griffin or a Predator comes here, they can directly receive all the information about the current situation and future plans, saving them the trouble of explaining things step by step.

"Understand?"

Therefore, Luo Fan only needs to make a small check to confirm the other party's condition.

Even with the clearest explanation, it's still somewhat difficult to accept such a huge change. As a very organized doll, Type 79 felt even more helpless when all the original rules were broken.

"I think... I understand. So, sir, what do I need to do next? Continue as I did at Griffin?"

She was still quite a bit shorter than Luo Fan, and when she stood in front of Luo Fan, an invisible sense of oppression made 79 feel somewhat uneasy.

Perhaps so. Luo Fan himself didn't notice it, at least he thought he hadn't changed and was still as calm and collected as ever.

"No need, you can relax a bit. The pressure here is much less than in Griffin. If you want, you can take a shower and go to sleep right now, no problem."

Sure enough, she subconsciously applied her old habits to her current situation.

For some reason, Luo Fan placed his hand on 79's head and gently rubbed it a couple of times.

"Um, sir, I'm only a little shorter than 95! Uh... were you really that tall?"

"Maybe I've grown taller, right?"

Although 79 was still trying to express her dissatisfaction by waving her hands, this did nothing to dampen Lofan's pleasure in ruffling her brown hair. After all, she was just the right height, and in some ways, 79 was "easier to bully" than the others.

Luo Fan was also aware that most of the girls in his bar were older women, and even those around 165cm tall like 45 were not easy to mess with. They were either cold and might feel awkward to touch, but 79 was just right.

However, even if you were to touch their heads, they probably wouldn't mind...

"It's getting late. Shall we take a shower and get ready to rest? Your old friend JS9 is here too. You could catch up with her."

Luo Fan did not intend to leave immediately; he wanted to bring everyone over first.

There wasn't any formal welcoming ceremony. Perhaps it would be better to let 79 relax and experience a normal life.

However, somewhat unexpectedly, 79 shook his head, looped the gun behind his back through the strap, and stood beside Luo Fan.

"No, sir, we haven't seen each other for so long. Before we rest, please let me spend a little more time with you."

It seems that, for her, this was another perfectly reasonable answer...

"That works too. We can sit down and have a chat."

After all, they're from the Eastern Empire, so they're quite adept at chatting and gossiping.

Luo Fan pulled out two chairs from the corner and placed them near the cabinet in the storage room. Just like that, an extremely simple recreation room for the elderly was completed.

He chose to respect her wishes, put his phone in his pocket, crossed his arms, and looked at the girl next to him with an extremely casual gaze.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Uh, sir, the way you're looking at me... I'm a little..."

......

Luo Fan raised an eyebrow in confusion: "I even gave you the Oath Ring and bought you a wedding dress. This is a privilege that even JS9 didn't receive (although JS9 doesn't have a wedding dress either...). In Donghuang terms, we're practically an old married couple. You're still playing this game with me? Isn't that a bit much?"

"Aaaaaah!!! Sir, please stop talking!!!"

A slender hand pushed Luo Fan's face to the other side, and a brief pain came from his neck as well.

Luo Fan glanced back at 79's hand. Her arm exoskeleton had been automatically hidden by the tablet when she arrived, only appearing when needed. He wondered if this had caused her strength to decrease; otherwise, he might be decapitated by now.

"Tsk, damn it, trying to murder her husband, huh?"

Luo Fan suddenly grabbed 79's hand and, while she was still caught in the internal struggle unique to a young girl, slammed her against the motorcycle behind her.

"Ah? No, no, I'm sorry, sir! I didn't mean to use that much force!"

Her face flushed red, like a roasted, shiny duck, as she struggled and desperately denied a lie that even a dog wouldn't believe.

Luo Fan chuckled, gradually increasing the pressure on his hand: "Oh, so you mean I should thank you for not sending my head flying, right? When did you learn to be bad from Sister 45?"

At this moment, Luo Fan was also grateful for the enhancement effect brought to him by the reverse Kabbalah factor. In the past, he would not have been able to suppress a humanoid so easily, but even so, it was only because the humanoid did not use its full strength against him.

He knew very well that it was just a minor squabble between an old married couple, a common occurrence, after all, they already had a ring and a wedding dress, right?

"Sir, when did you become so strong? How come I..."

She tried to struggle a couple of times, but it wasn't as easy as she had imagined. She was also afraid that she might accidentally hurt Luo Fan by using too much force, just like before.

"Guess why I've become stronger?"

Since it was just a minor incident, it wasn't unreasonable to keep pushing the boundaries of what was acceptable, so Luo Fan slowly bent down.

"Uh, what do you want to do?"

She kicked her legs twice, but to no avail, like a bird struggling to flap its fragile wings with its neck grabbed.

If she had used a little more force, the reaction force might have overturned the motorcycle...

Therefore, Luo Fan dared not use too much force, lest she overreact and cause the two of them to fall to the ground along with the car.

Not only that, but she also got a good scolding from M870 afterwards, since she had personally modified the car...

“I said, since it’s still a while before the next android arrives here, and everyone’s watching the SAT8 concert, they won’t come looking for me without any instructions. Why don’t we take this opportunity to do something here?”

Luo Fan grinned mischievously, running his hand over her slender waist. The girl's figure was so delicate and graceful, outlined by the tight combat suit, like a work of art by a master craftsman.

However, this artwork was right before his eyes, in his hands.

Despite her strength to struggle, her hands, which seemed to both resist and welcome, instinctively yielded to the other person's movements.

"Uh...no, sir, I'm not ready yet!"

She shyly covered her eyes with her hands, but even so, it was nothing more than burying her head in the sand.

Outside, a gust of wind swept through, its roar venting its fury and hinting at a storm about to engulf this glittering city, as well as perhaps foreshadowing another storm, one of human desires and passions.

"Commander, we agreed to get some rest early. Honestly, you never listen to advice. I... I tried to make some snacks. Let's rest for a while."

JS9 pushed open the door to the storage room, carrying a plate with freshly baked cookies and pastries neatly arranged on it.

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"...Did I come at the wrong time?"

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"Yes, it is indeed a bit untimely..."

Fortunately, Luo Fan hadn't had time to take off his pants yet; it was just that their posture looked a bit off.

Luo Fan felt okay, but 79 was itching to shove a gun into his mouth and fire a burst of bullets at him.

"JS9, you didn't see anything, we didn't do anything!"

She disregarded her embarrassment and waved her hands weakly in the air, trying to defend her last shred of dignity, but JS9 was clearly not the type to believe whatever the other person said.

"Uh, okay, I didn't see it, you guys... continue?"

So what's the meaning of you saying this while standing there holding a plate?

Luo Fan coughed twice and slowly backed off the motorcycle: "No, no need. Aren't there some snacks? Let 79 have some..."

Even after Luo Fan left, 79 still looked like she'd been robbed of something precious, lying helplessly on the motorcycle. The culprit was sitting in the chair next to her, his hands covering his flushed face, the beads of sweat on his forehead seemingly indicating that the man had committed a terrible mistake just minutes before...

"Did you...do nothing at all, or did you do everything?"

Now JS9 has to start to doubt its initial viewpoint.

Luo Fan shook his head again: "No, I didn't do anything..."

But it's obvious that of the two people currently in this storage room, the one whose words are least trustworthy is this man's.

She glanced tentatively at her teammate lying on the motorcycle. Although the other looked like she had been assaulted, she still turned her head slightly and slowly shook her head to indicate her denial.

"Ugh......"

JS9 gently pulled 79 up, allowing her to return to a normal sitting posture, and comforted her, "Have some cake first."

"Um......"

79 let out two sobs, took a piece of cake from the baking tray, and slowly put it in her mouth.

...Damn it, even though I didn't do anything, a strong sense of guilt inexplicably rose in Luo Fan's heart.

"Commander, would you like some?"

"Um......."

He picked up a cookie almost unconsciously, then absentmindedly put it in his mouth, looking completely lost, as if he were deeply mired in self-reproach for making a grave mistake.

Under the influence of this eerie atmosphere, JS9 felt that his identity had undergone some invisible changes.

"I want to say, you two are not young anymore, why did you start something but then fizzled out?"

The moment he finished speaking, the man turned his head sharply, and the crunching sound of the biscuit being bitten was particularly eerie in the dimly lit room where you could hear a pin drop.

"From what you're saying, you seem pretty brave?"

After saying that, Luo Fan put his hand on JS9's thigh.

"Uh, that's not what I meant either..."

Although she spoke as if she had been there, when she actually entered that situation, JS9's performance wasn't necessarily much better than 79's.