"Okay, you can get up now. Just follow Maria from now on. Of course, don't overdo it."
In addition to deleting some base code protocols, Renault didn't have anything to do to Destroyer. After waiting for less than two minutes, Renault unplugged the data cable and waved at Destroyer.
"Uh? Is this... all right?"
"Of course, what do you think? Go ahead, remember not to cause damage on the ship casually."
Destroyer, who was asked to leave the workshop, didn't realize what had happened until she stood at the door of the workshop.
To be honest, she was still a little worried at first, concerned that Renault would directly dismantle her into parts or something, but in the end, he just deleted some insignificant base code protocols?
Is that even something important? It seems like there is no visible change in her.
Destroyer, who was standing at the door and hadn't recovered yet, was suddenly patted on the head by Scarecrow with her hair tied into a single ponytail. "If you don't know the way, ask the passing dolls or Sangvis Ferri. Of course, be nice, or else don't say I didn't warn you if you get beaten up."
Under normal circumstances, this shouldn't happen, but given Maria's not-so-good reputation at home, especially her careless personality of losing things and leaving things randomly, many Sangvis Ferri dolls have already listed her as a secondary target of attention.
The primary target of attention is SPAS-12, who likes to eat hamburgers and fried foods the most, and often drops crumbs.
Even if she doesn't eat while walking, she may still drop something on her body, and more importantly, after eating, this girl often leaves an oily handprint in some inconspicuous place that she herself doesn't know about.
"Surrounded... beaten up..." Looking at Scarecrow who turned around and returned to the workshop, Destroyer's expression, which had just relaxed, suddenly froze. She looked at the two Rippers who were leaning on the mop and chatting not far away with a sense of sympathy.
It should be the Rippers, right? Although the Rippers themselves have buns, their highly recognizable hair and purple highlights make them recognizable at a glance.
But? Can Rippers chat? The Rippers she saw in the Sangvis Ferri Factory were all silent right?
Although she was doubtful, Destroyer still listened to Scarecrow's words. In order to avoid being beaten up by those Sangvis Ferri dolls and passing dolls, Destroyer was extremely polite to everyone along the way, making Hunter who met this girl later think that she had met a fake Destroyer.
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"Commander Gentiane! Are you injured!?" M4 couldn't help but exclaim when she saw Gentiane with a bandage on her head appear in front of her.
"Ah? Oh, a minor injury, it's okay, but what are you doing? Are you injured during the mission?" Gentiane looked at M4 lying on Persica's workbench with some surprise, not knowing whether she was transmitting data or repairing it, and said with some surprise.
She remember G36 seemed to say that Renault's operation was very successful. Not only the AR team, but also Task Force DEFY were brought back together. There was not even a single extra scratch on the dolls.
"Oh, Gentiane, you're here. Wait a minute. I'll be done soon." Persica looked up at Gentiane at the door and roughly guessed why she came.
Although this operation was a task assigned to Gentiane by Helian on behalf of the headquarters, the funds needed to be allocated from Persica's 16lab. After all, this task was apparently commissioned by Persica.
As for where the money in Persica's pocket came from? That has nothing to do with Gentiane. She was just legally asking for her salary this time.
After Persica finished the work at hand, Gentiane stood up from the sofa impatiently, "Persica, can you settle the commission fee first? Otherwise, I can't even afford to eat."
Of course, it's not so exaggerated that I can't afford to feed people, but this operation is definitely a heavy loss.
Most of the tactical doll dummies have been damaged. If all the doll dummies are to be replaced, even if Gentiane is sold, she can't get so much money. In addition, if she is asked to compensate for the damaged transport planes, she will probably have to work for Griffin for the rest of her life.
Fortunately, before the mission began, the contract between the two parties had stated that the loss this time would be borne by both 16lab and IOP.
Before, the AR team and Task Force DEFY returned to the base first. Before Kalina could react, Persica had already hurriedly pulled M4 to do something, and Kalina couldn't force open the door of Persica's laboratory.
Actually, collecting debts was Kalina's job, but now she was busy counting the losses and writing the combat records into a written report, so collecting debts could only fall on the patient, Gentiane.
Fortunately, Persica didn't want to default on the debt, but she was in a hurry and didn't think about it.
After getting the money, Gentiane was a little curious about what experiments Persica had conducted on M4, but seeing that Persica didn't have time to look up, she could only shake her head and leave.
M4 didn't stay here either. She had been lying here for a long time. Since Persica just said that it was okay, she certainly wouldn't stay here and stand there stupidly.
For a moment, Persica was the only one left sitting behind the data terminal, biting her finger and frowning, "Just a little bit... Just a little bit... What exactly is missing?"
Not to mention the guy who was stuck in a dead end and kept biting her finger, the base of Gentiane became lively again. Although they had just escaped from the siege of a group of Sangvis Ferri armored units, it did not seem to affect the mood of those dolls.
Except for those dolls who needed to be sent to the repair warehouse for deep repair, most of the dolls began to chirp and make a fuss, and a large part of the dolls went to Griffin's food warehouse.
While Kalina was busy writing a report, they felt it necessary to reward themselves.
Gentiane, who successfully asked for the commission from Persica, probably never thought that her biggest crisis did not come from Sangvis Ferri, nor from the reprimand of her superiors, but from those dolls who wanted to eat up all the food in the warehouse one by one.
Gentiane is now on her way back to her dormitory. Although the wound on her head is not big, she has lost a lot of blood. In addition, she has not had a good sleep on the way back, so she feels a little dizzy now.