Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

Looking at Renault, who was staring at her deep in thought, Ouroboros's arrogant aura had already dissipated. Although her eyes were still fierce, she obviously didn't dare to speak loudly anymore.

After all, Renault's slap had been quite forceful. She felt that the images in front of her eyes were blurry.

Clearly, that slap had damaged some of the imaging components in her head.

In addition to Renault's reasons, it was also because of the Dolls who were staring at her...

"Quick! Commander, what are you going to put in this girl this time?" MDR held up a mobile phone in her hand and pointed at the various shells they had arranged in a row next to her.

Dinergates, Prowlers, rice cookers, and even an old sweeping robot that they didn't know where they find...

"Alright, stop making trouble. This girl is not like you."

To be honest, Renault didn't really plan on picking up Ouroboros. If it weren't for the sudden call from Angelia, he would have forgotten about her.

Besides, Ouroboros was a bit irritable. If they replaced her neural core and body right away, she might do something outrageous.

Rather than modifying Ouroboros immediately, Renault preferred to leave things as they were and let her adapt to it for a while before making any modifications.

Also, there weren't many materials left at home. Both the materials for making the body and the materials for making the neural core had been used up.

Although it wasn't to the point where they couldn't make even one Doll body, it was always better to have spare materials on hand. Otherwise, if someone's body had a problem, it would be embarrassing not to have the materials to make replacement parts.

"Different?" MDR raised her eyebrows, turned her head, and looked at Ouroboros's expression of reluctance and anger. She immediately understood, "Then let's do this! Just like the original MG3!"

"Ouroboros & Prowler!"

Nagant Revolver immediately gave MDR a thumbs-up. Great minds think alike!

Besides, Ouroboros's current appearance wasn't much different from the original MG3. Anyway, there were no steps in the spaceship, and the pathways were large enough for her to move freely.

As for when to replace the neural core and body, that would depend on Renault's plan.

"You...!?" Seeing MDR and Nagant Revolver pushing a Prowler chassis over, Ouroboros immediately understood what the two and Renault were planning to do. She didn't dare to yell at Renault, though.

Although she didn't know why Agent showed an unusually embarrassed expression when facing Renault, she at least knew that Renault front of her was someone even Agent didn't want to mess with.

As for how Renault transformed Ouroboros and how MDR filmed the entire transformation process, there was naturally nothing to say.

Speaking of AK12 and AN94, the two of them who were repairing in the lounge had their hearts nearly in their throats at this time.

It wasn't that they didn't trust Renault's credibility, but there were just too many Sangvis Ferri units on this ship!

The corridors were full of groups of Dinergates. There was a Prowler carrying something through the corridor, and now and then, Rippers or Vespids with cleaning tools passed by the lounge door.

As for the Dolls they saw in the Renault factory area before, except for a few who went to sort out supplies when they just came up, they hadn't seen any others!

"That Commander Renault, could it be that he dismissed all the Griffin Dolls under his command and replaced them with these Dolls from Sangvis? After all, the Dolls from Sangvis seem to be more hardworking than the Dolls produced by IOP?"

"It shouldn't be... maybe it's just because this ship is too big..."

AN94 thought the reason they hadn't seen other Dolls was probably because the ship was too large.

Although Commander Renault had a lot of Dolls under his command, compared with such a huge ship, the scale of thirty or forty Dolls felt small.

If the lounge they were in was converted into a Doll dormitory, it would definitely be enough to accommodate thirty or fifty Dolls.

Of course, it wouldn't be the kind of high-end dormitory with two or three people per room, but just a dense dormitory with multiple layers of beds.

Of course, most of the people living in this kind of dormitory were ordinary android Dolls. If there were no special reasons, generally, no boss would arrange the same food and accommodation treatment for ordinary Dolls as they would for humans, right?

Besides, even among human employees, there were quite a few who lived in such dormitories. For example, Renault was so extravagant that almost all Dolls were provided with two- or three-person dormitories. She doubt there are many others, like rare animals.

"That's right. The size of this ship... it could actually fit a gunship in it. This is a bit too outrageous. How can Statesec not have a magical aircraft like this?"

Hearing AK12's words, AN94 nodded in agreement, then said helplessly, "Maybe there is, but we and Commander Ange probably won't have the chance to ride it."

"And even if there is, it can't be so luxurious. Look, the decorations here are like a luxury hotel. Tut, tut." As she spoke, AK12 unplugged her charging line and collapsed into the sofa, looking like she wanted to drown in it.

"Meow!"

Just as AK12 said this, a cat's cry suddenly sounded from the door of the lounge.

The two who were originally very relaxed immediately straightened up and sat upright on the sofa.

"Ah, don't be so reserved, AK12 and AN94, right? We're about to have dinner here. I came to ask if you want to join us?" BM59 walked in from the lounge door, waving to AK12 and asking.

"Eh? Is it okay? Your commander won't charge extra, right?" AK12 asked with some surprise after hearing this. She remembered that Angelia had complained before that Renault was a money-grubber.

"Well, this shouldn't be the case..." Hearing AK12 say this, BM59 scratched her head awkwardly.

"94, do you want to go? Hmm?" Hearing BM59, AK12 shrugged and turned to ask AN94 beside her.

However, AN94's mind was all on the ragdoll cat in front of her, rubbing against her feet.

"Um... can I... hug her?" AN94 asked BM59 softly, her cheeks slightly red, as though she didn't hear AK12's question.