Transmigrator Commander of Girls Frontline must not be a Reckless man

"Tsk!"

Ouroboros glanced at the oversized puffy skirt beneath her and clicked her tongue in frustration. But what irritated her even more was Scarecrow, who was directing a Ripper to move materials not far away.

"I say, why are you working for that guy?"

Whether it was Scarecrow working hard in front of her or Executioner and Hunter, who had gone to the vertical farm and breeding farm to help, these three who had found work for themselves really annoyed her.

"Why? There's no reason. I just want to do this." Hearing Ouroboros's question, Scarecrow answered without turning her head.

"Tsk! I wasn't made to do these low-level jobs!"

Ouroboros was made to fight, so how... how could she be here directing Rippers to do construction work!?

"Oh, then go find your "high-level job". Don't get in the way here. Be careful not to get your skirt tangled in the wheels again. And don't even think about asking the Rippers for help."

Scarecrow didn't want to engage with this person who was twisted both inside and out. She could have completed several percentage points of the work at hand if she hadn't wasted time bickering with Ouroboros.

"You!?" Hearing Scarecrow's words, Ouroboros glared at her back with hatred, stretched out her hands, and carefully lifted the puffy skirt she was wearing.

This thing had been forced on her by P90. She didn't know if it was out of bad taste or something else, but at least wearing it covered the ugly four-wheeled foot of the Prowler beneath her.

Although she wanted to tear it off, when she remembered the image she had seen in the mirror, Ouroboros gritted her teeth and endured it.

Seeing Scarecrow still busy, Ouroboros considered leaving, but as she thought about being surrounded by the T-dolls in other cabins, she immediately resisted the urge to run away.

The Rippers and Vespids had all put down their weapons by this point, either moving materials or hammering away with various tools.

Not far off were the two Jupiter cannons that had been brought back from Sangvis Ferri not long ago.

Ouroboros knew about the Jupiter cannon, but she had never seen one in person. She hadn't expected that the first time she would see it would be on Renault's ship.

You know, Agent treasured this weapon. It was one of the few powerful items created by Sangvis Ferri, but Renault had somehow managed to snatch it directly, and he hadn't been retaliated against by Agent...

Even if they wanted to retaliate, they probably didn't have the chance. It seemed they had already left the Sangvis Ferri-occupied area and were now somewhere near the Aegean Sea.

With no access rights, Ouroboros naturally had no way to enter the bridge to check the current position of the spacecraft.

When she asked the other T-dolls, most didn't know anything, and those who did were unwilling to tell her...

After all, she wasn't yet one of Renault's "own people."

As if sensing the resentful and unwilling gaze from Ouroboros, Scarecrow sighed helplessly. "Stop standing there. If you want Renault to help you change your body sooner, at least try to be of some help."

Although Renault never pressured a doll to do anything, Scarecrow didn't think she and the others could be content to just sit idly under Renault.

Didn't you see that Intruder has already run to the kitchen to help? Even if she seems to be after snacks, she's still helping, isn't she?

The only one not working around here now is probably Ouroboros, with her imperfect body.

"Help?" Hearing this, Ouroboros immediately began thinking about what other abilities she could show off. But after a moment's thought, it seems that apart from fighting, she didn't have any...

Back in the mind simulation, she had been fighting and killing her way through various Sangvis Ferri minds, until she was the only one left...

Seeing Ouroboros fall into memories, Scarecrow shook her head helplessly and said nothing more. It was useless for others to say anything about this. If Ouroboros didn't understand it herself, no matter what others said, it would be pointless.

However, the fact that Renault didn't directly replace Ouroboros's body surprised Scarecrow. She wasn't sure whether Renault had seen the origin of Ouroboros or had discovered her very unstable mental state.

Ouroboros stood still for a while, then turned and left Scarecrow's workplace.

Looking at the empty passageway, Ouroboros wandered in a daze, from the weapons area on the bottom floor to the direction of the vertical farm, stopping to observe Executioner, who was drinking and working by the door.

She then visited the farm and saw Hunter chatting with MG3. Finally, she made her way to the restaurant and noticed Intruder, who was busy "helping" with the ingredients.

What happened? Is this the true face of the world? What were all her battles and struggles for?

Renault's spaceship felt like another world. Whether it was the battle with Griffin or the struggle between the Sangvis Ferri AIs, none of it exists here.

She couldn't figure it out...

After wandering for an unknown amount of time, Ouroboros didn't even notice where she had ended up. It seemed she had subconsciously run away from places crowded with dolls.

She didn't want to hear the laughter of Executioner and her friends while they were drinking, nor did she want to hear the quiet chatter between Hunter and MG3, and she certainly didn't want to smell the scent of baked goods that made her feel uneasy...

"Hey, isn't this Ouroboros? I haven't seen you for a few hours. Why do you look like this?"

Just as Ouroboros's mind was in turmoil after Renault lifted the restrictions of the root protocol, a voice that sounded somewhat teasing suddenly rang out from a corner of the cabin.

Hearing the voice, Ouroboros looked up at the doll who had spoken... If she remembered correctly, this doll was named RFB?

Where was this? It appears to be a lounge, with several sofas that looked very comfortable. RFB was curled up in one of the sofas in the corner, holding a game console in her hands, connected to a charging cable.

"What are you doing here?"

Looking at the doll curled up in the sofa, motionless except for her fingers, Ouroboros was surprised.

Most other dolls were working, so why was RFB curled up here?

"Ah? Playing games, slacking off. Can't you tell?"